Please ask the dream

One second passed...

Two seconds passed...

At the moment when the stilled time returned to normal, Juzhan felt a flash in front of his eyes. The extreme nerve reflex nurtured by the name of the fastest speed even allowed him to catch a little judgment of Feng Xue's punch in the time stop, but his body was too late to leave.

No, it was not that he was too late to leave, but he was hit before he wanted to leave!

Feng Xue's Xiong Jitian was an extremely rough move to crush G·I particles. Before hitting, most of the G·I particles in the range had been turned into part of the power. At this time, Feng Xue was wearing the [Sharp Wooden Sword] that treated melee as long-range, the [Fighting Pendant] that treated long-range as melee, and the [Golden Brick] that ignored blocking!

A punch was thrown, both melee and long-range, but no matter what, there was no possibility of blocking!

The intense pain was accompanied by the bursting of lightning all over his body, and Juzhan felt the sense of danger for the first time in a long time.

With his thoughts jumping, Juzhan almost immediately completed the reorganization of his consciousness, but his body did not return as he imagined.

No, not only his body, but also the endless thunder that exploded from his body was annihilated at a rapid speed, floating in the air like a ghost. He could only rely on the power seeping out of the ideal country to repair his body bit by bit, but he saw a giant bear standing upright, opening its mouth at him.

The mountain-blown flame pushed up along the spine of the giant bear, and finally condensed into a trembling color in its mouth.

[Light pattern fluctuation·200,000 lumens·Xiong Ji Tian radiation]!

Obviously, there was no noise between heaven and earth at this time, but the name of this move seemed to be forced into Juzhan's mind.

Although the output of this attack did not reach the peak, it was already the limit that Feng Xue could reach by forcibly squeezing the ideal country after swinging Xiong Ji Tian.

Now the G·I particles in a radius of one kilometer have been thinned to the limit. His output is limited, but Juzhan, isn't it the same?

The flames fell like a giant sword that was about to cut the sky apart, completely burning away all the traces of Juzhan.

Quickly adjusting his breathing, Feng Xue narrowed his eyes. In the ninth second since the battle, there was finally a moment of peace.

The golden raindrops finally fell. Feng Xue, wearing the wind and thunder armor, stood in the air, but did not relax at all. The music box placed in Chang Sanfa's safe house was still singing the melody of [Rules] in a round, but Feng Xue could clearly feel that the whole Suqin was undergoing some changes.

"The Creator? He is just a coward born in an era without me."

Carefully savoring the changes in the G·I particle environment, Feng Xue spoke provocatively. Now it has been four seconds since Juzhan was hit by Xiong Jietian's radiation, and the golden raindrops have already fallen to the ground, as if everything was just his wishful thinking.

Feng Xue narrowed his eyes. Although the specific goal was not clear, he knew very well that Juzhan must be temporarily modifying the common sense around him to gain more advantages, and he naturally could not let Juzhan do what he wanted!

"If you don't come out, I'll go find you!" Feng Xue said something that seemed to be nonsense, but he stretched out his hand and a delicate erhu appeared in his hand. The bow rubbed against the strings, and the sound of the erhu was sad, but it seemed that a big hand was trying to tear apart this weird atmosphere.

"How is it possible?" Juzhan, who took the opportunity of his body turning into ashes and escaping into the ideal country, widened his eyes. Although it was only a little, he clearly felt that the common sense he imposed on Su Qin was being forcibly separated.

"Could it be that this guy has actually entered the realm of creation?" Juzhan frowned, but he was not anxious. Although Feng Xue's combat effectiveness was outrageous, he did not show the characteristics of the realm of the creator.

Juzhan, who had figured this out, did not accept Feng Xue's provocation, but silently adjusted his thinking. Since he had already given up the face of the Creator to fight him, he must not leave any flaws!

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

It seemed that the second hand was ticking, and the minute hand was jumping. Feng Xue's song was already halfway through, and the common sense written by Juzhan was completely torn apart.

Unfortunately...

"It's time for you to understand the gap between the Creator and the dreamer!"

Juzhan in the ideal country suddenly smiled, and the distorted thing separated from Su Qin's common sense by Feng Xue suddenly unfolded.

Juzhan stretched out his hand and made a fist. Feng Xue, who was playing music, suddenly felt his body stiffen. A strong sense of crampedness broke out under this most empty sky. Feng Xue almost instantly thought of the scene when he first fought with Juzhan.

It was not the transformation of G·I particles, but the actual material influence. It was an absolute rewrite that could not be resisted by will and could not be penetrated by faith.

It was not a simple squeeze, but the common sense separated from himself turned into a bondage!

[Bad Beast·Illusionary Collapse]!

A killer whale condensed out of thin air, and with a flick of its seemingly ordinary tail fin, it smashed the big hand that almost crushed Feng Xue completely, but this was just a prelude. At the same time as the palm collapsed, the azure thunder completely evaporated the golden rain!

"Come down! Thunder pool disaster land!"

The roaring thunder covered the sky and the earth, and the mountains replaced the urbanized Suqin, as if the world that had been forged by thunder day after day since ancient times was finally here, but Feng Xue was waiting for this moment!

In reality, he did not have a victory dragon. Facing the creator who could return from the ideal country, the simplest way was to let him completely unfold the ideal country!

The strongest moment is also the weakest moment!

The green cabbage suddenly appeared, and a piece of open space unfolded from Feng Xue's feet. His own cognition began to erode Lei Chi Huo Tu, and Juzhan's completely elemental body once again came into his sight.

I can see it!

This is not that Juzhan's speed has slowed down, nor that Lei Chi Huo Tu's teleportation ability has disappeared, but that Feng Xue's mirror shadow weapon specially developed to deal with the Creator is originally used to operate in the enemy's ideal country.

"Time stops, eroding the ideal country, what a powerful architecture!"

Looking at the increasingly flexible Feng Xue, Juzhan's face outlined by the current showed a slight smile, because these are just the powers that Feng Xue has shown in his dreams, and he has already known them!

The battle of the architect is a contest of imagination, will and belief. The will of the Creator is unshakable, and the Creator's belief turns virtual into real. On the premise that he has already understood the enemy's fighting method, he has naturally imagined various strategies to solve it!

The lightning that had been falling from the sky suddenly began to twist, and the lightning rings entangled with each other. Feng Xue, who used the mirror-image weapon to teleport and delay the erosion speed, only felt a strong suction force coming. The next moment, Juzhan's face, which was completely out of human form, was already in front of him.

If you can't lock it, then don't lock it!

If you can't get close, then let the enemy come by himself!

The conversion of electricity and magnetism is just a thought. Although the ideal country is being eroded, as long as everything is resolved before that!