Please Ask the Dream

Chapter 419: Just Fight

"The reveler of distant time and space..."

"What?" The dreamers who surrounded Lou Shuang and were thinking about how to stimulate Feng Xue's desire to take action were slightly stunned, but just when their high-speed brains just began to recall what the other party was saying, everyone opened their mouths uncontrollably-

"The reveler of distant time and space, you are the former master of the deep space star sea, you are the indescribable king in yellow"

The repeated, obviously sacred language came out of the mouth uncontrollably, and within an error of no more than 0.3 seconds, it began to spread outward.

All the living people...

No, not just people!

The trees rustling in the drizzle, the grass bending in the garden, the creepers climbing the walls, the goldfish and water plants swimming in the pool, even the moss, and even the undetectable bacteria in the air, are all shaking their bodies with all their might, chanting in different sizes and tones--

"O reveler of distant time and space, you are the former master of the deep space star sea, you are the indescribable king in yellow clothes"

The terrifying sense of oppression descended from the sky, and the dreamers who originally wanted to take down Lou Shuang suddenly felt a palpitation. A man wearing a yellow hooded cloak appeared on the podium at some point. Although he did not speak, the turbid color above his head seemed to be dyeing the entire sky with a dark halo, and it was emitting a trembling breath all the time.

It was not a threat to anyone, but the extremely solemn sense of oppression, as if if you move a little, your head will fall to the ground, causing everyone to have a sudden cardiac arrest.

The drizzle in the sky was getting heavier, but the sound of the rainstorm did not suppress the constant whispering, but spread farther and farther, and became more and more uniform.

The rain clouds were expanding and spreading, and all the creatures bathing in the rain were making the same sound in an incomprehensible way, and gradually modulated in the constant repetition, and then merged into one!

At this moment, the entire Jingbin City was chanting the same content at the same time-

"O reveler of distant time and space, you are the former master of the deep space star sea, you are the indescribable king of yellow clothes"

"Can't delay any longer!"

Yun Zaozhengxun, who had fought with Feng Xue in the golden rain, suddenly roared as if he was exhausted. The awareness of almost putting his own life and death aside, just to find a chance of victory, allowed him to successfully break a crack in the prison built by their own fear, and issued a prompt by using the G·I force field resonance.

His desperate shout was like a shot of adrenaline for the other visionaries. They had never really seen Feng Xue's strength and were only shocked by the structure that kidnapped their throats. But at this moment, they finally found the momentum that visionaries should have!

"Gathering Thunder Dragon City!"

"Eternal Dream!"

"Garden of Life!"

"Deep Pool Cold Pond!"

"Giant's Tomb!"

"Magnificent Courtyard!"

Accompanied by the voices that were almost like words exploding in the chanting of the honorific name like prayer, the environment of the entire Jingbin University began to distort violently, with towers rising into the sky, flowers growing out of thin air, tombstones and pools emitting cold air, and electric snakes flowing in the rainstorm.

However, to the surprise of the visionaries, Feng Xue did not take advantage of the vulnerable moment when they launched the ideal country to attack, but instead came to the assassin who assassinated Jia Chuanlin in a slow but fast way, and took out a small ball that looked a little weird.

"J..." Forcefully swallowing the "brother-in-law" on the side of his mouth, although Lou Shuang still chanted the strange honorific name uncontrollably, the pair of eyes that still flashed even under the cover of heavy rain and dark clouds made Feng Xue feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, don't resist, take a break, it will be over soon." Feng Xue threw the luxury ball to Lou Shuang, accompanied by the flashing of rainbow light, even the female ghost in his mind shut up.

Because both of them knew that the result of this ball, in a sense, also represented the attitude of the two towards Lou Shuang in the future.

Although Feng Xue would not say that he would ignore it even if the ball broke, there would naturally be no intersection afterwards.

However, Hongying's dreamer obviously did not intend to wait for these three seconds to pass. Before the small ball landed, a lightning flash was already close at hand.

Breathing solidified in an instant, the flow of time began to slow down, the raindrops in the air became slow, and the shadow under his feet, like an open mouth, spread out.

Two balls, one black and one green, fell into his hands. The dark and towering classical opera house expanded rapidly with him as the center. His heart was shining. In the golden raindrops, along with the countless puppets crawling out of the shadows, the power of the cabbage also spread.

The shadow rolled up, sending the cabbage, the crystal ball and the luxury ball in the air into the dead river. Feng Xue turned around slowly and raised his hand slightly.

The sharp breath suddenly burst out. The golden rain falling from the sky, Feng Xue's pressure-containing momentum, even the shadow covering the ground, and those soldiers who were like ink were all stained with the sharpness of golden swords and iron horses. Feng Xue, wearing yellow clothes, held an ink-stained long sword, and with thin threads running the path of the Philosopher's Stone through his body, Feng Xue suddenly released a structure that he was not familiar with.

It’s not that he doesn’t know how to use it, but he has simply never used this technique after escaping the “what you want is what you get” environment of the dreamland. But it doesn’t matter, because now he has [Die heroically]!

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye. Facing the attack that was about to hit him at this moment, Feng Xue swung down the long sword in his hand.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it would only take a blink of an eye for ordinary people to see an opera house and countless soldiers around Feng Xue. However, with the excellent dynamic vision of the visionary, he can realize this fleeting moment even more. sense of oppression.

A suona shot up into the sky, and under the "Prelude to the Little Knife Club" and countless creatures shouting their honorable names, the structure solidified by the heroic Chengren spread along with the correction of the cabbage.

"You dare to present a half-finished utopia?"

Hanfei Wuxuan, who was still a little unsure at first, was sure. The gray-green mist mixed into the rain curtain, but the structure had not yet taken shape, and an ink mark was already imprinted on his chest.

"Why can our Utopia be suppressed when there is clearly no atmosphere of Utopia!" Seeing Han Fei Wu Xuan rushing into the street without even laying out the venue, Yae Yayo's body flew back around Jia Chuanlin's body, and the square and square interim chairman The platform suddenly collapsed, with strange patterns emitting an ominous rainbow light. In Jia Chuanlin's flesh and blood, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards Feng Xue.

"While..." Yae Yayo was about to send out a message when bursts of pain spread rapidly. He looked with disbelief in his eyes, only to find that his protection was already riddled with holes, and the overwhelming rain was just like a The handle was like a sharp blade, repeatedly moving in and out of her flesh and blood.

"How is it possible? Why can an attack structure of this level ignore my utopia?"

"It's a correction! Why is there such a strong correction power?" Yun Zaozhengxun, who had just completed transforming into a dragon, issued a prompt. He could clearly feel that his Thunder Gathering Dragon City was shrinking at a terrifying speed, which reminded him of In the dream that Matsuzuki Yui had before, in the dream, the Creator's thunder pool disaster seemed to be an instant... No, there was no nightmare this time, and it was not an instant...

Yun Zao was trying to flap his wings to increase his height. As the familiar erosion feeling became stronger and stronger, he suddenly had a flash of enlightenment!

"Wait! This is the will of the Songyue family!"

As this will spread along the temporarily constructed integration network, all kinds of messy thoughts in the minds of all Hongying people who still retain consciousness disappeared. Except for the confused Yui Matsuzuki, everyone There is only one thought left in people's minds——

"The damn Songyue Family not only secretly sell weapons and equipment to Qingyun, but they also sell their own housekeeping skills?!"

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