There are thousands of flowers and thousands of people in the world.

But no flower is the same.

A man has been to countless places, each of which is unique, but when he is in the moon, holding a wine glass, one night, he mutters his thoughts...... It's called hometown.

Han Feng has been in this world for a long time, and sometimes he almost forgets that he is not from this world.

But at the moment when the sword of death pierced through the chest of Morashasa...... The power of dreams came to my face.

At this moment, the past unfolds in front of you like a fluttering letter paper, and the memories are the words on the paper, which will last forever......

Sighing lightly above the dream sky, Han Feng's incarnate sword Gu Ming pulled out the Gu Ming sword on Morakshasa Shi's chest.

The power of the Grim Reaper has completely exploded!

The dark green thunder of the dead land shrouded the sky, devouring and destroying the demonic energy that symbolized the source of the power of dreams.

Death is the god of magic and force in Thunderbolt's worldview, and his power cannot be created, but it can bring endless destruction......

Under the power of death, nothing can develop.

Even the Heavenly Protector Dragon God of the Heavenly Realm, that is, the reincarnated Desert Sword Absolute Dust, will be suppressed by the power of the God of Death, and the power of the Sword Dragon will not be awakened.

Not to mention that this is not exactly the power of dreams.

Under the power of the Death Sword, the dream space of Morashasa instantly turned into countless fragments of stardust like a crystal ball on the ground......

The people of the Black Wasteland have lost consciousness, and their souls have returned to the present world and fallen asleep.

The realm of great dreams is shattered.

Things change and stars move.

The white-haired Q Jian Gu Ming opened his eyes and was already standing in the clouds and dust of the present world.

The shattered well in front of me was still there, dirt, rocks, moss, ...... The clutter is intertwined.

The ants and flying insects had already fled without a trace under the terrifying pressure of the superior demons.

The Taichu Dao evil people who had already designed to escape had all escaped......

Lu Xiaofeng and Wu Xingyun slowly descended from mid-air, and the awe-inspiring aura of the strong man swept through.

The white-haired swordsman took a slow step forward, and the power of death on the Lone Screaming Sword still shook the entire street......

"Twelve rounds of ice sales. ”

As the swordsman drank coldly, the clear light and sword shadows were one after another, and a huge blue ice wheel loomed in the sky, slowly landing on the ground.

The remaining gushing demonic qi at the magic well was ground by the ice wheel, and it was completely pushed down the wellhead, and the sword qi of the twelve rounds of ice sales began to seal the gap in the [Yundu Yongzhen] seal under the manipulation of the sword Guming.

The azure ice crystals began to condense underground, and the purest ice power sealed the ground, causing the entire cloud and dust to shake slightly......

Beneath the magic well, the shredded roar has not stopped:

"Swordsman...... We'll have a chance to meet again!"

Asking the sword Gu Ming's eyes were cold and arrogant, he raised the Gu Ming sword, and the response was:

"Sword? ”

The pure sword qi penetrates the sky and descends to the earth's crust, and the solitary sword qi is the purest power of this night.

As the sword light swept away, the huge wellhead in front of Wen Jian Guming overturned and was completely razed to the ground.

And the black demonic fog that completely sealed the clouds and dust in the sky was also shattered.

This moment...... The sky is clear.

The clouds and dust have ushered in the long-lost stars.

The silver-white stars that flowed down like mercury were so pure and sincere that they woke up this battered city from the war.

The people who were fighting in the streets and alleys of Yunchen City all stopped at this moment, raised their heads, and felt the starlight at this moment.

Ask Jian Guming to look back at the city in front of the flat land where the scenery changes.

The stars shine brightly, the lights are neon.

The sword qi on his body gradually dissipated, and his white hair turned black inch by inch, and then his whole person's face changed and changed back to Han Feng's appearance.

He staggered back and suddenly changed from a top-level first-grade swordsman to a rookie with only seventh-grade cultivation...... It does feel a little too real.

Han Feng stabilized his body and said to Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng:

"This time it's thanks to the two of you, and it's not convenient for you to come forward in the future, so you can go and rest first...... Heavenly Court's mastery of the Fuyuan Dao Underground World still needs to rely on the two of you to contribute more. ”

Lu Xiaofeng touched the beard on his lips:

"Well, the emperor's subordinate Liu Zhijian is a like-minded person with me, and I have a chance to have a drink with him~"

Wu Xingyun turned his head to look in the direction outside the cloud and dust: "Then let's go first, and if there is anything, let us know~ By the way...... Emperor, your martial arts are really a little poor...... Let's practice again......"

After speaking, Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng left in the night.

Han Feng was looked at the back of Wu Xingyun leaving, and somehow ...... I feel that Grandma Tong's appearance seems to have grown up a little...... I guess I changed from an elementary school student to a junior high school student......

But...... I was ridiculed for my poor martial arts again......

Han Feng laughed softly, turned around and stepped into the darkness of the night.

And the people of the entire cloud and dust capital woke up from their sleep one after another.

The wife took her husband's arm and muttered sleepily:

"Boss!

"What's wrong?"

The man woke up suddenly.

"I had a dream in which there were so many horrible youkai ......"

"Alas...... I also dreamed of ...... Forget it, sleep, sleep, sleep......"

The same situation played out throughout the clouds, and even those who were not asleep when the Morashasa pulled the whole city into a dream only felt that they were in a trance for a while, and there were more fragments in their minds......

People only regard this memory as a hazy moment, and only a warrior with deep internal strength can retain the memory in the dream space.

Nan Ke's dream or Huangliang's dream, just one point, the whole city will sink into a dream forever.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, the gate of Yunchen Capital opened, and the fire outside the city entered the city, and the imperial garrison of the Yunjiang military camp, which detected the abnormal appearance of Yunchen Capital, had already been guarding outside the gate of Yunchen Capital, but it was not allowed to pass because of the black evil fog that isolated the inside and outside.

When the sword light of the sword broke the seal, the army of the Yunjiang military camp immediately contacted the soldiers defending the city and entered the city.

The Hanging Sword Division, the Zhenwutang, and the Patrol Division immediately began to contact the army and began to unite to strangle the families that were in turmoil in the city.

"The Xiao family, the Wei Chi family, the Feng family, the Pansheng Palace...... Defected to the evil sect Taichu Dao, caused chaos in the city, attacked the imperial court and the major families, and now the imperial court army suppresses it......! No mercy!!"

As the Yunjiang army began to be active in the city, the warriors of the Hanging Sword Division and the Zhenwutang led the army to begin to strangle the rebels in the city...... Random arrows were fired, and cavalry rushed into the alley...... The wicked are unable to resist.

The end of an amazing battle is being staged.

At the same time, the demonic energy that carried the soul essence of the Fifth Demon Emperor Morakshasa was shuttling through the city, looking for a suitable host.

A wisp of purple-black demonic energy lurked in the shadows of the alleys in the middle of the city.

Suddenly, a tanuki cat popped out of the corner and swooped in its demonic energy......

"Eh!!, you dead cat, let go!"

"Lao Tzu is the fifth demon emperor!"

"Loosen up! You're going too far, give me a little bit of the dignity of being a demon!"

The unknown cat sucked in sharply and swallowed the demonic energy......

"Are you loose...... Meow?"