That's right.

The time in the dream is always so difficult, and I don't know how many days later, the monks in the dream will have a movement.

Those who used force to attack the formation, some built large-scale construction, and some sacrificed weapons to kill indiscriminately, and for a time the blood was all over the sky, and the stumps were scattered.

In the past few days, they have been chased around by Jing Tiao, and the two Yang Zhao sisters and brothers are now in a place under water, and they dare not take the lead when they see the fight outside.

"Sister, it's your birthday."

"February 28, National Day?"

"10/1/49."

……

The two of them are babbling and asking each other about each other, testing their memories.

"What year was the war?"

Yang Yun, who was asked, was stunned, frowned and thought for a while, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

"I forgot."

He forgot that he, a student of history, had actually forgotten about this thing after his memory had increased significantly.

"It seems that this dream is not easy to mix."

Yang Zhao patted Yang Yun's shoulder, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, it should be temporary, just wait for us to get out."

As he spoke, Yang Zhao carried Yang Yun and rushed out of the water.

"It's like a dog's skin plaster!"

In mid-air, four monks of various shapes stood up with swords and swords, and surrounded them from all sides.

As soon as he saw this, Yang Zhao let go of his hand that was holding Yang Yun, and rushed over with a horse lance in both hands to grab the thorn that occupied half of the sky.

Yang Yun below skillfully rolled to the ground, a huge one-horned white jade lion rose in the wind, and his limbs pressed down to give birth to a whirlwind, and with a roar that shook the sky, the lion rushed in front of Yang Zhao.

Two towering axes slashed at a mottled giant shield, and the two giant claws tore apart the thorns in the sky, and then the whole lion quickly became smaller.

Yang Zhao followed, knocked open all kinds of magic weapons that came from behind, scooped up the smaller Yang Yun and drilled out of the gap, and disappeared in the air with a shock of his wings.

The sister and brother have fled many times in the past few days, and they have already had the same heart, and their cooperation is not leaky.

Seeing this, the besieging monks stomped their feet one after another.

"Let them run again!"

"That lion is really brave, if it is the Jindan monk who controls him, I'm afraid we are not his generals!"

"The speed of the winged tiger is too fast for our current body to catch up."

"If I go out of this world, there are means to stop them, and today I am unlucky to be trapped in this world, and a thousand means are useless!"

Listening to the whispered complaints of his companions, Brother Thorn comforted him softly.

"It's alright! That kid's cultivation is pitifully low, if we force him to show up a few more times in the next few days, he will not be able to persist in being assimilated by that body, and at that time, whether it will be killed or scraped, won't it be up to us?"

"I'm afraid that after he is assimilated, we won't have enough time to break the formation."

Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw a hint of anxiety in each other's eyes.

"Chase!"

Immediately, they were gone in the air.

At this time, Yang Zhao and Yang Yun had already hid in a city.

Most of the city has been demolished, and the debris has been piled up outside the city, and the whole land is like a lake with a gentle breeze, rippling layer by layer.

In addition to the dried corpses wandering around the city, there are all kinds of monks who are trying to break the formation.

"Sister, who keeps chasing us, what are you doing? I'm familiar with this thing, but he can guarantee that he knows what it is, and then he can break it?"

The pursuit and killing in the past few days made Yang Yun feel very aggrieved, and there was nowhere to vomit the bitter water in his cavity.

"There are so many monks in the dream, there are always people who are more familiar with this formation than me, why are they chasing after the two of us."

"Bullying the soft and fearing the hard."

The two of them stepped on the turbulent ground, and their eyes were focused on the group of people who broke the formation.

"Those people don't cultivate

Gao, at best, in the late stage of Jindan, they neither dare to break the formation by themselves, nor do they want to become cannon fodder in the hands of others."

"These people want to take a shortcut, dig up some news from you, go to other high-ranking monks to get a name, and find some status for themselves."

"It's okay, it's just a clown."

said so, but Yang Zhao's heart was full of clouds, if it weren't for Yang Yun by her side, she would have wanted to burst into rude words.

Originally, the sister and brother came here to watch the excitement and gain knowledge.

For what benefits and treasures, the two of them didn't have anything else in mind, just look at the Fengnan monk, and know what to fight with others with Yang Zhao's Jindan period of cultivation?

Take your life?

As soon as they entered the sea, the two siblings had always been far away from the center, and they never wanted to move forward.

Who knew that this dream did not follow the rules, and it covered everyone at once, catching Yang Zhao off guard.

The reason why Yang Zhao took Yang Yun around in the past few days was not only to avoid pursuit, but also to observe the progress of breaking formations everywhere.

As a result, after observing in the past few days, there has been no special progress, whether it is a trick or a wit.

In some places, some monks even moved the entire mountain, leaving only the nodes of the formation, and then slaughtered the bodies of monks who had recovered their flesh and blood, using these hunted bones as a formation, trying to break the formation with the formation.

But even so, this array should not be broken or broken.

A nameless fire spread throughout the Divine Dream, scorching every monk here.

Yang Zhao took Yang Yun out of the city and flew into the distance, looking for a rare place.

As the fire burns brighter and brighter, sooner or later these monks will become ants on the hot pot, devouring and biting others.

And Yang Zhao didn't want to get contaminated with these.

But things always went out of their way beyond expectations, and just as she was fleeing with Yang Yun in all directions, there were more than a dozen groups of monks forming an alliance.

In the end, these monks attacked everywhere and gathered most of the monks in the dream together, and began the most stupid method of breaking the formation.

Demolition.

They controlled the monks who were still alive, using their flesh as shovels, and began to dig in their dreams.

For a while, all kinds of strange species appeared, filling the various formation nodes of the entire divine dream.

When the formation crosses the city, the whole city is leveled.

When the formation crossed the mountain, the entire mountain was moved.

If the formation crosses the river, it will cut off the water source of the entire river.

All the monks sweated profusely to intercept the river and move the mountain, and actually suppressed the smell of blood that permeated the gods.

Yang Zhao and Yang Yun were naturally not spared, and they were all picked up and slipped out of the mountain col to participate in this large-scale demolition activity that was rare in the cultivation realm.

"Sister, don't say anything else, this demolition cultivator really has a hand."

Yang Yun carried two big axes to split the mountain, and if the gravel and soil blocks heaved out were piled aside, they would be clawed by the four-winged divine tiger dozens of meters high, and the demolition garbage would be pulled thousands of kilometers away.

Yang Zhao was waving his claws to dig his own, and at the same time helping Yang Yun with a claw.

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