Fang Yuan also found a more interesting point.

The survival time of these pure dreams is really inversely proportional to the cultivation. The higher the pure dream, the shorter the survival time. On the contrary, those pure dreams of the sergeant level can live for at least two or three years. For Fang Yuan, there is a lot of space and research time.

"It’s just strange. If the shadows have a lot of means to make a pure dream and seek truth, how can they not come out in the Yitianshan war?"

"It seems that it is not so easy to make a pure dream of seeking truth."

"Shadows in order to understand the body of the sorcerer and the ghost, do not hesitate to use this method, refining a large number of pure dreams to seek the real body, to get through and spread the dream. The determination is great!"

Fang Yuan secretly sighed the resolute attitude of the shadow sect.

It’s not just Fang Yuan’s success, but he has captured many pure dreams and seeks the truth. The rest of the right path is not stupid, and each has captured some of them.

These pure dreams seek truth, and they contain the dreams of the shadows. Once research is successful, others will make great breakthroughs in the field of dreams.

Shadowong does not hesitate to do so, but also to save the body of the demon spirit.

The scene is very confusing.

Zishan Zhenjun was not discovered, he is still continuing, constantly creating a pure dream for truth.

More and more glory has appeared in dreams.

A piece of dreams, piled up each other, messy, forming a complex battlefield. Both the right path and the magic road, around the pure dream for the real body, each launched a fierce fight.

Although Fangyuan has done its utmost to stop it, because the entire battlefield is too chaotic, there have been several pure dreams seeking truth, becoming a fish that has slipped through the net and is about to leave the battlefield.

"Damn! Among these, there may be hidden ghosts hidden in the body." Fang Yuan observed this scene, just when he wanted to start the remote attack, suddenly!

A small, straight light like a needle instantly falls from the depths of the sky.

In an instant, the hole pierced the brain of a pure dream for the real body.

This small white light is very sharp, from the pure dream to the real brain, all the way down.

It appears instantly and disappears instantly.

In the pure dream of seeking a real body, it is a six-turn fairy.

He suddenly felt weak and weak, and his head was crisp. His face could not help but reveal the color of doubt, then he slowly raised his hand and touched his head.

Then he placed his hand in front of his eyes and found that the blood in his hand had a white brain.

His face suddenly changed dramatically, full of incredulity, and panic.

Then, his eyes were black and his vitality was completely dissipated. The corpse, like a broken sack, fell from the sky to the ground with a bang.

Instant blood splatter, broken bones and folds, almost to a muddy mud, dead can no longer die.

"Well? Who will it be?!" Fang Yuan saw this scene, and the pupils shrank.

He is a person who looks at the whole situation. In the right way, he is the first person to observe this situation.

On the magic side, Zishan Zhenjun spawned more light, while also leading the overall situation.

Seeing this scene, he has no doubts, but his brow is locked: "The heavens have finally shot!"

He had long thought of this layer, and also arranged in the daytime, delaying the prison tower for a while.

However, it is a pity that Fangyuan’s rescue of the field has greatly affected the plan of Zishan Zhenjun.

The super squad has the existence of the right path, and it seriously interferes with the rescue process of Zishan Zhenjun.

The best time has been lost, and the Super League Tower has got rid of the shackles and finally started to join the battle.

Brush it!

It is also a few soft sounds, a few small white light, and successive bursts of fire, will try to get rid of the pure dream of the battlefield, and easily kill.

Subsequently, a magnificent fairy house, shimmering with the bright light, like the king of the world, slowly descended to the battlefield.

This spectacular scene finally caught the attention of most of the Zhu Xian, and they all turned their eyes to the sky.

Very few people are a bit ignorant, but most of them are recognizing that this is the Sky Tower.

The Heavenly Tower of Heaven is really famous!

Heaven? !

Almost all the immortals who were present were shocked.

The strong appearance of the heavenly court will undoubtedly lead the chaotic battlefield to a more unpredictable direction.

On the top floor of the Superintendent Tower, Long Gong embraced his arms, his body was quite like a mountain, standing and overlooking the entire battlefield.

"The demon sorcerer is sinister and insidious, and pure dreams can not be let go. You must be executed! Of course, these pure dreams may be just scorpions. It is not excluded that the demon sorrows are hidden in other celestial beings. The possibility. So, these celestial beings are killed. Ning is wrong, not let go!"

"Yes!" After the dragon's body, the dried sage, headed by Ziwei Fairy, was in constant harmony.

Long Gong also sighed: "First kill the shadows, and then remove the right path. But if there is any one, want to leave the battlefield, no matter who, directly eradicate!"

With an unparalleled temperament, the Supervisor Tower is like a mountain peak and directly pressed down to the battlefield.

The chaotic battlefield is stagnant.

The Supervisory Tower represents the most powerful force, and its actions will almost determine the direction of the entire battlefield.

The heart of the right path is soaring.

Tianting is from Zhuxian of Zhongzhou. Will they be reinforcements?

The shadow sect party is in a panic.

Obviously, there is a deadly enemy between Heaven and Shadow.

Fang Yuan's face sinks into the water, and he stares at the nine-turn fairy squad, and his brow is tight.

He did not expect this to happen.

"The heavens reappeared and the situation became very bad. In such a short period of time, they actually rebuilt the tower of the prison! I don't know how many eight turns of the heavens come from this time!"

The appearance of the supervision tower, the plan of the other source, the impact is too great.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan is in the super squad. With this squad, it should be able to withstand the power of the Superintendent.

For Jiantian Tower, Fangyuan has a lot of combat experience.

Even if it is the strongest means of urging fate, Fang Yuan estimates that this super squad has the ability to withstand a blow!

Fang Yuan decided to wait and see for a while, but he did not move, but Zishan Zhenjun could not sit and watch.

He is a wise road, how can he not leave the means to deal with it?

Zishan Zhenjun immediately passed out: "Left night gray, according to the agreement, your enemy is here. What are you waiting for? The other party is the person in heaven!"

"天庭?!" The legendary wild animal of the Taikoo was left at night, and when he heard the word, he suddenly felt a shock, and his eyes burst into a fierce hatred of anger.

This kind of anger and hatred, deep into its bone marrow, has gone through more than a million years and is still unforgettable.

"Tian Ting!!!" left night gray screamed and snarled, the sound waves rolling, sweeping hundreds of miles.

boom!

The next moment, the dark misty mist sprang from the left night ash. Its body is very large, and it is more and more horrible and fierce under the cover of dark fog.

Then, his legs were bent, his body arched, his teeth licked his mouth, and his feet slammed.

boom.

A violent muffled sound, the whole piece of the ground trembled a little.

A huge pit was instantly trampled out by the left night ash. The left night ash is like a sharp arrow, rushing to the sky, slamming into the tower.

The prison tower broke out, but the left night ash was covered with black mist. It was obviously a killing of the immortal, not only to carry him to fly, but also to protect the energy.

The left night is like a broken stone, like a huge dark meteorite. When I breathe a few times, it spans hundreds of miles and rushes to the front of the tower.

"Hey! Maniculous and embarrassing." Longgong disdainfully snorted, and then the male body shook, his thoughts mobilized, and the Supervisor Tianta violently burst out of the glaring white light.

For a time, the world was white.

The most powerful means of the Supervisory Tower!

The power of the nine-turn fairy tales is unmatched.

No matter how dodging, you will be recruited. As long as it is not nine turns, no matter how powerful, it will be defeated under this trick.

It’s all light.

White light.

Full of the world, in all directions.

The celestial beings exposed to the light, whether it is the right way or the magic road, vomit blood. It was hit hard in an instant, and it was fainted on the spot.

All of a sudden, it cleared up most of the battlefield.

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With a bang, the left night ash was also hard to resist the fateful attack and fell to the ground.

It spewed out a blood, and quickly climbed up, opened a huge mouth, and snarled at the tower.

In the Tiantian Tower, the faces of Zhongzhou Yuxian are all moving.

The dragon also revealed a strange color.

In the left night, there was a defeat in the ash, and it was normal to not die. It is thicker and thicker than the usual fairy house, and its resilience is extremely amazing.

The left night ash has been suffering in southern Xinjiang for many years. The southern Xinjiang celestial world has repeatedly dispatched the sacred house to carry out the encirclement. It has never taken its life and can only defeat it.

However, the degree of injury to the left night ash is much more than that expected by Long Gong.

Zhu Xian can practice, and left night ash is also practicing. Over the years, the strength of the left night ash has also been continuously improved. Not to mention this time, there is also the funding of the shadows. Zishan Zhenjun specially lends it a lot of fairy tales, and there are a lot of immortal killings, trying to arm the left night ash.

The left night ash stood up completely and the injury on it had recovered a little.

Extremely resilience!

Then it rushed to the tower again, without fear.

In the eyes of Long Gong, the cold light flashed, and once again he rushed to defeat.

The left night ash was hit and fell to the ground again. But very quickly, it stood up again, and although it hurts, it is still full of gas.

Zhongzhou Yuxian’s heart was shocked.

"Is this the power of the legendary ancient wild beast? It is so amazing!"

"A little trouble." Ziwei fairy looks calm. The strength of the left night ash is beyond her imagination. Although the prison tower has a fate, this means cannot be frequently motivated.

After all, the nine turns to the fairy, but still hurt. To be continued.

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