Chapter 488 Ending (Happy New Year's Day, Book Friends!)

"Today I only want Li Qingmian's life, who of you will die with him?"

Fang Yuan swept like flying, and in an instant he passed all the people in the court and came to the center of the battle group.

"Fang Yuan, what are you going to do?"

"As a dream master, are you going to betray us?"

"Little thief, I have already seen your wolf ambition!"

...

Many dream masters shouted and cursed.

They are all great powers among the five major powers. They can live to this day because of amazing means and the protection of saints. In the past, any one of them was a giant guarding one side. The old mother of Tianshan who guarded Changli Dongtian was also impressive inside.

But at this moment, they were obviously stern and internal, and in Fang Yuan's view, they were just weak chickens.

The reason why they can persist in the siege is entirely due to the remnants of various artifacts and scrolls from the past, plus the command of the saint in the middle, and the fact that the besieged true saint and true essence are unwilling to pay the price.

"A bunch of useless things!"

He squinted his eyes and strode forward.

Boom!

A scroll was torn apart, the streamer turned into thunder, and landed on him, making a sound like that of a grand bell.

Green smoke curled up, but the Tianshan old mother on the opposite side was stunned: "Impossible... This scroll of mine has sealed the full blow of a true spirit man back then!"

"court death!"

Fang Yuan rushed forward a few steps, grabbed with his left hand, and immediately grabbed Tianshan's mother by the neck, as if he was catching a little chicken.

"Ah! What are you going to do?"

The magical power was broken, and at this time, the old mother of Tianshan lost her Taoist heart and screamed like a little girl.

"If you have grievances, revenge, if you have vengeance, it's all about revenge!"

Fang Yuan exerted a little force on his right hand, and there was a piercing sound of bone cracking.

This once powerful dream master, the supervisor who forced him to enter the Changli Cave, now his neck is twisted into a strange arc, and he can't die anymore.

"escape!"

Seeing Fang Yuan slaughtering the powerful, it was as easy as killing a chicken, and the rest of the dream masters were all shattered, suddenly shouted, and fled in all directions.

Fang Yuan took a few steps forward, and immediately stopped the four saints.

"Fang Yuan! Don't make the same mistake again and again!"

Saint Guchen stood up, his fingers were like plucking the strings of a zither, arousing the vitality of the surroundings, forming a blurred spiritual art, as beautiful as a dream, and turning into colorful butterflies flying around, firmly guarding them.

Dream masters can also practice martial arts and spiritual arts at the same time. This saint, like Lord Yinlong, has reached the realm of the law and the true spirit!

"I said before, those who stand in my way will die!"

Fang Yuan roared, and his right fist flew out: "Pangu eagle body! Chaos fist!"

Hoo hoo!

The howling wind, the blazing fist wind, and the strong will of martial arts immediately made the few surviving saint disciples scream and roll out.

boom!

As if a flame exploded, flames rippling from the wings of many agile butterflies turned into ashes and scattered into the ground.

Saint Gu Chen was shaken all over, feeling Fang Yuan's strong killing intent, he stopped immediately, not daring to continue to attack.

"You are the descendant of the Juexin old ghost back then, but you know that he made a big mistake in the first place?!"

Li Qingmian stood up with a paintbrush in his hand, with a calm and unhurried expression, and asked questions with high spirits, as expected of a saint.

"I don't care who is right and who is wrong, I only know that my teacher has a bloody hatred, and I have to avenge it!"

Fang Yuan nodded slightly, and then his eyes flashed, and a fist landed on the saint's chest.

boom!

Even the former saints who did not cultivate other supernatural powers at the same time are no longer as fierce as before, and even the power of Meng Dao is incomparable.

The Holy Pen of Subduing Demons suddenly screamed, his chest was sunken, and he flew upside down.

Snapped!

Fang Yuan stepped forward, took the paintbrush in Li Qingmian's hand, and flicked it again.

call out!

As the streamer flew, Li Qingmian's expression froze, and a bloody hole appeared on his forehead.

After Shanghou, another saint has fallen!

Fang Yuan exhaled fiercely, and his body was masculine, like a round sun, emitting hot rays, which melted all the remaining spiritual thoughts around him, and with a wave of his big hand, he also collected the corpse.

Even if there are no relics, the corpse of a dreamer who manifested the saint is still of great research value, even after being deprived of the rules!

"Fang Yuan!"

The eyes of the rest of the dream masters were tearing apart, and they could not wait to tear Fang Yuan's corpse into thousands of pieces.

But when Fang Yuan looked around, all the hatred eyes disappeared instantly, and almost no one dared to look at him.

"Ahem..."

Saint Gu Chen took a step forward: "You and Li Qingmian settled your grievances, great kindness! What about the rest?"

"Not how?"

Fang Yuan sighed and suddenly felt a kind of emptiness.

This kind of mood is roughly the same as the feeling of discovering that the enemy has died of old age after a great accomplishment.

Li Qingmian, the leader of the Yuanchu Association, the dreamer who manifested the sage, couldn't stop his own punch. How long can the remaining dreamers live?

Even, living in this new Dagan world is the hell for dreamers, right?

"Go to rest! Go to rest!"

Fang Yuan flicked twice, and the two seventh-level Void Saints fell down again, losing their breath.

These are the last two great powers of the Yuanchu Society. After they die, the rest has little to do with me.

He walked in front of the three saints. At this time, these saints were disqualified, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

Even the great powers of the imperial court who were surrounded outside looked apprehensive and took the initiative to get out of the way, allowing Fang Yuan to leave.

Even Fang Yuan, who was also a true sage, with Pan Gu's eagle body fully opened, brought them nothing but endless fear.

"time to go!"

The vengeance has been avenged. At this time, everything is complicated, and Fang Yuan urgently needs a quiet place, so that he can sort out the gains and losses of the day.

In the blink of an eye, his figure flickered and disappeared into the sky.

The remaining Da Neng looked at each other in blank dismay, and suddenly cooperated tacitly and began to slaughter the rest of the dream masters.

An unequal chasing and fleeing battle broke out immediately!

The dream master who was originally aloof, now completely became the weak and the prey, and fell all the way, spilling blood in the sky.

And this kind of chaos will continue to spread outward with Yujing City as the center, and eventually spread to the entire world.

...

"It's really... a long day and night!"

Fang Yuan's waist was straight, and after walking out of Yujing's siege, he immediately started running wildly.

Even if most of the Dream Master's abilities were abolished, he is still a true sage of martial arts. At this time, he was flying like flying, one step at a hundred feet, and he traveled thousands of miles in a short period of time. He found a wilderness at random and hid in the cave. In the process, the entrance of the cave was sealed again, and some small breath-holding techniques were arranged.

"call……"

It wasn't until after all this was done that he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat limply on the ground, with crackling sounds coming from his body.

Even for him, after repeated battles and being robbed and taken away, he is actually at the end of his battle. If the remaining court officials are determined to intercept him, they may not be able to leave Yujing alive today!

But fortunately, Fang Yuan's performance still frightened those who harbored evil intentions.

After all, no one is willing to sacrifice himself to test his depth.

If those dream masters were smart, probably a few of them would survive.

"The imperial court...Master Meng...It really hurts both sides, it's a mess...Of course, Master Meng really suffered a big defeat this time, a complete defeat."

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and entered a deep breath adjustment state.

...

It was a deep chaos.

Many dark blue air currents surged, boiled and swept through, circulating again and again, and I don't know how long it has existed.

There is no light, no darkness, no sound, no touch.

Here is the nothingness of everything.

Boom!

Suddenly, a lightning flashed.

At the most central point, a small flame suddenly spread.

Although the flame is weak, it emits heart light in the many air currents, continuously illuminating the surroundings.

At the same time, along with thinking, the first thought also appeared.

"I!"

"Why me?"

"who I am?"

...

In the constant thinking, many thoughts emerged, like fuel, making the flames grow stronger, and the scope of the light of the mind became wider and wider.

In the end, after an unknown amount of time, the flames flickered and understood everything: "I am Fang Yuan!"

Boom!

The whole void shook, as if enlightened, the flames directly transformed into a human form, exactly like the young Fang Yuan.

"I actually encountered the question of my lost self, the question of the demon! It seems that the dream teacher's cultivation base was deprived this time, it was really hurt... Is this my sea of ​​consciousness? Impossible, I am still a true saint , did not hurt so much..."

But this space gave Fang Yuan an unusually familiar feeling.

He calmed down and looked carefully, and saw that the place was like a chicken, with holes floating on the ground and in the void, like a broken house with air leaks on all sides.

Moreover, this dilapidated house is still very unstable. Outside, more torrents of chaos are sweeping and constantly invading, almost assimilating this place completely.

"It feels more and more familiar!"

Fang Yuan took two steps, and suddenly kicked something.

He bent down to pick it up, and found that it was a long rusty iron rod, covered with dense copper rust and iron moths, and he didn't know how many years of vicissitudes it had gone through.

"This is... a mountain sword?!"

Fang Yuan looked at the strip, but his whole body was shocked: "This... is my real dreamland!!!"

He wasn't surprised that the dream was so dilapidated, but he was surprised that this real dream could still exist!

"impossible!"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth: "The Heart Demon Realm has already taken away the way of the dream master. The real dream after the virtual saint is the foundation of the realization, and it is also the seed of the future blessed land! Even the saint can't keep it!"

"unless……"

His expression changed, and he began to explore again.

The real dream at this time has decayed to the extreme, only less than three feet away.

The original eight-door sword array naturally disappeared without a trace, but Fang Yuan found several other rusted long swords, which were already devoid of spirituality, and seemed to be broken if touched, which was horrible.

"This place is really my dream, even at this point, it can still exist!"

Fang Yuan's face was full of joy, and he found the stone statue of Elder Ji Yin in a corner, and he was no longer suspicious, and his expression changed: "Get out!"