"The Yuanli is the basis of everything!"

In the quiet room, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, and a trace of dark silver dream Yuanli in his hand twisted constantly, like a small silver snake.

"The essence of the power of the world of Dakan is the elementary power of heaven and earth! And the basic power of the world of inner demons is the elementary power of dreams! After this world fusion, the environment of the world of Dakan has been transformed to a certain extent, and the void is already filled with such alien elementary power!"

Originally, the dream masters of the great gang only sensed the inner demon world from the void, received the radiation of dream essence, and thus purified the initial dream essence.

But at this time, due to the infusion of the inner demon world, the new dream energy is half a level higher than before, with all kinds of mysterious abilities.

"This is also Shang Hou's plan to transform the world of great success and become more suitable for his own survival and performance..."

Fang Yuan shook his head.

If the dream masters have not left this path, they will definitely be ecstatic, but at this time, they can only give up the demon spirits for nothing.

"According to Adu, they are both consumers and creators. When each demon spirit monster dies, it will transform into pure dream power and scatter into heaven and earth..."

Fang Yuan was deeply afraid of the characteristics of this race.

If it continues for a long time, even if the entire world of Dagan is not swallowed by the inner demon world, it will actively transform into similar auxiliary planes.

"But this doesn't seem to be a bad thing to me!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly felt the powerful force constantly injecting into his body, trying to connect with the real dream in the dark.

"Jiujue Mountain is connected to heaven and earth, repelling extraordinary power, but I used the Tianluo Qingmu Array to suppress it, but I opened a gap, purified the external elemental force, and adjusted the concentration of elemental force in various places to form different nodes."

For ordinary monks, Meng Yuanli will not be open for the time being, so as not to affect their methods of cultivating spiritual scholars and Wuzong, but Fang Yuan has no stigma here.

Even directly pulls the chaotic energy of the outside world, swallowing and digesting it greedily.

"It's still very difficult... Although the dream power from the outside world is seeking, it's difficult to act into the real dream..."

Fang Yuan sighed.

With his strength as the true saint, there is naturally no problem in absorbing martial arts essence. Even if it is mixed with chaos and other emotions, it is directly digested without any difficulty.

But the real dream is very desolate.

It was like a person who was about to die of thirst, looking at the Yangtze River in front of him, but he had no strength to take another step forward and drink.

This feeling of powerlessness can even drive people crazy.

"My real dream..."

Fang Yuan's thoughts entered the real dream and found that it had become less than three feet away, with wind leaking from all sides, as if he was about to be crushed by chaos at any time.

"The real dream represents my foundation of the virtual holy, and I must not be crushed like this! Wait for a moment..."

His expression stagnated: "I will not give up on the path of the dream master, but it does require fine adjustment!"

Although the original dream master was unique in his opinion, his foundation was still in the realm of the inner demons. Even the energy of creation was obtained by half. The foundation was unstable, so he was deprived of the overthrow of the road.

If you do it again, you will still have no power to fight back when you see such an existence in the future.

"The foundation of the Dream Master lies in Meng Yuanli. This cannot be changed, but the general direction in the future can be adjusted completely, and we can try our best to get rid of the influence. Not only that, even Meng Yuanli itself can be mixed with sand."

Fang Yuan's eyes were bright and he felt countless strange ideas rushing out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although many of these are fantastic, the big idea is not wrong.

"The most important thing is to not destroy or establish!"

Rumble!

As soon as a thought came out, the real dream suddenly collapsed, and the black hole contracted inward like a black hole, leaving only the last small dot.

Hurry!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the original restrictions on Meng Yuanli suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The dark silver dream Yuanli poured into the sea of ​​consciousness and converged with the dot. With a loud bang, a small space formed again.

Although the newly completed space is a bit illusory, there is a layer of dark silver dream energy flowing at the bottom, surging and even radiating to the outside world and bringing various impacts.

"Although it is only the first level of Void Saint, the ability of the person in my realm has not disappeared..."

Fang Yuan waved his hand, and the surroundings were like empty flowers, and the void was confused, and he was suddenly a little ridiculous: "What is this? I pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. I am a pawn on the surface, but I can use the realm of the seven levels of Void Saint Power in secret?"

In fact, he also knew that he had experienced this re-cultivation, and in terms of his strong foundation, no dream master could compete with him... Although, in the entire Daqian world, perhaps he was the only one Void Saint.

"Even if the Saint Cave Heaven is, it will definitely not be able to withstand the previous deprivation, and even the real dream cannot be retained..."

Fang Yuan shook his head and looked at his attribute bar again:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 100

Qi: 100

God: 43 (100)

Profession:???

Cultivation: True Saint, Domain, Void Saint (First Level)

Skills: Pangu's eagle body, Eight Gate Sword Formation [???], Yuanling Qi-raising Technique [Fifth Level (Complete)]

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], implant skills [level 5], fire eyes [level 1]”

The most distinctive change in the attribute bar is that the original dream master's skills have faded away, as if they have been cracked, which means that they can continue to improve.

"After planting a building tree, the planting ability has no response. Could it be that the breakthrough energy is not enough, or a certain key condition has not been met?"

Fang Yuan pondered.

"White paper is easy to draw, but at this time I am not in a hurry to restore the cultivation of the Eight Sword Formation..."

The eight-gate sword formation can be cultivated to the eighth level Void Saint. Without the ninth level, it is always a huge flaw and regret.

Even with Fang Yuan's previous ability, he may not be able to deduce the ninth level of method.

After all, the eight layers in the front have been solidified, which is equivalent to adding more buildings that have been built by others, which is very troublesome.

At this time, if a huge building rises up on the ground and reshapes the foundation, there will be plenty of opportunities to make up for it.

"I have all the classics and treasures of the Holy Lotus Sect, as well as some of the inheritances of Li Qingmian and Shanghou, and the accumulation obtained in the previous Realm Alliance... This is equivalent to the entire Daqian Dream Master's Way. Three or four hundred yuan is in control and starting from scratch, which can definitely deduce the strongest route!"

Fang Yuan is full of confidence in this.

Even when the dream master is in decline, he can still buy at the bottom. The dream master from the Evil Saint Sect and Bai Zeshan will probably surrender and present many valuable classics and materials.

...

Just as the people of Jiujue Mountain began to settle down silently and enjoy the hard-earned peace, the outside world was still in dire straits.

The resentment and pain caused by the war are the best materials for the growth of demon spirits. The demon disaster quickly began to spread from Zhongzhou to the world and was unstoppable in a short period of time.

Those warlords who took the opportunity to step forward and seize the rule of one side soon discovered that what they had to worry about was not how many cities they attacked and how much gold, silver, food and grass they obtained, but how to survive tenaciously in this chaos!

Baize Mountain.

"Roar!"

The endless flock of beasts roared, firmly guarding the mountain gate behind them.

If you look closely, you will find that these monsters are all like stone statues, but they are vivid and lifelike, emitting powerful pressure and fluctuations, fighting fiercely with the monsters on the opposite side.

"saint!"

Saint Bai Ze controlled the auspicious clouds and floated over the mountain gate. There were several elders following behind him. His aura was faint, and he had already broken through the realm of Dharma Real Spirit! He became a true spirit scholar!

After all, it has been a hundred days since Fang Yuan moved all the way and rebuilt Jiujue Mountain.

With the foundation of a saint, it is enough to change the foundation and deduce the way of spiritual scholars to the peak!

"This kind of demonic disaster is becoming more and more terrifying."

Behind him, an elder sighed quietly: "At this time, he can actually kill us equally with our spiritual formation!"

"Hmph, if the white zodiac beast is still there, the commandment of all ghosts in the world and the stone statues is the true peak. When the powerful come, there will be death but no life, even the saint can stop it!"

Another elder sighed behind him.

Saint Bai Ze had no sadness or joy on his face, but his heart was secretly angry.

In the past, he was the lord of saints and suppressed all disobedience and resistance, but at this time he was just a true spirit scholar.

Among the few elders and even ordinary deacon disciples who were left behind in Baize Mountain, there were also spiritual scholar Wu Zong, who seemed to be different from him.

Since you cannot suppress the dissatisfaction with your strength, you can only compromise.

Therefore, even as a powerful person, his voice is more than ten times weaker than before?

"It's useless to say more of these things at this time!"

Saint Bai Ze said calmly: "I can barely drive this great formation of all spirits at this time. Even if these monsters are exhausted, they cannot invade. We can still rest assured."

"Roar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar came from the group of monsters opposite him.

A black dragon with huge wings and three hideous heads suddenly flew up from the group of monsters, looking down with amber vertical pupils, emitting a storm of thought: "Submit? Or die?"
To be continued...