The originator of the Tower of God Refining actually took refuge in the Temple of Nature?

Xiao Chen's heart beat violently, and he secretly put his hand close to his waist, where a pistol was pinned. However, at this time, Master Kona seemed to notice his movements, he had a smile on his face, but his eyes glowed with a violent white light, and a spiritual shock formed a roaring dragon and rushed into Xiao Chen's mind.

Xiao Chen's own head felt as if it had been pierced by a scorching spear. The Heart of Fear magic he had prepared was struck by the white dragon and instantly turned into nothingness. The giant dragon opened its mouth, and countless white balls of fire rushed towards Xiao Chen's consciousness, his consciousness was like a drum face, with countless drumsticks beating on his every wisp of thought. Any one of these blows can be a splitting headache. Under these successive collisions, his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

At that moment, Xiao Chen felt that he had fallen into the boundless whiteness and was about to die, but his consistent fighting spirit allowed him to retain a trace of clarity.

Meditation world, yes, as long as you hide in the meditation world, you may be able to avoid this blow. His main consciousness was entangled by the dragon, and he could only divide half of his consciousness and escape into the meditation world.

His figure landed on the sand of the island and fell to one knee. The body, which represented his consciousness, was actually painful and bloody, and fine beads of blood seeped out of every pore of his skin, pooling into streams of blood, dripping down his limbs and falling on the sand.

He looked up, and a dense thunderclap sounded in the air, as if a giant from outside the sky was constantly knocking on the barrier of this world.

Is this the power of the Great Magician?

Xiao Chen's heart was filled with a sense of helplessness. With just one blow, the opponent didn't even have room to fight back, so he could only hide in the eggshell of the meditation world. If it weren't for the fact that he had some understanding of distraction before, I am afraid he would not even have a chance to escape.

The sound outside the meditation world became more and more intense, Xiao Chen couldn't sense what was happening outside at all, and he knew that the trace of consciousness he had left in the outside world was probably unconscious or dissipated.

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder, and between the surging clouds, a huge whirlpool was formed, and white thunder flashed faintly in the whirlpool. Xiao Chen looked at it from the ground, the whirlpool occupied most of his field of vision, and people looked extremely small under the power of heaven and earth.

Xiao Chen didn't want to sit still, he gritted his teeth, and the beach houses on the island, mountains, rocks, grass and trees rose into the air, intertwined and accumulated, forming a stout giant four or five stories high with a shield. The giant stood in his way, and the sand melted into its body, making it taller and more solid.

Just as the giant was growing, a dragon groan was heard in the whirlpool. The white dragon broke through the barriers of the meditation world and rushed out of the vortex in the sky. He was enveloped in clouds and thunder and lightning, and his voice was terrifying. The giant in front of Xiao Chen was like a turtle in front of the python at this time. The giant dragon circled and churned in the air, but its bronze bell-like eyes stared intently at the giant on the ground and Xiao Chen behind it.

Finally, it opened its mouth and spat out a white flame. The giant knelt on one knee and used his shield to block the burning of the flames, but even so, Xiao Chen still felt the temperature around him rise sharply. He didn't know what temperature meant in the meditation world, but he had no doubt that if he was struck by the white fire, he would probably turn to ashes.

The giant was burned by white fire, and if it were in the real world, such a giant made of rocks would probably be burned to a mess of glass. But in the spirit world, the giant was burned smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a pile of rubble slightly higher than Xiao Chen. However, the white dragon on the opposite side also consumed its own energy in the attack, shrinking into a small dragon that was more than two meters long.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the ground, and the sand on the ground gathered in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a five-six-type rifle. He took advantage of the white dragon to open his mouth to him again, raised his gun and fired. The five and a half bullets were endless, and Xiao Chen flew into the air as he shot, dodging the white dragon's protruding light bullets.

This dragon fought between the sky and the sea for a long time, and finally the white dragon exhausted its own energy, turned into a small white light cluster, and flew towards Xiao Chen's body. Xiao Chen tried his best to dodge, but this light was as if he had wisdom, followed Xiao Chen through an arc, caught up with him, and then instantly submerged into his body.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and opened his eyes suddenly, realizing that he was still sitting opposite Master Kona. Master Kona's body shape did not change at all from just now, as if the previous spiritual attack was Xiao Chen's own hallucination.

Xiao Chen touched his waist with one hand, but found that the 54-style pistol was missing.

"Are you looking for this?" Master Kona raised his hand from under the coffee table, holding the gun in his hand, "It's an interesting weapon, but it takes a chance to make a difference." ”

He put the pistol on the coffee table and reached out to signal Xiao Chen to take it back.

Xiao Chen didn't move, he checked his divine sense, and it didn't seem to have received any damage, but the battle just now was so real, was it really an illusion?

"That fight was real. Master Kona said, "You have just proven yourself worthy to appear in this world on behalf of the Tower of Dreams. Although the Sage of Gomez has cooperated with the Temple of Nature, no one wants the Tower of Dreams to reappear on earth more than him. ”

"Now that you have passed the exam, you will be a member of the Kingdom Magic Association in the future. Although the Magical Guild is held by a bunch of short-sighted fools, people who are smart enough can always find their chance. Master Kona stood up and said to him as he walked outside the door, "Your meditation space has been restored by the White Dragon, and what is left there should be regarded as a gift from our tribe to the main lineage." ”

Xiao Chen didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Master Kona closed the door, and he reached for the pistol, only to find that his arm couldn't help but tremble.

He couldn't help but feel scared of his carelessness, but if Master Van Kona had a little real malice towards him, or if he didn't pass that test, then he would probably be dead and had no place to be buried, right?

Putting away the gun, he lay down in his chair to calm down, and then went into a meditative state.

Xiao Chen stood on the beach in front of the house and looked around, the traces of the previous fierce fight had long since disappeared. The meditation space is still the same as before, with all the beaches, houses and rocks remaining the same. Only now, not far from his house on the beach, a white stone monument more than one person high has been erected. On the ground in front of the stele, there was also a silver egg. Xiao Chen walked towards the stone tablet and the egg. As soon as he walked up to the egg, the shell snapped and shattered, and out of it swam a small silver dragon, which was exactly the same dragon that had fought him to the death. The little dragon flew into the air, circled around him merrily a few times, and then wrapped affectionately around his arm.

Is this a friend or foe? Xiao Chen suddenly felt a sense of intimacy with the first living creature in his meditation world. He let the little dragon wrap around his arm and continued to walk to the stone tablet.

The stele reads: The twenty-first level of the password.