A sigh, telling the endless vicissitudes of life.
Across the mountain gate, all the dreamers could not help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts, as if they were infected by the emotion in his words.
There were also many unsettled dreamers with tears streaming down their faces, wailing like a group of giant babies in their twenties and thirties.
"This this......"
Including Feng Mingtao, the brows of all the senior dreamers were beating wildly. It was possible to infect thousands of people without doing it deliberately. What kind of state is this?
Phew~
The breeze swirled through the mountain gate.
A group of experienced dreamers finally saw the appearance of the visitor.
He was a handsome little monk, with red lips, white teeth, and a cinnabar eyebrow. He looked like a weak crown, but his eyes were full of insightful wisdom and ancient vicissitudes.
The moment they saw the little monk, everyone present was in a trance. They felt that the little monk stepping up was surrounded by eight treasures condensed by the light of the Buddha.
There are also Buddhist chants and chants that appear or disappear.
Feng Mingtao and others were so solemn that they felt that the little monk was accompanied by heaven and earth when he stepped, and he was mixed with the energy of all things.
The breath is so vast that it’s almost boundless!
Where did this master come from?
Fellow Taoist King Quan?
Is he talking about the contemporary royal Taoist Yuan Tingguang?
still......
Feng Mingtao screamed in his heart that it was not good, and he felt vaguely that he was afraid of falling into trouble again.
"ah!"
Beside him, a skinny young man suddenly shouted, shaking as if he was electrocuted, and his voice was trembling violently:
"Chakravartin?! He, he is the descendant of Chakravartin King?!"
Wheel-turning method!
Everyone was shocked.
Three years in reality and thirty years in King Power's dream, millions of dreamers have spread all over the Jiufu Realm, and with the dreamer forum in the real world as a communication point, almost all the legends in the Jiufu Realm have been unearthed.
The royal power lasted for three thousand and three hundred years. This is a mythical epic of the king's power and his rule over the heaven and earth.
Generations of King Quan Taoists and the Seven Sons of King Quan have written their own myths, and they have also pushed King Quan Tao to a point where it will be difficult for heaven and earth to move unless it is destroyed.
However, during these three thousand and three hundred years, King Quan Dao was not truly invincible and had experienced numerous challenges.
There were seven royal sons who were killed, there were royal Taoists who failed to break through the barrier, and the inherited sword book was even stolen.
But in a true sense, there is only one person who has brought King Quan Dao to the point of near destruction.
That's the Wheel King!
This peerless master of the same generation as Patriarch Wang Quan has cultivated the 'Ferris Wheel Technique' to a level never seen before or since.
According to legend, he is almost immortal!
Even though he suffered eight defeats, he was reborn again and again, and finally developed earth-shattering martial arts with the strength of nine generations, which gave King Quan Dao an unprecedented crisis.
Almost everyone recognized that it was the biggest crisis that the King Quan Dao had encountered since its founding.
It's a pity that he met the most amazing and talented founder of Wang Quan Dao, Li Taibai.
"King Quan Dao..."
In front of the mountain gate that was nearly half broken, the Chakravartin King stood quietly, his heart surging, and the experiences of his nine lifetimes constantly resurfaced in his mind.
Through the ups and downs of nine lives, he has broken through the biggest flaw of the Ferris Wheel Technique. Every time he awakens as a reincarnated soul boy, he not only does not lose his potential, but is even better than before.
It is a pity that the way of kingship dominates the fate of heaven and earth, and there are heroes from generation to generation, but their successes often fail.
The ones he has the best chance of overpowering the path of kingship are the second and ninth lives.
In the second life, King Quan Taoist left, and war broke out in the world. The new generation of King Quan Taoist had not yet grown up, and King Quan Tao was not as unshakable as the later generations.
But in the end, he underestimated Taoist Wang Quan's disciples.
He died in the hands of Zhang Ting, a direct disciple of Taoist Wang Quan and the second generation of Taoist Wang Quan.
In the ninth life, he combined the power of the nine lives and reached the top, becoming invincible in the world, but he met Li Taibai...
"Is King Quan Dao really destroyed..."
The King of Chakravartin exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life moved faintly:
"The poor monk doesn't believe it!"
He sighed to himself, but the crowd of dreamers could no longer bear it, and indescribable panic could not help but tremble in their hearts.
Many dreamers have cried to death in the dojo.
"Master! We have no grievances, so please show your respect!"
A dreamer couldn't bear the urge to cry, and his words were full of tears, as if he was mourning: "Master, please forgive me!"
"Is there no grievance or enmity?"
The Chakravartin King seemed to have just discovered 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,
The hatred is as deep as the sea! "
Wen Tun's voice suddenly turned violent!
It’s like the Buddhist kingdom has turned into hell!
Suddenly, winds and clouds surged on the top of King Quan Mountain, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and lightning and thunder followed.
Click!
On the mountain top at night, there is lightning flashing across.
In the half-light and half-darkness, Chakravartin King's monk robes were hunting, and his face looked uncertain, like the angry king of light, the demon king who destroys the world:
"If Buddha cannot defeat you, I will become a demon!"
Boom!
The resentment and hatred of nine generations are all contained in this sentence!
The sound waves may not be very high, but the celestial phenomena change, and thunder comes out of the mountains, which is shocking!
Click~
Endless terrifying aura pressed down, the strong wind roared in the mountain gate of Wangquan Road, the air waves were like tides, and everything was submerged.
In just a moment, the dreamer who was crying, yelling, and running had been torn into minced meat by the strong wind, without leaving even a drop of blood.
"Fuck! I only have one life left!"
A senior dreamer's face trembled wildly.
The sharp wind like a knife tore through his Henglian body, leaving deep scars on his body that could be seen in the bones.
Unwilling to roar, he stamped his foot, and the bull seemed to have broken through the strong wind and was about to rush out of the mountain gate.
But the next moment, his body froze.
In the shocked eyes of the experienced dreamers, it melted directly like butter under the fire.
"I can't escape! Fight him!"
"A heaven-level master?! How come a heaven-level master suddenly appears!"
"Kill them all, he wants to kill them all! I'm so unlucky, I only have one life left!"
The experienced dreamers were horrified, rushing left and right in the terrifying howling wind. Unfortunately, this endless wind contained an extremely terrifying divine will.
No matter how they attacked, they were all beaten back. Then, their bodies were torn apart by the strong wind, and they died like a thousand cuts!
"who are you?!"
The wind roared into the sky, and the golden light around the body seemed to turn into a golden bell, barely holding on in the terrifying wind.
His heart was extremely horrified, and at the same time he was furious.
After studying Wang Quan Dao for thirty years, he and Chu Fan were both promoted to Yin Yang Wuji. Although they could not compare with Truman, Jue Chen Taoist, Xue Zheng, Garuda and others, they were still on the earth rankings.
At this moment, there was a long roar, and the golden light all around him burned instantly, and bursts of dragon roars and tiger roars burst out from his body!
"The tiger's roaring golden bell, the dragon's roaring iron shirt... It's a pity that you didn't reach home!"
Amid the gloomy clouds, King Chakravartin's eyes flickered, flashing back memories. He remembered that there was once a generation of Taoist kings who had practiced this martial art to an unprecedented level.
He felt something in his heart, but it was just some emotion.
Boom!
While he was talking to himself, Feng Mingtao had completely erupted, and the tyrannical blood energy soared into the sky like wolf smoke. When his fists opened and closed, they tore through the strong wind that was stronger than the sharpness of swords and spears.
But the next moment, his body froze.
I saw that in the sky, above the clouds higher than the dark clouds, there seemed to be a dark golden Buddha that towered from the sky and was as majestic as a mountain.
The big Buddha is wearing a dark red cassock. The Buddha's face is half full of compassion and half full of anger. It looks like a Buddha and even more like a demon!
"he......"
Feng Mingtao's heart was in a state of shock when he saw the demon Buddha open his mouth, and all the energy, blood and internal strength around him came out of his shell involuntarily!
Before he could even roar, he turned into powder and was blown away by the strong wind on the top of the mountain.
Boom!
The next moment, the strong wind exploded, the dark clouds disappeared, and the bright golden light flowed down through the clouds again.
It was sprinkled on the flattened King Power Mountain.
The Wheel-turning King stared at the flattened empty mountain top, feeling neither sadness nor joy.
His mind swept over the mountain top over and over again, not missing any detail, but in the end, a flash of scarlet flashed in his eyes:
"No......"
Huhu~
The breeze blew by, causing Chakravartin's monk robes to flutter, but it could not conceal the disappointment in his heart.
Ten lives before and after, spanning 3,300 years, but in the end, this is the result?
"Is the building really empty?"
Chakravartin lowered his eyes to cover up the trace of blood that almost overflowed:
"The enmity of ten lifetimes is hard to resolve even if you die!
No matter where the earth ends or where the blue waters fall, the poor monk will definitely find you! "
...
call!
In a bedroom on the 23rd floor of a community in Kyoto, Feng Mingtao suddenly woke up, turned over and fell to his knees.
"ah!"
His face was pale, and he kept retching, as if he wanted to vomit out all his internal organs, and his body kept spasming, which was extremely frightening.
All dreamers have three chances to die in the dream. Only after dying three times will they be eliminated from the dreamer's identity.
But all the pain of death will not diminish at all.
There have been many dreamers who could not bear the pain and really died in reality.
Feng Mingtao had a strong will, but this death was so tragic that he could hardly bear it.
After a long while, Feng Mingtao regained his composure, drank a lot of water, then reluctantly got up and turned on the computer.
"Ah! I'm so angry, so angry! I only have one life, only one life! Where did this heavenly master jump out?"
"I'm so careful, why do I still die? I don't accept it!"
"Ah!! I almost died. I was killed the first time I fell asleep? Officially, you must give us an explanation!"
"What happened? Can anyone tell me how I died (question mark face)"
...
As expected, the Dreamer Forum and the Law Enforcer Forum have been completely detonated!
But what surprised Feng Mingtao was that more and more dreamers died than expected.
It had only been more than ten minutes since he logged into the website, but there were already hundreds of thousands of posts, and they were even increasing.
"he......"
Feng Mingtao was shocked and angry and his heart felt cold.
Is this, this master who suddenly appeared, going to massacre the entire Jiufujie? !
