Carefree Path of Dreams

Within the real dreams.

Hey!

Long Xiao is faint.

After completely releasing the restrictions and releasing the seal, the white veins flew into the sky and turned into Yunlong, ramming in a small space.

"It looks like it hasn't eaten enough!"

Fang Yuan saw this, but he shook his head: "Eight swords! Come!"

Hey!

At the core of the space, Yunlong has never dared to go to the position of the sword array, and the eight swords are flashing, and the sky is standing on the ground to form a sword array.

In particular, the fire and swordsmanship, almost cover the rest of the seven roads, the endangered.

Suddenly, Jianguang flew out, just like a whirlwind, and the cloud dragon was trapped and cut continuously.

The sharp light directly shatters the gas veins and turns into the most pure energy, and it is returned to the heavens and the earth.

Rumble!

With this help, the whole real dream is constantly expanding. Among the original eight-sword swords, the sword of the fire is so fast and solid.

Finally, in the past, I didn’t know how long it was, with a sword, and the sword of fire snarled, the red dragon fluttered, and the red light shook.

In an instant, a lot of anger from the fire sword, stimulating the entire dream space, but also instantly expand the number.

"Hey!"

Yunlong screamed, in front of the swordsmanship of the heavens and the earth, but there was no force of rebellion. It was completely killed and turned into pure spirits. The sword from the fire was loud and bright, and the red dragon of the hilt seemed to be alive. Come over, give a dragon.

"The sword of the fire, finally completely condensed!"

For Fang Yuan, the ten birds are in the forest, not as good as a bird. Even though the gas pulse may be more useful in the big dry, the hyacinth's plan is just around the corner, and only the first to increase the strength.

Regardless of the two real people of the fire dragon, anyway, he is to make full use of the gas, and gain self-cultivation.

At this time, the sword from the fire finally gathered!

"The sword from the fire is located in Zhengnan. Next, it should be the Zhengbeikan, the sword of the water!"

Fang Yuanyi waved his hand and fell into the palm of his hand from the fire. Every silky line is truly incomparable, with a simple taste.

"The fire and the water are ruthless. At this time, I am not a sword, but if I condense the water sword, I can summon it directly in reality, and combine it into a water and fire sword. This is also the secret of the eight-sword sword array. When it’s really awesome!”

At this time, the Fang Yuan summoned a hand from the Fire God soldier, which is no different from the ordinary Dream Division.

But after the cohesive multi-handed soldiers, you can directly combine the three talents, the four elephants, the five elements of the sword array... the endless changes, and in the end, directly to the swords, the evolution of the world!

"Fire the water with fire, go!"

He threw the sword of the fire, and the time was in the north of the sword array. A slender sword with a chilly body and a cold blue light suddenly appeared. It seemed to have water waves flowing and began to solidify slightly.

"Unfortunately, this qi is only one-third of Jinlongze! It is almost not enough to condense the sword of the fire, I can achieve it, and it is also worth the pains of this nearly two months!"

Fang Yuan shook his head: "If you can get the complete dragon and qi, I am afraid that the sword of the water is enough to condense the majority..."

When the Eight-Dollar Sword Array came to the back, it was a sword that was harder than a sword. Of course, the same was true for other dreamers.

......

In the real world, Fang Yuan opened his eyes: "Attributes!"

In an instant, a light curtain that only he can see comes to the front:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 36

Gas: 30

God: 30

Occupation: Dream Division

Repaired as: virtual sacred (one heavy), Wu Zong (three veins)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body [four layers (1%)], Baidu Lianjin body [one refinement], eight-door sword array [two swords (1%)]

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Grade 5]

"A sword is repaired, is it a 10-unit god?"

If Fang Yuan is thoughtful: "I am afraid that when the time comes, the gap will widen more and more! It is no wonder that the high-order virtual sacred and ordinary dreamers are simply the difference between heaven and earth..."

He got up, played a long gown, and looked at the full house of books, and he was very satisfied.

"In the past two months of hard work, not only will the gas veins be thoroughly refined, but it will be repaired to a higher level. It will be the memory of the Dragon Palace classics. This harvest is enough... and there are unexpected surprises."

Fang Yuan came to the main hall of the Dragon Palace.

It has been demolished here, making a small flower bud, in the middle of the pond, the original white whiskers have sprouted, grown ... turned into a pure white flower.

Its leaves are crystal clear and cling to the white roots, but the veins are golden.

If you look closely, you can also find that there are a lot of runes in the golden veins, which is a wonder.

At this time, at the top of this plant, a white flower bone, almost the size of the bowl, contains sputum.

"This strange singer is unheard of!"

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged and waited for the flowers to open: "I don't know what kind of fruit can be produced, what kind of effect..."

After a little half a day, on the Dragon Palace, a glimpse of the spring is constantly spilling.

In the pool, the white flower bones trembled and began to bloom slowly.

"coming!"

Fang Yuan opened his eyes and stared at the pool with full concentration.

Rumble!

At this moment, the vague sound came from the outside world, which changed his face: "This pressure... Tianwei?"

He looked at the pool of flowers in a strange way. Some unexpectedly thought that the birth of this thing would still have a robbery!

Jinlongze sky.

The thick black clouds are densely covered, and the electric snake dances wildly.

It seems as if God is angry with this, the huge pressure, so that a lot of strangers can not hide in the nest, but do not dare to show up.

This is the power of heaven!

Just in the Dragon Palace, the strange flower blooms the first petal... oh!

Among the loud noises, it seems that the sky has broken a hole, and a purple thunder has slammed down. The target is the waters of the Dragon Palace.

Oh!

The lake was shocked, and many of the spirit fish turned their belly and were actually smashed and fish.

"This Dragon Palace, built on the bottom of the water, has the meaning of guarding against thunder!"

Looking at this scene, Fang Yuan is not shocked.

Jin Longze is the first line of defense. The outer coral line method is the second line of defense, and the Dragon Palace's own defense is a third line of defense!

The land is in his hand, even if it is still invincible, there is room for advancement and retreat!

“The more I am jealous, the more I have to look at what you are?”

On the hand of Fang Yuan, the red light was released, and a red-red long sword suddenly emerged. It was the sword of fire!

However, compared with the previous virtual shadow sword, the sword from the fire at this time is the true body of the gods! Even if Fang Yuan is dead, this sword can still exist in the real world, exert its power, and even become the inheritor of some small families!

Rumble!

The outside world, the celestial thunder, and even the electric light, has spread to the Dragon Palace.

"With the weakening of the Great Lakes, how could the ruin of the outer corals be destroyed so quickly?"

Fang Yuanzi stared at the pool water, in which the white flower was halfway out, and a little gold light rushed to overflow.

Hey!

A thunder emerged and slammed on the Dragon Palace. The whole water film trembled and immediately screamed and shattered.

The influx of water flows over the river and the large buildings are destroyed.

"Give me... set!"

Fang Yuan’s face did not move, and a fire escaped from the fire sword, trapping the spirit pool and repelling the water flow.

Oh!

Within the Lingchi, the petals finally opened completely, giving off a strange smell.

A little golden light, falling directly from above.

At this moment, a purple thunder flashed quickly, and a little electric light was extremely condensed, like a small snake, flying quickly to Jinguang.

"Hey!"

Fang Yuan had been waiting for this moment, almost at the moment when Zi Lei appeared, the sword of the fire from the hand had already been thrown out: "I want to intercept Hu? I asked if I didn't!"

call out!

A violent line of fire flashed in a flash, squatting above the purple thunder snake.

Fang Yuan’s arm was shocked and he stepped back a few steps.

With this time, he copied it back and put Jinguang into the palm of his hand. Immediately, the white flower seemed to complete the mission, and it completely withered and turned into fly ash.

Rumble!

Thunder dance!

Even at the bottom of the lake, you can feel the wrath of the sky above.

"This is not a robbery, but... no end, no purpose, no oath!"

Fang Yuan looked a bit.

Even if he is a virtual holy dreamer, he can't stand God's will. Even if he doesn't go out in Jinlongze, he will never be the opponent of the constant punishment of the day!

"It seems... this thing is the key!"

He looked at the palm of his hand and saw the fruit of the white flower. It was a golden ball, and there was a constant rune flash on the surface to form a circle of light. Be dazzled.

Hey! Hey!

It was a few thunders, let Fang Yuan Lingjia flash continuously, and the wolf fled.

"No!"

He looked awkward and began to try to turn Jinqiu into a real dream.

Although knowing that this may ruin this Qibao, but weigh the pros and cons, we must do this!

Hey!

Unexpectedly, Fang Yuan expected that this time was very smooth, and the golden ball disappeared directly and appeared in his real dream.

After losing the target, the thunder of the rage also calmed down, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, showing a raging day, splendid sunshine, reflecting the rainbow of seven colors.

"call……"

On the other side of the bank, Fang Yuan’s somewhat embarrassed figure emerged, and he spit out his long breath: “Good insurance!”

The mistake is not to condense the first squad, he may not even have the strength of the golden ball from the Thunder.

Even so, if this golden fruit can be successfully harvested into a real dream, Fang Yuan can only give up a good road before the constant thunder.

A little careless, even being implicated!

But now, everything is fine.

His true dreams, and the world of Hui can be said to be two worlds. The heavens and the sins of this place will certainly not be able to catch up there.

"Just... what the **** is that?"

Fang Yuan looked at the real dream, the golden fruit, and the above-mentioned Hengsha general, even the spiritual pattern that he could not recognize, fell into meditation: "What should be something, not knowing how it was." Falling to the hands of Jin Longjun..."