Please ask the dream

Chapter 722 Interlude

"Although I want some pressure, this pressure is too great, isn't it? How come this thing is so much stronger than the one in the golden finger?"

Looking at the arm that was approaching him unstoppably, Feng Xue held his breath to speed up the time, but it was not enough. He had just used [Time Stealth (Time Stop)], and it would be difficult for him to do it again before the people of Suqin recovered, but he could clearly recognize that this attack was enough to blow him up.

Although this was just a container at this time, Feng Xue didn't dare to bet whether this person also touched the structure of the ideal country when he could even ban the dead river.

"Tsk, although it can't achieve the maximum effect, but now, I can only try the one-body super-quantity..."

Feng Xue sighed secretly, but the rapid movement of the pointer in his ear did not allow him to think more. The golden arcs were drawn between the almost solidified thunders, and the chrysanthemum exhibition, which was already close at hand, also became a little slow.

The visualization of the Yellow King Jinchūriki was fully unfolded, and his armor turned into a bright yellow cloak, stained with the light of the stars, and above Feng Xue's human body, an indescribable shadow condensed.

"Budu..."

"Descend..."

Thunder and dusk accompanied the moment when the two people's thoughts were about to collide, and the thunder and golden rain, along with the dark clouds covering the sky, suddenly disappeared.

The golden arc in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and the shadow behind Feng Xue shattered. He could only prepare to take the attack, but the Juzhan who was already in front of him seemed to have suddenly forgotten how to fly. As the lightning sword in his hand dissipated, the whole person suddenly fell.

That feeling was like Tom in Tom and Jerry flying towards Jerry, but at the moment when he was about to touch, he was suddenly captured by the gravity of the earth. It was outrageous.

But before Feng Xue could react to what happened, his body suddenly sank. Yes, just like Tom who suddenly realized that he couldn't fly, he fell after a short period of air control.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

Suddenly recovering from the breath-holding extreme acceleration, Feng Xue has not yet been able to break free from the boundary between fast and slow. Below him is still Su Qin, but he doesn't look like Su Qin, not only because the network constructed by rules suddenly disappeared, but also because the central command building that should have been torn into pieces by Juzhan appeared intact in the field of vision.

"Why is it here?"

Compared to Juzhan, who was frantically outputting G·I particles to stabilize his body, Feng Xue completely ignored his free fall. At this time, there was only one thought left in his mind-

"Is Li Zhongping not dead?"

Yes, Feng Xue was not unfamiliar with this place. It was the ideal country that he was pulled into by the three generations of old men in the simulation!

The ideal country that belongs to the creator of Qingyun, the architect of Qingyun war, and all those who have patriotic feelings for Qingyun!

"It seems that you and I have been plotted?" Juzhan stopped in the air, but his vigilance was already at its peak. At this moment, he even felt that everything in front of him was a plot set up by the fourth generation of Qingyun for nearly ten years.

But before he finished speaking, he heard a bang, and Feng Xue, who fell with him, was smashed into a pool of meat.

"???" At this time, Juzhan's mind was confused. It was difficult for him to understand why Feng Xue, who could fight back and forth with him just now, suddenly disappeared, but the next moment, he found that the corpse on the ground seemed to be wrong.

"Sure enough, it can be used again." Feng Xue, who refreshed his status with the Dead River, was full of relief at this time. Seeing his calm face, Juzhan became more vigilant.

In fact, he had already discovered that although this ideal country was the inherited ideal country of Qingyun, its strength was not high. If it weren't for the fact that his own minefield was destroyed by Feng Xue with that weird cabbage, it would not have been so easily covered.

But it was too late to say so much now. Under the crush of Qingyun, this huge and incomparable ideal country, it was difficult for him to fight for the opportunity to materialize the ideal country again.

Danger!

No, that's not right!

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, Juzhan, who looked like he had lost his horse, suddenly started laughing wildly, which made Feng Xue, who had readjusted his breathing, a little stunned for a while.

Crazy?

No, that's not right.

So...

"He found it!"

Realizing this, Feng Xue held his breath again.

There was no starlight, no golden rain, only a flash of brilliant white light.

"Buzz!"

Strong pressure came from the sky, and Feng Xue's movements were forcibly slowed down. His cracked body was quickly repaired under the effect of the Philosopher's Stone and Alchemical Life Unit Type II, but the monologue in his hand did not stab out.

His wrist was actually held tightly by Juzhan.

"Hahaha! I never thought that there would be fools who would believe what I just said back then! The ownerless national utopia is such a great gift! As long as I absorb it, I will be the strongest creator in the world!"

After kicking Feng Xue into a pulp, Juzhan's laughter became more and more intense, shaking the earth. He was not worried about the "thoughts" infiltrated in this utopia, because he had been competing with the "subjective will" of various countries since he became the creator.

If Qingyun could bring out a creator, he would naturally not have any idea, but now, he only needs to use the grinding work to distort the ownerless idea little by little. Not to mention changing Yun to Ying, as long as he can occupy such a huge foundation, what's wrong with him changing Hongying's name to Qingyun? !

Compared to Juzhan's attitude of "the villain dies because of talking too much", Feng Xue, who returned under the influence of the dead river, looked particularly ugly. It was because he had seen this ideal country controlled by three generations of old men that he noticed the fact that there was no owner here at the first time.

So, he wanted to take Juzhan down while he was panicking.

But he didn't expect that he would react so quickly.

But...

Who is it?

No need to think, the answer has emerged.

Everyone in the central command center before is possible.

After all, Feng Xue knows too much about "the bragging back then"!

"What should I do?"

Feng Xue no longer thought about it at this time. The cabbage unfolded again. He wanted to tear off a piece from this inherited ideal country!

Although this may be futile, at this moment, he can only gamble!

But with the establishment of his own will, a creepy feeling completely exploded.

The source is not Juzhan!