Chapter 747 This Hate Is Endless

A sigh, the endless vicissitudes of life.

Across the mountain gate, the hearts of all the dreamers couldn't help but feel sad, as if they were infected by the feelings in their words.

There were also many unsettled dreamers bursting into tears, crying like a group of giant babies in their twenties and thirties.

"This this......"

Including Feng Mingtao, the brows of all the people who went deep into the dream are wildly jumping, and it has been able to infect thousands of people if it is not deliberate, what kind of realm is this?

huh~

The breeze whirled past the mountain gate.

All the people who went deep into the dream finally saw the appearance of the person who came.

It was a handsome young monk, with red lips and white teeth, and a little cinnabar on his eyebrows. He didn't look like a weak crown, but his eyes were full of wisdom and wisdom, and the vicissitudes of life were ancient.

The moment they saw the little monk, everyone present was in a trance, only to feel that the little monk who stepped up was surrounded by eight treasures condensed by Buddha light.

There are also many Buddhist sounds and Chan singing accompanying each other.

Feng Mingtao and others were extremely dignified, only to feel that the little monk was accompanied by the heaven and the earth, and it was mixed with the qi of all things.

The breath is almost boundless!

Where is this master from?

Fellow Daoist King?

He was talking about Yuan Tingguang, a Taoist priest of contemporary kingship?

still is......

Feng Mingtao shouted badly in his heart, and faintly felt that he was afraid that he would be planted again.

"what!"

But beside him, a thin young man suddenly shouted and shook like an electric shock, his voice trembled violently:

"Turn Wheel Method?! He, he is the successor of Wheel Wheel King?!"

Turn the wheel!

All of them were shocked.

Three years in reality, thirty years in the dream of kingship, millions of dreamers spread all over the Jiufu world, and there is a forum for dreamers in the real world as a communication point. Almost all the legends in the Jiufu world have been excavated.

Three thousand three hundred years of royal power, this is the mythical epic of the king's power, the way of slaughtering the heaven and the earth.

Generations of Wangquan Daoists, Wangquan's seven sons wrote their own myths, and pushed the Wangquan Dao to a point where it would be immortal and the world would be untouchable.

But in the past three thousand three hundred years, Wang Quan Dao is not really invincible, and has experienced countless challenges.

There have been the seven sons of Wang Quan who were killed, the Taoist Wang Quan who failed to break the barrier, and even the inheritance sword scripture was stolen.

But in the real sense, there is only one person who has put Wangquan Dao in a place of near destruction.

That is the wheel king!

This unparalleled master of the same generation as the patriarch of Wang Quan has cultivated the 'Ferris Wheel Method' to a height that has never been seen before.

Legend has it that it is almost immortal!

Even after eight defeats, he was reborn again and again, and finally cultivated the earth-shattering martial arts based on the background of the ninth generation, which gave Wang Quan an unprecedented crisis.

Almost everyone recognized that it was the biggest crisis that Wangquan Dao had encountered since the establishment of the Sect.

It's a pity that after he met the patriarch Wang Quan, the most amazing and talented patriarch of Wang Quan Dao, Li Taibai.

"Royal power..."

Before the nearly half-shattered mountain gate, the wheel-turning king stood quietly, his heart was surging, and the experience of the ninth generation continued to emerge in his heart.

In the ups and downs of the ninth generation, he was able to break through the biggest flaw of the "Ferris Wheel Method". Every time he awakened from the reincarnated soul boy, he not only did not lose his potential, but even surpassed it before.

It is a pity that the way of kingship has occupied the heaven and earth, and there are outstanding people from generation to generation, and every success is close to success.

He has the most chance to overpower the king's power, the second and the ninth.

In the second life, the Daoist Wangquan left, and the world was full of flames. The new generation of Daoist Wangquan had not yet grown up, and the Daoist Wangquan was not as unshakable as the later generations.

But he underestimated the disciples of Daoist Wang Quan.

He died in the hands of Zhang Ting, a direct disciple of Daoist Wangquan, the second generation Daoist Wangquan.

And the ninth generation, he combined the power of the ninth generation, and reached the top, he was invincible in the world, but he met Li Taibai...

"Is the way of kingship really destroyed..."

The wheel-runner king let out a sigh of turbidity, his eyes full of vicissitudes moving faintly:

"The poor monk doesn't believe it!"

He sighed to himself, but the group of dreamers couldn't bear it anymore, and the indescribable palpitation kept shaking in their hearts.

There are already many dreamers crying to death on the dojo.

"Master! We have no grievances or enmity, please raise your hands!"

A dreamer could not bear the urge to shed tears, and his words were full of weeping, as if he were crying: "Master, forgive me!"

"Are you innocent?"

The wheel-turning king seemed to realize the existence of this group of people, his deep eyes fell, and his tone was inexplicably gentle: "How can there be no hatred?

Poor monk and you,

Hatred is as deep as the sea! "

The warm voice instantly turned violent!

It's as if the Buddha country has turned into hell!

In an instant, the top of Wangquan Mountain was surging, dark clouds rolled over the sky, and lightning and thunder followed.

Click!

Moru is like the top of the mountain at night, with lightning flashing across it.

In the half-light and half-darkness, the King of Wheels was hunting in his monk robe, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"If the Buddha is better than you, I will become a devil!"

Boom!

The resentment of the ninth generation is all in these words!

The sound waves are not necessarily high, but the celestial phenomena are transformed.

Kacha~

The endless terrifying aura pressed down, and the wind whistled in the mountain gate of Wangquan Road, and the air waves were like waves, and everything was submerged.

In an instant, crying, screaming, the fleeing dreamer has been torn into minced meat by the gang wind, not even a drop of blood is left behind.

"Fuck! I only have one life left!"

A deep-rooted dreamer's face trembled wildly.

The blade-like wind ripped apart his horizontal body, leaving scars on his body that could be seen deep in the bones.

He was unwilling to roar, and as soon as he stepped on it, the ox seemed to have smashed through the heavy winds, and was about to rush out of the mountain gate.

But in the next instant, his body froze.

In the shocking eyes of each person who penetrated into the dreamer, it melted directly like butter under the fire.

"I can't escape! Fight with him!"

"Heaven-to-human-level master?! How can a heaven-to-human-level master suddenly appear!"

"Killed to kill, he wants to kill! I'm so unlucky, I only have one life!"

One by one, the dreamer's heart was horrified, and he slammed left and right in the terrifying gang wind whistling. Unfortunately, this endless gang wind contained a very terrifying divine will.

No matter how they attacked, they were all beaten back, and then, they were torn apart by the gang wind, and they died like a thousand knives!

"who are you?!"

Feng Mingtao screamed in the sky, and the golden light all over his body also turned into a golden bell, barely supporting in this terrifying astral wind.

His heart was extremely terrified, and at the same time a violent rage came out.

Wang Quandao has been studying art for thirty years. He and Chu Fan have both been promoted to Yin and Yang Wuji. Although they can't compare with Truman, Juechen Daoist, Xue Zheng, Garuda and others, they are also on the list.

At this moment, there was a long roar, and the golden light all over his body instantly burned, and the sound of dragons and tigers burst out from his body!

"Tiger roaring golden bell hood, Longyin iron cloth shirt... Unfortunately, you didn't even get home!"

Amidst the cloudy clouds, the wheel-turning king's eyes flickered, and a flash of memory appeared. He remembered that there was a generation of kings and Taoists who practiced this martial art to an unprecedented level.

He had feelings in his heart, but only some feelings.

Boom!

While he was talking to himself, Feng Mingtao had completely erupted, and the tyrannical blood was rising into the sky like a wolf, and the fists opened and closed, tearing apart the gangrenous wind that was stronger than the sharp edge of swords and spears.

But in the next instant, his body froze.

I saw that above the sky, above the clouds higher than the dark clouds, there seemed to be a dark golden Buddha standing tall and majestic as a mountain.

The big Buddha was dressed in a dark red cassock, and the face of the Buddha was half compassionate, half wrathful, like a Buddha, and more like a devil!

"he......"

Feng Mingtao's heart trembled, and when he saw the demon Buddha open his mouth, the blood and inner strength in his body could not help but come out of his shell!

There was no time to let out a roar, and it was turned into powder and scattered on the top of the mountain by the wind.

Boom!

In the next instant, the gust of wind exploded, the dark clouds disappeared, and the brilliant golden light flowed down through the clouds again.

Sprinkled on the top of King Power Mountain, which was razed to the ground.

The wheel-turning king stared at the flattened and empty mountain top, without sadness or joy.

His divine will swept across the top of the mountain again and again, not letting go of any subtle place, but in the end, a smear of scarlet flashed in his eyes:

"no......"

Huhu~

The breeze blew, and the monk's robe of the wheel-turning king fluttered, but he couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart.

Ten generations before and after, spanning 3,300 years, in the end, is this the result?

"Is the real person going to the building empty..."

The King of Wheels lowered his eyes, covering the blood red that almost overflowed:

"The revenge of the tenth generation is hard to solve!

No matter the ends of the earth, the yellow springs are blue, the poor monks will definitely find you! "

......

call!

In a bedroom on the 23rd floor in a certain district in Kyoto, Feng Mingtao suddenly woke up, and one rolled over and fell to his knees.

"what!"

His face was pale, and he was retching constantly, as if he was about to spit out all his internal organs.

All dreamers have three chances to die in the dream, and only after three deaths will they be eliminated as dreamers.

But all the pain of death will not have the slightest attenuation.

There have been many dreamers who could not bear this pain and really died in reality.

Feng Mingtao has a strong will, but this time he died so tragically that he almost couldn't bear it.

After a long while, Feng Mingtao recovered, poured himself a belly of water, barely got up, and turned on the computer.

"Ah! I'm mad at me, I'm mad at me! I have one life, only one life! Where is the master of heaven and man who jumped out?"

"I'm so careful, why am I still dying? I'm not convinced!"

"Ah!! I almost died~lightnovelpub.net~ I was killed the first time I fell into a dream? Officials, you must give us an explanation!"

"What happened? Who can tell me how I died (question mark face

......

Not surprisingly, the Dreamer Forum and the Law Enforcer Forum have been completely detonated!

But what surprised Feng Mingtao was that the number of dead dreamers was beyond imagination, and more and more.

It took him only ten minutes to log in to the website, and there were hundreds of thousands of posts about being killed, and they were even increasing.

"he......"

Feng Mingtao was frightened and felt a chill in his heart.

This, this master who suddenly appeared, wants to slaughter the entire Jiufujie? !

(End of this chapter)