Half an hour later.

Shen Fengqin obeyed Hong Yuan's orders stiffly and slowly integrated into his empty holes.

"Huh~"

"Although I can successfully refine the Shenfengqin in an instant, I will do it on the surface in order to be safe."

"Don't hurry, just take your time."

Hong Yuan's eyes lit up, and he exhaled a turbid breath and said happily in his heart.

Although Princess Feng Tang Xi's attack was a bit terrible, the arrival of Shen Fengqin still comforted Hong Yuan's mood a little.

At worst, let "Bo Qing" condemn him more Hong Yuan's behavior and add another big revenge.

Anyway, "Bo Qing" has a life-and-death hatred with the Great Sage of Fengxi. As the next generation of Great Sage of Fengxi, Hong Yuan will definitely take over this grudge!

Moreover, aren’t Bo Qing and Hong Yuan both him?

"hehe."

Hong Yuan smiled indifferently and waved his black Taoist sleeves.

He stepped on Huanyunjiao, grabbed Tang Tianlong with his hands, and headed straight for the sky.

...

...

Half an hour later.

A fantasy cloud dragon roars long, flying leisurely in the sea of ​​clouds, showing its graceful figure.

"Senior Brother Hong Yuan!"

Shang Yaoqin was on the deck of the flying boat, looking at the handsome figure above the Huanyun Dragon, and immediately waved his little hand with joy.

Behind her, the Great Sage of Qinglu stood up, but the whisk in her hand was shining with a burning divine light.

Obviously, the Qinglu Dasheng was not as calm as Shang Yaoqin imagined. He was guarding against some existences going crazy and sneaking into this place regardless of the situation!

"Senior Qinglu, Yaoqin." Hong Yuan bowed and responded.

After a simple greeting, the three of them started to do their business.

now.

Tang Tianlong fell asleep on the deck, feeling drowsy, and his whole body was trapped by the treasure chains filled with phoenix Taoist patterns.

"This is Tang Tianlong, haha, it seems that it is just that. He has the name of a seed of a dream. This person is not worthy of being with me!" Shang Yaoqin said lightly with his hands on his back.

She slowly took out the white jade flute and blew it slowly. The sound of the flute turned into white waves, flooding Tang Tianlong with turbulent waves.

As visible to the naked eye, Tang Tianlong's body trembled constantly and his breath gradually became weak.

Widths of dreamy light spots rolled out from Tang Tianlong's body and rushed to Shang Yaoqin's sky, making her face covered by a ball of white mist, gradually unable to see clearly, mysterious and profound.

The other side.

Hong Yuan saw that he had fought with him not long ago and was "coming back and forth" and was slaughtered by Shang Yaoqin like a pig.

He thought to himself:

"The battle for destiny within the human race is so cruel. If the human race's Heavenly Palace discovered that my original body was the mysterious dream power, and there were all kinds of abnormal actions."

"The human race heavenly palace will definitely use the method of collecting souls and finding me!"

"Even if I have the master's attainment in soul traits, I will definitely not be able to withstand the means of the Heavenly Palace."

"At that time, I will be reduced to prison, and I am afraid that the fate will not be much better than Tang Tianlong. No, that will definitely be miserable than Tang Tianlong."

Thinking of this, Hong Yuan couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

Therefore, he became more determined to the guiding ideology of [seeking progress while maintaining stability and taking every step forward].

As a practitioner of the martial arts of immortality, he has a life span of tens of millions of years, and he does not need to fight for a lifetime to become an immortal.

He should plan for a hundred years, thousands, thousands of years!!

How many thousands of years does this Emperor have?

Nowadays, Hong Yuan’s struggle is to have a certain ability to protect himself before the birth of the Great Dream Emperor.

Of course, the best thing is to reach the supreme master of the Dream Dao School through its original body and become the [Meng Dao Master], thus making the Great Dream Emperor never born!

After all, you can go to the simple mode, so why go to the difficult mode?

Hong Yuan is not sick!

As long as he continues steadily, sooner or later, he will become the oldest and most powerful existence in the world!!

"Click!—Click!—Click!"

There were waves of disintegration heard on Tang Tianlong, and more and more groups of dream-dao's mystery lights pounced on Shang Yaoqin.

Shang Yaoqin stood alone, as cold as the ancient moon god, staring at Tang Tianlong coldly.

She naturally would not have any sympathy for Tang Tianlong.

It was not enough to kill Tang Tianlong in one go, but it was just because she wanted to absorb all the fortunes of Tang Tianlong as clean as possible.

Not only on the dream path, but also on the luck path.

"For Sister Zhuyin, I can't die!"

Shang Yaoqin's face was as cold as an immortal, but her heart was roaring wildly.

Not only Hong Yuan saw the fate of his failure because of Tang Tianlong, but also Shang Yaoqin!

Shang Yaoqin could not imagine how her weak and incapable sister Zhuyin would be able to protect herself in the future turbulent world.

Especially Ye Zhuyink had peerless beauty but no strong strength, which made Shang Yaoqin even more scared.

She absolutely cannot abandon Ye Zhuyin alone in the future!!!

Suddenly.

Shang Yaoqin's body was stalemate for a moment, and she glanced at Hong Yuan without any trace, thinking:

"If Sister Zhuyin and Senior Brother Hong Yuan become Taoist couples."

"Even if I die in the battle for destiny, Sister Zhuyin's future will not be too bleak, nor will it be too sad because of my departure..."

The battle for destiny is so cruel.

A guy like Tang Tianlong can be said to be the weakest seed of the dream.

The other seeds of the Great Dream are either the beloved disciples of the Great Dream Dao, or the descendants of the Great Emperor's Taoist dynasty...

Each one has a bigger background and deeper background.

To be honest, Shang Yaoqin is not 30% sure that he can win the battle for destiny.

Not to mention Hua Menghuang, who once defeated many big dream seeds with his own strength, is Xiao Yuan, the descendant of the Soul-killing Demon Emperor, who is not something Shang Yaoqin can easily deal with.

Time flows through each of their thoughts.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

"boom!"

Tang Tianlong burst into pieces, and his corpse was gone.

He is dead!

The battle for destiny has officially entered a new stage...

However, Shang Yaoqin's white jade flute made a quick sound, and the sound waves were rhythmic, and the majestic energy rolled for it.

Dreams and Taos are used to achieve supernatural powers - beautiful dreams come true and great luck comes!

Circles of black halos rippled on Shang Yaoqin, forming an emperor's dragon robe, which was indescribable.

The emperor was wearing a black robe, and the dark halo was wrapped in the aperture.

At this moment, Shang Yaoqin was born in the heavens, just like the son of heaven and earth, and achieved the general trend.

"Gulu~" Hong Yuan's throat moved slightly and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Because Tang Tianlong's dream-dao magical power actually turned into Shang Yaoqin's appearance!

"This..." A fleeting look of shock flashed across the face of the Great Sage of Qinglu, but his right hand grabbed the whisk tightly.

Obviously, he was also shocked by Shang Yaoqin's growth.

There is more than that change in Shang Yaoqin.

I saw the dream talisman appearing, flowing through the white jade flute, which seemed to blow endless rhythm, and all things resonate.

Her eyes slowly closed, leaving only a gap. She seemed to have become confused, as if she was in a deep sleep.

"Dream and sounds are the same as the way of dreams - the rules of enlightenment in dreams are revealed!"

This is her own dream-dao talented magical power.
To be continued...