Highland City.

This is the largest city in Haizhou. It is magnificent and magnificent. It has built a huge dock and even has access to the East China Sea.

The rivers in the city are staggered, and the dense water network divides the city into countless small blocks. Only a variety of small boats pass through them.

Looking around, this is simply a city on the water.

At this time, on a huge pier, several huge warships, like the fortresses moving on the water, slowly docked into Hong Kong, and many strange people walked down.

"Hey!"

One of them is a man dressed in red, mostly a woman, with a feminine atmosphere.

In the middle of a little girl with a goose egg face, I was nervously clutching my old man’s arm: "This trip, be careful!"

"You can rest assured that our Khmer Rouge faction is also a sect of the Red State. If you are forced to move, nothing will happen!"

The middle-aged man patted the back of his daughter's hand comfortably, but his heart was full of helplessness.

The foundation of a sect is to control the construction site. With the construction site, it is possible to collect various kinds of offerings and then recruit apprentices.

Although it sounds vulgar, it is actually a top priority.

Even those high-cooled dreamers, because they have mastered the blessings of the earth, have a huge amount of resources, so they have to do the hegemony, and almost even the court has turned over.

It is common sense to master the power and naturally have ambition.

Dreamers can produce their own resources and supply thousands of Lingshi Wuzong, which naturally requires higher power.

Of course, after the dramatic changes in the heavens and the earth, after the disaster of the devil, many dreamers fell, and this power disappeared. The competition for the remaining resources of the mortal world became more and more fierce.

This is especially true in coastal states where it is rare to escape from the clutches.

Many sectarian remnants and small forces fled, and the competition for various resources with the local snakes, just the **** fights seen by the middle-aged people, has been no less than dozens.

Even the Kapok faction had to fight with the enemy for more than a dozen games before they barely settled down in a small county.

‘The disaster of the devil is not over yet, and the Terran is starting to kill each other for a little bit of land. This is ironic! ’

The middle-aged man looked up at Hailan City, and there was a little hope in his throat: "Perhaps... the spirit will change this!"

To end the dispute, the so-called compromise and stability are all funny. Only by strengthening the power, suppressing everything, or even uniting the whole is the best way to eliminate the war.

"After this alliance, the Tianling will be completely in the East China Sea, and under the order, I will not be able to solve this dispute!"

The middle-aged man sighed and took his daughter's arm: "Go! Come with me!"

Looking at the faces of many disciples who are still childish, they secretly made up their minds. If the spirits really have a world, resisting the spirits, even if they send their own trust, they lose some autonomy.

At this time, no matter what the door, it must be put down a certain portal.

Of course, this kind of consensus is only between the spirits.

Under the celestial spirit, there are still some gaps between the many spirits and the Wuzong. Although there is no contempt for the dreamer's condescending, this phenomenon is gradually growing.

In particular, the hatred between the spirits and the dreamer is even more difficult to wash.

No matter who is right or wrong before, what is wrong, after several massacres, unless one party completely defeats one party, it is impossible to coexist.

Just then, a small awning boat was docked at the dock.

Fang Yuan was dressed in a white coat, with a waist and a beautiful jade, wearing a silver crown and holding a folding fan. Like a rich family who traveled alone, the money went to the dock and looked at the sky, blinking.

‘Air transport is back to the river, this is the heart of the mind! It seems that if there is no external interference, this time the spirit will succeed, even dominate the East! ’

Since the eye of the fire has risen to the third level, even in the big dry world, as long as he is slightly condensed, you can see a lot of different weather.

For this kind of thing, Fang Yuan directly explained with the gas transport, but it was also ten, and if it was installed as a priest, maybe it would be a name like a broken iron mouth.

"At this time, the date of the League is approaching, within the city of Hyland, it can be described as a hidden dragon and a tiger..."

He recognized the meteorological atmosphere in the void, and immediately had a plan: "At this time, the power that is here is bound to be entangled with the spirits."

After talking with the two sages last time, Fang Yuan did not promise or refuse, and sent away the evil saints and Bai Ze, but he came to Hailan City.

"At this time, four points in the world, if the Dream League wants to grow and develop, it can only take the land of the coastal states, and the contradiction with the Heavenly Spirit can not be avoided..."

The dreamers are mainly relying on their own production resources.

There is a lot of production in a blessed land of great power, and the saints are more comparable to the small world.

Therefore, the former dreamers, the interest in resource points is not too big, but now, obviously not.

The sage’s cave collapses, the blessings of the blessings do not exist, and various competitions for survival lead to more intense competition for resources.

"If there is no accident... After the disaster of the devil is about to begin, the first large-scale fire of human cultivators is going on?"

Fang Yuan stared at the sky and suddenly looked out of the city and said nothing.

In that direction, he suddenly saw the closeness of several black clouds, with a little familiar feeling, should be the dreamer after the transfer, and even have the power to sit down.

The other party may have adopted some kind of secret method to hide their own breath, and did not cause the alert of the city's spirits.

However, in Fang Yuan’s other way, it’s ridiculous to use the method of meteorological observation to detect it.

"At this time, I am not busy with them. I can explore the bottom of the spirits first."

In fact, regardless of the spirits, or the outside dreamer, in Fang Yuan's view, it is a valuable asset.

For the world, nature is the most precious of the world, followed by a variety of talents.

"The world of the big dry world has changed, and there may be some sons of luck who are born to die..."

Fang Yuan shook his head. He did not think of the benefits from the Son of Heaven, and he was not the individual in the area, but the various civilizations cultivated by the Dagan World!

Whether it is a dreamer or a martial artist, Wu Zong represents a unique ‘dao’!

Even if you follow the road and civilization again, you need people to carry it!

Although these dreamers are weak chickens that have been deprived of the road, they may not have the hope of restoring again.

If you don't say anything else, it is enough to find the orthodox cultivation method of the demon world, which is enough to make the dreamer's career shine again.

Of course, even if Fang Yuan can do this at this time, it will not spread out, otherwise the biggest benefit is the original old dreamer force, especially the saint!

"Actually... this day won't be long... With the constant advancement of the devils, the opening of various inheritance memories will always fall into the hands of the dreamer. Although the magic method is not suitable for humans, it is only one Modified question..."

Because of this, Fang Yuancai has a sense of urgency to rapidly expand.

Even if the practice of practice is better, it will require the cooperation of resources.

As long as the forces grow and develop, even if the future dreamers rise again, they will be able to take the lead.

"Even... it’s a direct collection of this world dreamer!"

Fang Yuan pinched his fist and raised a ambition.

The original five major forces of the dream teacher, Shenglian teaches him to be compiled, the source will be suppressed after several times, has long been turbulent, and the rest of the dreamers are gone to the end of the world, I do not know where to go.

The ancient sage of the League of Nations, Chen Chen, just died in his hands. Without any accident, the entire alliance will soon be in chaos.

Nowadays, to solve the evil sacred door and Bai Zeshan, the dream master is the leader! Just kill two saints!

I have to say that this idea is indeed very feasible, so that Fang Yuan has some heart.

In particular, with his strength at this time, you can do this!

"Of course... I can't do this kind of thing clearly!"

Fang Yuan once again stared at the powerful weather that spread in the void: "Maybe... I should go and talk to the celestial ancestors!"

Looking at the person's name, he knows his position in the spirit society, at least the level of the founding veteran.

If he helps him, whether it is to find two saints, or to throw out the top tank afterwards, it is much more convenient.

"Well... let me see... In this city, there are three real yuan, two true holy?"

Fang Yuan’s eyes glimpsed: “The strongest of them should be the ancestors of the gods.”

"Damn!"

At this time, a woman looked at Fang Yuan, and suddenly she was pale and screamed.

"Red child, what happened?"

The people around her suddenly became nervous: "But the kid wants to be against you?"

Those of them who came to participate in the League of Nations were originally guilty. At this time, they saw Fang Yuan’s potential alone, and suddenly surrounded subconsciously.

"Humph!"

Fang Yuan’s eyes slanted and snorted: “You... want to find death? Give me away!”

At this time, regardless of the magical powers of the gods, they are the best in the world. They are also high-powered, murderous and suffocating under the majesty. Even if they do not use Yuanli, the surrounding practitioners suddenly feel the repression and the forehead is sweating.

A few people across the square were even more trembled, suffocating, and unconsciously letting the road open.

"I... I'm fine!"

The girl named Hong Er glared at her chest and looked at Fang Yuan’s little face with fear: "I don’t care about this son, sorry..."

"Let's pay attention next time!"

Seeing that someone has seen it around, Fang Yuan did not want to attract attention, and quickly left.

"Oh... this person, it’s terrible! I seem to see the blood of the corpse..."

After his back disappeared, the young girl of the young girl was still alive to the middle-aged.

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The middle-aged man was also afraid after a while, and almost provoked an old monster.

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