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At the beginning of the sixteenth year of Zhaoming.

Shi Longtushuai's army of 300,000 troops rushed directly to the city of Yujing.

The banners are continuous, the people and horses are like dragons, and the camp is set up, stretching indefinitely, like pieces of white clouds.

"It's really... unimaginable!"

In the team of dream masters, Ruan Junxian was wearing the standard clothes of Mount Baize, looking at the majestic Shenjing not far away, still feeling a little disbelieving in his heart.

Although he knew that the dream master was very strong, he never knew that the five alliances of the dream master joined forces, and it was only a matter of flipping the palm of his hand to change the world!

It's only been a few years, and the imperial court, which is huge to the Ruan family, seems to be about to collapse?

Thinking of the acropolis on the road that surrendered without a fight, Ruan Junxian felt that even if Emperor Zhaoming surrendered directly at this time, he would not be too surprised.

This sense of astonishment and unreality is comparable to the absurdity of seeing his enemy soaring upwards.

'Fang Yuan! '

He silently chanted the name of the Chou family in his heart, this man who cast a huge shadow on his family and his former teacher, at this time, he has broken through the ninth level of martial arts, and has become a true sage!

At the beginning, the opponent used the power of a dream master to abuse the weak, but now he used martial arts to break through his power.

However, Ruan Junxian himself lost confidence, reversed Jingyuan, and embarked on the way of the dream teacher. It was like a crossroads, and the two chose to walk in opposite directions.

Now that one is famous and the other is unknown, how many of them can understand the suffering?

When meeting Fang Yuan for the first time in the army and he had to salute as a soldier, Ruan Junxian wanted to commit suicide.

Now, it is gradually numb.

"Such a big man... I'm afraid he has long stopped paying attention to me, right?"

Ruan Junxian looked at the tall city wall of Yujing, feeling a little uneasy.

If the imperial court does not surrender, it will not be a simple matter to attack Yujing.

The strength of Yinlongwei still exists, and the imperial court and royal family are also unfathomable. Even his master frankly admitted that he might die this time! As for him? It's like ants, and it's just a little better than ordinary sergeants.

Although in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, a dream builder is like a god, but in the eyes of real powers, he is still nothing more than an ant.

Ruan Junxian was thinking wildly in his heart, and suddenly felt a huge majesty flash, and immediately bowed: "There is another great power coming!"

"In the final battle of the siege of Yujing City, even the saint himself has to appear in person! What's so strange?"

The senior brother Bai Zeshan next to him was not surprised.

"What brother said is true!"

Ruan Junxian had no choice but to keep a smiling face, and was about to say a few more words, but the senior brother saw something and pressed his head: "Hurry up and salute, another adult has passed by!"

Ruan Junxian lowered his head depressedly, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and the blood almost poured out of his body.

In front of him, Fang Yuan walked carelessly, with a calm expression, and seemed to be thinking about something.

It wasn't until his back completely disappeared that senior brother Bai Zeshan let go of the shackles: "In the future, when you come out to patrol, your tricks will be highlighted. Ordinary true saints may not be anything, but this lord is the number one genius of the World Alliance, and he has a lot to offer in the future." It may reach the seventh level of the Holy Spirit."

"That's...that's..."

Ruan Junxian laughed along, but secretly clenched his fists.

...

"That pawn just now..."

Fang Yuan returned to the tent, but his eyes flashed: "I seem to have seen it somewhere... Oh, yes! Ruan Junxian from the Ruan family, unexpectedly, this kid also embarked on the road of dream master."

To be honest, he really didn't pay much attention to a son of a mere small clan with no destiny.

Unless the other party also opened cheating!

"It's a pity that he is still a dream builder until now, and even the Son of Destiny will be out of luck!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, walked straight out of the barracks, and came to a dirt hill outside.

In the dense forest, he suddenly made a move, dug up the heart of a tree, and took out a green leaf.

Buzz!

After the Mengyuan force poured in, a vibrant luster appeared on the leaves immediately, and then turned into a figure: "Where did fellow Taoist go, let me wait so anxiously to find it!"

"Prudent!"

Fang Yuan was covered in a layer of mist at this time, and even his voice changed: "Yujing is besieged, do you still have the heart to look for me?"

"The matter has come to this, and we can only serve the country faithfully!"

Mu Hezi recovered a little bit of his original demeanor, and now he said firmly: "Earlier, Li Qingmian, the holy pen of subduing demons, wanted to personally hunt down fellow daoist, which really made us and the lord break into cold sweats. Fortunately, fellow daoist is auspicious!"

"Yuanchu will...hehe..."

Fang Yuan sneered a few times, knowing that his master and Yuan Chu would hate each other like a sea, and this account would have to be settled sooner or later.

"Okay, since Fellow Daoist is willing to contact us, it seems that he has made a choice, and his heart is for the imperial court!"

At this time, Mu Hezi looked a little reluctant: "According to the request of the Lord, I will open the authority of Yinlong Mountain to you!"

Yinlong Mountain is the headquarters of Yinlongwei, it is famous, even Fang Yuan has heard of it, and when he heard it, an expression of interest appeared on his face: "I have heard that the location of this mountain is the big secret of Yinlongwei. , wait a minute... permission?"

Fang Yuan's expression changed.

"Haha... Fellow Daoist, it really is clear at one point. The key to Yinlong Mountain has already been handed over to you by the old Daoist, but it still cannot be opened without our approval."

Mu Hezi on the opposite side laughed loudly, and immediately made a trick.

On the leaves, golden rune veins appeared one by one, like chains, and condensed into a certain core.

A summon loomed, Fang Yuan was very familiar with it.

"It's a spiritual space similar to the dream world!"

He suddenly realized: "It turns out that the so-called Yinlong Mountain, like the dream world, does not exist in this world at all."

"Haha... Exactly! Although the beast of Kun is extremely rare, but with my great fortune, I am the world's richest man, so why can't I find it?"

Mu Hezi laughed loudly, and his figure dissipated: "My lord, but I have been waiting for my fellow Taoist for a long time."

"This is a bit unexpected..."

Silence returned in the dense forest, Fang Yuan looked at the golden green leaves in his hand, and suddenly smiled: "That's fine, in the dream world, even if a sage wants to attack, the foundation will not be damaged."

He stopped, and his whole body was buried in the soil immediately, and disappeared.

Immediately, a layer of old soil emerged, with weeds and wild flowers and the like, and when the two sides were closed, the traces were covered up seamlessly in an instant.

...

This is a mountain, a giant mountain that pierces the heavens and reaches the earth, several times larger than the headquarters of the Jiemeng Mountain in the Dream Realm, and is like a pillar of heaven.

On both sides of the foot of the mountain, there are two statues, one dragon and one tiger, both tall and majestic, and even their bodies have been remodeled, with various buildings and passages.

"Hidden Dragon Mountain?!"

Fang Yuan's figure emerged, still masked by the white mist, standing on the top of the dragon with his hands behind his back.

"Exactly!"

The void trembled, and the figure of Lord Yinlong slowly emerged, looking at Fang Yuan with gentle eyes, as if an elder saw a junior who had been away for many years: "Back then... I was acquainted with Layman Juexin, and I used to hold my arms together. Swimming, drinking and talking..."

Fang Yuan carefully looked at the Lord Yinlong.

Although it's just a distraction, the aura on his body is amazing. Standing here, it's like the whole sky! Whole!

At this time, he was talking slowly, as if caught in a kind of nostalgia, and said to Fang Yuan: "It's good that you can choose the imperial court! In the future, you will not regret your choice today, and you will benefit endlessly from it."

'It's not right! '

Hearing this, Fang Yuan's heart was agitated: 'The Lord Yinlong has not given up, what card does the imperial court still hold? '

In fact, he also felt that the imperial court's defeat was like a mountain, which was really unreasonable.

No matter what, he is also the co-lord of the world and has the support of God's will!

Such a powerful imperial court, if there is no dream master, it will be a immortal dynasty that lasts for thousands of years! How could it be like a sand castle that collapsed at the touch of a finger?

"Oh? As far as I know, Shi Longtu besieged Yujing, procrastinated without fighting, and was already burning incense and praying for the arrival of the five saints. I don't know how the Lord will respond?"

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked.

"This is a court secret!"

Yinlong Zun raised his face.

He used to speak softly, like an old man next door, but now his expression was solemn, and a decisive air emerged from the sofa, almost turning the surrounding environment into a battlefield of gold and iron horses: "As long as it is confidential, the fewer people who know it, the better. Just like you, there must be a plan to cover up your true colors!"

"It's just that there are too many enemies, so we have to use the best strategy!"

Fang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that there are still too few seventh-layer Void Saints in this world.

He appeared suddenly, there were too many doubts, and he hid his head and showed his tail, so he probably had an obvious identity.

As long as there are these doubts, with the power of the court, he can find himself out soon!

Of course, he didn't think how long he would have to hide it. As long as he survives this decisive battle, the world will be reshuffled. What is one or two identities?

"I heard that before you killed Yuanchu, you would seal Buer and ask Mu Hezi for a reward?"

Lord Yinlong didn't worry too much about his identity, but asked about other aspects.

"The emperor doesn't send out hungry soldiers, isn't it normal?"

Fang Yuan spread his hands.

"If you are one of my hidden dragon guards, you will be rewarded for your merit immediately..."

Lord Yinlong also seemed to be in some trouble: "I don't know what you want?"

"My master was notorious in the past. To protect him is to go to war with the five major alliances, so I can only give up... But now both sides are tearing their faces apart. Is it just this moment and that moment?"

Fang Yuan smiled: "Unfortunately...I don't want to!"

"As expected, you still have resentment in your heart!"

Lord Yinlong sighed, without saying anything, threw out two spars: "Then take these two world crystals as my compensation."

"World Yuanjing?"

Fang Yuan took it, and his heart moved. This kind of power is very similar to the origin of the world he harvested.

"The heavens and the earth have their original force, and the world also has its origin. We explore many worlds, and what we harvest is this..."

Lord Yinlong smiled: "This is my personal treasure, as a reward for killing Feng Buer, it should be barely enough."