Great Dao Ji

Russell's heart was shaken, and he found that the void around him was wrinkled, and the gate of the other dimension was invisibly cut into different spaces.

And he who crawled out of the gate of the other dimension was twisted and cut into countless pieces invisibly!

The gate of the other dimension is not real, but a projection of blood witchcraft. It is extremely difficult to destroy, but it can be twisted and divided.

How could this short-lived creature know?

An unexpected success?

Or

Boom!

When Russell was shocked, An Qisheng didn't say too much nonsense. His mind moved. Seven sword lights suddenly flashed between the boundless world.

The seven sword lights were colorless, and suddenly they were vertical and horizontal, but the black and white colors filled and swelled, as if they were going to fill the world. For a while, the black and white colors of the world intertwined, evolving into a huge and boundless black and white Tai Chi diagram.

Then the golden light converged, turning into a line to divide the black and white, turning the yin and yang.

It exploded with a bang in the void where the ripples were, drowning everything.

In the human world, the Lord of the Netherworld, Gu Changfeng, could use his inner world as the foundation to absorb the evil spirits of heaven and earth into the Netherworld. Although An Qisheng was on Xuanxing, he could not open another world.

However, with the help of the power of the sentient beings in the two worlds, he could guide them in this dream, but he could do this in disguise!

"Short-lived species"

In the sudden burst of divine light, Russell did not struggle, but looked at An Qisheng with a pair of cold and indifferent eyes, as if to deeply imprint his face in his eyes:

"You are very good"

The Nightmare Hydra, named after nightmare, will first pull all living beings into nightmares whenever it encounters other civilizations, and use nightmares to seize all the essence of civilization.

Although he has never destroyed civilizations, it is not the first time that he has destroyed the country and the stars in his dreams.

But it is still the first time that he has been guided and pulled into someone else's "nightmare".

An Qisheng looked down at Russell, his eyes were as deep as the sea. As he said, everything was just beginning.

Whoosh~

In just a few moments, the divine light in the sky disappeared, and the gate to another dimension and the giant snake Russell disappeared together.

This action was too fast, and most people didn't know what happened. Only the Taoists on the top of Wangquan Mountain were shocked and seemed to understand something.

"Ancestor, twisted and split the monster?"

Yuan Tingguang's eyes swayed, a little surprised.

The foundation of this dream was created by An Qisheng, but everything inside was filled by them. Of course, they knew that this dream was more than one layer.

The monster seemed to be split and thrown into other layers of the dream.

"Ancestor created this dream just to suppress this monster?"

The old Taoist who took the first action frowned slightly, trying to figure out what the ancestor meant.

"I'm afraid so"

Someone nodded.

Before An Qisheng came to Wangquan Sword, the decree he passed down was to construct a dream, and not just one layer, but multiple dreams covering 3,300 years from ancient times to the present.

At that time, they were still surprised. If it was just to prolong their lifespan and get more time to practice in dreams, one layer of dreams would be enough, so why bother so much.

Now it seems that the ancestor had already anticipated this.

The people present were all clear-minded. At this time, they naturally guessed An Qisheng's thoughts and couldn't help but feel awe in their hearts.

From Tong Zhengyang to this monster, the ancestor seemed to have planned everything, and everything he did had multiple deep meanings.

"It's useless to think too much. Whatever the ancestor wants to do, the disciples can only listen and cooperate."

Yuan Tingguang took a deep breath:

"Wait for the ancestor's decree"

This day.

For everyone in Xuanxing, it is destined to be an unforgettable day, and it will even be remembered by history.

The huge gate hanging in the air, the magic sword across the east and west.

The high-definition photos of the two objects exploded the entire network almost instantly. This time, no one could cover it up.

Governments of various countries no longer had the idea of ​​suppressing the discussion.

There was no other reason, just too many people saw it.

In just one day, the number of netizens participating in the discussion of these two sacred objects around the world exceeded 3 billion, and it was still growing wildly at a rate far exceeding any other topic.

This was the first topic that completely ignited global discussion after a huge disaster many years ago.

"What exactly is that door? The door to hell? Or a portal to other worlds? What is behind the door, aliens? Demons?"

"The forbidden door, if this door is opened, will it attract countless aliens?"

"What is that magic sword? Does anyone know what words are on the door? I searched the global database and did not find any similar words."

"Flying sword, flying sword! Across the eastern and western hemispheres, across the oceans, across the sky, isn't this the legendary flying sword? In the mountains of Tianfu, Is there really a sword immortal? "

"Nonsense, how can the flying sword in the legend have such power? How can there be a sword immortal? If there is, why didn't the sword immortal show up when our ancestors went out of Tianfu to participate in the war and suffered the highest casualties in the country? "

"This is the magic sword in the legend of my South Korea! The great nation has saved the world again!"

"Hahaha, the person above is laughing to death, do you have sword culture in South Korea?"

Countless people vented their excitement after the disaster on the Internet, cursing or arguing with others, and many people just wanted to explore the mystery.

There are also hackers who want to hack into satellites to spy on the truth, but they were beaten by the highly nervous governments of various countries, and large numbers of hackers were caught by following the clues.

And in this process, the 'dreamer' was finally noticed and known by the world for the first time.

That one video,

From the Three Seals Country.

A young man from the Three Seal Kingdom who claimed to be a disciple of the 'Great Dragon Gate' was sitting cross-legged on a thin wooden board, floating in the turbid and flowing Ganges River.

He was thin and short, and his exposed upper skin shone like copper and iron in the sunlight.

His lower body was wearing linen trousers, and his feet soaked in the water of the Ganges were naked without shoes.

This kind of dress is very common in the Sanyin country. They call themselves Dalits, while others call them untouchables.

A small drone hovered above him, taking pictures.

"My name is Harry, and I am a dreamer. In the dream, I am a disciple of the Great Dragon Clan in Youzhou. My ancestor is the powerful leader of the Great Dragon Clan, Kuangtu Yan!"

The young man spoke fluently in Daxuan dialect, which was recorded via drone. Daxuan dialect is one of the most studied languages ​​in the world today.

He's live.

Barrage after barrage flashed on the drone screen, most of them were surprised by his fluent Daxuan dialect, as for the Great Dragon Gate, Dreamer, and Yan Kuangtu.

But it didn't attract too many people's attention.

"Harry! You shouldn't go, stop it!"

"Harry!"

"Harry, stop your stupid ideas."

On the far bank of the Ganges, many people dressed like him were waving their arms and shouting.

"They are all trying to persuade me to go back. They think I am crazy."

Harry explained to the drone with a smile on his face, but no one thought he was smiling.

"Many, many years ago, as far back as I can remember, my parents told me not to wear shoes and not to sit down anywhere where other people are around."

Harry calmly narrated: "The law has abolished the unequal provisions, but it is ridiculous that the concepts in people's hearts are passed down from generation to generation."

There was no barrage on the drone's live broadcast, and it seemed that everyone watching the live broadcast was shocked.

But in an instant, overwhelming ridicule filled the entire screen.

"I came out this time just to challenge that."

Harry said, stood up in the Ganges, stepped on the Ganges with bare feet, and walked towards a simple house standing on the bank of the Ganges not far away:

"That stupid and pathetic Garuda!"

Walking on water?

At this time, many people watching the live broadcast were stunned, but many people also questioned, thinking that there must be something else in the river.

But some people remained silent because they recognized the simple houses in the picture.

The house was very simple, no different from the houses where ordinary people lived, but this simple house was extremely famous.

Because living in this house is the former untouchable, now the holy master Garuda.

Crunch~

As Harry walked to the shore, the wooden door of the house slowly opened.

A thin old man with a high nose, deep eye sockets, dark skin, wearing canvas clothes, and carrying a three-pronged staff walked out slowly. He looked at Harry calmly and whispered:

"Son, you shouldn't have come."

Garuda's voice was calm and melodious, like a group of monks reciting scriptures. The voice was not high, but it was very penetrating. The sound of the flowing water of the Ganges River was covered up.

"Garuda, you should know why I came."

Harry looked at Garuda with a complicated expression and involuntarily tensed up.

He, or many people know it.

This meek old man is the most terrifying killer in the world, and countless people have died at his hands.

"You have listened to my lectures before, and I can feel your indignation. However, things are not as simple as you think."

Garuda shook his head slightly: "It is easy to move mountains, but difficult to move hearts. Only time and education can erase the prejudice in people's hearts. Violence has no meaning."

"My thousand times of hard work can't compare to someone else being born as a Kshatriya. I can endure mediocrity, but I can't endure humility."

Harry stared at Garuda, his eyes slightly red:

"I learned a saying in Daxuan: Do princes, generals, and ministers have the right to be in love with each other?!"

"You only know that the prince and general Xiang Ning is kind, but you don't know how many people died because of this sentence."

Garuda shook his head slightly:

"We don't have ancestors like Daxuan Ren"

"There are no such ancestors"

Harry looked solemn, and as he clenched his fingers one by one, he said word by word: "Then, I will be such an ancestor!"

"oh?"

Garuda raised his eyelids, not being moved by his heroic words, and his voice was still weak:

"Maybe you haven't woken up yet, and you have lost your mind because of the dream."

"Haha, haha!"

Harry chuckled, laughed, and seemed to shed tears: "Garuda, you are old, you don't know what kind of changes have taken place in the world!"

Bang!

While the laughter reverberated, Harry stepped hard, and the ground within more than ten meters around him sank, and he himself shot out like an arrow from a string.

He opened his arms like a roc spreading its wings, swept dozens of meters across, and punched out with a surge of true energy: "Times have changed!"

boom!

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The hovering drone trembled and almost fell from the sky, and the camera rolled, making the people who were watching the live broadcast cursed.

Wait until the lens is stable again.

Everyone looked again and saw a thin palm slowly falling down, pressing Harry's high head heavily into the map.

Bang!

Mud is flying, dust is flying, and the old houses are rustling.

Harry's vision went dark, and he struggled furiously, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the thin hand on his head.

Garuda sighed softly, let go of his hand and turned to leave.

Harry's eyes were splitting, "You, you are also a dreamer?!"

"Your Dapeng King Fist"

Garuda paused for a moment before walking into the dusty house: "I taught you."

"you"

Harry was struck by thunder and fell into the dust.

Are even the divine warriors like Garuda a dreamer?

Qinglong closed the computer and looked solemn:

"The number of dreamers is increasing at an extremely fast rate and is no longer controllable."

A week has passed since that day of change, but a week can't erase this huge shock. Moreover, because of the constant appearance of dreamers, the world has become vaguely chaotic.

"With a sharp weapon in hand, he has a murderous intention. After mastering the power, it is like holding the sharpest knife in the world. I really don't know what the future will be like."

Bai Hu sighed softly.

Xuanxing has never had real peace, and there are still many conflicts among countries in the world, such as the caste system, racial discrimination, class conflicts, and the gap between rich and poor.

All kinds of contradictions are hidden under the cloak of peace and cannot be noticed at ordinary times, but it does not mean that they really do not exist.

There are many people like Harry in the world, and the appearance of dreamers will eventually lead to hidden dangers.

For the time being, all countries in the world still possess the most powerful force, which is enough to suppress it. But what if one day, someone will master a power as uncontrollable as that 'royal sword'?

There is a dreamer inside, and there is an unknown monster on Mars outside. For a time, there are worries about foreign troubles, which makes people overwhelmed.

"Yesterday, another group of dreamers appeared. Go and arrange for someone to take over. Remember to be gentle and don't be too aggressive."

Qinglong rubbed his temples, feeling exhausted. He hadn't rested for a long time. If it weren't for his strong physical strength, he might have died suddenly.

"People have been arranged to do it."

White Tiger replied.

"Have you done it already?"

Qinglong looked up, a little surprised at first, and then flashed a look of surprise: "Could it be you?"

"good."

Bai Hu rubbed his palms, feeling a little expectant and excited: "Yesterday morning, I became a dreamer for the first time. I truly entered the 'Dream of Royal Power' instead of seeing it through Academician Lu's brain waves."

"Even you?"

Qinglong stood up and walked around a little bored, unable to describe his mood for the moment.

Groups of dreamers appeared one after another, making people overwhelmed. The biggest reason was of course that dreamers appeared one after another within the Special Affairs Bureau.

"Right."

Baihu seemed to have remembered something, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke: "Qiu Niu, Yaizhen, Qingniao and others have also become dreamers. They can't tell you."

"What?"

Qinglong's voice suddenly rose and he could no longer calm down.

There are seven real high-level people in the Special Affairs Bureau, namely Qi Niu, Qing Hu, Ya Zhan, Qing Niao, Dan Huang, Bai Hu, and Qing Long.

Wang Zhixuan, codenamed Danhuang, and Jiang Shili, codenamed Qinghu, have already become dreamers. At this time, they brought the prisoner Niu, Baihu and others.

Co-author is the only ‘natural person’ in the Special Affairs Bureau at this time.

It's actually you? !

Suddenly, Qinglong felt the strong malice coming from the ‘Dream of Royal Power’

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