? Whoosh!

The sea is turbulent, the waves are uncertain, and the waves can't stop rolling.

The experts from the Special Affairs Bureau who were swept everywhere were a little stunned, even if it was a white tiger, a master like Su Jie couldn't calm down.

Compared to this shocking sword, they were even more shocked by the identity of this purple-robed youth.

King Power Sword? !

No one would think that he was lying, not to mention his appearance that was 70% similar to Mr. An, and Xuanxing didn't have a second family just for this extremely familiar Jianguang.

But how is this possible?

A sword that not only has a human shape, but can also speak human words?

Are you refined?

Rao has experienced a lot of incredible things during this time, and everyone is still a little stunned.

"Roar~"

A dull growl came from below the sea, painful and unwilling.

"Isn't this dead?"

Wang Quanjian glared.

Although he couldn't exert much power due to the material limitation, but that demigod was dying, how could he still block his sword energy?

He wanted to slash another sword, but suddenly his body shook, as if he felt something, he put down his palm:

"It's useless if you don't die."

After all, he fell from the sky, and the purple light broke through the wind and waves and landed on the deck of a cruise ship in just a flash.

"you you....."

A few experts from the special affairs bureau took a step back with expressions of fear on their faces.

Wang Quanjian glanced at everyone on the boat, raised his eyebrows, and seemed a little envious: "It's all human."

"The sword of kingship?"

Xu Hongyun got up from the deck and stared at Wang Quanjian with hot eyes: "Are you the Wang Quanjian of Mr. An?"

The other experts in the Special Affairs Bureau were very afraid, and could even be said to be frightened, but Xu Hongyun was different. He stared at Wang Quanjian, and the heat in his eyes was about to flow out.

A sword that turns into a human shape, this is even more bizarre than the illusory flying sword in the legend.

"Ok."

Wang Quanjian snorted and agreed.

After returning from the dream, An Qisheng naturally began to try the new Daoyi supernatural power 'good luck', but the Daoyi supernatural power was extremely complicated.

Even An Qisheng would not be able to enter in a short period of time, and the only thing that could be enlightened was the sword of kingship that had already been born with no weak spirituality and would not resist in the slightest.

huh~

Daoist Juechen jumped onto the deck, his tall body trembled a little, although that mysterious man didn't seem to know the art of hand-to-hand combat at all.

But the absolute power gap still caused him a lot of damage.

"Old Xue!"

Xu Hongyun exclaimed, and Daoist Juechen was holding Xue Zheng.

"He wasn't injured, but he couldn't wake up."

Daoist Juechen glanced at Wang Quanjian with a complicated expression, and his heart trembled.

That sword fell from the sky, it can be said to be powerful, but the sword cut off the island and the sea, but Xue Zheng, who was under the sword's edge, was not damaged in the slightest.

How incredible is this control ability?

"The old man will be fine."

Wang Quanjian's brows moved, but his attitude towards Xue Zheng was quite different.

A slender finger dropped and touched on Xue Zheng's eyebrows:

"The old man was alert and entered the dream. When I cut off the traces of the monster, the old man will be able to return naturally."

Daoist Juechen frowned.

This Wang Quanjian took a casual step and dropped his fingers calmly. His posture and breath were very similar to An Qisheng, and this was not a deliberate imitation.

This is really getting the same root.

huh~

Not long after the finger fell, Wang Quanjian retracted his palm, sensed it slightly, and said, "The old man's body has a deficit, that monster really deserves to die!"

He suddenly burst into anger, and a sharp and cold air seemed to blow through the sea like a cold current, and everyone on the deck froze.

Fortunately, anger can be stopped as soon as it is fired, otherwise, everyone present suspects that they will be paralyzed to the ground.

"It's work."

Daoist Juechen nodded, and handed Xue Zheng over to a few experts from the special affairs bureau who came together to take him to the cabin to rest.

Only then did he look at Wang Quanjian again, and sighed slightly:

"An Xiaoyou still has a heart..."

At this moment, Daoist Juechen felt a sense of secrecy in his heart, and he truly felt the change.

The once ignorant young friend has reached a level beyond his reach.

Thousands of miles across the ocean, have you anticipated what will happen?

He rarely had setbacks in his life, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a hint of setbacks, and then he realized that he had been shaken.

"This monster isn't dead yet."

Xu Hongyun checked Xue Zheng's pulse, and walked out of the cabin with a sigh of relief, looking at the island he could see amid the rolling waves, gnashing his teeth:

"You have to destroy the island before you can kill him!"

Daoist Juechen didn't reply, he glanced at Wang Quanjian, but the latter shook his head: "Master let him live, let him live."

"This..."

At this time, Mr. Di also got on the boat and stepped forward with a smile, wanting to say something.

Wang Quanjian ignored him, and only nodded to Daoist Juechen, who once again turned into a light and disappeared above the sea.

He has not yet been able to bear his own carrier, unable to exist in the heaven and earth for a long time.

It was for Xue Zheng's sake that he stayed for a while. He naturally didn't want to stay.

Mr. Di's hand froze in the air, but he was not embarrassed. He coughed lightly and took the opportunity to hold Daoist Juechen's palm: "Thank you Daoist for your rescue, otherwise we will suffer heavy losses again this time."

"Captain Di is welcome."

Daoist Juechen was embarrassed to slap his palm away, and his attitude was not very good: "It's just that when you go back this time, Pindao recommends that you think about it carefully. Let's talk about the reason for the near-annihilation this time!"

After all, Daoist Juechen ignored him, tossed his sleeves, and walked to the cabin.

He was injured a lot in this battle. Seeing that although God's physique is strong, he can't stand it. There is no time to argue with these politicians.

"Cough cough~"

Mr. Di's old face was a little bit unbearable, he coughed a few times before looking at Baihu: "Captain Baihu, this is..."

"This matter, Mr. Di can handle it himself."

With a cold expression on his face, Bai Hu turned over and fell into the sea in a single step, responding to a few special forces members who supported Chu Fan.

"......"

This time, Mr. Di's face was really unbearable, his chest heaved several times, he hesitated for a moment and did not call for Su Jie, who had just turned on the boat, but called Ying Long: "Ying Long, withdraw other actions... "

"Yes."

With the authority, Yinglong would naturally not refuse his request, silently taking him down as a step.

"The Sword of King Power..."

Su Jie glanced at Mr. Di, who had a strange look, holding the crystal ball he found, but he couldn't help thinking of the purple-robed youth who called himself the 'Sword of King Power'.

Is this a demon?

......

Kacha~

Thunder exploded.

There are few thunderstorms in winter, but since the chaos of World War I three years ago, all kinds of abnormal weather have followed.

Thunder in winter and flying snow in June have appeared in various cities more than once, and many people have long since seen it.

"Ah~"

Lin Peng patted the keyboard irritably, then dropped the mouse and lost again.

"It's getting harder and harder to get people together. The bastard, the mouse, can't see anyone at all now."

Lin Peng felt a little irritable. He originally had a group of regular friends who were hacking, but when one of them became a 'dreamer', it changed.

The dream game that was born out of nowhere has become the most popular game in the world.

Even if the number of dreamers is negligible compared to the number of gamers, it does not affect gamers' praise and pursuit of this game in the slightest.

A game that is 100% real, doesn't take up work time, and can even bring back supernatural powers, for the players who have been playing the game for a long time, the temptation is simply beyond what ordinary people can think of.

This can be seen from the "Dreamer Training Classes" that have sprung up all over the country.

"Fuck! Stop playing, stop playing!"

The few people who started hacking together were very disappointing. They were not familiar people, so cooperation was a problem, and they didn't have fun for a while.

"Pengzi, are you still playing?"

In the game, a friend asked a question.

"Forget it, it's boring to play, I don't play anymore. That's it for today."

Lin Peng closed the game and wandered aimlessly online.

[Guess! Another identity of the **** of the world, he turned out to be...]

[Unexpectedly, the **** of the world is actually..., he hides too deeply...]

[Worship the **** of the world, fail the exam...]

[Confession sticker! Not much to say, monkey, know everything! 】

[Data analysis of Truman, number one on the list...]

......

When you open various forums, you can see posts like this. You can open them at will. They are all headlines, random pieces, and baseless things.

"Is this consecrated as a god?"

Lin Peng shook his head.

Mr. An, who killed the giant snake of destruction three years ago, is now without a doubt the number one 'Internet celebrity' in the world, and his popularity has remained high for three years.

Not only Daxuan~lightnovelpub.net~ but all over the world.

This is also normal. Masters who rely only on cheating have a large number of believers these days, not to mention those who have really manifested themselves in the world.

This is the one who is still alive, otherwise, he would have been dragged in by various sects to confer a god.

In fact, now this person is also working part-time online, including but not limited to the 'God of Wealth', 'Yue Lao', 'Send Son' and other gods.

This is a 'Dreamers Forum', in which there are many dreamers sharing various things.

Or record your own dream trip, or share interesting customs, and even some snack practices that are not available in the real world.

More is the interpretation of the dream, how to start the road to join the king's power, start high martial arts and so on.

Of course, there are also various organizations, big or small, who are not sure if they are true or false.

Unfortunately, he is not a dreamer.

"With so much sharing, tell me how to play this game?"

Looking at the advertisement that popped up, Lin Peng was speechless: "This forum is too bad, why are there advertisements popping up?  …

rub, poisoned? How can the × not drop? ! "

etc.....

Looking at the plug in his hand and the screen that was still on, Lin Peng's scalp felt a little numb.

Is this even possible? !

what's the situation......