Dream Master of Realms

The black people who had lost control began to walk along the main street carrying the coffin again.

"My lord, please save my brother." Huang Feibao pleaded.

"Please rescue the Prime Minister, he is too old to withstand such torture!"

The Prime Minister's butler said anxiously.

When he was put in the coffin, Shang Rong still had a voice. During this period of time, there was no movement. I don't know if he was fainted or bored.

They had nothing to do with Brother Hei who was carrying the coffin, but to pray for the dreamer.

after all.

They had just witnessed with their own eyes that Master of Dreams had controlled all the blacks with a sword.

Although his Taoism looks equally weird, at least it is his own.

"Please come out and see." The dream-realizing master held the sword and was in a dilemma. He had already cursed the reckless colleague in his heart.

Didn't do that?

They worked so hard to maintain the situation for eight years. Is it easy?

Eight years!

In order not to attract the attention of the saints above, they carefully planned everything, hiding their abilities as much as possible, taking care of their clients' dreams while also taking into account the saint's plan of canonization.

The Tweet Order is to force the princes to rebel and give the people above an opportunity to intervene...

After eight years, he has made a few swords in total, and wants to use this 100% empty-handedly to use it in the most critical places.

It's fine now.

When the great plan was about to unfold, a stunned blue man appeared from nowhere, and he put Huang Feihu in a coffin under the public, even Shang Rong and Mei Bo.

These are all famous people on the Fengshen list.

Isn't this foolish?

Also, what are you doing in a coffin for some reason?

Are you afraid that others will not know your skills?

What's the point of their patience for so many years, letting him go on doing so?

If he can, he really wants to kill that idiot with a sword...

…

"Brother, who do you think he might be?" Young Master Feng looked at the dream master who was somber-faced not far away, and asked through voice transmission.

"Yuko Miyano is from the island country, Salman is Asan, Park An is really a great countryman, Adam Smith is a Westerner, and the islanders and Asan have their own characteristics in spoken language. Although his spoken language is fluent, he still speaks. The sentence is a bit blunt, so he can only be one of Zhu Ziyou and Qian Changjun, a member of our country." Li Mu analyzed.

"Then shall we fight for him?" Feng Gongzi asked.

"What are you fighting for?" Li Mu glanced at Young Master Feng and said, "Not to mention whether the relationship that their small group has cultivated over the past seven or eight years is so easy to divide, because his style of behavior is not in line with us. It would be harmful and useless to win him over."

"Kill him?" Feng Gongzi asked.

Li Mujing thought for a moment, and said, "No, you can crack it if you know his skills. Keep him, maybe when you can use it!"

It took a while.

Alchemists came one after another and began to use spells to control the team that carried the coffin.

Some went to pinch the black man’s fate, some set up altars, pinched tactics, chanted spells, and summoned wind and thunder; there were also ground-based practices that wanted to burn the black people to death...

It's all different.

"Brother, it is Jiang Ziya who breathes fire!" Feng Gongzi said.

"En." Li Mu nodded, looking at the old white-haired man with fire in his eyes, nose, and mouth. After thinking for a while, the sound transmission passed, "Jiang Ziya, you are enjoying wealth and wealth in Chaoge, and forgot that your master gave it to you. Is it a mission?"

Jiang Ziya shocked, and the samādhi flame stopped immediately.

He was shocked and looked around, quite at a loss.

"You will be exhausted in the soup. Are you still obsessed with helping you to abuse? I am hereby the order of Tianzun to mention you, and I will not go back quickly!" Li Mu continued.

Jiang Ziya followed the voice and looked in the direction of Li Mu. When his eyes passed between Li Mu and Li Mu, he was taken aback for a while, nodded at them, turned and said to Master Yuanmeng: "Brother Dao, wait a moment, let me Go back to the Academy of Sciences to get the peach wood sword and see if it can break the magical magic of the demon."

"Let's go." Master Yuanmeng said.

The voice fell off.

Jiang Ziya pinched the Jue to recite the spell, touched a handful of soil from the ground, raised it into the air, and already took the soil to escape.

"Brother, Jiang Ziya found us." Young Master Feng was taken aback and asked, "There is no danger, right!"

"I used the sound transmission technique to flick him away." Li Musheng laughed and exhorted, "Xiao Feng, I am not sure in the future. Do not use the sound transmission technique for those who are cultivators. I thought that Jiang Ziya's aptitude was not good enough. Yuanshi Tianzun drove down the Mountain Sealed God, who knew that this guy could find me through the sound transmission technique. No matter how stupid Yuanshi Tianzun’s apprentice is, he can do something different!"

Master Feng raised his head and glanced at Li Mu, smiled slightly, and stopped talking. In her impression, the senior brother had never done things safely, and he had always been daring to fight and rush.

after awhile.

Several people in court clothes heard the news and hurried over. Seeing the scene at the scene, they were surprised at first, then anxious, and started looking for countermeasures in a hurry.

at this time.

The coffin carrying Huang Feihu was already approaching the gate of Chaoge.

The soldiers hurriedly closed the city gate, trying to stop the funeral procession, but the black brother carrying the coffin team seemed to have recognized the route, ignoring the obstacles, smashing the city gate abruptly, and rushing outside.

Lu Ren was in an uproar.

The noise became louder and louder, and there were already ignorant children who followed the funeral procession, twisting and twisting to learn the movements of blacks.

Except for the first dreamer, no second dreamer appeared.

They are quite calm.

…

"Master Du, the most urgent task is to send people to block off the streets, investigate every suspicious person who enters the city today, and find the true body of the demon, before they can rescue King Wucheng."

Calling Li Mu and the others in every possible way failed, the Dreaming Master decisively issued the order, placing the troubled Dreaming Master into the ranks of the enemy, trying to use the simplest method to force them out.

The Master of Dreams seems to have a very high level of identity. Taishi Du Yuanxian obeyed his words and quickly ordered the generals of the town halls to abandon the process of carrying the coffin and investigate every suspicious person from door to door.

This kind of method is okay against ordinary dream-realizing masters, but there is no cultivator, and no beast to help, it is too difficult to catch Li Mu.

They didn't even need to blindfold their eyes, and the two of them leaned on their bodies and fluttered and escaped investigation.

The Conferred God War did not officially begin, and there were only a few cultivators in Chaoge City.

Looking at Huang Feihu's coffin, he lifted it out of the city and embarked on the official road. Before the second dream master came out, Feng Gongzi gradually lost his patience: "Brother, how can these guys be so tolerant?"

"You haven't touched their bottom line!" Li Mu glanced at Du Yuanxian, Bigan and the others.

Master Feng understands.

She didn't learn anything from Li Mu, and she learned ten percent of what she did.

It is easy to establish order, but to break it, it couldn't be easier.

The Li family’s dream-realizing style does not consider the plot, winning in chaos, messing up, spotting mandarin ducks in disorder, punching the master to death indiscriminately...

If the enemy does not make a mistake, they are forced to make a mistake.

If the opponent has a bottom line, they poke a hole in their bottom line and pull everyone into a state of chaos, and they win.

…

Brother Hei and the coffin fell from the sky, and in a blink of an eye they pretended to be a few court ministers away, and started their performances along different streets.

For a time.

There are black brothers carrying coffins everywhere in Chaoge City, rushing across the streets.

The newly maintained order is once again chaotic.

Work for this moment.

Everything that happened in Chaoge City spread to the palace early.

Officials from all over the palace and the Supervisory Office all ran out to see what happened?

The two princes, Wei Zi Qi and Wei Zi Yan, just emerged from the palace. When they saw such a battle, they drew back and ran to find King Zhou.

Good guys!

There are ministers of rank in the court hall, and one of them is full of coffins. Why go out and suffer the crime?

They are not afraid of coffins, they are afraid that no one is in charge in the royal city!

…

The dream master holding a sword looked at more and more coffins on the street, his face was pale, and couldn't help but roar: "Is there enough trouble, what do you want to do when you fall down?"

As he said, the sword in his hand was about to slash down.

Can be the next second.

Brother Hei descended, the world turned around, and he went into the coffin again.

Angrily, he used shapeshifting again and completely disappeared from Li Mu's line of sight, not knowing where he was replaced.

After all, random shifts cannot guarantee that he will put himself in the right place every time...

"Who is plotting against this Tianjun?" Suddenly, there was a silent voice and a heavy clapping sound from the coffin where the dreamer was installed just now.

"Tianjun?" Li Mu was stunned for a moment, "Xiao Feng, let out the guy in the coffin and see who it is?"

Master Feng nodded, and relieved the black man's ability to lift the coffin.

Brother Hei and the coffin disappeared instantly.

A guy wearing a green robe and a jasper crown suddenly fell out of the coffin and fell into the dust. He jumped up and drew out the long sword in his hand suddenly, looked around, and shouted angrily: Tianjun?"

Immediately afterwards, he was stunned when he saw people beating and beating all over the street. What the **** was this? Funeral customs are too strange!

But soon, he recognized where he was, and said in astonishment: "Chao Ge?"

…

Zhao Jiang and Zhao Tianjun on Jin'ao Island.

Li Mu confirmed his identity and couldn't help but feel happy, good fellow, that dream-realizer was also unlucky enough, so he changed a heavenly monarch to see how he would go on?

"Zhao Tianjun, there is a demon in Chaoge City, who accidentally injured Tianjun. Please forgive him. After we surrender the demon, we will go to Jin'ao Island to apologize to Tianjun for Smecta."

At this time.

A sound like a rolling thunder came from the horizon, resounding in everyone's ears, shocking everyone.

Including Zhao Tianjun.

Only the black buddies who are jumping are not affected.

"Voiceover."

Li Mu and Feng Gongzi glanced at each other, and at the same time transmitted the voice to each other, finally forced another one out.

However, the voice-over skill is purely used to pretend to be force, and it is not lethal!

Whoever gets kicked in the head by the donkey, choose such a **** skill, this skill should be equipped with diligence, so it is easy to use!

But apparently, the newly jumped out of Bangzi Country’s Dream Master did not add a more lethal Dihua to the voice-over.

Otherwise, the two of Li Mu should have been thinking about it a long time ago.

Although the Chinese characters learned by Bangziyuanmeng are well-rounded, a Smecta is enough to expose all his information to death.

After holding back for seven or eight years, no one knew his skills, and now they suddenly used them, which proved that the actions of Li Mu and Li Mu had made him lose his mind.

…

"Who is it?"

Li Mu knew the details of Master Yuanming, but Zhao Tianjun didn't know. The sudden sound from the horizon shocked him. He looked around and asked respectfully.

The voice came from the horizon, even his master did not have such magical power.

In the eyes of unsuspecting outsiders, the voice-over is enough to bluff people.

"I am An Tianzun, fighting with Zhu Rong, the incident that broke Zhoushan is my smecta." Pu Anzhen's voice-over continued.

Didn't Zhoushan work together?

When did this An Tianzun do it?

Li Mu's mind was confused for a moment, but soon, a skill broke into his mind: specify any event and force it to back.

"Brother, isn't the co-worker who broke Zhoushan? How did An Tianzun do it?"

Young Master Feng asked suspiciously.

Li Mu didn't pay attention to Master Feng, and quickly recorded Park Anzhen's information on Qi Mo Yuzhu.

Taking advantage of his doubts about the incident of the collision with Zhoushan, first record the real situation.

He emphasized it several times.

In this world, the pot he carried has come true.

The voice-over + back pot is enough to confuse the audience and interfere with everyone's judgment.

The skill combination chosen by the stick dream teacher is not bad, enough to bluff people.

When Young Master Feng saw the information recorded by Li Mu, he was stunned for a moment. He copied the skills of Pu Anzhen and said as he recorded: "This stick is not big-minded, so why don't you say that he is the cause of heaven." What do you do!"

"Opening the heavens is a merit and a good thing!" Li Mu lightly snorted, "He wants to carry this good thing on his back, but what is it that is carrying it? I am already very courageous if I can't bear the fault of Zhou Shan. If I take a few more mouthfuls of this kind of pot, I may cause myself a great disaster!"

"It's really courageous to use the voice-over to back the pot." Feng Gongzi praised, "Brother, does he keep it too?"

"Keep it." Li Mu nodded affirmatively, "The voice-over has spread throughout the world. This world is going to be messy, which is more beneficial to us."

"The people who disrupted Chaoge City, I don't care who you are, and undermined our plan. The organization has defined you as an enemy. You will accept sanctions from all of us. I hope you can smect for yourself." The voice-over continued. , This time the content is a warning to Li Mu and others.

"It's okay to pretend to be fools and fool the natives, and I want to sanction us, dreaming!" Feng Gongzi curled his lips in disdain.

"Xiao Feng, let's go." Suddenly, Li Mu stared at the palace, his expression changed, and he pulled Master Feng's hand, transmitting the voice.

"What's the matter, brother?" Young Master Feng didn't know, so, "Are you not exploring the skills of other dream-realizing masters?"

"Painting the ground is a prison." Li Mu pointed to the ground outside the palace, looking cautiously, "A dream master has the skill of drawing the ground as a prison. I don't know if he has painted the circle outside Chaoge City. We don't have any other skills. I don’t know if I can break the picture and leave it here first..."