Chapter 767 Who is good and who is evil?

Yuanyang God...

Just seeing those four words, Russell felt a trance in his heart for a moment.

At this moment, he couldn't even see the dragon-like python that was dancing in space.

A stalwart figure sitting on the Taoist platform surrounded by stars has filled his mind, occupying all his perception of the outside world.

It seems that no matter how you perceive this existence by any means, you will inevitably forget the others.

"He, who is he..."

Russell's heart trembled, this kind of power has far surpassed the undead in his memory, and even......

He couldn't imagine such an existence in such a place of absolute spirituality, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

After a long while, he came back to his senses.

However, in the dark space, the giant python danced wildly, and the silver-white snake body danced like a horse in the sea of ​​​​stars. Its body was huge and boundless, and it seemed to cut off the galaxy.

The place where it dances, the large meteorites and even the planets have not yet been touched, and they have already been crushed into powder by its terrifying size!

He is not the 'humanoid' he imagined, but the 'snake-like' race...

Russell was stunned.

Could it be that he did not kill himself because he was also a 'snake-like' race?

boom!

boom!

The white snake danced in the starry sky, as if it was hard to hold back the repression of the patient's head, and frantically vented.

Russell's heart was dignified, and he vaguely understood why he had to expend so much physical strength to vent out indiscriminately and meaninglessly.

Because he felt the indescribable weight and oppression in the heart of this giant snake.

He could naturally guess why.

But he didn't understand why he clearly had great fear, even fear, but he still wanted to see the 'Yuanyang God'.

huh~

After dancing wildly for a long time, until the star field was disturbed, Qi Cun Fang turned into a human form again.

He took a step and landed on Russell's body. His face changed wildly, and he couldn't stop moaning.

"He, who is it?"

Russell couldn't help but ask, and he didn't even notice that his attitude had changed from before.

"He..."

Sitting cross-legged, people are lying like dragons and snakes, and the tone is a little unpredictable: "No one knows..."

"No one knows..."

Qi Cun shook his head, sighed, and said in a deep and inexplicable tone: "Perhaps, when I see him, everything will be clear."

Russell couldn't understand what Qi Cun was thinking, and wanted to ask again, but Qi Cun didn't answer.

"small thing!"

Qi Cun slowly closed his eyes, the breath all over his body immediately fell to the bottom of the valley, and it was almost invisible in an instant:

"Go to the place where you first broke your head!"

"Ok?!"

Russell's eyes shuddered, first startled, then ferocious. For the first time, he did not refute, resisting Qi Cun, but lowered his head:

"good!"

......

Huhu~

The slightly damp wind kept blowing on the pier of Freeport.

Truman stood on the torch of the later repaired Statue of Liberty, standing by the wind, with dignity and a touch of throbbing:

"What's in the starry sky?"

The sudden warning sign broke many of Truman's plans. His xinxing practice was ready, and naturally he would not doubt his induction.

Even, thanks to the solitary and pure heart of the War Demon Heart Sutra, his perception is much deeper than that of the ordinary Great Master Seeing God.

With his current martial arts and status, even if the heaven and the earth are repeated, and the comet hits the mysterious star, he can still survive in the underground shelter built by the Golden Eagle Country.

But even so, he still had such a strong sense of crisis in his heart, which had to make him feel alert.

"Great Lord, what do you feel?"

A black man as tall as a bear stood on the river. After looking around for a long time, he couldn't see anything that would make Truman look like a great enemy, so he couldn't help asking.

"I feel the world being destroyed..."

Truman suppressed the throbbing in his heart, sighed softly, and drew a strange symbol on his chest: "Kratos, this will be a disaster for all mankind..."

"host?"

The tall black Kratos was startled at first, then reacted immediately and put his arm on his chest: "The Lord will surely be the Savior who saves the whole world!"

"No."

Kratos' compliment was rejected by Truman, and he shook his head slightly: "Savior, in the East..."

"What do you mean?" Kratos, who heard the world's destruction and did not change his expression, was shocked, and there was a look of shock on his cold face:

"Is that Daxuan's 'God'?"

"Maybe he, maybe not."

Truman jumped onto the river surface and walked on the water calmly, a few flickering disappeared without a trace:

"Kratos, the plan has changed, I'm going to the East to meet the 'God'..."

......

Changes in the world do not happen overnight.

The Pillar of Clear Light of Tianlian Mountain runs through the sky, like the Pillar of Optimus, it never disappears for a moment day and night. Naturally, it also attracts the attention of all the great powers in the world, including Daxuan.

Naturally, such a huge movement could not be really covered up. It spread from the high-level officials of various countries, and in the end, it detonated the world again.

"Oh my god! Is this the spiritual energy? I condense the true energy, and the opportunity for the energy channel is here!"

"Incredible matter, is this dark matter twisted? Is this the 'God particle'?"

"It's the East again! It is said that the satellite of the Golden Eagle Kingdom has photographed the statue of Wangquan Daoren, the first ancestor of Wangquan Dao in Dreamland!"

......

The changes in the world and the emergence of inspiration can be felt by hundreds of millions of dreamers around the world!

The reality has been more than ten years, and the dream has been a hundred years.

Even the last batch of dreamers who entered the dreamland have practiced for more than a year, have paved the way by predecessors, and have 'chips' to assist.

Even a dreamer with poor aptitude has already reached the point where he can condense Qi channels, but because there is no spiritual energy in the real world, the vast majority of people, except for a few people, cannot accumulate true Qi to condense Qi channels.

At first, the inspiration between heaven and earth was very weak.

But it is precisely because of this weakness that the vast majority of dreamers go smoothly on the road of condensing their Qi channels.

Of course, there is also the reason why they have already experienced it in the dream.

However, the rise of the dreamers brought a huge challenge to the old order!

If it weren't for the fact that the government of various countries had already tried to develop various new weapons based on 'spiritual particles' in the dream, I am afraid that the government of various countries would be violently subverted!

Once Tongzhengyang, he was able to kill himself from the hinterland of the Golden Eagle Country, even across the ocean, across the East, all the way to Guan Daxuan, attracting the entire Special Affairs Bureau like a formidable enemy!

Not to mention that among the hundreds of millions of dreamers at this time, there are many who are stronger than Tong Zhengyang back then.

Therefore, this drastic change is a subversive change for dreamers, but a disaster for ordinary people!

In just one and a half months, there have been thousands of incidents of dreamers outside Daxuan rioting against the government!

It completely attracted the attention of all officials, including Daxuan.

"call!"

Qinglong kneaded his brows, feeling a little tired with his energy at this time, mentally exhausted.

In the ten years of the big dream, the number of dreamers in the world has reached 10 million, and Daxuan, as the country where the dreamers first appeared, also has the most dreamers, infinitely close to 50%!

Even though a large number of them have been 'poached' by various foreign powers and forces at high prices over the years, there are still as many as three million Daxuan's dreamers.

Suppressing so many 'supermen', Rao Shi Qinglong was also ranked in the sky in the dream, but he also found it difficult.

This is not a matter of fighting and killing, but the collision of old and new order!

A dreamer who is invulnerable to guns, demolishes buildings with his bare hands, and walks through the sound barrier, if he does not use the same dreamer, he will have to use the army to suppress it!

"The data after the sky change event has been analyzed."

In the empty office, the voice of the artificial intelligence "Yinglong" suddenly sounded. After the algorithm was improved and optimized, Yinglong's voice was not even so cold:

"The unknown energy particles named 'Aura Particles' are the most active of all known particles, far more than a hundred times more active than the second! Not only active, but also strengthening people's meridians, the strength, toughness, and vitality of objects. …”

"Poseidon named this particle the 'God particle' for this reason."

Yinglong, whose tone was getting closer and closer to ordinary people, told Qinglong in a soothing tone as possible:

"This kind of particle has a wide range of properties. It can be compressed in the air vein to achieve the utilization rate close to fusion. When it is shot out of the body, it can also exert the unstable damage of fission... Threat strength, full!"

"Is there a way to stop the spread of 'Aura particles', or limit them to a certain area, such as a desert no-man's land?"

Qinglong calmed down and looked for a way.

In fact, the think tank of the Special Affairs Bureau has held a meeting for two months, and almost everyone in the Mediterranean has no idea.

"The gentlemen of the think tank have analyzed and proposed a plan. In theory, there is enough time to do it, but Mr. Qinglong, we can't do it."

Yinglong's language is much milder, but he still analyzes it calmly:

"The difficulty is only one point, but it cannot be overcome."

"......I understand."

Qinglong's brows twitched, and Yinglong no longer needed to say it.

What the Special Affairs Bureau could not overcome, except for the old opponent who had the world's largest 'Dreamers Alliance' across the ocean, there was only one person.

Compared with the latter man, he would rather cross the ocean to fight Truman for life and death.

"Do human beings need God?"

The three-year battle of the big dream appeared in his mind, and the riots on a global scale in the past month or so appeared, and Qinglong stood stunned for a long time.

"Yinglong..."

He quietly arranged the tasks for the next few days before disappearing into the office in one step.

......

Garuda, a thin-faced old man, stood on the bank of the Ganges River. The smoke of gunpowder was in front of him.

All the people who came, whether they were ordinary people or dreamers, were all killed on the spot by him.

Bloody and cold.

After closing the computer, Chu Fan couldn't help but sighed:

"It's hard for people to rise and fall..."

In just over a month, the situation of Xuanxing changed suddenly, and the friction between natural people and dreamers became more and more serious.

From the earliest spat ~lightnovelpub.net~ to the **** conflict.

There are as many as 100 million people participating in the global scale, which is a frightening number.

Similar to the video of warlords attacking dreamers, the 'dreamers forum' and the 'law enforcement warrior forum' have been filled, and even spread on major online forums.

In the eyes of Daxuan people who have been in Chengping for many years, this is an extremely unbelievable thing, but this has become a fact.

"What is Mr. An going to do?"

At this moment, even Chu Fan, who has a great fondness for Mr. An, is a little surprised.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and made a decision.

He got up and left the magic capital, but before leaving, he went to the magic capital martial arts hall.

Good night everyone.

(End of this chapter)