Reflect the world

Chapter 898 Am I Dreaming? (Second more)
Tang Xuanming stood with a smile on his face, and the black gold dragon pattern tripod had already hit the top of his head.

The terrifying lethality formed by the Great Emperor's killing formation filled the audience, and such a joint attack could make any great sage bleed.

But Tang Xuanming didn't have any sense of crisis.

He raised his hand with a smile, and under Elder Wang's ecstatic gaze, he grabbed the black gold dragon pattern tripod with one hand.

"What?" (o;)

Elder Wang was dumbfounded, his joy turned into frustration, and then into despair.

"How in this world is it possible for someone to hold up the extreme emperor's armament with one hand? Except for the emperor, who in the world can do it?"

"Your strength is not lost, you are really a true fairy!"

"No, how could this be?"

Wang Lao had thought about countless possibilities in advance, and thought that Tang Xuanming would shatter the void by relying on the mysterious and unpredictable field.

He thought about the collision of two extreme emperor soldiers, causing devastating fluctuations.

He thought that Tang Xuanming would be suppressed by him, and his source would be robbed.

But never thought of such a scene.

No matter how crazy he is, he also knows that Tang Xuanming is a mortal, and this cannot be changed.

But now, in front of him, a mortal holds up an extreme imperial weapon with one hand.

And beside Tang Xuanming, the great emperor's killing array, which was so intense that it could kill a saint king, all stopped, and the endless divine light gathered around Tang Xuanming, but it didn't touch his body.

Wang Han, who was completely in a state of despair, collapsed on the ground, the direct disciple of the Supreme Elder, and looked at this scene in a state of desperation.

"Is this the real fairy?"

He didn't know much from the beginning to the end, but some of the news from Wang Lao's mouth had already shocked him.

Shocked beyond words.

"I am dreaming!"

He seemed to be in a blurred and fantastic dream.

Seeing that the young man who was called the Immortal by Wang Lao picked up the most powerful black gold dragon pattern tripod in the Holy Land of Yaoguang with one hand, and smashed it down with a bang.

boom!
There was no real collision sound, the black golden dragon pattern tripod was so heavy and powerful that it was invincible, and there was no existence in the Holy Land of Shaking Light that could resist him.

The black-gold dragon-pattern cauldron that Mr. Wang paid countless prices to revive so hard was completely used by the mysterious young man.

In the blurred state, Wang Han, who had only half of his body left, saw in a trance that the gods in the black gold dragon pattern cauldron were recovering, and the boiling chaotic energy flooded the sky.

The entire Fluctuating Light Holy Land was trembling, and he heard countless wailing and crying in a trance.

But that didn't attract him. What really attracted him was the divine flute in the black gold dragon pattern tripod. What really attracted him was the god in the black gold dragon pattern tripod. The young people knelt down, cheered and jumped for joy.

It doesn't need anyone to control it, it will recover on its own, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and explode with incomparable power. The stars in the starry sky are falling, and they are absorbed by the black gold dragon pattern tripod.

boom!
One star after another exploded inside the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Cauldron, like brilliant sparks one after another.

"It's really a blurred and beautiful dream. I didn't expect my heart to be so dark."

Wang Han, who was on the verge of death, murmured to himself, thinking that this was a wonderful fantasy born in his heart after he was abandoned by the Holy Land of Waking Light.

"Under normal circumstances, the mortal would have been crushed to ashes by the black gold dragon pattern tripod long ago, right?"

"Also, the black gold dragon pattern tripod may be blocked by someone, but the gods in it are impossible to surrender to him, and it is impossible to cheer, unless the practitioners of the black gold dragon pattern tripod appear, but they are already dead."

Why did Wang Han look at the lofty Taishang Elder kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.

The mysterious young man surrounded by countless gods in the Great Emperor's Killing Formation leaned down, still with that flat expression, and said calmly: "I'm really just here to borrow the Field Teleportation Formation."

Old Wang vomited blood crazily, watching the destruction of most of the Shrine of Light, and in the restricted area of ​​this restricted area, there was a foundation accumulated by the Holy Land of Wavelight for tens of thousands of years.

Among them are even sage-level figures who are sealed in the source of God.

But when he was lightly smashed by the black golden dragon-pattern tripod, the accumulation of thousands of years was wiped out.

Except for the emperor, no one in the world can bear the blow of the black gold dragon pattern tripod in its almost peak recovery state.

The accumulation of thousands of years was turned into ashes under that blow.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He coughed heavily and spit out blood all over the ground, but he was completely ignorant.

He didn't care about Tang Xuanming who was holding the black gold dragon pattern tripod with one hand, he just struggled to stand up and stroke the land.

Looking at the devastation, after vomiting two mouthfuls of blood, he lost his breath and fell to the ground.

"Fuck it, it's too late to belch, at least activate the field teleportation array for me."

Wang Han laughed when he heard this unmannered complaint.

"I'm really dreaming. How could such a big man make such complaints?"

He laughed out loud, and suddenly found himself being watched by a sharp gaze.

He saw that the mysterious young man in his dream who had dismantled the Holy Land of Wavelight lowered his head and pulled him up from the ground. The familiar and unfamiliar voice rang in his ears.

"Oh, there is another lucky one here. The Jidao Emperor Soldiers absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and saved you instead. Don't pretend to be dead. Get up quickly and tell me where the teleportation array is?"

boom!
Wang Han had the feeling of waking up from a dream. He suddenly discovered that the lost half of his body would recover at some point.

Tang Xuanming's growl was clear and ear-piercing.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"This dream is really..."

At this time, Wang Han let go instead, completely ignoring the black gold dragon-patterned cauldron held in the hand of the existence, and pointed to a ruined place not far away with a smile: "It's gone, there's nothing there. Well, the field teleportation array was blasted by you just now, no, there are ruins there."

Snapped!
Tang Xuanming casually threw the sleepwalking young man on the ground, and looked up at the mountain range not far away.

There are faint remnants of runes shining on it, but they are completely useless.

Judging from his understanding of the field, Wang Han is not lying, there really used to be a large cross-domain field.

"It's really bad luck."

He scratched his head speechlessly, glanced at the black gold dragon pattern cauldron in his hand, and lightly tossed it, the black gold dragon pattern tripod that had just blasted the Yaoguang Holy Land to pieces flew away from his hand reluctantly and fell into the flutter light the depths of the Holy Land.

"I still have to go to Huang Guji's house, it's really troublesome."

Tang Xuanming was slightly sad, and walked out from the ruins.

When I first started, it was still a first-class fairyland on earth, but now it is almost like a dilapidated garbage dump, with dilapidated temples, withered spirit grass, and a dismal decay.

Wang Han stared blankly, until he was awakened by the disciples of the Holy Land and called him out to preside over the overall situation.

The lineage of the elder Taishang was completely dead, and his direct disciple became the highest-ranking existence.

"Am I dreaming, or am I awake?"

The sudden change of status left him in a daze.

And Tang Xuanming, who caused all this, has already left this area.

(End of this chapter)