Village Building Order Frenzy

The night got deeper.

Time seemed to be frozen, allowing the unspeakable terrifying power to penetrate the void, pass through the wall of dimensions, lock on a certain sinful plane of heaven and earth, and even sneak into this world through the barrier of heaven and earth with ease.

No one knew about this scene, and no one saw it.

But in the Sword Immortal Hall, Zhang Yang, the true master of the Sword Immortal World, was looking at the beauties under the lamp—the more beautiful he looked, the more beautiful he looked.

Well, just kidding, he's not that kind of guy.

A beauty is a guest—that's strange.

It can only be a prisoner, but a prisoner like Li Meng is really rare.

Zhang Yang made an exception and gave her a table of iced watermelons, and also gave her the qualification to watch the annual drama.

But Li Meng's expression at this moment is very subtle, neither anxious, nor shy, nor pitiful, nor soft. She is sitting upright, her eyes are not squinted, her eyes are slightly open, and she is not angry——beautiful.

That body of righteousness, that body of arrogance, that body of joy, just because of what Zhang Yang said, the ancient gods in the dream will invade the world of sword immortals tonight, does this count as a red-faced beauty?

Li Meng didn't say a word, a single word, and since that moment, he has always maintained this pure and clean goddess aura.

Zhang Yang didn't care too much, the long night was long, the iced watermelon was sweet and icy, but it could be supplied with energy, but it could be made with energy.

Well, as for why, Li Meng is not in the castle in the dream dimension, but appears in the Sword Immortal Hall?

The reason is very simple.

Not only Li Meng, but also those 1,060 disciples, they were always there.

As early as eight months ago, after they entered the ancient castle openly, they were transferred to the Sword Immortal Hall by Zhang Yang using twelve esoteric tricks, and they were just trumpets in the ancient castle.

No one knew about this matter, even Qu Shang was kept in the dark.

Of course, at that time, Zhang Yang was not supernatural enough to know in advance that the tree roots would betray him. He simply thought that if he didn't put good things in his safe, it would be purely stupid.

As for why the tree roots were used to imprison Li Meng in the ancient castle, heck, at that time, he was not worried about the imminent pursuit and revenge of the Thousand-Handed Terran, and he had to be prepared to flee immediately if the momentum was wrong—strategic retreat to the dreamland Dimensions.

But who would have known that his little cousin was really good at flipping the table, and the two ancient gods of the Thousand Hands Clan watched helplessly, but they couldn't find any clues.

He despises this ability deeply.

In short, the above are all digressions, and the excitement always comes after midnight.

On the 129,600 pieces of live-action images formed by 360 pieces of bricks, the dynamic scenes of each area in Sword Immortal World are being broadcast live simultaneously, and the resolution can reach the level where a dust can be seen directly. That is to say, as long as you put your mind into a certain picture, you can immediately have face-to-face intimate contact with everything in this area, as if you were on the scene.

This kind of ability is common to gods, let alone ancient gods. Li Meng was very disdainful at first, but it was not until she understood the real area covered by each picture that her face changed slightly.

Yes, she can only cover an area with a diameter of 100,000 kilometers with her thoughts, but according to Zhang Yang's scale, it is almost 300,000 kilometers in diameter.

But in his heart, Li Meng still disdained it, because so what, the Ancient God of Dreamland took action, and tomorrow morning, this world of sword immortals must be full of mourners.

The content of the screen is constantly flowing, Zhang Yang seems not to care about revealing military secrets, the transfer of the sword fairy legions, the opening of the heavenly formation, the operation of the God of Plague Seal, and the whereabouts of Qu Shang, Taoyao and other six law gods, etc. Everything is shown in the picture.

But when Li Meng saw it, she still didn't say a word, her disdain became stronger, but she still reserved it implicitly.

After all, if the invasion of the dreamland, especially the invasion of the power of the ancient gods in the dreamland, were really so easy to resist, then the name of the ancient gods would really become Chinese cabbage.

When Li Meng saw that the Heavenly Sword Sect sent the Heavenly Dao Mahayana Sword Immortal to govern a country in the mortal world, the Transcending Tribulation Mahayana Sword Immortal to govern a city, the Void Transformation Realm Sword Cultivator to govern a town, and the Divine Realm Sword Cultivator to govern a village, I was a little surprised, this is actually not a big deal, after knowing the dream invasion information in advance, any plane world will try to do this as much as possible.

Of course, in Li Meng's own opinion, the organization and mobilization speed of Sword Immortal Heaven and Earth is absolutely top-notch. All the sword immortals who are retreating are dispatched without saying a word, and no one has any complaints, at least they dare not say it on the surface.

This kind of terrifying mobilization ability, even in Li Meng's own real world, she doesn't have the confidence. It would be nice to be able to complete this kind of arrangement and mobilization within three days, no, ten days at the earliest.

But praises are praises, facts are still facts, Li Meng is not at all optimistic about the fate of Sword Immortal World, she even thinks about her words, and wants to persuade Zhang Yang to be soft and admit defeat, the ancient god of dreamland is not so evil, and The Ancient God of Dreamland is famous as a teacher. Let me go free now. I also know that it is impossible, but let me be a lobbyist among them. It should save the lives of half of the creatures in the sword fairy world.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know how to hit a rock with an egg?"

Li Meng finally spoke, but Zhang Yang seemed to be obsessed with eating watermelon, oh no, he was seriously watching a picture of eating mutton skewers. Xianjian is grilling delicious lamb kebabs. This grilling technique has been honed and tested for a long time. The color, fragrance and charm can be smelled through the picture.

Li Meng glanced at Zhang Yang who was about to drool in distaste, and decided not to persuade her anymore, but she didn't know that because of her sudden drop in cultivation, she was the one who didn't see the mutton kebab man crushing to death. shadow.

"smell good!"

Zhang Yang muttered to himself, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a large handful of mutton skewers came into his hand, including the twelve fairy swords.

As for how a certain fifth-generation disciple who was so boring at the last moment was so frightened, it has nothing to do with him.

After eating and drinking enough, the sky is about to dawn, and the 129,600 images are basically pitch black, without any movement, as if, this is an ordinary night.

But Li Meng's complexion was already pale, and his previous arrogance and pride were beaten to pieces.

Yes.

Ordinary people can't see the reason for this, even if Mu Shaoan, Qu Shang, Taoyao, Zhao Baiyi and the others are here, they will still feel that a safe night is nothing, what if it is the enemy's suspicious tactics!

However, Li Meng was once a god of the law of dreams, and she was very clear about the routines of dreams invading reality. If the power of the ancient gods of dreams really invaded, it would happen overnight.

Overnight, bones like a forest!

Overnight, hundreds of millions of dead souls!

Overnight, the plane collapsed and became part of the dream.

This should be the power of the dream invasion, and there is absolutely no such thing as procrastinating separatist wars.

However, it was already dawn in the sky at this moment. Look at the fields that are still in order, look at the cities and villages that are still intact, and look at the army of thousands of sword immortals who seem to be dissatisfied with their desires but are highly vigilant.

Even fools know that the power of the ancient gods in the dreamland has been completely defeated.

Just this night, a seemingly ordinary night.

"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

Li Meng suddenly let out a cry like a little rooster's first crow, angry, frightened, and desperate, she couldn't see through the man in front of her at all, and couldn't see through this world.

How can it be!

That is the power from the Ancient God of Dreamland. As long as a nightmare seed takes root and sprouts, with the power of the Ancient God of Dreamland, it can tear down the dimensional barrier almost in the blink of an eye, and descend directly to this plane as a terrifying clone!

What are those six chicken-like law gods, who will instantly turn into dream puppets under the direct gaze of the ancient dream gods!

However, this is the truth!

This is a true fact that cannot be truer!

Li Meng fell to the ground, feeling that the spine in his body was pulled away, and trembling all over!

But soon, she thought of a possibility, a possibility that seemed to her extremely absurd, extremely absurd, but to be honest, Li Meng would rather believe that her sister would come back from the resurrection and cut her into pieces and omit a part here. Four thousand words, she did not believe such a thing would happen.

That is - in this sword fairy world, not a single nightmare seed can take root and germinate!

"you you--"

Li Meng was already incoherent, this possible truth had a great impact on her!

You know, a plane, a world, is so huge, and there are so many creatures living in this world, just every moment of every day, there will be countless changes, countless unknowns, and countless fates , countless obscurities are generated.

Even the Lord of Heaven and Earth, the Lord of the Way of Heaven, the omnipotent Way of Heaven, cannot do everything in one's mind.

No matter how awesome the ancient god is, it is impossible for him to be omniscient. He still needs to perform a deduction, even if the deduction only takes a second to get the answer, that's not okay!

There will always be some dark secrets hidden in this world like dirt, like parasites, killers, and ghosts. Maybe the rules of this world cannot accommodate their existence, but they can always Wait until spring comes—like last night!

These filthy, dark dirt, as long as they come into contact with the nightmare seeds, they will instantly bloom like the most beautiful flowers in the world!

As long as the nightmare seeds germinate, take root and grow——

However, it is not only difficult to completely remove these filthy, dark dirt, it is simply impossible.

Because corpses will be filthy, hearts will be darkened, emotions will be changed, and the fate of all spirits in the world will be changed. No one can do it!

Absolutely no one can do it!

As long as there is enmity, hatred, hatred, evil, jealousy, dissatisfaction, and killing, there is no way to stop it!

"You—how on earth did you do it?"

After a long time, Li Meng finally calmed down, she knew that she was finished, even if the Ancient God of Dreamland broke through here again and rescued her, she would also be finished.

Because, last night, at least 20% of the power of the ancient dream god was swallowed up!

Do you really think it doesn't cost any power to send the nightmare seeds across two dimensions?

On the side of Sword Immortal World, it looks like a nightmare seed that will die if you pinch it, but in the dream dimension, it is at least equivalent to the power of a god.

Therefore, just for such a loss, the Dreamland Ancient God will omit her—a million words here.

She can't go back, she can only rely on her new master, beg for mercy, and give everything.

"Go on and do what you are supposed to do."

Zhang Yang didn't even look at Li Meng, although Li Meng is as tender as a little flower and as loyal as a dog at this moment, but considering that Qu Shang is rushing here with a murderous spirit—ah, how could I be like that people!

He erased all the pictures released by the bricks, and Zhang Yang's state of mind was instantly like a calm lake with thousands of waves.

Then, open the ninety-nine entrances of the Sword Immortal Hall.

Qu Shang walked in, glanced around habitually, and said worriedly: "The ancient god of dreamland is too cunning, he actually gave us a feint last night, but we can't maintain this terrible state for a long time!"

"puff!"

Zhang Yang spat out a mouthful of watermelon, his face was full of weirdness, "False--a feint?"

"Yes, I can be sure that the dream invasion last night was just a small matter. We didn't even dispatch the combat power of the Mahayana level of the Heavenly Dao, except for a certain disciple of the Five Dynasties who kept saying that he had encountered a ghost."

Qu Shang glanced at a certain twelve immortal swords who were still working hard to roast lamb kebabs, a trace of helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth, alas, is this the demeanor of a general? Mount Tai collapses in the front but its color does not change, and the elk rises in the left without blinking!

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"Well, such a cunning ancient dream god, actually, dared to play tricks with us, and swayed a shot, isn't it? It's too evil, too cunning. Well, Xiaoshang, let me inform you, let everyone not relax their vigilance, and resolutely We must not let go of a blind spot, a void, this war, we will win!"

Zhang Yang supported his forehead, talking nonsense in a serious manner.