Fang Yuan feels that he seems to be caught in a sweet dream.

The dreamer wants to break through the Juyuan, which is the virtual sacred realm. It needs the analysis of the real world rules, and there is a huge amount of dream power consumption.

For the understanding of the rules of the world, he has been accumulating in the past three years, and the experience of the Yang Fan world has come to the forefront.

But the consumption of support for breakthroughs is really a bit of a force, even if he has a spiritual land, the same is true!

Only now, an endless stream of power has continually emerged from all walks of life, which has promoted his impact on the big bottleneck!

‘Original... I just want to learn about the world rules of the dream world... But what is the feeling of working together at this time, what is going on? ’

Looking at the eyebrows and ancestors, within the mud pill palace, a trace of dreams and strengths gathered together, as the essence is general, the source is endless, and the charge to the virtual holy bottleneck, Fang Yuan’s thoughts are somewhat sluggish.

Of course, he will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Immediately, he will fully invest in it, without missing the opportunity of this time, place, people and gathering!

Under the state of epiphany, Fang Yuan seems to have seen a huge gate that crosses the heavens and the earth and is like Ruo.

That is his virtual holy level, compared to Wu Zong's pulse, the difficulty is simply not reasonable.

At this point, the rolling dream power is like a storm, smashing the flood, and hitting the giant door.

Oh!

Jingtao shot the shore, rolling up thousands of snow!

The giant door was shocked, but it still stood still.

But it doesn't matter, Fang Yuan Meng Yuan Li quickly condensed and launched the charge again.

Oh! Oh!

Under the continuous slap and dripping stone, even if it is a miraculous giant door, there is no crack in the silk turtle. After the broken gap, there is a glimmer of light and mysterious light. The more you gather, the more you will wake up.

That is the supreme power that can cross the boundaries between illusion and reality and interfere with spiritual material!

......

Light!

Endless white light!

When the gate was broken, the general light of the Galaxy suddenly poured into the Fangyuan eyebrows, and the mudballs knew the sea.

Oh!

Chaos was arranged, a space between illusion and reality, and his close relationship with the sea, was suddenly opened up.

Hey!

The radiance continues to shine, the consumption... pushes the space to expand, and finally forms a small world with a square foot and a height of eight feet.

"This is... my own dream! Real dream!"

In the center of space, a small doll with a big doll suddenly emerges, and his face is similar to Fang Yuanxiao, but his true thoughts.

"My dream! The true dream of the dreamer, between the illusion and the truth, is the base of the virtual sacred! The nest is... very important, and a fortress against other dreamers!"

Because of the inheritance of the ruthless layman, Fang Yuan is not ignorant of this real dream.

"This dream is really true, it is illusory, it is the basis of all figurative..."

"In my dreams, I am omnipotent!"

Fang Yuan looked at his feet, only a piece of yellow sand, a void in the air, could not help but shake his head.

The dream was built, and it was very good to have this foundation at the beginning.

"It's just the power that helped me break through. What is it?"

Fang Yuan’s face with a trace of doubt, suddenly waved his hand, the mighty voice resounded in this space: “I am the Lord of Dreams, the King of this world!!!”

Among the magnificent sounds, the ability to build dreams is unfolding, and a light emerges at once, turning into a symbol, the red light flashing above, it seems that there are nine fire dragons, competing for a dragon ball.

......

Sanjieshan.

The top of a mountain.

Fang Yuan, who was originally closing his eyes and pondering, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Current!"

His dream power consumption, in connection with his real dreams in the darkness, a fiery red symbol suddenly appeared in front of him, the fire dragon roared above, the power of the spirits, the superb and mellow spirit, not even the original The main Liu Yan is the slightest.

A dream is a million! Dream Master!

"This is... the power of the present?"

Fang Yuan looked at the symbol in front of him, and he said nothing: ‘I just watched Liu Yan’s technique of spreading, and I was able to show it out, and the people who consumed it, but my dream power is gone...’

The current method is pure energy, and other items are substances, which is difficult to distinguish.

Therefore, after the virtual sacred, the dream master who focused on the display of spiritual skills occupied an important position, and the number of people was the first of many genres of dreamers.

"What about the dream division?"

Fang Yuan’s idea was moved.

Within the real dreams, a large number of dreams are raging and converge into a black dagger that shines in the light.

real world.

The light flashed, and a long piece of iron piece suddenly fell on Fang Yuan's palm.

This iron strip is not black, the hardness is very general, just barely see the shape of the original dagger.

"Really an entity!"

He first sighed and immediately frowned. "It’s too expensive. It’s just such a piece of iron. The power of dreams is much bigger than the previous spirits... and there is still this difference. It seems to be the right thing. Is there a reason for not being skilled enough? I am afraid that I will still have a long way to go..."

"The way of the sacred sacred, I have not yet thought about which one to go, but the premise is that this dream power is very important! It must be cherished at all times and accurately calculated!"

Originally, Fang Yuan’s dream power could only be used to display the fascinating fog and the fascinating step, which is a very surplus.

But now, he has discovered that he seems to be facing a huge gap.

The sacred sacredness is quite powerful, but if you want to realize it, your dream power consumption will be indispensable, not to mention that those celestial treasures and the like are present at the level of his time. The realm has not arrived, it is impossible, even if it is, the final income is more than the expenditure, I am afraid it is not worth the candle.

Only when it comes to the virtual high order, may you consider this aspect.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan looks at his property bar:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 36

Gas: 30

God: 20

Occupation: Dream Master

Repaired as: virtual sacred (???), Wu Zong (three veins)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body [four layers (1%)], Ecstasy, fascinating steps, a hundred poisonous gold body [a refinery]

Expertise: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation [Grade 5]

"Virtual Saint is not only the master of dreams, but also the illusory saint! The spirit interferes with matter, and consciousness affects reality. You are the true illusionist and have the power to interfere with reality!"

"When the Shenyuan breakthrough, will it increase suddenly?"

Fang Yuan touched his eyebrows.

Originally, when Shen Yuan increased by one or two, he had a feeling of bursting and painful, such as a knife cut.

But at this time, the gods increased their times, but they were all accommodated by real dreams. A little splash of water did not splash.

"But... this **** metadata, and the consumption of Dream Power, is still not very close... If you have more intuitive data, just fine!"

Fang Yuan’s heart showed a thought.

Immediately, he stunned to see the property sheet blurry, behind the Shenyuan column, there was a blue bar!

correct!

It is to accurately mark the scale with the horizontal bar with his skill proficiency.

The above is not full, but it consumes about one or two or so. This is the previous dream power consumed twice.

‘Well... If the cost of displaying a fascinating fog is one percent, then a dream spell is present, that’s five percent, maybe even more...’

Fang Yuan looked at his blue trough and blue strip and said in a positive tone.

Although I have long known that the appearance of this property sheet is based on his mind and experience, this upgrade is also a sudden, some beyond his expectations.

"The virtual sacred is a big project, with a modernized road, still has a long way to go..."

Fang Yuan clenched his fists and his eyebrows were full of confidence.

Even if Yang Fan and his teacher respected it, he would only practice the virtual sacred to a very high level.

Even so, it can be counted as a character in Dagan.

Dream Master Virtual Saint!

If Fang Yuan had such a cultivation in the dream of Yang Fan, it would not be a squad of the Eagle School.

"Hey!"

At this time, along with the roaring sound, a huge black shadow, the two claws attached to the rock wall, quickly climbed up, it is a monkey king.

At this time, the shadow of the body is boiling, the silk is transpiration, as if burning, the **** red scorpion is full of fierceness, looking at Fang Yuan, and with some hesitation.

“Why are you hesitating?”

Fang Yuan’s look is condensed: “Is it different from me?”

He smiled and suddenly sighed.

Hey!

The red scorpion that has been suspended around him blasted, and the fire dragons of the nine buckets appeared, screaming and snarling, rushing to the Monkey King.

raging!

These nine fire dragons spit flames, and instantly formed a sea of ​​fire. Among them, there seems to be a flash of fire, and the roots are like arrows and straight.

"Hey!"

The Monkey King was burned all over the body, screaming again and again, and the shadow of his body rose.

After all, when the dream world has broken away, the power it carries is gradually losing.

"It's a good animal!"

Fang Yuan nodded, and in the real dream, another blue symbol was outlined.

"The wind of nine days, listen to my orders, illness!"

Huh!

In an instant, nine blue-colored dragons and shadows appeared on the side of Fang Yuan, and turned into nine tornadoes, whizzing past.

Fire borrows the wind!

At this time, the fires and the fires have produced, and the power exerted has increased several times more than before.

The flame of the Monkey King was so fierce that it made a harsh roar.

Hey!

In the midst of the wind, the original Chiron and Qinglong entangled, and the cohesion, the power surged, and the whole mountain was ignited in an instant.

......

I don't know how long it took, Fang Yuan came to a spot of focus.

There, the shadow of the silk transpiration, gathered again, fell into his palm.

His face was faint, watching the silk shadow directly into the palm of his hand. In the real dream, the original dream power was added a little: "Sure enough, can I break through the virtual sac, and rely on the help of this shadow?"

Fang Yuan sighed and sighed, and the scorpion was deep.