Invincible little uncle

Chapter 203 15. A touch of blue (fourth update - please subscribe)
"This ancient city is a dream of an existence."

A slightly merciful voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The Star Picking Sword Master, Xiaoyaozi, and elites from various countries couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

Because they were horrified to realize that the great power of this Buddhist sect still retains a trace of power.

Just this opening sentence shows the strength of the peak of the world of mortals.

They are all people who have crossed the barrier, so they naturally understand the subdivision of the realm.

After a little combination, many people speculated that the suppression of this dream should be two big realms.

Because they are all in the Transcendent Realm, and the Star Reaching Sword Saint is at the peak of the Transcendent, and now he has become a mortal.

But this great Channa can still use the peak power of the worldly realm, which undoubtedly means that his original realm is far beyond the ordinary realm.

"Everyone has had dreams and knows that dreams are the reflection of consciousness. Many places you are deeply attached to, love and hatred, demons and distractions, and places you have born and hidden will all be revealed in dreams."

Suffering Zena is well-informed. He sits on a black rock, surrounded by fanatic monks on several floors inside and outside, and talks eloquently.

"Originally, I thought this dream might be the thought of an unimaginable existence, but for such an existence, how can such an existence be hidden deep in his heart, such a mere mortal palace?"

For ordinary people, the palace is certainly huge and majestic.

But for the people here, it is not worth mentioning.

Although this jhana is a bit extreme, it is still full of wisdom, otherwise it would be impossible to advance to such a state.

Others are still observing and thinking.

He seemed to have seen the truth, and a few more words woke everyone up.

Star Reaching Sword Master looked thoughtfully at the position where he was standing.

This is a square with alleys everywhere, this restaurant with a vague signboard, and the imperial palace where the mortal emperor lives in the distance.

There are small bridges and flowing water, green brick and tile platforms, and a newly built swallow's nest hidden under the eaves of black tiles.

He suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Suffering Zena named the direction, and everyone began to observe the surroundings.

Everyone has their own answer in their hearts, but they hide it and don't say it.

Xiaoyaozi cupped his hands and said, "I also ask Channa to clarify my doubts."

Suffering Channa said the Buddha's name, "In this world, manpower is exhausted sometimes, but the heaven and earth are vast and boundless.

Well, if this isn't the dream of a great being, then... it's just a hand on something.

And the owner of this dream, most likely, is among us. "

Zenna, who has lived for nearly [-] years, is extraordinary. He lost his power and was in a closed ancient capital. Not only did he not panic, but he gave a sharp answer to the truth.

"We monks can't dream of such a dream. The imperial power and wealth are too far away from our days. I believe that Daozong can't dream of it either. Dao seeks freedom, breeze and moon, rain and dew day and night, and I don't bother to live with these mortals. Life.

So, among the people in the rivers and lakes here, can you introduce yourself one by one?
Whether it is true or false has its own definite number, if it is a lie, it will be broken with a single poke. "

Suffering jhana gave a further plan to carry out discrimination.

Xiaoyaozi already understood the meaning of this Buddhist power, he said with a smile: "Zhana is right, there is no blind person who can be here, the language can be faked, but the temperament of the body cannot be faked.

If it is true as Zena said, this ancient capital is just a dream of someone present, why not come out and explain it, what do you want to do when you trap me and others?
You didn't make a move, nor did you become hostile to us. It's not too late to come out by yourself at this time. "

The Star Reaching Sword Saint said in a deep voice: "Move yourself, don't let me find out."

The three of them have the qualifications to say such things.

After all, they are already the strongest here.

Especially in the Zen of Suffering, the suppression of the realm makes him stand out here. The peak of the world of mortals can kill hundreds of thousands of unarmed and powerless civilians without any problem.

For a while, the atmosphere cooled down.

There are also some chills.

Among the people in the rivers and lakes, an elegant man with a short beard came out and said: "A certain is the ancestor of the second family of the Changtian Ancient Kingdom, Zhen Zhuo, who uses six half-foot swords. , so I never thought about the royal power and wealth in this mortal world.

Power is nothing more than a hundred years in a hurry, and a mortal who is an emperor is nothing more than an ant who seems to have worked hard for more than ten years. How can it compare with the pursuit of the supreme sword? "

He said that most of the people present actually had the same thoughts.

Who would be foolish enough to care about mortal power?

With the first person, the second person stepped forward and started introducing himself.

Xiaoyaozi, the Star Picking Sword Master is very accurate at seeing people, not to mention there is Zena watching here.

No one can lie.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and those who had finished their briefings walked to the side of Buddhism and Taoism, while the rest became more and more hasty, with some inexplicable nervousness, for fear that the big hat would suddenly be placed on their heads.

Right now.

Suddenly, a shrill woman screamed, tearing the peace.

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads, the voice came from a certain female Taoist priest at the back, she screamed, her hair fell off, her eyes were slack, she seemed to have completely lost her mind, shouting crazily, without the demeanor of a real person.

"It's Jingtian, she"

The acquaintances of Daozong didn't understand at all, how could this real person who had always been calm and reticent, unruffled in times of crisis, lose his composure so much?
"what is that?"

"what!?"

Inexplicable fear suddenly struck.

The speed of everyone's turning back was already very fast, but no matter how fast they were, they could only hear the wailing of the real Jingtian and the scene of her being dragged into the alley.

It seems to be a touch of blue.

Just a touch of blue.

Other than that, no one saw anything.

There is no one who is afraid of things here. Although they are afraid, at least five people ran over quickly.

Although they lost their original extraordinary strength, their skill and exercised physique enabled them to move forward at a speed surpassing that of ordinary people in this real dream.

After a few breaths, he arrived at the alley where Jingtian was dragged away.

In his eyes, Jingtian is melting.

And what melted her was
In the distance, the Buddhists, Taoists, and top performers in the Jianghu naturally all looked over.

The five people at the entrance of the alley seemed to be stunned, their bodies shook, their limbs suddenly lost their balance, their feet were unsteady, they fell to the ground, and then started to crawl like fools.

While climbing, he let out a haha ​​laugh.

Chilling, creepy.

However, the direction they climbed turned out to be that alley, but when they were about to enter the alley, they disappeared instantly.

Like being pulled in by something impatiently.

With good eyesight, you can vaguely see that it is still a touch of blue, like the color of ice in the ancient abyss.

Xia Guang stood among the rest of the quacks, waiting to introduce themselves.

There was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Because when the Taoist priest and the five others disappeared, his strength was growing crazily.

It seems to have devoured some heavenly and earthly treasures.

This increase, there is a short interval in the middle, and the gap between the intervals is exactly the time for the five people to crawl towards the entrance of the alley.

King Shenwu felt more and more weird.

this ancient capital
Why does it exist?

"Hurry up, the owner of this dream has obviously used some ultimate move, he is starting to panic, otherwise this monster will not come sooner or later, and it will appear at this time."

Even in panic, there are still smart people who immediately pointed out the key.

Xiaoyaozi turned his head, took a deep breath and said: "This guy is right, because he was afraid, he was nervous, and because he was nervous, he used such monsters to intimidate.

If it is really strong enough, how can it hide its head and show its tail. "

Star Reaching Sword Saint's eyes were stern. He was also shocked by the touch of blue just now. At this time, he looked at the remaining about ten people who had not been introduced, and suddenly said: "It's too late, let's kill them all. This is just In dreams, when you die, you wake up."

He said "to die is to wake up", but no one believed it.

Because the current state is too real, no one can guarantee to wake up before this weird ancient capital and the mysterious touch of blue.

rustling.
Deep in the alley, there was a terrifying dragging sound.

"Do it!!"

Star Reaching Sword Saint looked cold and shouted.

Everyone, no matter those in the dozen or so or those who have already been introduced, all understand that this is the most decisive strategy.

There is nothing more decisive than this.

Between life and death, although this group of elites lost their strength, they still retained their physique and skills.

They found weapons, and hundreds of people were already killing more than ten people in the middle.

"I am not, this is not my dream, I am I am"

The short girl in purple who rejected Xia Guang at first had a pale face, but she seemed to have something to hide, so she didn't dare to say who she was, so she just kept shouting "I'm not, I don't".

How noble she is outside.

But here, it is also doomed to a dead end.

Her face was like gold paper, dripping with cold sweat, and when she turned her head, she saw the man who hadn't even reached the Shattered Void, standing quietly, calm and calm.

It seemed that he didn't care about the noise around him, the mysterious smear of blue in the distance, and the impending death.

The girl in purple was stunned.

Why is he?
Is he stupid?
(End of this chapter)