Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

On the night of entering the evil city, Chutian and his party found a mid-range inn to stay.

Chu Yu’s true interpretation, with the tiger’s vigorous efforts to go to the mighty group of brothers, left the ‘half-way attacked injured family’ Chutian to rest and rest in the inn.

The light of the innocent Qinglian gradually dimmed down, and the shimmering light was just like the half moonlight of the ordinary big world. The surrounding flames were shining and the buildings were lit with lights. The smell of wine and meat was heard in all directions of the inn, and the sound of bamboo and bamboo came from all around. The sound of men and women was like the sound of the sea tide, constantly lingering in the ear.

There are monks flying in the air.

Some people are very graceful, and the slow flight in groups is obviously going to be fun.

Some people are sneaky, and the three or five groups are hidden in the shadow corner. It is obviously a gentleman who steals the chicken and touches the dog.

Others are murderous, the mighty swords and guns are swaying through the city, and they do not hide the murderousness of the rising body. They are clear that they are stunned by the night, the official door is unattended after work, or murder or set fire to the road. .

It’s very interesting, and the official trick is to manage things during the day. Once at night, all official squadrons had no patrolling guards after they got off work. In comparison, the Tumor City, regardless of day and night, the Tianbing Day of the brigade of the brigade will tour the Quartet. It is obvious that the supervision of the Tumo City is more strict, unlike the evil spirits.

Chutian sat in the small garden of the inn, with a pot of tea next to it. The Capricorn array enveloped the entire yard, and the layers of fog lingered in the courtyard. The outsiders could only see the various illusions that the array performed, and they could not see clearly. What do you do in the yard?

The "Dream of Dreams" is fully operational.

The soul of Chutian has been as high as the sky, and the soul of the soul is condensed into a real soul. Many golden and red faucets of the phoenix tail scorpion whispered into the rainbow light waterfall, a huge golden red. The two-color whirlpool rotates around the soul of the sky.

In Zhangzhou, when Chutian had just cultivated the "Dream of Dreams", the number of dreams he could condense every day was limited, and he could only be implanted in those who were extremely shallow and shallow.

Nowadays, Chutian can condense hundreds of millions of dreams, and the dreams are powerful and miraculous. Even if they are several times higher than Chu Tianxiu, if there is no considerable magical secret, there is not enough level of gods. It is impossible to resist the invasion of dreams.

With the muttering of the mutter, countless invisible, silent and colorless dreams are like the seeds of dandelion, flying softly out of the body of Chutian. A long wind blew from a distance, and the dreams fluttered for nine days, and slowly flew to the whole city of evil spirits in all directions.

A few low-ranking monks who were fluent in the air, walked through the front of the inn, and they violently fought a chill, looked at each other, and then continued to walk forward with a smile. In their inadvertent laughter, dreams have been planted in their soul fields.

A dozen of monks with a murderous, masked black gauze quickly flew past the inn, and their brows were wrinkled at the same time. They did not care to continue to fly forward, and no one found themselves. There is already a dream in the soul field in the rapid germination of the rhizome.

A group of gorgeous young men and women rode a variety of rare birds and animals from the neighborhoods of the hundred miles away. They laughed, applauded, sang, and sang a song that had just been circulated from the core area of ​​the Holy Spirit. Qiu Qiu!

A beautiful girl who is born with a clear voice is like a clear stream, and a song "One Cut Plum" is sung by her and wins the soul. A group of Chinese costume teenagers were fascinated, but they did not know that a grain of dreams had been gently drifted into their soul fields.

In a restaurant, the lobby is full of friends, and countless monks are pushing for a drink. A poorly dressed old man sits in the corner of the lobby, holding a pair of iron plates and singing "Da Jiangdong to the waves"... iron The sound of the board is thunderous, and the voice of the old man is hoarse and powerful. The neighboring monks listen to the blood and long hair straight, and the Lingjing is so directly sprinkled on the felt under the feet of the old man.

Thousands of dreams drifted into the restaurant lightly, and in the screams of these monks, the dreams of the dreams invaded their soul fields and took root in their soul fields.

Further away, a gorgeous mansion was shrouded in a majestic yellow light. Four unicorn lion statues representing the Holy Spirit's punishment are majesticly standing on the four corners of the courtyard wall. The unicorn glows yellow and surrounds the entire mansion.

This is the home of a senior official of the evil city. In order to protect the beloved beauty here, the great man of the evil city has used a set of evil spirits in the treasury, and has laid a powerful and specialized restraint. A large array of evil spirits and evil spirits.

From time to time, the majestic yellow light flashes a little bit of ignition star. This is the vision that the dust in the air hits the yellow light and is directly burned into blue smoke by the prohibition of powerful power and indiscriminate attack.

Hundreds of dreams floated softly near the courtyard, unobstructed into the yellow light curtain, and gently invaded the yard.

The most powerful set of evil spirits in the evil spirits city is turned a blind eye to these dreams. The dreams smoothly invaded the soul field of the people in the yard, and together with the high-ranking officials who were drinking and drinking with the beloved beauty, they were all invaded by dreams.

The dream grows up with the long winds of the night, all the way into the core city under the shelter of the huge innocent green lotus.

There is no such thing as the Qinglian glory, the most able to dispel the demon, let all the magical laws of the gods melt away, and the invisible invisible light does not play any role in the dream. Perhaps it is because of the Qinglian sanctuary, there is no master to preside over, and the light that no Qingqinglian released does not have any interference with the dream.

The dreams of the brilliance are like a silent spring snow, breaking into a ruthless and beautiful mansion, and implanting a soul field of the Holy Spirit.

From repairing to the lowest servant, to repairing the power of thousands of robbers, looting, and tens of thousands of robbers...

In the silent, the entire city of the evil spirits from top to bottom, hundreds of billions of monks in just a few hours, was planted into the soul field by the dream of Chutian.

It is the time of Chutian, and once his dreams take root, he no longer needs to be a nighttime dreamer to benefit from those monks. Nowadays, as long as the monks are thinking and enlightening, as long as they think about it, as long as the mana in their bodies fluctuates, there will be a fascinating belief in the mind and a constant infusion of the heavens and the earth. The glazed lamp is in the middle.

The divine power of the golden and red colors in the lamp sill becomes more and more viscous, and the drop of crystal clear and transparent reveals the golden and red color of the soul.

In addition to the belief in mind and the spirit of the heavens and the earth, there are countless memory fragments to be read by Chu Tian. Overnight, Chu Tian has mastered the information that countless outsiders simply cannot know.