In the 16th year of Zhaoming, the battle between Yujing was in the midst of the saint, and the demons in the heart appeared.

From then on, the entire world of Dakan fell into dire straits, the imperial court was destroyed, and the arrival of the world was known in history as the "Demon Disaster Rebellion", and the calendar was also changed to the Demon Disaster Rebellion.

"There is a demon disaster in Tianhe County? The demon spirit uses human food, with more than 100,000 yuan, and has begun to rage the surrounding counties and counties?"

In a carriage, Fang Yuan looked at the information in his hand and pondered without saying a word.

The dream master was disqualified overnight and he lost his ability to escape into the dream world. The original communication network was paralyzed and he could only use the most primitive methods to contact him.

As for this news, he found it from the Dagan government, and it has been a while since then.

"And... the Dagan royal family was slaughtered overnight and the court was destroyed?"

Fang Yuan felt a little ridiculous.

The Saint Shang Hou is really a figure, scheming and tolerant, and even the five saints have planned together. This time the court seems to be weak, but in fact the trump cards are endless, and they can almost win a complete victory.

Unfortunately, man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. In the end, the inner demon world came out to harvest the road, and both sides were directly injured. The dream master of Dagan was even more devastating.

The divine seal failed, and the Marquis of Shang also fell. The royal family no longer had any support, and it was difficult to resist the controlled true essence and true saints' anger. It was not surprising that they were destroyed.

"If you leave Shang Hou, it will be completely different. This is a saint. As long as you give a little more time, you will definitely be able to change your position and become a true spirit sage, or even higher..."

Fang Yuan** was pondering on the mountains and rivers, pondering without saying a word.

The dream masters were deprived of this road, but after all, they are one of the most talented people in the world. As long as they have time, they can achieve great achievements on other roads.

Unfortunately, this is the only thing that is missing!

Even saints, unless they have been practicing secretly before, just like ancient Chen, will also take time to adapt. Of course, they have a very high start, and perhaps they can complete the foundation transformation in a hundred days and become the throne of power.

Even so, this world is no longer a stage for dreamers.

"The three saints of the Dream Master Alliance have now become at most three true spirit wise men. Perhaps there are also other dream masters who are both practicing and can barely maintain a little combat power, but this little power can at most maintain the dream master's immortality, and it is inevitable that they will be liquidated. The entire organization will not die by 70% or 80% of them, and they will not be able to overcome this disaster at all!"

Fang Yuan sighed, and his divine thoughts penetrated into the mountain and river beads again, scanning the body of Shang Hou back and forth.

"To truly break the deadlock, you have to fall into it!"

With Li Qingmian in front of that day, why did he abandon his enemies and regard Shang Hou as his first target?

This is naturally because this person is a powerful distraction from the inner demon world! There must be clues to other Mengyuanli paths!

At that time, Fang Yuan didn't know that his supernatural powers were powerful, so he kept a little foundation in deprivation. Instead, he thought that he had no hope of dreaming about the road of his master, so he naturally had to take other roads!

As for the same transformation, I have the foundation of the seventh level of virtual saint. I can certainly quickly recover my strength by following the path of Dream Yuanli.

Therefore, his first target at that time was Shang Hou, who was completely determined to kill!

As for why not leave a soul and ask slowly?

Fang Yuan’s family knows his family affairs, and he is a saint with a soul and soul, and even a more powerful deity in the inner demon world. I’m afraid he just thinks he didn’t die fast enough!

He would rather kill someone and seize the treasure and investigate slowly, even if he had nothing in the end, at least he would have the best of safety.

"If Marquis Shang doesn't have it, then you might be able to check it out in the secret library of the royal family... Unfortunately, I was at the end of my strength at that time and could not continue to act. At this time, the court was destroyed, the royal family was massacred, and the classics were scattered..."

Fang Yuan rubbed his eyebrows, but there was no regret.

After all, this is the worst thing I have prepared for in case.

At this time, I found that my foundation was still preserved and I had great hope of recovery, so it would be better to follow the dream master's way.

"Um?"

After a while, Fang Yuan frowned and waved his hand, there were a few more debris in the carriage.

There are jade pendants, hairpins, and several rings, all of which have an extraordinary aura.

Even if there were any defensive magic weapons on Shang Hou’s body, they would have been destroyed by the previous attacks. At this time, the rest were some auxiliary treasures.

"This is... Ten Thousand Years of Soul Jade?!"

Fang Yuan held a bright yellow jade pendant in his hand, and suddenly felt excited on his face: "As long as you wear it on your body, you can nourish your soul, a little bit big is enough for the dream masters to beat you up and make you beat him. He is worthy of being a big knight Taizu, and he actually got such a big piece."

After a careful examination, I found no hidden danger. After all, this kind of soul jade is most afraid of carving, and it is even more impossible to engrave any formation and divine thoughts on it, otherwise it will be damaged immediately.

Immediately, I was overjoyed and put it on my body. I suddenly felt cool and my whole body was comfortable.

"It's indeed a good baby!"

I immediately checked several other things carefully, and found something wrong in the hairpin.

"This hairpin is also made of soul-focusing wood. There is no formation or divine consciousness, but the patterns on it..."

The hairpin is all over purple, with a trace of golden patterns in the middle, and there is no fluctuation of magic power.

But Fang Yuanyun caught fire and golden eyes, and the golden pattern suddenly magnified tens of millions of times, turning into strange fonts, which were slightly carved with pure artificial means, and were sophisticated.

If Fang Yuan had not had the spiritual eye power, even if he had a powerful test, he would have been missing.

"But these words...what the hell?"

But when Fang Yuan looked carefully, he secretly called out a mistake.

The information that can be kept by Shang Hou by this means must be undoubtedly important. Unfortunately, Fang Yuan did not recognize any of the texts on it.

These golden characters are all strange in shape, with complex strokes, and even have a three-dimensional feeling, like countless curves twisting. After staring at them for a long time, they even give people a sense of dizziness.

"Is this the text of the inner demon! The text from the inner demon world?"

Fang Yuan was completely speechless. He glanced over the other few things and sorted them out, leaving them for the future.

"Owner!"

At this time, a scream came from the Jiyin outside: "There are a large number of refugees in front!"

"Um?!"

Fang Yuan lifted the curtain and saw a black stream of people, like a river, vast and withered, with a look on his face, as if he was greatly frightened.

"The disaster of the inner demon!"

He sighed, then glanced at Ji Yin without any trace, and sighed inwardly that this woman had good luck.

If I hadn't understood the text of the inner demon, once I discovered any martial arts, I would have to use her as an experimental subject.

After all, this woman is a clone of the extreme Yin. At this time, the deity in the powerful realm has fallen. In the dark, she will inherit some of the talents and luck of the original body, and her future development prospects are limitless.

But now, I have escaped a disaster.

"There is a disaster of demon spirit in the county city ahead, you can go and run away!"

Ji Yin stopped an old man, and the other party was talking nonsense, his eyes full of fear.

Other refugees surrounded them, and even had several warriors holding weapons, with some bad intentions.

"The Bone Gate opened several times before, not only brought a lot of dream world energy, but also the demon spirits inside!"

Fang Yuan knew what happened.

The demon spirit in the inner demon world feeds on the negative emotions of intelligent creatures, has strong vitality and is also capable of splitting.

Although the Marquis Shang didn't care about it at the beginning, he also admitted that they were the foundation of the inner demon world!

That means that the powerful people in the inner demon world may have evolved from this kind of demon spirit form.

At this time, when we arrived at the world of big trunk, it was like a fish in water. A mouse fell into a rice jar, and the world was in chaos and would inevitably flourish.

‘To be honest, the imperial court was destroyed and the order was gone. Whether it was Wu Yue or Zhang Jin, they all rely on the support of the Dream Master. At this time, the Dream Master was declining, and it was the end of the destruction in a blink of an eye… The war disasters were continuous and the creatures were devastated. It was when the demon spirits arose. At this time, a few powerful monsters were evolved for them, and the whole world was in chaos.’

Fang Yuan pondered for a while and immediately realized the appearance of the future world: "Is it the end of the world?"

If the dream master still exists, even if the vitality is severely damaged this time, he can still use the saint to use his magical powers to suppress it.

But at this time, the saints did not exist, and even the powerful people were killed or injured. One ten was not there, and it was just the time when the strength was at a low point. If you were invaded again, it was really hard to say what the future will be like.

"Let's go!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand.

"Wait a minute, leave the carriage and the woman!"

The warrior surrounding him finally couldn't bear it and roared forward: "Otherwise... beware of grandpa's long sword!"

“It’s really…”

Fang Yuan was speechless, and looked at Jiyin, who was as timid as willow catkins, and even covered his forehead: "No... his subordinates' strength must be improved as soon as possible, otherwise I have to do everything myself, wouldn't it be exhausted to death?"

In fact, this was also his own fault. If he had retained his abilities at the beginning, he would not have fallen into such a situation where no one could use it.

"Tell me! How do you want to die?"

His face darkened and he asked.

Suddenly, a wave came, which changed Fang Yuan's face again.

"Boy, speak shamelessly!"

The warrior shouted loudly, and suddenly, his whole body stopped and covered his throat.

"Boss? What's wrong?"

A warrior next to him hurried forward to check.
To be continued...