Chapter 897: Am I Dreaming? (2nd Update)

Tang Xuanming stood with a smile on his face, and the black gold dragon pattern had already smashed on top of his head.

The terrifying lethality formed by the Great Emperor's Killing Array filled the entire field, and such a combined attack could make any Great Sage bleed.

But Tang Xuanming didn't have any sense of crisis.

He raised his hand with a smile, and in Wang Lao's ecstatic gaze, he dragged the black gold dragon pattern tripod with one hand.

"What?" (悚o悚; )

Wang Lao was dumbfounded, and turned from joy to frustration, and then to despair.

"How can anyone in this world hold up the Extreme Dao Emperor soldiers with one hand? Except for the Great Emperor, who in the world can do it?"

"There is no loss of your strength, you are really a true immortal!"

"No, how can this be?"

Wang Lao had thought of countless possibilities in advance, and he had thought that Tang Xuanming would break into the void with the mysterious field.

He had thought about the collision of two Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers, causing devastating fluctuations.

He thought that Tang Xuanming was suppressed by him and his origin was plundered.

But I never thought of such a scenario.

No matter how crazy he was, he also knew that Tang Xuanming was a mortal, and this could not be changed.

But now, in front of him, a mortal held up an Extreme Dao Emperor soldier with one hand.

And by Tang Xuanming's side, the Great Emperor Killing Array, which was extremely dense and capable of killing a Saint King, all stopped, and the endless divine light was all condensed around Tang Xuanming, but it did not touch his body.

Wang Han, who was completely in a state of despair, the descendant disciple of the Supreme Elder collapsed to the ground, and he was already in a state of death, and he lost his mind when he watched this scene.

"Is this a true immortal?"

He didn't know much from beginning to end, but some of the news he learned from Wang Lao's mouth had already shocked him.

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak.

"I'm dreaming!"

It was as if he had fallen into a mysterious, fantastical dream.

Looking at the young man who was called an immortal by Elder Wang, he picked up the most powerful foundation of the Shaking Light Holy Land with one hand, and smashed it down.

Bang!

There was no real sound of collision, the black gold dragon pattern tripod was so heavy and powerful that it was indestructible, and no existence in the Shaking Light Holy Land could resist him.

The black gold dragon pattern tripod that had been revived, which had been revived, had been paid countless costs by Wang Lao was completely used by the mysterious youth.

In a state of confusion, Wang Han, who only had half of his body left, saw in a trance that the gods in the black gold dragon pattern were recovering, and the boiling chaotic qi flooded the sky.

The entire Shaking Light Holy Land trembled, and in a trance he heard countless wails and weeping.

But that didn't attract him, what really attracted him was the divine flute in the black gold dragon pattern tripod, and what really attracted him was the god in the black gold dragon pattern tripod, and he saw the god in the black gold dragon pattern tripod bowing down to the young man, cheering and jumping.

It doesn't need anyone to control it, it recovers independently, absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, and bursts out with incomparable power, and the stars in the starry sky are falling, being absorbed by the black gold dragon pattern ding.

Bang!

One star after another exploded inside the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Ding, like brilliant sparks one after another.

"What a blurry and beautiful dream, I can't imagine that my heart is so dark. ā€

Wang Han, who was in a near-death state, muttered to himself, thinking that this was a wonderful fantasy born in his heart after he was abandoned by the Shaking Light Holy Land.

"Under normal circumstances, that mortal would have been crushed to ashes by the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Ding, right?"

"And the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Ding may be blocked by someone, but it is impossible for the gods in it to surrender to him, and it is impossible to cheer, unless the cultivators of the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Ding appear, but they are already dead. ā€

How could Wang Han look at the high Supreme Elder kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.

The mysterious young man who was surrounded by countless gods in the Great Emperor's Killing Array leaned down, still with that flat expression, and said calmly: "I'm really just here to borrow the Field Teleportation Array." ā€

Wang Lao vomited blood frantically in his mouth, looking at the destruction of most of the Shaking Light Holy Land, in the forbidden area of this forbidden area, there is the Shaking Light Holy Land that has accumulated tens of thousands of years.

Among them, there are even sage-level figures who are sealed in the divine source.

But it was lightly smashed by the black gold dragon pattern ding, and the accumulation of eternity was empty.

The black gold dragon pattern tripod is almost in the peak recovery state, except for the emperor, no one in the world can carry it.

The accumulation of eternity was reduced to ashes under that blow.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He coughed heavily, spitting out blood all over the place, but he was ignorant.

Tang Xuanming, who didn't care about carrying the black gold dragon pattern tripod with one hand, just struggled to stand up and touch the land.

After looking at this devastated eyes, after vomiting two mouthfuls of blood, his breath was cut off and he fell to the ground.

", it's too late to burp, at least turn on the field teleportation array for me. ā€

Wang Han immediately laughed when he heard this ungraceful complaint.

"I'm really dreaming, how can such a big man complain so much?"

He laughed, and then suddenly found himself stared at by a sharp gaze.

He saw that the mysterious young man in his dream who had torn down the Shaking Light Holy Land had lowered his head and pulled him up from the ground, and the familiar and unfamiliar voice exploded in his ears.

"Oh, there is another lucky person here, the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and saved you instead, don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and tell me where the field teleportation array is?"

Rumble!

Wang Han had the feeling of waking up from a dream, and he suddenly found that the lost half of his body did not know when it would be restored.

Tang Xuanming's roar in his ears was clear and piercing.

"Hurry, I'm in a hurry. ā€

"This dream is really ......"

Wang Han let go at this time, completely ignoring the black gold dragon pattern tripod that the existence was holding in his hand, laughed and pointed to a place that was beaten into ruins not far away: "It's gone, it's nothing, the field teleportation array was blasted by you just now, No, it's the ruins." ā€

Syllable!

Tang Xuanming casually threw the young man who seemed to be sleepwalking on the ground, and looked up at the mountain range not far away.

There were faint remnants of runes shining on it, but they weren't useful at all.

Judging from his understanding of the field, Wang Han is not lying, it was really a large-scale cross-domain field.

"Bad luck. ā€

He scratched his head speechlessly, glanced at the black gold dragon pattern tripod in his hand, and threw it lightly, and the black gold dragon pattern tripod that had just blown the Shaking Light Holy Land into scattered pieces flew away from his hand reluctantly, and disappeared into the depths of the Shaking Light Holy Land.

"I have to go to Huanggu Ji's house for a trip, it's really troublesome. ā€

Tang Xuanming was slightly sad, and walked out of the ruins with his feet raised.

When I got started, it was still a first-class fairyland on earth, but now it is almost like a dilapidated garbage dump, the temple is dilapidated, the spirit grass is withered, and the decay is not what it looks like.

Wang Han watched blankly, until he was woken up by the disciples of the Holy Land and called him out to preside over the overall situation.

Elder Taishang died cleanly, and he, a descendant disciple, became the existence of the highest seniority.

"Am I dreaming, or am I awake?"

The sudden change in identity and status left him in a state of confusion.

And Tang Xuanming, who caused all this, has stayed away from this area.