Dreams are illusory, but for the person in the dream, it is real.

Fang Qiong let the history of the two hundred years before and after reappear in front of him, even if it was himself, watching the torrent of history develop, he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.

After getting Gu Xuanwu's assurance, Fang Qiong nodded slightly, and no longer mentioned the slightest related matter, instead turned his head to look at Yue Qiluo.

Stepping on the white clouds and being independent in the sky, what a terrifying thing? Just like the gods in reality.

In dreams, however, these are nothing.

"Give me a quarter of an hour, and I'll fight you!"

Fang Qiong waved his hand and a platform formed on the white clouds, he jumped and stepped on the platform, only a futon in the platform was quietly sitting on the ground.

Idle clouds and wild cranes, lonely practice.

Fang Qiong sat cross-legged and began to fuse the power in his body in his dream, preparing to elevate his cultivation.

But after half a ring, there was no movement, Fang Qiong opened his eyes, and sighed with a complicated look in his eyes: "It seems that the more real and the more you have come into contact with something, the more difficult it is to change." ”

After thinking about it, Fang Qiong stretched out his arms, and a stream of essence emanated out, like billowing wolf smoke, which collapsed in an instant.

Immediately after that, an extremely rich blood qi also collapsed.

In just a moment, Fang Qiong sat weakly, his eyes were dim, his body was weak, he had exhausted his cultivation and became a mortal.

If it weren't for his dreams, where would he dare to do this?

Fang Qiong immediately fantasized about a technique, a reasonable exercise, the reason why it was said to be reasonable, was because he firmly believed that he would succeed, and in this dream, belief was the truth.

An invisible force entered Fang Qiong's body for a moment.

Rumble!

With a shock to his clothes, Fang Qiong opened his eyes, full of joy.

After refining qi, it was a success.

Immediately after, Fang Qiong closed his eyes and began to cultivate step by step.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The roar continued to sound in his mind, and Fang Qiong didn't move, still cultivating with his eyes closed.

With a huge roar, a huge invisible force instantly merged into his body, and Fang Qiong couldn't help but open his eyes.

The foundation is completed!

Immediately after that, practice again.

There was another roar, and then as an even more powerful force entered, Fang Qiong's body began to emit immeasurable light, like a god.

Jindan period!

Meta Infancy!

Transformation Period!

Doomsday!

Rumble!

With a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, Fang Qiong's immeasurable light was like a canopy, covering the sky and the sun. Huge clouds began to emerge in the sky.

Fang Qiong opened his eyes in an instant, and under the splash of divine light in his eyes, the white clouds in a radius disappeared without a trace.

The two gazes are like pillars that reach the sky, shooting straight into the sky.

The dark clouds seemed to have formed out of the universe, quickly converging above Fang Dome's head, and then thunderballs the size of an aircraft carrier fell.

"Is this the Catastrophe?"

Fang Qiong muttered to himself, then quickly rushed upwards and shouted: "How, wind!" ”

A black wind like a canopy of heaven instantly swept the heavens and the earth, rushing towards the thunderballs and dark clouds in the sky.

The dark clouds in the sky were instantly dissipated by the black wind like a black curtain, and they were all scattered, leaving bare thunderballs awkwardly colliding with each other in the sky.

Gu Xuanwu looked at the sky in a daze, looked at Fang Qiong, who was like a god, and opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

Master, is it really a fairy?

Not only did he know two hundred years before and after, but he could also make himself like this?

The sky-like black wind obscured the sun, making the entire heaven and earth look like darkness, and in this darkness, Yue Qiluo could hardly look at this scene with a shocked face.

Give me a quarter of an hour, and then I'll fight you?

It's still hairy!

The corners of Yue Qiluo's mouth twitched, she felt the mana in her body that had been raised a hundred times higher, and the soul power that had increased a thousand times, which was stronger than the Qingyun Temple cultivators throughout the ages, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in her heart.

Especially when she saw Fang Qiong in the sky fighting against the world-shattering thunder tribulation, her pupils contracted even more.

How can it be?

What kind of power is this?

What does this man know? How could he have imagined such power?

Is he really the reincarnation of an immortal?

Fang Qiong couldn't control it so much, at this time, he wanted to take advantage of the dream to exert the power in his body, this power, but the power of the cultivator he saw in the novel before his rebirth!

"Summoning the rain!"

Boundless, car-sized fireballs burned directly from the sky, and the fireballs burned with pure sun fire.

The fireball-like raindrops did not fall, but stood still in the air, resisting the thunderballs in the sky.

"Scatter beans into soldiers!"

Fang Qiong shouted violently, waved his hand, and the brilliance was everywhere, and in a moment, there were 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals standing in the sky, all wearing armor as bright as glass, holding spears flowing with flames.

These heavenly soldiers, each of them are giants hundreds of meters high.

"Kill!" Fang Qiong shouted with a sinister face.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The angry shouts of 100,000 heavenly soldiers spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and one by one they rushed towards the thunderclouds without fear of life and death.

At this time, Gu Xuanwu and Yue Qiluo were already dumbfounded, this was like a battle between immortals, especially the heavenly soldiers in the sky, it was shocking to look at.

Gu Xuanwu couldn't help but swallow and spit, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say, he decided that he must treat Fang Qiong as an ancestor in the future, this Nima is a true immortal.

Yue Qiluo's face was even more cloudy.

Fang Qiong didn't care about the faces of the two of them, at this time, his blood was already boiling, and the infinite mana in his body seemed to be running fast, bursting out one by one, communicating with heaven and earth.

"Palm thunder, collapse!"

Fang Qiong let out a loud shout, and a powerful and incomparable, overwhelming power that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth shot out from his palm, and that power instantly exploded, turning into a thunderball the size of a city, and the purple-blue thunder and lightning bloomed with dazzling light, and then blasted towards the thunder tribulation in the sky.

The sky shook violently, as if the sun was shaking, and the thunder of the thunder tribulation was directly broken and dispersed.

The endless power quickly merged into Fang Qiong's body, and the sky was all pulled by this power, as if it were a black hole.

After a while, Fang Qiong's whole body began to emit divine light, and plausible pseudo-immortal power emerged, however, after a while, that pseudo-immortal power disappeared without a trace, and the power in his body did not react at all.

"The limit of this dream realm is the peak of the Mahayana period? Or is it that you can't become an immortal in your dreams? Fang Qiong was puzzled.

However, if you can't figure it out, forget it, these powers are enough.

Fang Qiong's figure disappeared in place in an instant, thousands of miles away, and moved instantly.

"Yue Qiluo, come, fight!"

Fang Qiong's figure appeared thousands of miles away, and at this time, Yue Qiluo was fleeing frantically, and the red cloak and hat he was wearing were blown off by the wind.

Beat?

Hit your sister!

Yue Qiluo's face was full of anxiety.

This black-bellied and evil little Lori finally couldn't calm down.