The sharp sword intent instantly turned into thousands of sharp flying swords that flashed with cold light, covering the sky and covering the sky, as if it was a terrifying torrent of flying swords, sweeping away towards Zhang Hao's fists.

The sound of these tens of millions of flying swords breaking through the air gathered together, deafening, as if a giant beast was roaring violently, which made people shudder.

Such a powerful sword intent actually made the entire heaven and earth tremble. Zhang Hao, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly became ugly. He screamed in panic and disbelief: "Didn't my sword intent be taken away by me? Why can you still use it?...what's going on?!"

Zhang Hao subconsciously wanted to escape, but this amazing torrent of flying swords had already swept in front of him. If he turned around and fled like this, he would most likely be caught by this terrifying torrent of flying swords, and be twisted into strange powder in an instant. So he could only dispel the idea of escaping for the time being, muster all his courage, and come to meet Zhang Wenzhong's fierce offensive!

"I will never be defeated! Because this is my world! I am the only god here!" Zhang Hao screamed, using this to cheer himself up. At the same time, the two huge fists he smashed into Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia also bloomed with a dazzling golden light in an instant, like two small ones that were too hungry

In this golden light, a layer of hard and thick armor quickly covered his fists, which made the volume of his two giant fists increase a lot.

The golden armor giant fist and the flying sword torrent collided violently, and the explosion sound continued to resound, deafening and continuous, which actually made the entire dream world shake and tremble together.

In the midst of the incessant explosions, there was also the screams and wails of a man in pain.

This person is Zhang Hao.

The two golden armor giant fists that he had placed high hopes on actually collapsed in front of Zhang Wenzhong's flying sword torrent, and they were instantly twisted into a piece of golden powder. Without waiting for him to react, this powerful torrent of flying swords continued to sweep upward, enveloping his entire body in it.

In the screams of pain, Zhang Hao's huge body as large as a hill was actually twisted into poisonous powder by the torrent of flying swords.

The strange powder of Jin Sè floated in the whole heaven and earth, adding a gorgeous Jin Sè to the gray sky.

"The Dream Demon...has been destroyed?" You Jia, who was hiding behind Zhang Wenzhong, poked his head out at this time, looked at this scene that exuded a strange beauty, and asked in surprise.

"No, he's not dead. Zhang Wenzhong shook his head and replied, stretched out his right hand, and caught a few points of gold sè powder scattered in his palm.

If Zhang Hao is destroyed, then this dream world will also fall apart. But now, although the dream world is showing signs of instability and shrinking, it has not collapsed. This shows that Zhang Hao is not dead.

"However, he is also seriously injured!" Zhang Wenzhong said with a sneer, and a strange purple flame rose from his right hand, instantly burning the piece of golden sè powder in his palm.

It was at this time that the golden poisonous powder floating between heaven and earth quickly gathered in the distance. In the blink of an eye, it turned back into Zhang Hao. It's just that compared to the huge body like a hill before, it is much smaller at the moment. And the gold armor on his body is still damaged in many places, and the image is very embarrassing.

Looking at Zhang Wenzhong, Zhang Hao's eyes full of anger were about to erupt into flames, and he shouted in a cruel voice: "I didn't expect your sword intent to be so terrifying." However, after all, this is the world I have constructed, and I am the only god here! I am in charge of everything here, including all things in heaven and earth, including your life!"

"I want you to die without a place to be buried!" Zhang Hao suddenly raised his hands to the sky, and roared almost madly: "The sky is falling apart!"

A crack suddenly appeared in the gray and low sky, and a large area of meteorites burning with raging flames roared out of it, converging into a huge meteorite rain, smashing their heads and faces towards Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia.

At the same time, countless openings cracked on the ground, and hot begonias and violent flames erupted from them, and together with the roaring meteorite rain, Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia were involved.

In addition to meteorite rain and magma ground flames, there were also violent tornadoes, shocking thunder and lightning, and endless hailstones, all of which smashed into the two of them with great momentum and overwhelmingness.

In an instant, Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia were shrouded in this terrifying natural disaster, and they couldn't even see their figures.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao laughed proudly again: "In the face of this wave of natural disasters that are shattering the sky and the earth, no matter how powerful your Zhang Wenzhong's sword intent is, it will not work! This time, you will definitely die! Although it is very consuming to use this trick 'Heaven and Earth Splitting', as long as it can kill you, no matter how much it consumes divine sense, it is worth it!"

Although he was quite confident in his move, for the sake of safety, Zhang Hao still let this terrifying wave of meteorite rain, magma earth flames, tornadoes, and thunder and lightning hail last for more than an hour. He was convinced that under the uninterrupted bombardment for more than an hour, Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia should have been bombarded and killed, and there were no scum left!

To die in the dream world is to die out of consciousness and consciousness, and thus to become a vegetative person who can never be awakened.

Zhang Hao smiled proudly: "This is the end of offending me!" Zhang Wenzhong, you are the first person I will clean up, but it will definitely not be the last." Next, I will kill the people who have offended me over the years in my dream world or in their dreams! I want them to know how wrong it is to offend me Zhang Hao!"

The dust flying in the sky finally fell, and Zhang Hao's smug smile came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia stood in place intact, Dancai's earth-shattering attack was so unexpectedly that even the two of them couldn't withstand their clothes.

"How...... How is it possible? Why are you not dead? What the hell is going on?" Zhang Hao screamed in shock. Since Zhang Wenzhong appeared, this series of things has exceeded his expectations and control. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't deprive Zhang Wenzhong of his sword intent, and why the wave of offensive just now failed to hurt Zhang Wenzhong and You Hang.

~ Frightened, Zhang Hao turned around and fled. At this moment, his courage and fighting spirit have dissipated, and all he wants is to get out of here as soon as possible and escape as far as possible.

At this time, Zhang Wenzhong stretched out his right hand, pointed his index finger at Zhang Hao, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "You had a good time just now, and now it's my turn?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the meteorite rain, magma and earth flames, tornadoes, and thunderbolts and hail that had just disappeared reappeared. It's just that the targets of their attacks this time have changed from Zhang Wenzhong and You Jia before to Zhang Hao.

"How is it possible?" This sudden scene made Zhang Hao stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes, and screamed: "Why can you control my dream world? Is this still my dream world?"

"What about your world?" Zhang Wenzhong sneered and said, "Your world, I am in charge!"

Before his words fell, a raging meteorite smashed into Zhang Hao's body.

In a miserable scream, Zhang Hao was directly smashed to the ground by this meteorite.

Before Zhang Hao could get up from the ground, the hot magma and surging earth flames swept up, covering him tightly, making him turn into a burning man in an instant. He struggled desperately to get up, but the menacing meteorite rain smashed him to the ground again. Immediately afterward, a violent tornado, a violent thunderbolt, and hail all fell on him, giving him a taste of hell.

Poor Zhang Hao, although he is the master of this dream world, cannot stand proudly under this bombardment like Zhang Wenzhong and be unscathed.

All of a sudden, his screams and wails resounded through the world.

This wave of offensive lasted exactly the same time as before, and it was exactly the same. Obviously, this was done by Zhang Wenzhong on purpose.

After the offensive ended, Zhang Hao, who was covered in bruises, struggled to get up from the ground.

After all, he is the master of this dream world, and although he has been attacked by this wave of terror, his divine consciousness has not died. Of course, heavy losses are inevitable. Under such circumstances, he can no longer compete with Zhang Wenzhong. Therefore, what he wants now is to leave this dream world and return to reality.

How could Zhang Wenzhong let him escape like this?

"Samadhi True Fire Sword!"

Zhang Wenzhong raised his right hand, which was pinched into a sword technique, and pointed at Zhang Hao from afar. A fierce sword intent erupted from the tips of his fingers, and instantly pierced into Zhang Hao's heart.

Zhang Hao, who was in pain, looked down at the brilliant flying sword that pierced into his heart, and said in a cruel voice: "Zhang Wenzhong, although your sword intent is fierce and can hurt me, it is impossible to rely on it to destroy my divine consciousness!

Zhang Wenzhong sneered and said, "Can't destroy your divine sense?"

"What?!" Zhang Hao was shocked, and he couldn't understand why Zhang Wenzhong was so confident.

At this moment, the brilliant flying sword that pierced into his heart suddenly turned into a demonic purple flame, and spread to his whole body in an instant, and after a few seconds, it completely burned out the absolute divine consciousness!

Dream Demon Zhang Hao's divine sense, in the dream world he constructed himself, was killed by Zhang Wenzhong like this!

A cultivator in the primordial infant stage actually killed the dream demon at the peak of the god transformation in his own dream space without using any magic weapons or elixirs......

I'm afraid that there are not many cultivators who would believe such a thing?

The dream world is starting to crumble!

(I accompanied my wife to have a prenatal checkup today.)

When I was doing ultrasound, I suddenly felt very excited when I looked at the appearance of the fetus. Hehe... ）