Chapter 798

In his sleep, Chen Jie dreamed of many different things.

He dreamed of the wild people and wild animals fighting for survival in the territory. He dreamed that the wild people, who are only two meters tall, tear up the wild animals in the sky and sprinkle their blood all over the sky.

He also dreamed that there was a powerful human Empire outside the territory, which was even stronger than the nine God States combined. Their pawns were the most powerful pawns in the world, or... Demons.

He dreamed that the soldiers were riding in ancient chariots that seemed to come from the underworld, wearing black thick strange armor, and taking one human empire after another with their long guns and swords.

In the end, it was the turn of the nine great gods. More than half of the people died, with corpses everywhere, bleeding and sculling. The number of people who died was incalculable.

He dreamed that all the nine divine kingdoms were conquered, and finally all the countries and monks united to prepare for the final struggle.

Even the wild animals in this area are among them.

I don't know how many meters away from the ground, the nine gods, including the eight demon saints, unite to confront the strong outside the territory, and no one dares to do it easily. Because the strength to such a degree, if really desperate up, the field of soldiers and practitioners can not survive.

However, the strong in Tianjing have no such scruples and fight one after another.

Chen Jie in his dream is the peak cultivation of heaven.

Standing on the wall, he seemed to have insight into the operation of the whole heaven and earth, as if he could bring all the auras into his chest. A random strike would make countless black cavalry turn upside down.

He raised his hand and cracked a mountain. With one blow, the space was broken. The martial arts heavenly eyes burst out from his eyes, and directly spread over the plain below like the sun. Tens of thousands of foreign cavalry soldiers were directly hit by the sun. Their heads exploded, and their brains burst out like fireworks.

Finally, a strong enemy found him. He was a thin figure covered in the dark, but his breath was not weak at all. He was even better than Chen Jie.

Chen Jie looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

Chen Jie moved, as if with the anger of heaven and earth a blow without fancy, seems to slow to the extreme speed, but in fact is to break the void, all life along the way burst into blood.

It's just a aftereffect. If you hit the battlefield, I'm afraid the battle will end directly.

The shadow comes to the black shadow man from the void. The man in black doesn't make any unnecessary movements. He just takes one hand and grabs Chen Jie's fist. That is to stop Chen Jie's rocket like fighting, the cracked mountains and rivers, and the earth's wailing. The space behind Chen Jie's body slowly heals.

"Kaka kaka"

A burst of sour voice came. It was the sound of Chen Jie's phalanx being crushed by the shadow man.

Chen Jie came up with a second punch, but the mysterious strong man just looked at Chen Jie, and he couldn't move, as if the pressure of nine days and ten places were on Chen Jie, which made him difficult to breathe.

Those eyes are gold.

This is the last trace of Chen Jie's consciousness, and then Chen Jie's head burst, and his soul was destroyed directly, without any vitality.

In the sky overflows the mind power wantonly agitation, as if in the sky bloomed an invisible flower.

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"Ah

Chen Jie yelled. A carp jumped up from the soft velvet quilt, looked at the familiar people in the room, touched his hand, and then determined that what he saw and felt just now was a dream.

"This dream is too real, too terrible."

Chen Jie recalled the scene just now. A burst of sweat came out from behind his body, which made him nearly collapse.

In his dream, he let countless Imperial Knights die when he waved at will. It's not because the Imperial Knights are weak. Every knight has the same cultivation as Chen Jie now. They are all above the sixth level of the divine realm.

He recalled that his random attack on Wu Dao Tian Yan was to end the lives of tens of thousands of cavalry like himself, which made him cool behind.

This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that even if you are so strong, you are defeated.

That's not defeat, that's arbitrariness.

It's just like walking on the sidewalk and killing a few ants and the wind blowing off a few petals.

He raised his hand to kill tens of thousands of cavalry and opened his mouth to the hurricane between heaven and earth. He was stunned to death.

"In my dream, I am absolutely the highest cultivation of heaven. Otherwise, I can't create such great power, but I think it's common."

Chen Jie murmured to himself that if he had not been the initiator of everything he saw and heard just now, he would definitely have thought that it was a demon from the underworld who would have punished heaven and earth.

"In that case, what is the cultivation of the shadow man?"

Chen Jie recalled his golden eyes and felt a shudder in his soul. He forced himself not to think about them.

"Such a terrible pair of eyes, is absolutely the existence of God Emperor level to have."

Chen Jie murmured to himself. He didn't understand why he had such a dream, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"What are you thinking about? Those are my eyes."

Chen Jie's hair immediately stood up, ready to deal with all kinds of possible dangers.

For a moment, Chen Jie sounded the master of the old voice, and then relaxed.

Because he has heard this voice many times. It belongs to the mysterious strong.

A seemingly unreal figure appeared in front of Chen Jie without warning. The sudden figure startled Chen Jie.

Chen Jie's voice seemed a little trembling and asked: "elder... Is... Is it you?"

The illusory figure said impatiently: "that's me, that's me. What's the fuss?"

When Chen Jie heard the familiar voice of the latter, he gradually relaxed.

But the thought of what the former said just now made him sweat again.

"Master, you said... That pair of golden pupils are yours?"

Chen Jie hopes to look at the latter. Although he heard it just now, he still hopes that the latter won't admit it. After all, the owner of these eyes is so terrible that he doesn't want to recall it, let alone face to face.

Unfortunately, that sentence was repeated, which made Chen Jie almost frightened.

"That's right, it's me."

Chen Jie looks at the eyes of the illusory figure. At this time, his eyes are normal black, and they don't look special.

If his figure were more solid, Chen Jie might think that he was an ordinary old man in the countryside.

But the latter is obviously not a leisure rural farmer. He looked at Chen Jie and said, "what you just dreamt is what I made you dream."