Chapter 148: Cross-border Dream Realm

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Zhuang Zhoumeng's figure disappeared again.

But this time I disappeared, and I came to a strange place.

The three colors of gas are constantly mixed in a pool, and from time to time, there is a gas that is different from the three colors, but it will soon be squeezed out.

A figure sat cross-legged beside the pool.

As soon as Zhuang Zhoumeng came, he immediately stood up, "Deity." ”

As soon as Zhuang Zhoumeng raised his hand, the white figure turned into a streamer of light and integrated into Zhuang Zhoumeng's body.

"Is this the hub?" Zhuang Zhoumeng looked curiously at the churning pool in front of him.

Reach out and wipe it.

Three-colored dream lotus appears.

Now the three-colored dream lotus not only began to radiate light, but also some mysterious runes appeared from time to time.

That's the trail of dreams.

It is normal for a natural treasure like the three-colored dream lotus to contain a part of the Tao.

However, since the three-colored dream lotus has not been promoted yet, those runes are also flickering, and they are also boring to eat, and it is a pity to abandon them.

However, it would be nice if it was promoted to Colorful.

However, how can Wucai be so easy to promote.

However, if Zhuang Zhoumeng's plan is successful, promotion is not a particularly difficult thing.

As soon as the three-color dream lotus appeared, it emitted ten thousand rays of light, and an excited emotion was constantly transmitted to Zhuang Zhoumeng.

As soon as Zhuang Zhoumeng pushed, the lotus fell into the pool.

Thundered.

Sancai Menglian used her own strength, and there was definitely more than the primordial spirit, Zhuang Zhoumeng sighed.

Wherever the light of the three-colored dream lotus shines, it is all transformed into the realm of the three-color dream lotus.

It may be because this dream world has no owner, and the three-colored dream lotus is particularly easy to refine.

It's just ten days.

As the rumbling finally stopped, Zhuang Zhoumeng knew that all the resources available in this world had been absorbed by the three-colored dream lotus.

The three-color dream lotus slowly rises and falls, and every inch is almost radiating light.

Zhuang Zhoumeng stretched out his hand and stroked it, speaking of which, the three-color dream lotus really has a lot of things in her body, not to mention the three exotic treasures, just one space is already very shocking, let the three-color dream lotus digest it a little inside.

makes them somewhat compatible.

Probably leaving this world forever.

suddenly remembered Xiao Liuyi, forget it, she has a store, and she will naturally meet if she is fated.

Moreover, if the cross-border virtual world is really successfully built, each world must not have an agent, and Xiao Liuyi in this world will be very good.

As long as you become an agent, plus the store, and work for a few years, there is still a great possibility of being promoted to other higher worlds.

Zhuang Zhoumeng glanced at the empty space-time crack, stepped out, and was still gone.

"I can't feel the reincarnation mirror anymore."

"I can't feel it at all."

"The comet is gone."

In the old man's clan, the remnants of the clan, a temporary leader, were silent for a long time.

"From this day forward, we are no longer a race of people, but a part of the race of people."

I remembered that half a year ago, the person who took the comet suddenly came to the clan, I thought he was going to kill them all, but I don't know what method was used to create a body for all of them, it is the kind of flesh that will bleed and hurt, they no longer need to rely on the power of the reincarnation mirror, but at the same time, their power will disappear.

However, even within their clan, it is only a few to be able to drink the reincarnation mirror to make connections and get power, so ...... At last, their people were freed.

Moreover, because of the previous sake, their people will have a special talent, dream interpretation.

An ancient clan is slowly emerging.

Zhuxian World.

One team after another in the academy is constantly harvesting demon beasts.

The weak demon beasts have three or four layers of Qi training, but the strong ones have four or five layers of foundation building, if there is a team that encounters this level, then it is good, they can only admit defeat and let the sect teleport them to the academy.

Of course, if the team is strong enough.

For example, Lao Tzu, Confucius led the right, or Teng Qingshan, Zhuge Liang led the team.

"I didn't expect us to meet in advance." Lao Tzu and Confucius stood in an open space and talked to each other.

"This time, the sect is also ruthless, if possible, the sect is to promote that group of little dolls to the end of the Dan." Confucius said.

"Yes, especially that old man Sun's disciple, Teng Qingshan, has already realized the true meaning, and has also reached the foundation, not surprisingly, this time he will definitely get the Dan, once the Dan, with the strength of the true meaning of his Dao, there should be a lot of confidence to reach the second layer, if we reach the second layer, we may get more memories!!" Lao Tzu's eyes were empty, and his tone was ethereal.

"It's a pity that the sect also has restrictions on us, otherwise, with our strength, it is still very simple to enter the second layer, oh, by the way, how much strength is Zhuang Zhoumeng's little baby."

"I don't know, but it's definitely not worse than us now, after all, it's a no-quality exercise, although, there is no introduction to the no-quality exercise in my memory." Lao Tzu said plainly.

Confucius nodded, glanced at the rear, and saw that the team led by himself and the team led by Lao Tzu were fighting with each other to see who was more powerful, and the two sides were already quite a bit of gunpowder.

However, when Confucius listened carefully, his face suddenly darkened

One side said that Lao Tzu fell apart with one palm, and the world reopened.

One side said that Confucius's words were chaotic and static, and time and space were reversed.

No one expected that this gunpowder-filled confrontation would turn into bragging, to see who boasted with style and connotation.

Confucius and Lao Tzu were a little embarrassed.

had to say goodbye, and then each led his team away.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed leisurely.

Within the sect, within the three-colored dream lotus, there is no known place for chaos.

A nameless force protected Zhuang Zhoumeng's entire body, including his soul.

Although Zhuang Zhoumeng wanted to, his strength could be blessed by the sect to the point that he didn't dare to imagine, but that would be of no use to Zhuang Zhoumeng, but would make Zhuang Zhoumeng lose himself.

Therefore, Zhuang Zhoumeng only asked the photo to transfer his strength to the Yuan Shen first, after all, he had already realized the true domain of the Dao, if it wasn't for the lack of dream power, Zhuang Zhoumeng could now be promoted to the Yuan Shen, so the Yuan Shen is the most appropriate for the time being.

Zhuang Zhoumeng slowly mobilized the power given by the sect, and a lifelike lotus flower behind him slowly bloomed, and the realm stretched out and began to continue to extend.

100 meters, 500 meters, 100 meters, 50,000 meters, 10,000 meters, 100,000 meters.

100,000 meters, that is, 100 kilometers.

Within a radius of 100 kilometers, everything was mastered by Zhuang Zhoumeng.

As soon as Zhuang Zhoumeng stretched out his hand, and then pressed down, the surrounding chaotic aura swirled on it, and a monstrous hand suddenly appeared, suddenly suppressed into the dream world.

Boom, that monstrous raised hand shook three times, and then shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Zhuang Zhoumeng frowned, although that palm, because it was not Zhuang Zhoumeng's strength, at least seventy percent of the waste was not brought into play, but this was already the limit that Zhuang Zhoumeng could control, no matter how high it was, Zhuang Zhoumeng would not be able to control the weight of his strength.