284, Racial Talent [Dream Weaving]
The advancement of the race is naturally not just explained by the explosion of adaptability and mental power.
And the sleepy beast, that is, the ability of the Dream God Clan.
It is also his unique ability, which he has already noticed in his mind after completing the corresponding advancement.
Yuan Bei walked to the window, under the effect of adaptability, the night at this time could not hinder him, although his eyes were not as clear as during the day, but it was only a difference covered with a black veil.
The night camp was as quiet as a clearing patch, and the wilted branches in the distance were strangely shaped, looking like endless bones looking at the sky in the dark.
Yuan Bei originally had some uncomfortable feelings because of the life energy, but he looked over at this time...... Well, it's like going back to your own home, super comfortable!
That's not the point, though.
Yuan Bei's heart moved, and his eyes suddenly turned into a turbid and chaotic color, and the chaotic lines were tangled in it, which was the form of the Dream God.
He looked up at the window.
Suddenly, in the originally quiet night sky, something in the shape of a ball suddenly appeared, and some pictures were faintly playing, not clear to see, and there was no sound, like a silent movie.
Yuan Bei glanced at it, and finally put it in a dream of moderate size.
This should be a fourth-order student.
The eyes must be staring at one of the pictures for a moment.
Suddenly.
The chaotic lines in his eyes began to twist wildly, countless black lines entangled, as if they were doing some meaningless graffiti.
Then, at a certain moment, Yuan Bei's body did not move, but his spirit seemed to be shuttling through a colorful tunnel, the surroundings were hazy and blurred, and at the end of the endless, there were old dreams of desire.
The next moment.
Yuan Bei appeared, raised his eyes, and saw that the surrounding environment was no different from the training camp, only some subtle differences caused by memory bias, and a group of people were gathered in front of the training camp at this time.
When he looked at the past, Yuan Bei's face was a little strange: "Did you actually have a dream this afternoon?"
He suddenly saw another "self".
At this time, the dream has developed to the end of the matter, and the phantom of the Blood Spear King has appeared.
Then something happened that Yuan Bei didn't expect, the sea of blood rose and fell under the blow of the Blood Spear King, and "he" was instantly torn apart in that attack, and he couldn't die anymore!
Yuan Bei:
What's going on with this little brother
It killed me in my dreams
However, he did not modify the dream for the time being, but looked at it with interest.
"Damn it!"
"All of you are going to go to my son's funeral!"
Then I saw that the Blood Spear King seemed to have lost his mind and gone crazy in his dream, and suddenly there was a loud roar, and the sea of blood in the sky fell down like Mount Tai pressing down.
"It's so weak. ”
Yuan Bei stood aside, as if in another dimension, from the perspective of a bystander.
It's just that the oppressive force is not strong, at best, it is only the oppression of the grandmaster, and it is not as terrifying as the oppressive force when Jia Zhi is full of his strength.
However, in dreams, these oppressive forces are also based on what the owner of the dream sees.
"Well, this should be a college student with little knowledge. ”
Yuan Bei instantly came to a conclusion.
The grandmaster's oppressive power is a hair
He really faced the oppression of the king today, even if it was just an illusory shadow, it was not at all comparable to the grandmaster, and there were completely two levels between the two.
The dream continued.
At the moment when everyone was screaming and crying, suddenly a cold snort came.
"Humph!"
The sound was like thunder, and the sea of blood in the air actually stopped, and I saw a plain-looking man standing up from the crowd.
"It's ridiculous that the king dares to ask me to accompany the funeral!"
The Blood Spear King's frightened and angry voice came from the sea of blood: "Who are you!"
"Blood Spear King, you know this card!"
As he spoke, the man suddenly pulled out a sign of pure black color.
"This ......"
The Blood Spear King's voice was stunned, and he even became a little trembling: "This ...... You're twelve, dragon king!"
This is where the students around begin.
"Dragon King!"
"What, he's the Dragon King!"
"How can it be that the Dragon King, as one of the twelve songs, has always been mysterious, how can he appear here!"
"Is the Dragon King so young!"
"What a blessing it is for me to be in the same training camp as the Dragon King!"
"See the Dragon King!"
A man suddenly shouted that he was kneeling, and when he saw the setting, he was an old licking dog, and he might have a grudge against the owner of the dream......
Bang Bang Bang!
Immediately, there was a series of kneeling sounds.
Bu Fan, the owner of the dream, had no change in his face at this time, as if he hadn't seen it, and shouted coldly towards the sea of blood in the sky:
"If you know this card, you can't come and kneel!"
"Then Yuan Bei will kill him, and this seat doesn't want to interfere, he is to blame, if you don't make a move, I will also let him die on the spot!"
"But if you dare to commit a crime, if you don't give this seat a satisfactory answer today, you will die without a place to bury!"
Yuan Bei: ......
Brother really dares to think!
It's really a dream......
But then again, I have a grudge against you, what's the matter, I don't forget to step on it again if I kill you in this dream
I think about it day and night and dream about it!
The dream continued.
I saw that the sea of blood suddenly contracted, turned into a phantom, and with a look of sincere fear, he arrived in front of the man in an instant, and his body trembled and was about to kneel.
Yuan Bei couldn't stand it anymore, and the silk threads in his eyes were twisted and disordered, and they began to affect the dream.
Little brother, from this moment on, your dreams ...... It's mine!
This will give you a glimpse of what dimensionality reduction strike is!
Under Yuan Bei's manipulation, the Blood Spear King, whose original grandmaster-level momentum had been completely withdrawn, suddenly increased the aura of his body!
First Order!
Second!
Fifth Order!
Master!
Thundered!
The sky in the dream is full of blood!
King!
This time, the aura was completely based on what Yuan Bei himself saw, and unfortunately, he had a personal experience of the momentum of the Blood Spear King that day!
Compared to the momentum that spreads to the students' bodies after its convergence, I don't know how much stronger!
It's just one day and one underground!
Poof!
The "Dragon King" knelt directly under this momentum beyond what he had seen!
Bu Fan:
What's going on, how did I get on my knees
This script is wrong!
Isn't that my dream
There must be something wrong, I am invincible in my dream!
Bu Fan knelt on the ground and shouted:
"Damn it!"
"Blood Spear King, you still don't accept your momentum!"
"I am one of the twelve beasts, the dragon head king, are you not afraid of my wrath!"
But the Blood Spear King was not as sincere and frightened as he imagined, but sneered: "Ridiculous!"
Then.
With a wave of his big hand, the sea of blood turned into a spear and came in an instant, directly killing Bu Fan on the spot!
Among them, the moves have some hints of Chen Hao.
......
At the same time.
Somewhere in the boot camp.
"Poof!"
Bu Fan woke up suddenly, clutching his chest, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, his face was gloomy, and there was some incomprehension.
What the hell is going on
He was really beaten and seriously injured at this time!
"Bu Fan!"
"What's going on with Bu Fan"
"It can't be a practice injury, right?"
"Heal quickly!"
Not to mention the mess in the dorm here.
At this time, Yuan Bei's face was extremely pale and bloodless, and there were bursts of pain like pins and needles in his mind, and the whole person seemed to fall to the ground at any time!
It's the whole mental power that is overdrawn!
After a long pause, he took a breath and smiled bitterly: "It's so dangerous!"
"The momentum of the king, even if it's just a phantom, it's not something I can weave at will. ”
Just a dozen or so breaths of effort had already squeezed his whole person dry.
If it weren't for the surge in mental power, before the change, I'm afraid Yuan Bei would have been brain dead at this time!
However, this also reminded Yuan Bei that this ability is powerful, but it also needs to be done within his ability.
He needs to grasp the degree.