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Chapter four hundred and ninety-ninth dreams that cannot be weaved

Lu Ping stopped and listened to the present moment. As expected, the flowers, plants, mountains and rocks around him had the sound of the power of soul flowing. Is this a fantasy controlled by the influence of superpowers?

Lu Ping walked forward, stopped in front of a tree, and reached out to touch it.

Hard, rough, and very real.

But if you control the soul of good power, it doesn't seem particularly difficult to create such a touch.

The fallen leaves on the ground, the weeds that are getting yellow in autumn, and the stones scattered between the roads. The roads are flat, and no flaws are found.

He simply closed his eyes and did not look, but listened, and listened to the sounds of these soul powers.

He needs to find his opponent.

As a result, he just closed his eyes and heard the sound of talking.

"It's useless." said the voice.

Lu Ping opened his eyes, locked in one direction, and swung his punch.

The soul of the Ming rushes out without any obstacles along the way, and then throws into the air and eventually disappears.

"Haha." The laughter came again, Lu Ping did not punch this time because the sound was clearly in the direction where Lu Ping's punch was punched out, but the previous punch did not have any impact on the other party.

"This is just your dream." The voice continued, "Even my existence, how do you solve your dream?"

Lu Ping ignored the voice and continued to observe the surrounding environment. He touched the tree beside him. Although he had felt the touch before, this time he carefully touched every wrinkle on the bark, trying to find out what he had.

The voice stopped talking, but Lu Ping knew that the other party must have been hiding somewhere and staring at him.

He suddenly waved a punch and hit the tree.

Bang!

The tree's body trembled, and branches and leaves were constantly shaking down. A fist mark with a flat road left on the tree.

Lu Ping swung his fist again and hit the mountain wall next to him. However, this time he did not go forward, but punched him from the air. Mingzhi Soul hit the mountain wall and invaded, but the mountain was really huge, and it shared the damage that Mingzhi Soul would have during the transmission process, and finally looked safe and sound.

"Haha." The laughter broke out again, "Are you going to use such brute force to break your dream?"

"Where is my dream?" Lu Ping answered this time, "Is it the dream you knitted for me?"

"I woven. But your dream." said the voice.

"If something happens that you have never seen or even thought of, how can you make it up?" Lu Ping said.

The voice seemed stunned, but soon continued to smile: "That will become my new material as a supplement to your dreams."

"Okay, I'll provide you with some materials." Lu Ping said, taking out the horn-blowing camp and putting on his right hand.

"Blowing the horns and camps," the voice said, "Level 5 magic weapons are not materials that I have never seen before."

"Of course not the magic weapon." Lu Ping said, and suddenly punched straight to the ground.

"This punch is." He said, the power of the soul had been blown into the ground. The earth seemed to be rubbing, making sounds of being scraped by something. The gravel and weeds on the ground became very dull at this time. They seemed to be confused, as if they didn't know how to deal with what was happening right now.

So the next second, they broke.

It was instantly shattered like a bubble, and another scene was immediately changed around.

Lu Ping's hearing was still working his best, and he immediately heard the sound of the existence of several meters of external soul power.

"Have you obtained good materials?" he asked, and the man was already running out there.

The man was still shocked that the dream he created was shattered by Lu Ping's punch.

He has encountered all kinds of opponents, and there are many who are stronger than him, and there are also many who can break the illusion created by his supernatural power "Ru Meng Ling". However, the first one who acted like Lu Ping and relied on pure power to smash his "Ru Meng Ling" was really the first one.

Lu Ping actually created a plot that exceeded his expectations. When the punch hit, the dream rules he set were completely unaware of how to change under the touch of the power of the punch.

So the dream shattered.

He was still surprised, Lu Ping was already rushing towards him.

Facing the battle head-on is not his strength. The task he received was to hold Lu Ping for a while. His superpowers were the most suitable for this task. Especially after completing the time that needed to be delayed, he would escape without even showing his face. It was very reliable.

But now...

He hurriedly wanted to leave, but unfortunately his movements were really hard to say. He had just walked a few steps before Lu Ping was directly intercepted in front of him.

Lu Ping looked at the man in front of him and was not wearing any of the various costumes he had used to in Beidou Academy. Although the costumes of each peak and college of Beidou Academy are different, they are all different in details, and the overall style is always unified. The person in front of him is obviously not wearing the costumes of Beidou Academy.

"Who are you?" Lu Ping asked.

This question made the person in front of him stunned.

He didn't think he was so famous that he would be recognized at first sight. However, the water-playing uniform on his body always lacked the most iconic clothing of Yue Academy. The boy in front of him could not tell his background?

In this way, wouldn’t it mean that I have not revealed my identity yet?

"I am..." He was about to find something to say, but Lu Ping suddenly frowned, then turned around and the person actually ran away.

"Hey?" This man was stunned, and he was actually left behind.

Is there any conspiracy? Does the other party have the perverted interest to make him think he is nothing and start from behind?

Queyue Academy, under the sect of Yuan Feidao, the second-rank student Cha Mengliang was completely in a trance at this time.

He stayed there carefully for a while, and even secretly set up several more dream-like customizations on his body. Someone stepped in and activated them immediately. But as a result, nothing happened.

Lu Ping actually left, and he really ignored him at all.

"What's going on?" Cha Mengliang muttered. He was not important to this extent? This made him feel very disappointed.

However, after ensuring his own safety, Cha Mengliang finally did not forget his mission.

His delay failed, so what is more important in front of him is to not be disturbed by this kid.

etc!

This kid has discovered the situation there, so he rushed to ignore me?

Realizing this possibility, Cha Mengliang hurriedly chased Lu Ping in the direction where he left. But he didn't have the super-strong perception of Lu Ping, and he had no idea what was going on.

what happened?

Lu Ping actually didn't know that he just once again felt the power of soul that was extremely uneasy that was emitted by Sun Yingsheng. Compared to before, it seemed to have grown and become more aggressive.

So he immediately rushed towards the direction where the power of the soul came, which was the purpose of his trip. It was not an urgent task to jump out to stop him.
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