With a light "pop", as soon as Wang Zhong's dream power spreading outward surged out, he felt invisible power surged from all directions, crushing the dream he had just unfolded. Wang Zhong was as if he was hit in the head by a sledgehammer, his mind was sunk, and his personnel were unconscious...

It seemed that Wang Zhong woke up in a moment, but he was still standing straight, as if the coma just now was just an illusion. He had been standing there without moving. However, looking around, his eyes made him realize that he was no longer in place.

At this time, the surrounding environment had changed drastically, and the vast underground cave had lost its trace, leaving only a piece of white mist spreading around.

"What's the day tonight when dreaming for thousands of years? Welcome to my country, my friend, you are the first one in 100,000 years!" Before Wang Zhong could take a closer look at the surrounding environment, a voice with a bit of leisurely and lazy declared the dominance to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhongxun looked at him and saw about ten feet away in front of him, a middle-aged scholar in white clothes in Confucian clothes was holding a goose feather fan and squirting gently, looking at Wang Zhong with a smile on his face.

"I wonder what the ancient wizard, who was the great wizard, was summoning the boy with the power of dreams?" When Wang Zhong saw this scene, he still didn't understand. This was caused by a wizard whose cultivation level was far beyond that of him, who forced him into the dream world. He bowed and asked without panic.

Seeing Wang Zhong's calm and composed question, the middle-aged scholar's smile became even heavier, and he seemed to be quite satisfied with his actions: "I can help my elder brother know that my emperor is about to come back to the earth, and the people will rise and fall. At that time, all those who worship our emperor will die and disappear. I will come to save my elder brother so that he can be ahead of others and serve our emperor, and he will be able to live in a high position in the temple in the future. I wonder what my elder brother thinks?"

"What a domineering Human Emperor!" Although I had known for a long time that the Nine Ancient Emperors were not good birds, and their tempers were probably worse after turning into ghosts, I didn't expect that they would be so domineering. As long as they did not follow the Human Emperor, they would die and lose their souls. They were so domineering that Wang Zhong was secretly shocked.

Today, the emperors in the Central Continent are the common rulers of the thirty-three continents, but with the dominance and strength of the Huawu Empire, they only respect the emperor rather than respect the emperor.

The so-called worship means worship. Faith means faith, just like the godly faith before the Huawu Empire was established, it is a kind of wholehearted dedication. To worship the emperor, the emperor is like a father and a god.

It is a very terrible state to worship the emperor. Once worshipping the emperor, it means that from the soul to the emperor, there is nothing you belong to, it is all the emperor. The emperor takes it and asks it, and believers should also regard it as a kind of glory.

Respecting an emperor is different. Respecting means respect, respect, and respect. That is, if you respect the emperor, respect the laws he has set, and do not oppose him, you will be a qualified citizen. Respecting an emperor, an emperor is like a boat or a bridge.

The difference between respecting the emperor and worshiping the emperor is the same, but there is a world of difference. The relationship between the people in the former and the emperor is like water and a boat. Water can carry the boat and can also overturn the boat. The relationship between the people in the latter and the emperor is slave owner and slave. The people must be the emperor's whole body and mind and cannot resist, otherwise it will be a great rebellion.

While Wang Zhong was so overwhelming in his heart that the emperor was so domineering, he asked calmly on the surface: "I don't know what kind of virtues the boy has, so that the wizard can love him so much?"

"When you enter a dream, you don't need one thousand years of cultivation. Yuanyu has a thousand years of cultivation. It's an ordinary person who has long burst and died of death. But you are safe and sound and can still be used by yourself. I am pity for talent, so I have more words here. I wonder what my friend wants?"

The middle-aged literati seemed to be extremely patient with Wang Zhong, and was not impatient with Wang Zhong's successive questions, and answered them one by one.

"You have been admiring the role of the Emperor of Humanity for a long time. Although you have made a decision, I wonder if the wizard can tell you, what if you don't agree?" Wang Zhong was overjoyed when he heard the middle-aged literati say this, and then hesitated slightly, as if he was afraid that this question would anger the "wizard" in front of him.

"I am very happy to make a decision. I think my emperor will be happy to have another talent. If I don't agree, it's nothing. I'll die and lose my soul." Seeing Wang Zhong's expression very strange, the middle-aged scholar seemed extremely happy. He swept away the leisurely and lazy appearance just now, and replied enthusiastically.

"Since that's the case, then............go, your uncle!" Wang Zhong's face suddenly changed, as if he was flipping a book. He was respectful and polite the moment before, and was very happy. The next moment he became an angry Vajra, his face was ashen. With this angry shout, he raised his feet and kicked the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar changed once before he was on guard. Wang Zhong just had three questions, bowed three times, and moved forward gently. He was in his own dream. In the dream space, the middle-aged scholar did not take it seriously.

At this time, Wang Zhong's attitude was like a sudden change. He started to take action in a flash. He caught off guard. In the flash, he actually forgot that he was the Lord of the Dream. He stood there without reaction and was kicked by Wang Zhong.

It was like a head-on collision between the tiger in the mechanism that was rumbling and vibrating, and the middle-aged scholar rushed back five feet away in an instant. A heart-wrenching pain came from under his abdomen, and his whole body suddenly became a shrimp-shaped arch, holding his abdomen tightly, and hissing and pumping the air conditioner.

"Do you find it incredible? Hehe, why can I hurt you in your dream?" Wang Zhong walked to the middle-aged scholar leisurely, kicked his body that was bent into a shrimp, and asked proudly.

The middle-aged scholar who eased from the severe pain was kicked by Wang Zhong, and his eyes were immediately injured. The cold sweat oozed from the pain rolled down like a waterfall, blurring his eyes. In his eyes, anger and horror coexisted, and his eyes gradually turned red, like a fire.

As the wizard's eyes turned red, the white mist around him suddenly dyed a layer of blood red. In the rolling fog, countless figures slowly appeared. These figures were thousands of feet tall and were small, but just from the shadows, they made people feel hideous, obviously they were extremely fierce monsters.

"Your tricks are really hard to see through, but you are too proud. Boy, this is my country!!!" The voice of the middle-aged scholar exploded in this space like thunder. If the anger in the voice could be replaced by a fire, I am afraid that it would ignite the entire Central Continent.

This voice full of endless anger was not from the body that fell to the ground, but came from all directions. In the dream space, the master of the dream, the God, is not difficult to do this.

"Is that right?" Facing the hideous figure that was about to reveal his body, and the angry shout of the middle-aged scholar, Wang Zhong was unmoved and only snapped his fingers gently.

It seemed as if a supreme will was following Wang Zhong's order. With his snap of his fingers, the surroundings changed drastically in an instant!

The thick red mist blew like a strong wind, dissipating rapidly, the earth was exposed to yellow, and the space above the head was enlarged, until an upside-down stalactite appeared, and the surrounding area became a plain with a wide view. The dream space with thick fog rolling back to the Human Emperor Seal in Baling in a blink of an eye.

"How is this possible?! Aren't you trapped in my dream?" The middle-aged scholar who was originally mixed with anger and shock was standing three feet away from Wang Zhong.

Yuan Tong was standing behind him, stretching out a hand to touch the middle-aged scholar's neck. The middle-aged scholar was looking at Yuan Tong with a shocked face.

"Hehe, the dream of ancient times** is indeed amazing. If we hadn't discovered you before, we would have thought of you..." Yuan Tong smiled and said proudly. This kind of cat plays with mice has always been his favorite.

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Time goes back to before Yuan Tong and Wang Zhong arrive at the entrance of the passage.

Seeing that the exit was ten feet away, Wang Zhongzheng was about to work harder to see what kind of world was in front of the passageway entrance, but he saw Yuan Tong, who was one step ahead of him, suddenly stood.

The last section of this passage is an inclined downward, slightly steep slope. If Yuantong had not expected it, he would have reached out to cover it, Wang Zhong would have turned into a rolling gourd and rolled the distance of ten feet directly.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhongyi stabilized his body and immediately asked anxiously. He didn't know where the other party's sacrificial priest had reached, so he couldn't help but be impatient.

As of now, the two groups of people who came in first, and the mysterious team of the pioneers did not count. Just the top elites of the three major demon sects, four second-grade peak warriors, and the remaining thirty-six people are all third-grade or above, which is probably enough to put a certain human emperor in a semi-resurrection state.

The ancient Nine Emperors were strong men at the extreme level of the Imperial Dao. In the knowledge of the martial arts community, such cultivation is equivalent to strong men at the level of the Grand Master. What is the Grand Master of Martial Arts? They are the pioneers of all martial artists, and are equivalent to everyone's teachers. Even if such a strong man of this level is in a semi-resurrection state, he is not comparable to the first-level warrior Yuantong.

Just looking at the three major demon sects and Fuyu Kingdoms siege and kill Yuantong together, they need to put him in a situation where the energy is not good before he dares to take action. You can know that the higher the level of martial arts, the greater the gap between the cultivation level between the two sides.

There is a saying in the martial arts world that the cultivation level is first-level, and the kung fu is extremely high. Just by being slightly stronger in energy, it is possible to suppress people with slightly lower cultivation level, let alone a higher level.

Once there is one of the ancient Nine Emperors in a semi-resurrection state, then Wang Zhong and Yuan Tong want to beat him up, it is a huge question whether they can escape with all their tails alone.

Not to mention that the original is covered by binary elements today, and the space distance is infinitely extended, and the original communication can no longer move by tearing apart the space. Facing a strong man in the master's realm, death is almost inevitable.
Chapter completed!