Since Li Qiang's internal injuries outside the Soviet branch also appeared in reality, he no longer thinks that "Fantasy" is just a simple game.

Li Qiang didn't tell anyone about the injury, and he couldn't tell what was wrong with it. I just think that if he dies here, he will really die.

"You kid does have a bit of tenacity, I want to see if you can eat me a few more swords!" Bai Yunzi's tone was annoyed, and he had been entangled with an adventurer monk who had only entered "Fantasy" for more than two months, and he hadn't won it yet, which made him a little angry.

Another sword slashed, and Li Qiang tried his best to block it with the Dragon Sword. But after the true yuan was exhausted, there was no way to resist Bai Yunzi's strong true qi, his body lost his strength, his legs were weak, and he fell down on his side in a dejected manner, smashing heavily on the blue brick and stone slab under him.

I might ...... I'm really going to die.

Li Qiang thought, he glanced sideways in the direction of the palace, Shuntianmen was in his sight, and the palace tower in the distance was majestic and magnificent.

Nearby on the ground were stains of his blood, and a slender object that sparkled in the sunlight.

Li Qiang saw that thing clearly, it was the silver needle left by the master, and it should have fallen out when he fell.

But the silver needle was stuffed into his ears in reality.

It turns out that these two worlds are connected......

The silver needle is clearly an object left by the master in reality, but it also fell out in "Dream", and now it is on the blue brick and stone slab in front of Li Qiang's eyes, wrapped in Li Qiang's blood.

The blood on the needle trembled gently like a boil, and there was a faint puff of smoke.

Master said in the letter that this silver needle is very useful. But what is the use, Li Qiang doesn't know.

Li Qiang looked at the silver needle and thought to himself, maybe he would never know.

Bai Yunzi looked at Li Qiang who fell to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief: "It is said that you have such cultivation at a young age, and your future will definitely be limitless." It's a pity that I can't leave you in the world today. ”

Bai Yunzi had long known that Li Qiang's true qi had been exhausted, and it was entirely based on a belief that he had been able to survive until now. He walked in front of Li Qiang in a few steps, and the giant sword was raised, ready to give Li Qiang the final blow.

What Bai Yunzi said and did, Li Qiang didn't know anymore, all his attention was on the silver needle in front of him.

What good will it be......

Could it be a hidden weapon? This silver needle is poisonous, and if it is pierced at the enemy, it will kill you on the spot?

But it's not like it, but I pricked his finger with him at the beginning, and not only broke the skin, but also bleed. If it was poisonous, he would have died a long time ago.

Or is it a magic weapon?

Li Qiang searched for his memory, and there didn't seem to be any silver needles used by immortals and magic weapons.

It can't be a weapon, right?

It's so thin, it's so short, if only it were longer......

It would be nice if it was longer, Li Qiang just thought about it, and the silver needle seemed to hear Li Qiang's heart, and jumped twice on the green brick, and it grew a little longer. Originally, this silver needle was only an inch and a half long, no different from an embroidery needle, but now it is the length of the index finger, and the thickness is also larger.

Don't......

Li Qiang's eyes lit up, and he continued to read in his heart, can it be bigger?

The silver needle jumped twice more and became a pen-sized rod, with gold hoop patterns at both ends of the stick.

I know what it is!

I know what it is!!

I know what it is!!

Li Qiang roared in his heart, and a sudden burst of strength burst out in his body, and he reached out to take the stick. As soon as the arm passed, the stick jumped into Li Qiang's palm.

The Baiyunzi giant sword had already stabbed Li Qiang in the chest, and Li Qiang shouted in his heart: Bigger, bigger, bigger!

Three calls, the stick instantly became a zhang long, and the mouth of the bowl was thick. Li Qiang held it in his hand, did not feel heavy at all, his heart moved at will, and he slammed the stick to his chest with all his might, wanting to knock away the giant sword that Bai Yunzi was about to pierce into his body.

The tip of Bai Yunzi's sword had already pierced the last piece of rag covering Li Qiang's chest. Li Qiang swung his stick, and the Baiyunzi giant sword was shaken out of his hand, and it was broken into two in the air!

Bai Yunzi's hands were numb, he looked at the broken sword, and exclaimed, "What!?"

Why did an iron rod appear in Li Qiang's hand for no reason? That iron rod seemed to have great magical powers, and it shattered his immortal giant sword with one blow!

knocked Bai Yunzi's giant sword flying, Li Qiang jumped up, smashed at Bai Yunzi with a stick, and roared angrily: "Since there are so many sentient beings, then you should die!"

Li Qiang's roar made Bai Yunzi frightened and inexplicable, just now he obviously had no power to fight back, why did he have an extra magic weapon in his hand, and he still had such momentum?

Bai Yunzi's instinctive true qi poured into his hands, relying on his own cultivation to be profound, and his true yuan had not been exhausted, so he wanted to take this baton with both hands. But as soon as the palm and the stick touched, he knew that something was wrong, and shouted: "Not good!"

This iron rod was wielded freely in Li Qiang's hands, and it didn't seem to have much weight, but in Bai Yunzi's hands, it weighed as much as 10,000 catties. The blue brick and stone slab under Bai Yunzi's feet broke in response to the sound, and his feet sank deep into the ground. Both palms could not support the weight of the stick, and the muscles and bones were broken. The iron rod slammed into Bai Yunzi's shoulder.

"Poof"

Bai Yunzi spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, the two were too close, and Li Qiang's face was full of blood spots. A white smoke rose from the back of Baiyunzi's head and flew straight out of the clouds.

Under the stick, Bai Yunzi's lifelong cultivation was abolished, and the meridians of his whole body were broken. The boss with his eyes open, pointed to Li Qiang, who was covered with blood all over his body, and wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word. His body fell backwards, his feet still deep in the masonry.

Bai Yunzi died.

Li Qiang checked his snort and pulse, and he was really dead.

Li Qiang killed Bai Yunzi, a disciple of Bodhi Patriarch!

Without the threat of a life-and-death enemy, Li Qiang unloaded in one breath and collapsed on the ground. He rubbed the iron rod in his hand, and the breath of his heart went from his palm to his heart, as if his heart was connected.

Could it be that it is soaked in its own blood?

Li Qiang was not sure, but he couldn't find a better explanation.

For more than two months, there are really too many things that cannot be explained.

"Dream" and the real world are connected, the injury he suffered in "Dream" appeared in the real world, and the silver needle given by the master also appeared in "Dream".

This world is full of immortals, Yuan Tiangang is real, Tang Seng is real, Mangtong descended outside the Su branch, and there was a disciple of Fangcun Mountain outside the palace. So is Patriarch Bodhi real, and Monkey King is also true?

In just two months, he has been assassinated twice, both times without logic. At the beginning, the affairs of Luo Daoren had not been clarified, but today there is another white cloud, and his ability and origin are greater than the previous ones. Is there a relationship between these two people? Will there be a third time?

It's a pity that Luo Daoren ran away, Bai Yunzi died without proof, and he had no answer to his fantasies.

The silver needle left by the master can become bigger and smaller, very similar to the golden hoop rod of Monkey King, will it be a golden hoop stick? If it is a golden hoop stick, then what is in the hands of Monkey King?

Don't...... I'm Monkey King?

Li Qiang's thought startled him, and then he denied himself, impossible, he is not the reincarnation of a stone monkey, he has not made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and he is not under the Five Elements Mountain.

Li Qiang glanced at the corpse of Bai Yunzi beside him again, and the big eyes that were not dazzling made Li Qiang very uncomfortable, and he reached over and closed it.

People began to appear on the streets, as if they all knew that something bad was going on here, or they took a detour to avoid it, or stopped to talk, but no one dared to come forward.

In the battle just now, Li Qiang was already extremely tired, and he rested for a while, feeling a little better. Look at the sky, the time has arrived, and everyone should have arrived in the square outside the Shuncheon Gate. I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor and the Crown Prince are not here today.

Now that he looks like this, he can't compare to the race, but he has to go over and give His Majesty an explanation.

Li Qiang put away the silver needle, searched Bai Yunzi's corpse up and down, and found a book in Bai Yunzi's arms, like a newly recorded manuscript, with "Dapin Tianxian Jue" written on the book cover. Listening to the name is like some kind of magic exercise, so I put it away.

He struggled to stand up, cut off Bai Yunzi's head with the Dragon Sword, knocked off his hair crown, and carried the head in a bun, staggering towards Shuntianmen step by step. The blood on the skull had not dried, and it was dripping with juice and blood all the way.

Li Qiang walked a few hundred steps and was stopped by the guards in front of the doorway. His mind was dizzy, and he couldn't hear what the guards were saying to him, but he saw a tall man with a Chinese face and a giant sword coming from afar.

He seems to be called Wang Changsuo, Li Qiang remembered the man's name, and his eyes suddenly went dark and he fainted.