Just when Zhang Xiaotian sighed at the amazing strength of the middle-aged man, the changes arose again - the starlight converged and turned into stars, only the size of a fist, scorching but bright, like a clear and beautiful flower.

I saw the stars surrounding the middle-aged man, like flowers blooming, and I was intoxicated.

But the middle-aged man has no leisure to admire.

Instead, his left hand reached out and slowly stabbed out a "sword".

His eyes were half-open and half-closed, his soul was swollen, the sword was stabbed, and he hit him hard, and there seemed to be a crack in the void, and as the sword slowly opened, there was a darkness in front of him, and the look was deep and mysterious.

Bang!

Zhang Xiaotian seemed to hear a terrifying sound, and his self-consciousness condensed body flew forward uncontrollably, flying towards the middle-aged man's sword momentum, like a moth to a fire and killing himself.

In the real world, his body sitting cross-legged trembled slightly, and his face suddenly turned pale.

At this time, a natural power surging in the world of the lying statue enveloped his self-consciousness, and with a light send, he floated far away, free from the influence of the sword.

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention to Zhang Xiaotian at all, he was preoccupied with fighting against the rejection of this world, under the sword momentum, the stars were shattered, the dark dead air, the scorching great sun true fire, the power of the bright stars, all kinds of "power and breath" were all over the void of this world, like chaos and order, as if following some legal principles, running naturally, like chaos, but after all, it was irrepressibly developing towards more chaos, until it was dead and silent!

Although Zhang Xiaotian in the distance was no longer affected by the sword momentum, witnessing such a wonderful sword with his own eyes also made his blood boil, and all kinds of whimsical ideas gushed out in his mind.

Bang!

A cyan thunderbolt the thickness of a bucket fell, and it came in an instant, breaking the shackles of distance and hitting the top of the middle-aged man's head.

The middle-aged man's expression was waveless, not worried, and he flickered an extra sword in his right hand, and suddenly went up!

The long sword trembled, oscillated at high speed, like a false slash, and after nine consecutive times, it suddenly stabbed out of its hand, and the slightest trace of lightning was overflowing, connecting into a tornado, and facing the thunder punishment with an incomparably fierce and domineering momentum.

Thunder with thunder!

Bang!

The electric tornado rose up along the sword momentum, slashed the green thunder, and made a loud noise, and then countless fragments of electric light were strung together, pulling out arcs of light in the void, and the middle-aged man's long sword fell leisurely, and was gently caught by his hand, and at the same time, it was a sword split.

The sky was full of red clouds, and there was an explosion like an explosion, blood and rain poured down, and the ground was scorched.

Zhang Xiaotian saw with his own eyes that a mountain peak reaching into the sky in the distance was wiped out by a sword, leaving only the broken pedestal, which was hideous.

Although this mountain peak is only a simulated scene in the space of the recumbent statue, in this world, it is no different from reality compared to their consciousness, and the so-called reality is only a reflection of the concrete world in the brain.

This mountain is a concrete mountain in their consciousness, and its weight, mass, volume, and appearance are no different from the real world, and it can be said to be a real mountain.

In other words, this middle-aged man's sword can have the same effect in the real world.

"Wait, I seem to have overlooked something just now......" Zhang Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he lowered his head and thought carefully.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a sentence flooded his heart, "...... Reality is nothing more than a reflection of the concrete world in the brain...... Reality is nothing more than a reflection of the concrete world in the brain......"

A light lit up in his eyes, and an idea began to take shape in his consciousness.

Suddenly, with a move of his hand, a flying cloud of fire was ingested into his palm...... Existence or Illusion?

Or......

With a sudden pinching of his palm, the fire cloud turned into clear water, flowed out from his fingers, and suddenly disappeared when it fell to the ground, like a dream bubble.

"Haha, I see, this is my world of consciousness, I think it's real it's real, I think it's illusory, it's illusory, I want it's water, it's water," he said, pointing his hand, and a ball of water on the ground formed.

"If I want it to be fire, it's fire," he said, and with a finger, the water balloon suddenly shook, and the sound of "Peng" turned into a burning flame.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog.

In the middle of the night, the morning goes.

How long has it been like a spring dream?

It seems that there is nowhere to find the clouds.

I see!

Zhang Xiaotian suddenly pointed with his hand, "Go!" ”

The flames on the ground burned with a "boom", turning into a fire dragon hundreds of meters long and flying straight towards the middle-aged man.

The man was fighting against a meteorite falling from the sky, when suddenly the fire dragon attacked, he didn't care too much, and smashed it with a sword in his hand.

But this fire dragon was just Zhang Xiaotian's experiment, and his real attack had just begun.

I saw that his self-consciousness suddenly took a few steps, his right hand slowly rose, raised to the top of his head, and then slowly fell, with his movements, the sky of this world suddenly condensed into a huge palm that was like a cloud, and pressed down in the air.

In an instant, in this lying world, the sky was dark, and the entire sky was shrouded.

Under the giant palm, everything is subverted, or will be subverted, a moment of spring warmth, an instant of summer heat, an instant of autumn frost, patrolling winter snow, as if not in the world.

Flying sand and rocks, snow and wind and gluttony, can be the aftermath; The sky thunders and fires, and the earth is torn apart, which is its precursor.

Who can resist?

The middle-aged man finally noticed Zhang Xiaotian's movements, but at this moment he had no time to deal with him.

I saw that the eyes of his soul suddenly shot out two feet long cold rays, like light and electricity, and then a long howl piercing through the clouds and cracking stones shook the world.

Zheng!

A sword roar sounded, from faint to resounding through the heavens and the earth, but in an instant.

The sword light turned into a shock, and went upstream.

The Great Day of the Void suddenly lost its brilliance, and the monstrous golden flames burned the void.

In an instant, the space of this world was filled with golden flames, and there was a dazzling red wheel, dancing in the void, under the giant palm.

One up and down, one powerful and one dominant, the two torrents collided head-on, bursting out with endless power and annihilating everything......

Zhang Xiaotian smiled, if a few minutes ago, he would only close his eyes and wait for death under such a powerful blow, but now...... Everything is different!

The giant palm collided with the golden flame, as if they had disappeared together, but the next moment, the giant palm reappeared, still falling according to its original momentum.

This is my world, and I am the master!

Zhang Xiaotian had such a thought in his heart.

At the same moment, the giant palm clenched tightly and squeezed the middle-aged man in the palm of his palm.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of violent collision kept coming, and bulges appeared on the surface of the giant palm from time to time, obviously the middle-aged man inside was trying to break the control of the giant palm.

This person is indeed powerful, but after a while, the surface of this giant palm is full of cracks.

"It's not that simple!"

Zhang Xiaotian sneered.

(End of chapter)