Ancient Godly Monarch Chapter 84: Spring and Autumn Dreams

In the depths of Dark Forest, there are few places where Human Race set foot, and there is a hillside.

Here is no monster qi/sinister appearance, but a Pure Land.

On the hillside, there is another boulders, boulders, and there is a figure lying there, impressively Correct Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian doesn't know where he is, he only knows to guard his will.

Twelve serial killing acupuncture method, Uncle Black once warned him not to enter the needle without Yuan Palace. The strength that burst out of bloodline can't bear it. The last time, because the Emperor Star Academy people took care of him, he was safe. This time, not only did he apply needles, but his body was greatly traumatized, and he could not die.

Qin Wentian At this moment, there is no trace of strength, and it can only maintain vitality with a strong will.

"Your dream is practice."

Qin Wentian is clear. For Martial Dao, strength can make life more vigorous. If he wants to survive, he must restore strength to his body before he has vitality. However, he was shocked to find that this space seems to be isolated from the world. He actually Can not sense Stellar Martial Constellation, can not lead Astral Power into the body.

This situation makes Qin Wentian a bit desperate, there is no energy in the body, and in a few days, he can even starve to death.

"Here, don't tell me will be my place to bury my bones." Qin Wentian is unwilling, he can't die.

He wants to break the restraint of this space. The strong obsession made him have a strong dream consciousness, and spied on this space.

On the open ground, it is so helpless to lie alone on the boulders. However, at this moment, in the dream, he saw a mountain looming, and he stood up not far away, plugged into Vault of Heaven. .

"This is not my dream." Qin Wentian shook his heart, and then another peak appeared. Until the ancient peak of nine Vault of Heavens surrounded the hillside, the Qin Wentian was full of shock.

Ninth Peak is like something out of the sky, uncertain, all of this, is it true or a dream?

Qin Wentian, already is unclear.

Drifting in thoughts, Qin Wentian saw a picture. A middle-aged man in a blue shirt walked across the earth and came to the hillside. Seeing the picturesque scenery here, he slept on the hillside boulders.

When I fell asleep, Ninth Peak was born around the hillside. Then, in Ninth Peak, appear(ance) was infinite.

Every picture is constantly flowing, Qin Wentian is dizzying, he sees the middle-aged hand take off the stars from the sky, he sees the blue shirt, the middle-aged sword cuts off the mountains and rivers, and he also sees the middle-aged in A finger broke the hole in the picture.

However, everything seems to be a dream.

Wake up in the middle age, patted the dust on his body, smiled, then walked away, unrestrained and unrestrained.

The peaks disappeared.

"A dream can travel the world, a dream can see the past and the present, picking the stars and capturing the moon in my dreams, I am the most crazy in my dreams, a dream in life, why not be smart and have a big dream of spring and autumn."

The middle-aged and old man in the blue shirt laughed, chic, and left a spring and autumn dream on the hillside boulders.

"Dream a Spring and Autumn Dream."

Qin Wentian has a slight fluctuation in his heart. His consciousness is drifting towards a mountain peak, and the picture of that mountain peak flows endlessly. Instantly, Qin Wentian feels a suction coming and swallows his consciousness.

He found that he was already in the picture of the mountain. Here, it seemed that a dream was recorded.

The blue-eyed middle-aged incarnation Kunpeng, soaring between in the sky ground, the pair of huge pupils suddenly moved towards him. Qin Wentian only felt that the pair of demon eyes seemed to have terrifying demon light shining between the opening and closing. It was sharper than the sword Screaming, Qin Wentian seems to be dying.

"No ..." Qin Wentian roared in his heart, how could he survive in the world with a consciousness.

"It's a dream, why do I fear this Lingtianqi."

Qin Wentian suddenly looked up, without fear of the demon eyes, as if thousands of glory penetrated his body, but still could not move his heart.

Kunpeng Soars between the sky and the earth.

Qin Wentian's heart fluctuates violently all the time. His consciousness exited this picture, and then he entered the second peak. Within that peak, the middle-aged blue shirt incarnation Ancient Deity, the stars can be picked up, the world collapsed, Qin Wentian seems to know How many times he died, he endured the meaning of destruction again and again, but made himself conscious with the strongest will.

The third ancient peak, the middle-aged young man in a blue shirt pointed at broken mountains and rivers, pointing out that the world was broken and everything was destroyed.

Fourth ancient peak, middle-aged man in blue shirt roars and landslides, tsunami surge.

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The ninth ancient peak, the middle-aged man in the blue shirt looked through eternity at a glance, and all creatures will be destroyed under his glance.

Qin Wentian I don't know how many times I was suffering from dying. Under that coercion, he was like a gravel in the desert, so insignificant, but he still kept his life immortal.

Nine ancient peaks, nine types of Heaven's Will, each with destroying the Heavens and exterminating the Earth capabilities.

Qin Wentian consciously withdrew, sighed, what a big dream.

Although the middle-aged youth in Tsingtao has left a dream here, his strength is extraordinary, but Qin Wentian does not believe that the nine peaks are true.

As the middle-aged said, a dream in life, why not be chic and have a big dream of spring and autumn.

"Nine ancient peaks, nine dreams, why aren't the nine abilities of the middle-aged in the blue shirt?" Qin Wentian whispered in his heart, each game has the power of destroying the Heavens and exterminating the Earth, but why not be the middle-aged blue shirt Amplify your ability to the limit and have a big dream.

"Wizards."

Qin Wentian sighed, this middle-aged young man is definitely a wizard.

He used to think that Great Dream Astral Soul needed a specific cultivation technique divine ability to play its strength, but the middle-aged blue shirt gave him a huge shock.

Dream is a kind of strength, strength of dream can be everywhere.

Qin Wentian earnestly comprehend, but now he calmed down, not so scared of life and death, he will not die, this obsession, getting stronger and stronger.

"Dream a spring and autumn dream." Qin Wentian whispered, holding on to that consciousness, comprehend Ninth Peak picture scroll, dreaming of that spring and autumn dream.

Time passed slowly, and I saw the picture shining on the top of the first mountain. At this moment, many Monster Beast in Dark Forest came and went towards this side, and saw a real mountain peak, looming.

After a while, they saw the space and the second peak of appear(ance). Suddenly, a terrible ban on strength appear(ance) was there, shocking those Monster Beast.

These Monster Beasts know that the land bans all external strength. If there is no vitality, no monster qi/sinister appearance, if you enter that place, they will fall into a dream.

However, at that moment, the space, like the peak in the dream, was really appear(ance), and the glory was shining.

When Ninth Peak lights up, a horrible wave of strength permeates, terrible waves veering in all directions towards Dark Forest, banning everything, Monster Beast began to riot and frantic, ran wild and fled.

In the void, the black phoenix eagle expression is sharp, staring in that direction, dazzling eyes, is the boy who can make dreams really resonance with that dream.

The glorious brilliance of the nine mountain peaks converged on void, turning it into a bright sky of 1st level, which isolated everything.

In the middle of the day, in the dream of Qin Wentian's, a figure flashed, it was the middle age of the blue shirt. Of course, only Qin Wentian in dreamland can see the middle-aged appear(ance).

I saw him standing with a smile, standing at void, looks at Qin Wentian.

"Qin Wentian greetings Senior, is this among dreamland."

Qin Wentian could not help but see said respectfully.

"This is my dream. You enter my dream and let my ray of dreams manifest. I give you a good fortune. What do you want?" Middle-aged smiled at Qin Wentian and said slowly.

Qin Wentian looked at the light curtain of void, and said, "Senior sealed this spring and autumn dream here with the power of banning. I want this Ninth Peak, and can't stop me practice."

"It's simple." The middle-aged man trembled, and the ban suddenly seemed broken. "starting from now, this ban can't stop your practice, what else do you want."

"I want the monster qi/sinister appearance of Dark Forest, condensed into my body, and change the seal of Kunpeng." Qin Wentian spoke again, only to see the middle-aged palm grab, and the whole forest whistled. Infinite monster qi/sinister appearance gathered here, transformed into terrifying vortex, Keep getting into the body of Qin Wentian lying on the ground.

"You can't digest it, it's not good fortune, what else do you need?" said middle-aged.

Qin Wentian has a sharp eye and pierces Vault of Heaven. Like a sharp sword, he has today's crisis. Thanks to Chu Country Third Prince and Luo Qianqiu and the others, he will ‘repay’ in the future.

"I want this Chu Country, can't stop my way forward." Qin Wentian said loudly, middle-aged smiled again: "This is left to you to do it, it is not a requirement."

"This opportunity, for the sake of nature, the junior did not dare to ask too much. If I have the opportunity to meet with Senior in the future, I will thank him personally." Qin Wentian said respectfully.

"A good fortune, a dream, you can motivate a dream that I left, let me have a spiritual dream, it is also an opportunity, you do n’t want to create, I also give you a good, this is mine Path of Cultivation has nothing to do with you. "Said the middle-aged Han with a smile, and then I saw a flash of eyes, as if there was a bright imprint rushing into Qin Wentian's mind.

Qin Wentian My mind trembled, and then I woke up, while at the same time, a middle-aged dream flew towards the distance and disappeared in a blink of an eye. in the sky Occasion.

A fortune and a dream. This is his Path of Cultivation.

On the lonely hillside, there is still only Qin Wentian lying quietly there, no middle age, no light curtain, no Ninth Peak.

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