The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 286 Racial Talent [Dream Weaving]

  The advancement of the race is naturally not only explained by the extra adaptability and the skyrocketing mental power.

   And Sleeping Beast, that is, the ability of the Dream God Race.

   It is also his unique ability, and he has already noticed it in his heart after completing the corresponding advancement.

  【Dream Weaving】

  Yuan Bei walked to the window. Under the effect of his adaptability, the night was no longer a hindrance to him. Although his eyes were not as clear as in the daytime, they were only covered by a layer of black veil.

  The training camp at night is as quiet as it is. This place should be cleaned up. The withered branches in the distance are strangely shaped, and it looks like infinite bones looking at the sky in the dark.

  Yuan Bei originally felt a little uncomfortable because of the life energy, but looking at it now... Well, it's like returning to his own home, super comfortable!

  But this is not the point.

  With a thought in Yuan Bei's mind, his eyes suddenly turned into turbid and chaotic colors, with chaotic lines tangled in them, which is exactly the form of Dream God.

  He looked up to the window.

  Suddenly, ball-shaped objects suddenly appeared in the originally quiet night sky, and some pictures were faintly played on them. They couldn't see clearly, and there was no sound, like silent movies.

  Yuan Bei glanced around, and finally placed on a moderately sized dream.

   This should be a Tier 4 student.

  The eyes are fixed, staring at one of the pictures for an instant.

   Immediately.

  The chaotic lines in his eyes began to twist wildly, and countless black lines were entangled, as if he was doing some meaningless graffiti.

   Then, at a certain moment, Yuan Bei's body didn't move, but his spirit seemed to be shuttling through a radiant tunnel, the surroundings were hazy and vague, and at the end of the endless, there was an old dream of desire hidden.

  The next moment.

  Yuan Bei appeared, looked up, and saw that the surrounding environment was no different from the training camp, only slightly different caused by some memory deviations. At this time, a group of people were gathering in front of the training camp.

  When he looked over, Yuan Bei had a strange expression on his face: "Did you actually have a dream this morning?"

  He suddenly saw another "self".

   At this time, the dream has developed to the end of the matter, and the phantom of the Blood Gun King has appeared.

  Then something happened that Yuan Bei didn't expect, the sea of ​​blood was ups and downs under the blow of the Blood Spear King, and "he" was instantly beaten to pieces in that attack, and he couldn't die anymore!

  Yuan Bei:? ? ? ? ?

  What's the matter with this little brother?

   Did this kill me in the dream?

  However, he didn't modify the dream for the time being, but he looked at it with interest.

   "Damn it!"

   "All of you are going to be buried with my son!"

   Then I saw the Blood Spear King in his dream as if he had lost his mind, and suddenly he roared, and the sea of ​​blood above the sky poured down like Mount Tai.

   "So weak."

  Yuan Bei stood aside, as if in another dimension, tsk from the perspective of a bystander.

   It's just that the oppression is not strong, at best it is only the oppression of the master, and it is not as terrifying as the oppression of Jia Zhi when he shot with all his strength.

   But in dreams, these oppressive forces are also based on what the dream owner sees.

   "Well, this should be a college student with little knowledge."

  Yuan Bei instantly came to a conclusion.

  Grandmaster's oppressive power is nothing?

  He really faced the oppression of the king today, even if it is just a phantom, it is not comparable to the master at all, and there are two levels between the two.

  The dream continued.

  At the moment when everyone was screaming and crying, there was a sudden cold snort.

"Humph!"

  The sound was like thunder, and the sea of ​​blood in the midair stopped there, and a plain-looking man stood up from the crowd.

   "A mere king, dare to ask me to be buried with you? Ridiculous!"

   In the sea of ​​blood came the surprised and angry voice of the Blood Gun King: "Who are you?!"

   "Blood Spear King, you can recognize this card!"

   While speaking, the man suddenly took out a pure black sign.

"this…"

  The Blood Spear King's voice paused, and even trembled a little: "This...is it the Dragon Head card!? You are the Twelve Heads, Dragon King?!"

  Students around this is the beginning.

   "Dragon King!?"

   "What, he is the Dragon King?!"

   "How is it possible? As one of the twelve poems, the Dragon King has always been mysterious. How could he appear here!"

   "Is the Dragon King so young?!"

   "I am actually able to be in the same training camp as Dragon King, what a blessing it is!"

   "See Dragon King!"

  A certain man suddenly yelled and knelt down. Looking at the setting, he looked like an old licking dog. Maybe he had a grudge against the owner of the dream...

   Clap clap!

   Suddenly there was a series of kneeling sounds.

  The owner of the dream, Bu Fan, did not change his face at this time, as if he hadn't seen it, and coldly shouted at the sea of ​​blood in the sky:

   "If you know this card, come here and kneel down!"

   "Then Yuan Bei will kill him, and I don't want to intervene. It's his own fault. If you don't take action, I will make him die on the spot!"

   "But if you dare to commit the following offenses, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, you will die without a place to bury you!"

  Yuan Bei: …

  Brother really dare to think!

   Is it really a dream...

   But by the way, why do I have a grudge against you? Even if I die in this dream, I will not forget to step on it again?

  Think about it every day and dream at night!

  The dream continued.

  Seeing the sea of ​​blood shrinking suddenly, it turned into a phantom, with a look of sincerity and fear, and in an instant, it was in front of the man, trembling and about to kneel down.

  Yuan Bei couldn't stand it anymore, the threads in his eyes twisted and became disordered, and began to affect the dream.

  Little brother, from this moment on, your dream... belongs to me!

  This will let you see what dimensionality reduction strike is!

  Under Yuan Bei's control, the Blood Spear King, who had completely withdrawn his grandmaster-level aura, suddenly had a higher aura on his body!

level one!

  Second order!

   Tier 5!

   Grandmaster!

  Boom!

  In the dream, the sky is full of blood!

  King class!

  The aura this time was completely based on Yuan Bei's own observations. Unfortunately, he had a personal experience of the Blood Spear King's aura that day!

  Compared to the momentum that spreads to the students after it converges, it is much stronger!

   It is simply a sky and an underground!

   Plop!

  "Dragon King" directly knelt under this aura beyond what he had seen himself!

  Bu Fan:? ? ? ? ?

what happened? How did I kneel down?

  This script is wrong!

   Isn't this my dream?

   There must be something wrong, I was invincible in my dream!

  Bu Fan knelt on the ground and shouted:

   "Damn it!"

   "Blood Spear King, you still don't accept your aura!"

   "I am the Dragon Head King, one of the twelve beasts, aren't you afraid of my wrath?!"

  But the Blood Gun King was not as fearful as he imagined, but instead sneered: "Ridiculous!"

   Next.

   With a wave of his big hand, the sea of ​​blood turned into a spear and rushed towards him in an instant, beheading Bu Fan on the spot!

   Among the moves, there are some meanings of Chen Hao.

  …

at the same time.

  A room somewhere in the training camp.

   "Poof!"

  Bu Fan woke up suddenly, clutching his chest, a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth, his face was dazed, and there was some confusion.

   What the **** is going on?

   At this time, he was really beaten and seriously injured!

   "Bu Fan!"

   "What happened to Bu Fan?"

   "Isn't it a training injury?"

   "Heal quickly!"

  Not to mention the mess in the dormitory over here.

  At this time, Yuan Bei's complexion was extremely pale and bloodless, and there were bursts of pain like needle **** in his mind, and his whole body was light as if he would fall to the ground at any time!

   Actually, the whole mental power was overdrawn!

   After a while, he took a breath and came over with a wry smile on his face: "It's dangerous!"

   "The aura of a king, even if it's just a phantom, I can't weave it at will."

  Just a dozen or so breaths of effort had already squeezed his whole body dry.

  If it wasn't for the soaring mental power, Yuan Bei would have been brain-dead by now!

  However, this also reminded Yuan Bei that this ability is powerful, but it also needs to be done according to its ability.

  The speed of it needs to be grasped by him.

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  (end of this chapter)