Nightmare looked at the dream space that had changed greatly in the blink of an eye, and asked suspiciously, "Dao Master, what is this for?"

Li Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he should be able to succeed, and responded casually: "The Demon Suppression Tower is naturally used to suppress demons. ”

Nightmare felt a void in his heart, the Dao Lord wouldn't want to lock me up in this tower, right? But this is the dream world, and it can't lock me up! Could it be that the Dao Lord is stupid?! Immediately lowered his head and said heavily: "Don't worry, Dao Master, I must have thought about it in the Demon Suppression Tower." ”

Li Ping'an glanced at him, flew up, levitated in front of the Demon Suppression Tower with his hands behind his back, and said: "In the future, this dream world will be maintained by you, and each layer of the Demon Suppression Tower is a world, and the abyss demon god, the void evil god, or the angel will be locked up in the future." ”

Hiss~ Nightmare's eyes widened, the Abyss Demon God, Angel, Dao Lord actually planned to suppress the Abyss Demon God and Angel! A thought welled up in his heart, it seems that the Dao Lord will be cold in ten thousand years, and this space will be mine in the future~

Li Ping'an looked at the nightmare suspiciously, always feeling that he was thinking about some bad thoughts.

Nightmare stretched out his tentacle-like hand, slammed his chest and exclaimed, "Dao Master, don't worry! I will definitely protect this space." ”

Li Ping'an nodded, and his figure faded and disappeared.

In the Sanqingguan room, Li Ping'an walked out of the void, opened the door with a creak and walked out.

In the courtyard outside, Qingxue happened to pass by with a chessboard, stopped and asked curiously, "Master, where is that nightmare?"

Li Ping'an replied with a smile: "I was suppressed by the teacher, are you going to play chess?"

Qingxue smiled and said, "Yes, does Master want to come along?"

"It's okay!" Li Ping'an and Qingxue talked and laughed and walked outside.

On the Tianyuan plane, first the nightmare descended and all beings fell into a dream, and then the angel clan descended from the sky and started a great war with the dream demon clan, killing all the dream demons, and the whole world was in shambles after the war.

After a month, the world was initially rebuilt, and a magnificent temple was built above the white clouds, inhabited by the angelic clan, and no one was allowed to step into the clouds without being summoned, including the native gods.

There are holy halls in the newly built cities on the mainland, and both ordinary people and cultivators must enter the holy halls every day and kneel under the statue of the great Lord of the Morning Dawn to pray, and the sound of prayer and praise echoes on the continent day and night.

A middle-aged man in gold armor stood in front of a temple in the middle of a mountain range, and a statue of an angel stood in the center of the hall.

A figure dressed in the white robe of the bishop walked out from the side and shouted happily, "Father!"

Standing next to the middle-aged man was none other than Wyatt.

Wyatt stood beside the middle-aged man, looked at the mountains in the distance, and said with a smile: "Father, the Great Tribulation is gone, why don't you take off your armor? ”

The middle-aged man said leisurely: "The enemy has always been there. ”

The smile on Wyatt's face disappeared, and he said coldly, "Father, what great enemy is still there? Why can't I understand what you mean? Haven't the Dream Demon Clan been killed?"

"Rather than become a slave to the Templar faith, I would rather all beings in the world sink in the dreams of the Dream Demon. The middle-aged man's eyes were full of sadness.

Wyatt said indifferently, "Father, do you know what you're talking about? Aren't you having a good time now? There are no wars, no strife, no need to worry about foreign invasions, you just need to pray every day to live a peaceful life, and all this is thanks to the great Lord of the Morning Sun."

If you still have this kind of heretical thought in your heart, then don't blame me for killing my relatives in righteousness. ”

Wyatt flicked his sleeves and walked off into the distance with a cold snort.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the statue in the middle of the main hall, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he muttered, "Wyatt! Now you are no longer you!"

Tens of thousands of miles below the mountain, there was a brand-new shrine, and a god venerable of the native world sat on either side.

A flash of light flashed on the main seat, and a middle-aged god wearing golden divine armor appeared on the main seat.

The Divine Venerables on both sides all stood up, and Ali bowed and said in unison, "See His Majesty the Milton God of War." ”

The middle-aged man pressed his hand and said, "Now that the world is in crisis, there is no need for these false courtesies, please take a seat." ”

Everyone straightened up and sat back in their seats.

Milton said sadly: "My child has changed, and his will is no longer his. He looked around at everyone and said, "But what he said is right, the Dawn God Department is very strong, it is a powerful backer, if anyone is willing to surrender, they can leave." ”

Everyone was silent.

An old magician in a gray robe said: "Your Majesty doesn't need to say any more, we are here to discuss a way to fight against the Dawn God System. ”

The rest of them nodded firmly.

Milton was satisfied, "Good!"

A young sword god said blankly, "But how can we fight against the Dawn God System? ”

Milton said indifferently: "Then borrow external forces!"

The old magician looked up and said, "Borrow whom?"

Milton suddenly asked: "I had a strange dream in the dream demon dream, I am not afraid of your jokes, in the first part of the dream I broke through to the main god realm, and dominate our world invincible. ”

Old Magic laughed and said, "I also dreamed of breaking through to the main god realm and going to the Eternal Continent. ”

The rest of the people also smiled, remembering their glory in the dream, and couldn't help but sigh, I really don't want to wake up!

Old Magic continued to shake his head and said, "But I was stopped by a man in strange clothes, who wouldn't let me go to the Eternal Continent, so I fought him. ”

Milton said, "When I became the Lord God, I got into a fight with a strangely dressed man. ”

The young swordsman suddenly said, "Me too, I also fought with someone. ”

A dragon with a dragon head said, "I dreamed that I was fighting a strangely dressed dragon slayer. ”

"Me too~"

"Me too~"

"Me too~"

......

The rest of the people talked one after another, and the last one looked at each other, as if everyone's dream was the same in the end.

Milton said solemnly: "The final dream may not be false, but real, and in the end, we may really fight with an adult above the main god, and finally be defeated, and the dream world of the dream demon will be shattered, and we will also wake up."

It wasn't so much the angels who saved us, but the great being who defeated the nightmare. ”

Everyone's eyes widened with a hint of disbelief in their eyes, was this the truth?

A middle-aged man in a green robe frowned and said, "What if he is with the Angel Clan?"

Milton said, "I vaguely heard his name in my dreams, Dao Master!"

"What?"

"Dao Master?"

"It's actually the Dao Master?"

......

The gods below let out a cry of exclamation.

Milton said, "Doesn't that sound familiar?"

After the battle between the angel and the nightmare, a golden pillar of light fell from the sky and smashed into the mountains, a loud bang shook the world, and an eight-winged angel flew out of the golden pillar of light, and the eight-winged angel roared angrily: Dao Lord!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was in a trance for a moment, and immediately said excitedly: "I remembered, it's the Dao Master!"

"I remembered, too!"

"I remembered, too!"

......

Under Milton's reminder, each of the Divine Venerables let out a sudden exclamation, and a vague figure appeared in his mind.

Milton pointed his hand forward, and a huge cyan divine stone flew out, suspended in midair, and the cyan divine stone twisted to form a figure in a robe, with hair bound and shawl, holding a long sword, and his face blurred.

Milton withdrew his hand and said, "This is the only memory I have of the Dao Master. ”

The gray-robed old dean closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes and said, "I remember that there is a pattern on both sides of the sleeves of the Dao Master, and I also remember the eyes of the Dao Lord very clearly. ”

Stretching out his hand and pointing at the stone statue, a pair of Taiji diagrams appeared on both sides of the sleeves of the stone statue, and the eyes appeared, peaceful and natural.

The young swordsman opened his eyes and said, "I remember that the Dao Master's mouth should be like this. ”

Qiang ~ A sword roared, stone chips flew, and a slightly raised corner of the mouth appeared, as if looking at everyone with a smile.

The middle-aged man in the green robe shook his head and said, "The hair is wrong, the Dao Master is wearing a peculiar decoration on his head, like a small hat. Pointing his finger at the stone statue, the hair bound on the stone statue suddenly changed, and a crystal hair crown was worn on the head, and a Taiji diagram was printed in the middle of the hair crown.

One after another, the gods struck out one after another, recalling the blurred picture in the dream with all their might, and making changes and adjustments to the stone statue. When the last god stopped, the stone statue suspended in the air had a clear face and a natural expression, which was eight points similar to Li Ping'an.

Milton stood up abruptly and said excitedly: "That's right, Dao Master, this is Dao Master!"

The rest of the Divine Venerables also stood up and looked at the statue in the center with excited expressions, this was their only hope now.

Milton flew down, and the idol flew upwards, and sat on the throne with a bang, looking at the people below, like a supreme emperor.

The rest of the gods all got up and walked up behind Milton and looked up at the statue.

Milton slammed his knees on the ground and exclaimed excitedly: "The Great Dao Lord is above, your believer, the lowly god Milton, begged you, please save our world!"

The rest of the Divine Venerables also knelt on the ground and shouted excitedly, "Great Dao Lord is above, you humble believer......"

In the temple above the clouds, Cherie suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes turned pure white, and the dense power of faith in her vision converged towards the temple, although compared to the vast world, these faith powers are not much, but it is also a good start, and over time, the belief in the main god of the dawn can spread throughout the world, carved into their souls, and believe in the main god of the dawn for generations.

But in Cherry's gaze, dozens of faith powers surpassed the temple and disappeared from the world.

Cherry's voice echoed through the temple: "Noki!"

A four-winged angel walked in from outside the temple, and unlike the delicate appearance of ordinary angels, this four-winged angel was muscular and had a fierce face.

Noki crossed his hands in front of his chest, bent down, and said in a muffled voice: "Noki has seen the crown of the god of war." ”

"There are heresies in this world, you should find out. ”

Heresy?Noki's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he replied respectfully, "Yes!" and turned to walk outside.

It is not surprising that there is a heretical belief in this world, after all, it is a high plane, even if the strength is relatively weak, but the gods are not uncommon, and all kinds of beliefs are chaotic, if there is no heretical faith, Cherie will feel strange.

In the back mountain of Sanqingguan, Li Ping'an and others are playing next to the stream.

Li Ping'an and Qingxue were playing chess, Qingyu and Bai Xiaochun were cooking grilled fish next to them, and the rest of the disciples were watching the game.

Li Ping'an hesitated for a long time with the white chess, looking at the expectation and hesitating.

Qingxue smiled and said, "Master, I just made a wrong step, or I'd better take it back?!"

Li Ping'an rolled his eyes and said: "It's not for the teacher to say you, you don't regret the true gentleman, you have regretted a game of chess more than a dozen times, if it wasn't for the teacher to allow you to regret the chess, how could you fall behind?"

"Then Master, I don't regret it. ”

Li Ping'an looked at it for a while, coughed and said: "Qingxue, among the many disciples, the teacher loves you the most, since you want to regret the chess, take it back!"

Qingxue smiled and said, "Thank you, Master!" Stretching out her slender jade hand, she picked up the chess pieces from the chessboard, put them in other positions casually and said, "Master, it's okay now." ”

Syllable~

Li Ping'an stretched out his hand and placed the white piece where the black piece was before.

"Smack!" Qingxue played another chess piece and looked at Li Ping'an with a smile.

Li Ping'an suddenly shook his whole body, and his hand holding the chess piece froze in the air.

Qingxue looked at the chessboard suspiciously, no problem! It was easy to crack, and reminded: "Master, it's your turn~"

Li Ping'an threw the white chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard at will, and said with a smile: "I won't play for the time being, there are some things that need to be dealt with for the teacher." ”

Shi Hao joked beside him, "Master, you're not afraid of losing, are you?"

Graphite slapped Shi Hao lightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how can the Lord of the Audience be the kind of person who cares about winning or losing." ”

Qingxue also threw the chess pieces on the chessboard, instantly messed up the chess pieces, and asked curiously, "Master, what's the matter?"

Shi Hao, Ning Yi and others also looked at Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an stretched out his hand, a light bloomed, and in the light, the Haotian mirror appeared and turned, from small to large, and was grasped by Li Ping'an in the palm of his hand, and the other was patted on the back of the mirror, and a ray of light shone out of the mirror, generating a projection on the surface of the stream in the distance, standing vertically above the stream.

Shi Hao was slightly stunned, could it be that what the master said was true? Is there really something?!

Inside the projection is the scene in the underground temple of the Xuantian plane, a temple is sitting on the main seat, and a group of gods and spirits are kneeling below.