Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1012: 　The dream is not my hometown, and the demon face to face

The first zero one or two chapter 　 dream is not my hometown, demon face to face

"Yes, that's me!"

The old rabbit looked at the pavilion male nv in an idiot. The rabbit was stroked comfortably and yín, and his eyes were tightly closed, if he was sleeping peacefully.

"Master, you said rabbits are going to be vegetarian, I am really vegetarian now."

Zhang Fan is speechless, and it seems that the old rabbit turns people into carrots. This kind of vegetarian food really doesn't matter.

"Master, you said, go out and play, remember to go home, now I am back."

The old rabbit burst into tears and walked forward step by step. While walking, he turned back and said, "Eastern Sovereign, do you know the origin of Lord Rabbit now?"

Zhang Fan nodded in silence, he really knew it and understood why no one knew his roots.

"Then you know, what is this place?"

"Want to hear the details!"

The Zhang Fan is dignified and his eyes stay on the back of the man, as if he wants to inscribe it deep in his mind.

"This is a dream, a dream of the first demon king."

The old rabbit moved away, and his voice seemed to drift away.

"What is this dream, does my master really exist, or even Lord Rabbit, does it really exist, no one knows."

"I only know that this hundreds of thousands of years will not be separated, even if the first generation of the demon king disappeared, this dream will continue forever."

"I was born from a dream, and should also go back to the dream. The Three Realms are not my home, only in the arms of my master."

The voice still returns to dn in the void filled with Yuehua, and even stirs up and down Yingbin colorful, not beautiful, but the master of the voice, after crossing a certain barrier, little by little, turns into a white Brilliant, dissipated.

The glory seemed to rǔ Yan cast into the forest, and flowed into the sea as if it were east, thrown directly into the nv’s arms, and fell into the rabbit.

Across a long distance, all divine ability magical technique is not suitable for the show, Zhang Fan can only barely vaguely see, at that moment the rabbit opened his eyes, rubbed comfortably rubbed, and then went to sleep peacefully.

This sleep may be the hardship of hundreds of thousands of years to find the way home.

In a trance, at that moment, Zhang Fan seemed to hear a silver bell-like laughter, and returned to dn in the moon palace, attracting the wind, falling flowers, floating leaves... everything, toward the place where nv is located Converging.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan knew in his heart that as long as he took that step with all this and entered the dream, then everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Even his loved ones, his friends, and his younger brothers can be reproduced in this dream world, just like the radish that gnawed half of the rabbit's mouth.

"Just... take a step."

"The first-generation demon emperor, the power has been freed from all restraints, even if the demon Venerable destroy the Heavens and extinguish the Earth, he can not break his dream."

"Is this step a step, or not a step?"

Zhang Fan stood so quietly, all of this flowed through like water, and finally turned into a sigh and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

No one wants peace, this step is another eternity.

The problem is that this kind of eternity is just pinned in the dream of others. Zhang Fan does not want to, even if the man is the first demon emperor, he does not want to.

"What's more..."

Zhang Fan glanced at that nv once, the jīn spirit in this palace of the cold palace, even if the laughter is very crisp and the charm is unparalleled in the world, it can not be changed to any nv in the world, and has its own appearance.

The first-generation demon emperor, the creator of the never-wake dream, could not reproduce the person in the bottom of his heart, leaving only a blank space in the end.

"Then... did you change me?"

Zhang Fan exhaled for a long time, all hesitation, all fear, spread with the wind.

"My eternity and the peace of the people I care about can only be achieved with my hands!"

"Although it can only exist in a dream, it can only be

——My dream! "

The last word spit out, Zhang Fan resolutely turned around, stepped out, and jumped to the sky.

After understanding that this is the dream of the first-generation demon emperor, he already knows how to get rid of it.

The more rising, the brighter, the endless flame is burning, condensing, and finally condensing a red sun, Golden Crow dances, and the sun rises.

"Boom Boom~~"

The bells of Eastern Sovereign don't stop, the world is dawning.

At sunrise, when the moon is falling, no matter how dreamy, you can't keep the Guanghan Moon Palace, and it's cold under the sun.

If I wake up and send Zhang Fan away, I don’t need to say more about this result.

When the sun rises to the sky, an irreversible force will send Zhang Fan out of this dream, vaguely, it seems that there is a sigh that has passed through time and space.

At that moment, Zhang Fan couldn't help but think about it. Was the sigh the first generation of demon emperor for his unreal dream, even people like him must escape in the dream?

This question is doomed to have no answer. As soon as the flower is in sight, the whole world is shattered and reorganized. What appears before him is a huge palace that is grand and extremely extreme.

The palace is large, it is higher than Linked Clouds Mountain Range, and the ancient is circulating on it for a long time.

"This is the real temple!"

The first time, Zhang Fan was determined, knowing that after this big én, it was the early generation of the demon emperor who took the town; the place where the five-party demon gods released the demon Venerable; the demon Venerate has been hiding for so many years... …

This place is about to explode in a battle that will affect the survival of the Three Realms!

"Hoohooh~~"

Invisible wind sounds, around Zhang Fan, accompanied by step by step, straight up countless stairs, as far as the ancient én household.

Zhang Fan stood in front of this big én, which once represented the highest state of the Three Realms, took a deep breath, stretched take action, and pressed it.

Silently, Daéndn is on, just the moment Zhang Fan is about to press his hand on Daén.

The én gap grows from small to large, from a slender gap that can only pass through a small ray of eyes, to a channel that communicates between inside and outside. Zhang Fan's eyes collide with an oncoming fierce confrontation.

Eye collision, if there is a spark.

"Eastern Sovereign, Zhang Fan!"

"Demon Vener, Black Lotus Dark Day!"

The two drank aloud almost at the same time. Sound 1n drilled in and out through the seam of én, swept the violent wind, and whistled inside and outside.

The two are destined to have a battle, expert, which is about to die, the first time they meet.

"Come in!"

I don’t know how long after that, the eyes from the temples turned back, and a cold voice came out.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and stepped in with great ease. After entering, he didn’t even forget to wave his sleeves and close the old household again.

Inside and outside, and then into two worlds, only one of the two can leave.

Without looking back, Zhang Fan looked straight up, and at the same time kept pace, stepped forward steadily.

A place where he looked at, a throne made of gold and red, and a dark shadow, sitting quietly on it, looking down from the top.

After the shadowy figure of the throne and yīn, a round of red sun hung high, with extreme destruction and despair contrary to the sun, with extreme yīn softness on the back of the flames, this is a total opposite Sun-dark day.

Before the throne, a black lotus bloomed in the shadow of a human figure, and every petal and every leaf was as dark as ink, as if by nature it could devour all light and extinguish all vitality.

"This is the black lotus!"

Zhang Fan's gaze paused on it, and I remembered the description of this black lotus by Qilin Patriarch.

This thing was born at the same time that it opened up the world, and was born with the mission of destroying the world, but it is the disaster of the origin between heaven and earth.

Hei Lian, in the dark, appear together, this man is-demon Venerable!

"We finally met."

When Zhang Fan looked at him, the demon lord was also looking at Zhang Fan. After a while, he slowly said: "Eastern Sovereign, you are a lot of surprises for this deity."

"I thought that the deity would be sitting here, boring and boringly destroying the Three Realms of looks at;"

"I thought you could not break the barriers of my temples; I thought you could not dream of the solidification of the first demon emperor."

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, it actually made you come to the deity."

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled, said: "Demon Venerable, this Zhang is here to kill you."

In a simple sentence, but all the veils are lifted away, it seems that life and death is what, what is the use of nonsense?

The voice did not fall. At the same time, the Zhang Fan and the Demon Lord moved at the same time and made an action instantly.

Zhang Fan reached for a finger, and Xuan Huang Qingyun fell from the top of his head, turning into a futon. Immediately afterwards, he had no delay and stepped forward to sit on the futon.

The demon master grabbed the armrest of the throne with one hand, and under his feet, the black lotus floated up and floated under the dark day, showing the dark lotus scene.

The action of the two has just been done~IndoMTL.com~Boom~", it seems that it came from the outside of the sky, but the whole temple shook, the terrifying vibration turned into a fine ripple, and returned to dn in the temple.

The ripples are over, the space collapses, and it is destroyed. Only Zhang Fan and the demon, coldly and looks at are intent on each other.

"Hum!"

For a while, both of them simultaneously groaned, and their breath was unstable.

The violent shock was that the temples and the Eastern Sovereign palace collided head-on again. The horror power produced by the supreme treasure collision was linked to the supreme treasure, which caused the Zhang Fan and the demon to be injured before they even started .

"Eastern Sovereign Palace?!"

"A good Eastern Sovereign palace, but are you really naive enough to think that you can contend with the temples by practicing an magical treasure?"

There is unstoppable anger in the voice of the demon Venerable, perhaps for many years, no one can let him try to suffer the pain of injury.

At the same time, the demon extended his hand to grab in the void, and a transparent palace was held in his hand.

——The temples!

This is the origin of the pantheon. Although it is phantom, it is the real root of the pantheon. The horror of power can be imagined.

Zhang Fan smiled aloud, and generally reached out his hands in vain, and immense magical virtue gathered together, and a Xuanhuang palace was condensed in his palm.

——Eastern Sovereign Palace!

The real origin of the Eastern Sovereign palace is not the main body of the Shenshi Palace, which is colliding with the temples outside, if it is merits-immeasurable merits belonging to Zhang Fan!

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