Carefree Path of Dreams

‘It really is the source of crystallization! ’

Fang Yuan’s palm turned over and the spar was collected.

The two sources of solidification are not big, but they are small, but they are really enough to use, and it is enough for a dreamer to break through to the realm of the Sixth.

Such ample power, even for the Seventh Emperor, is also very useful.

"Thank you, Lord, I have some information here, I can talk to the Lord."

Fang Yuan took the soft hand and smiled, and directly spoke out the high-level insider news he heard.

Anyway, he did not believe that the imperial court did not bury a senior spy in the coalition. These are indifferent things. It is the most important thing to gain trust.

"good!"

Sure enough, when I heard the last, Hidden Dragon’s eyes were bright: “Since you don’t want to enter my hidden dragon, it’s good for the guest. At this time, the imperial building will be tilted. It’s when I wait to turn the tide...just you At the core of the coalition, there are a few tasks. I think about it, but it is not you."

"Please say!"

Fang Yuan’s look is positive: “For the purpose of destroying the source, I feel that we have a basis for cooperation.”

"Is it a disciple disciple, will it be destroyed?"

The hidden dragon looked at Fang Yuan, and the smile of the corner of his mouth expanded more and more, and finally turned into a laugh: "Good! Very good! We work together, and it is necessary to have a sneak peek at the beginning of the war!"

......

When he returned to the military camp, Fang Yuan immediately felt the difference in the atmosphere.

"Fangyuan adults!"

Before his exclusive camp, a dreamer of the Alliance had apparently waited for a long time: "The saint and a few elders drove!"

"saint?"

Fang Yuan was shocked: "I have come to the Alliance Saints? How many elders have come?"

"Only in the genius, the lord and the devil of the sorcerer, and the elders of all of them appeared together." The dreamer is about forty years old, and there is no hope in the road ahead. At this time, a look of embarrassment is obviously for saints and elders. True worship.

"take me to!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and followed the dreamer to a central account.

"Fang Yuan sees the saint!"

He leaned slightly and bowed to the tent.

"Come in!"

A magnificent voice is passed directly to his mind.

Fang Yuan opened the tent and suddenly came to another world.

In the sky, the sun and the moon are hanging high, and the grass is shining on the ground.

"Dong Tian? No wonder I didn't notice it outside!"

Fang Yuan directly bowed to the middle: "See the saint!"

"Good, get up!"

The vast voice said, Fang Yuan got up, and the corner of his eye was flying fast.

In the center of this world, a presence of sitting on a cloud bed strongly attracts all attention.

Even the light, as if it were light, seems to be pulled, not into the shadow of this god.

On top of his head, a blazing white gas rushed out, forming an acre of clouds, the curtains in general, supporting the entire sky.

‘This is still a tent, and this cave is formed by a saint! ’

Fang Yuan immediately confirmed that in front of himself is definitely the deity of the ancient sage!

"The flesh is well polished, um... even the dreamer has a five-fold virtual sacred? Yes, very good!"

The eyes of the ancient sage almost penetrated Fang Yuan, and immediately waved: "You eight are the most powerful forces of our alliance, and for this time, we have waited too long..."

"It will kill the lord!"

Among the small caves, the morning, the green wood, the black water, the thick soil, the sharp gold, the extreme yin, and the seven elders of the refining fire are among them, and they are talking with Fang Yuan.

"Good... I hope you, don't let me down!"

The ancient sage swayed the palm of his hand: "The morning and the extreme yin stay, others go out!"

"Follow!"

Fang Yuan and the elders of the refining fire stepped down and left the big account, and then looked at each other and came to the residence of the elders of the refining fire.

"When did the lord of the lord go out?"

Fang Yuan’s face showed just the right color of doubt: “Is there still something to do before?”

"This battle of Yujing is very important. The lord and the deity of the sorcerer are coming down. The original affairs have taken over by other saints, and at the time of the final battle, the remaining saints will probably come directly!"

The elders of the refining fire smiled secretly.

This is not an important piece of information. Naturally, he was handed out and consolidated the alliance with Fang Yuan.

In any case, Fang Yuan is a person who has gone out from him, and has already been branded with an innate faction. Even if there is a hyacinth in the middle of the file, it is difficult to offset the impact.

"The two saints are coming, and the other saints are ready to shoot... and the elders of the five major leagues have reached the majority..."

Fang Yuan is thoughtful: "So, the big battle is about to begin?"

"This is natural... the war is in jeopardy, and the old man does not know when this old bone can live."

The elders of the refining fire sighed.

Fang Yuan’s biting his teeth is also in deep thought.

......

At the same time, Hidden Dragon Mountain.

"Respecting the Lord..."

At the top of the dragon statue, the figure of the wooden scorpion emerges: "This is a heart-breaking person. It is unfathomable, and it is difficult to measure it. If you trust it, you will probably bring variables to our plan."

"The suspect is not used, the employer is not suspicious, and the inheritance of the Eight-Door Swordsman has already decided that he can't get any treatment there... even if he has an identity on the bright side, it is normal."

The owner of the Hidden Dragon said faintly: "The investigation in this area cannot be stopped. Although there are many dream teachers in Baize Mountain and other places, the virtual sac is not a cabbage, and there is always an ins and outs."

"Following, I immediately launched some secondary dark lines!" Muzizi slightly stumbled: "Just... I am afraid there is no time!"

"Do not worry about this!"

The hidden dragon is the master of the bamboo in the chest: "As long as the two pieces of the source of the crystal are in, how to choose, it is not his turn."

"Adult is wise!"

The wooden rafters are full of excitement in the eyelids.

His guess is not wrong, this adult, has long been in the two original spar.

Even if you remember the old friend, when you encounter conflicts with the interests of the court, the Lord will still choose to sacrifice others and protect the interests of the court. This is the belief of the entire hidden dragon!

......

"The way of the saints, moving with the world, making heaven and earth!"

Within the Union Barracks, Fang Yuan looked at the two centrally unremarkable big accounts, and his heart sighed silently.

The power of the saint, is the mortal peek?

A thin layer of tabernacle is to isolate the heavens and the earth, and even he can not feel the slightest abnormality.

"The Dream Masters has a total of five saints. At this time, there are two saints, the ancient ancestors of the Alliance, and Li Qingmian at the beginning of the conference! There are also three saints who are secretly debugging the six poles and forbidden the big array, just wait until When the big array is launched, you can come to support immediately!"

"On the court side, the true sacred power of the show is only one person, and two national teachers!"

These two national teachers, one spirit and one Wu, are all on the verge of spiritual and martial arts, and they have received the dedication of the Dagan court, mastering the destiny, saying everything, every move, all with indescribable The power of Wei Li is enough to counter the two saints!

But that's all.

Unless there is a miracle, Fang Yuan can't see any chance of winning the court.

At this point, what other tricks have almost completely lost the effect, relying on pure power competition!

It is unfortunate that in terms of the details, the Dagan court was completely blasted by the five major leagues.

"Even if I did the request of the Hidden Dragon Lord, I did not change it..."

Fang Yuan thought of the two sources of crystallization given by the other side, and his face sneered.

Whether the two crystals are good or bad, he is not ready to use anyway.

Perhaps the average dreamer, when he sees this, will be immediately irritated to red eyes, ignoring many dangers, but definitely not including him.

With attribute abilities, which time to explore the world is not a great harvest? Especially in this time, the earth star world has a feeling of eating.

‘In the case of returning to the sky, how can we do it? ’

Fang Yuan brought himself to the court side and thought about it quickly: "How can we change the festival? At this time, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. But now, the saint is the big picture! No solution... unless..."

His eyes lit up.

Hey!

Just then, the desolation of the military number sounded.

An army was silent, coming out of the camp, gathering the torrents of the eight parties, arranged in a row, and was silent during the march.

Such a high quality, no matter where it is, is called a soldier.

Unfortunately, here is the first batch of cannon fodder.

The three armed forces gathered together to set up a high platform outside the Yujing City, which was dozens of feet high. Shilongtu was dressed up and sat on top of it: "Teach it!"

This is the right thing to do, but no one thinks it will succeed.

Sure enough, Yujing City quickly heard news that the defenders refused to surrender, and even with the long lived Wanshou, a group of ceremonies appeared in the head of Yujing City, the first one was a yellow dragon umbrella.

"Is it the Zhaoming Emperor?"

Good eyesight, and suddenly Fang Yuan saw the big god.

To be practical, it is a deep middle age. As for the fate and strength, I am afraid that it is not as good as the guards around me.

Of course, he is purely a dreamer, and he is beyond the ordinary.

In the eyes of ordinary mortals, the great emperor is still the true son of the destiny, Wan Xian to the DPRK!

As soon as the first appearance appeared, the entire army of the Forbidden Army on the Yujing City cheered and morale rose.

Not only that, but even the squadrons of Shilongtu's elite, there was a riot, and although it quickly subsided, it still made him sink.

As a betrayal of the rebel, the shortcomings in the name of the righteousness can't be concealed.

Fang Yuan suddenly had some sympathy for this person.

Even if he is not in the wrong position, Shilongtu will never be so hard to be a pioneer.

However, under the pressure of the five major league dreamers, all resistance is ants, and the will of any saint cannot be changed at all!

"There is no retreat today, attack!"

Shilongtu took a deep breath and pulled out the sword to order.

"attack!"

The three armies roared, and the **** battles rushed to the sky.