The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 252 Good Dream Technique

Blood rained.

All things are sad.

As Changshengtian was swallowed by Huang Tian, ​​all the tribesmen on the grassland felt sad at the same time, it felt like a close relative passed away.

"return!"

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and made a move.

King Min's token flew back to his hand, and he muttered: "There must be a cause for a dark thought, and a fruit for a great trip. Turn the cause and change the effect, change the result and change the cause, and keep the three mountains The soul, the dragon and the tiger protect the heart."

After reading, Zhang Heng held the token and bowed down: "Please transfer the cause and effect."

Boom.
On Beihuang City.

King Min, who was watching the counting of troops in the school field on the city wall, was suddenly blessed.

A look up.

I saw a ray of light above my head, shining in all directions.

hold head high! !

next second.

A young three-clawed green dragon flew out of King Min.

Fly into the air, swallowing the rays of light.

With every bite, Qinglong's scales became thicker.

In just a moment, the nine-foot-long green dragon grew to a hundred feet long, and its scales also changed from blue to gold, from a three-clawed green dragon to a three-clawed golden dragon.

"Look, everyone, there is a dragon on King Min's body."

"It's a green dragon, no, a golden dragon!!"

"Long live, long live, long live King Min!"

Seeing the dragon shadow on King Min's body.

The soldiers present cheered happily, and their faith in King Min became more and more firm.

In the eyes of everyone, King Min must be the king favored by God.

Otherwise, how could there be a golden dragon appearing on his body? This is God's affirmation to King Min.

The sky is affirming King Min.

What do they have to suspect? Such a king should follow him to the death.

"Luck!"

There are also experts around King Min.

A sickly old man in his seventies and eighties stood beside King Min, and said, "Really Zhang must have succeeded. On the grassland, the Longevity Tribe is destined to prosper, and to the Central Plains, the prospering dragon in the grassland is For great misfortune."

"His hero, my enemy."

"Renren Zhang is here to cut the sky, people, and the fate of the country."

"Luck is intertwined, and the grassland is difficult to prosper. If one goes up and down, the luck of the Central Plains will rise sharply. If you bear the karma of this luck, you will definitely be loved by the heavens, and the wind will go smoothly."

Hear this.

King Min was overjoyed, and asked respectfully again: "Old Wei, it is said that good luck and bad fortune are uncertain, and today I have a dragon shadow flying out of me, where are my father and other elder brothers?"

Old Wei waved his hand: "Don't worry too much, I'm good at luck. After the mastery of luck, only Zhang Heng and Fa Hai I can't see through, and Yang Pan, I'm wrong. Besides, I've already seen who will have great fortune in the future." The heart is like a mirror.”

"In terms of luck, your fate is golden and purple, which is beyond words. You will be the king first, and then the emperor. This is the number of days, and you should be in the palm of your hand."

"Now, God's will in the Central Plains is merciful again, the emperor star is shining, and the fate is pure purple. Even your father and king can't hold back your rise."

King Min was taken aback: "My father is still alive, and my emperor star is already shining. Isn't this the meeting of two dragons, a catastrophic situation?"

Wei Lao explained: "The great evil is also a great fortune. If there is no accident, your father should still have 5 to 10 years of the emperor's mandate. Now the emperor's star has shifted and turned to you, losing the protection of the emperor's mandate. Three years Within, it will surely perish.”

King Min heard the sound.

Weeping loudly: "My father!"

Only the sound of crying was heard, but no tears were seen, and there was joy in his eyes.

Veteran Wei sees everything.

He sighed secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, the emperor is really ruthless."

After thinking about it, he thought: "Zhuge Wolong, you didn't expect that I didn't die, did you? I crawled out of hell again. Now, I have assisted the real dragon. I will take back everything you took away."

Sick old man.

It was the former head of the Zhuge family, the former Qintian Supervisor Zheng Zhuge Changyun.

After losing the battle with Zhuge Wolong.

Originally, he wanted to go to the grassland, because in his calculation, there would be real dragons in the grassland.

As a result, he was stopped by Yang Pan halfway.

Yang Panyan said: "The destiny lies with King Min." '

Zhuge Changyun didn't believe it, and said: "King Min, the king of the moment, has a dismal end, and he is not the king of eternity." '

As a result, Yang Pan proposed to fight with him.

Three fights in a row.

One win and two losses.

As a last resort, he could only accept the bet and follow Yang Pan to Prince Min's Mansion, where he turned into a loose cultivator Wei Lao.

I don't know the result.

In his prediction, King Min could ascend to the throne but end in a dismal end.

At this time, the emperor's aura is so strong that it has reached the time of burning oil.

There are also a lot of talents under the tent, the stars are like rain, and the counselors are like clouds, each of them has an extraordinary fate.

Just ask.

It turned out that these people were all talents Yang Pan had collected from all over the world for King Min.

The youngest among them is only eight years old this year, and he is destined to break the army, and he will be a peerless general in the future.

Let Mr. Wei find such a person by himself, even if his fate is darkened, he can't find him either.

Yang Pan brought back a dozen of them in one go.

Elder Wei couldn't help being suspicious.

Could it be that Yang Pan is the real heir of the art of luck, he is a fake.

There is no reason.

How weird.

"It's done."

On the Northern Wilderness Grassland.

Zhang Heng looked at the flickering token of King Min, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Change the world and kill the fate of the country, it really is not a human thing, that is, the Changsheng tribe has not yet unified the grassland, and the fate of the body is added, otherwise this sword cuts down, I am afraid that I will not even be able to kill you." There will be no chance to transfer cause and effect, and he was struck to death by the lightning directly under the backlash of luck."

Kill the luck of the longevity tribe.

It's a very risky thing.

It is also because the Longevity Tribe does not have the destiny to add to the body, otherwise, if one is not good, he will end up dead like the old general Tiangong.

But it's worth it.

After killing the luck of the Longevity Tribe, two or thirty years later, the fate of sweeping the Central Plains was changed when the proper northern cavalry went south.

Anyway, Zhang Heng is from the Central Plains.

Even if this is a foreign world, he doesn't want to see the Central Plains being ruled by a foreign race.

No matter how bad Da Song is, it is still his own family and his own business.

It is not impossible to change the dynasty, but the meat will rot in the pot and cannot be picked up by wolves.

"Central Plains!"

"You are so brave!"

Three streaks of light streaked across the sky.

When it fell to the ground, it turned into a shaman, a young man with a bow and arrow, and a strong man with a golden knife.

Zhang Heng just glanced at it.

Just know who is coming.

The great wizard Tumen Baoyin, the sharpshooter Jebe, and the golden sword guard Hu Bilai.

"You are late, the luck of the Longevity Tribe has been cut by me, and your Sanxian Patriarch has already become a passing cloud."

Zhang Heng said with a smile.

"kill him."

Tumen Baoyin was so angry that he didn't want to speak, he greeted everyone and started to do it.

Zhang Heng is not afraid of this at all.

Just while parrying with the three of them, he looked around and guessed: "Where did Temuhe go?"

Longevity Khan Temuhe.

It was the existence that Yang Pan asked him to pay special attention to before leaving.

In Yang Pan's words, Temuhe is the number one master of the Longevity Tribe, but he is a great Khan of the tribe, and not many people have seen him make a move.

just now.

Grand Marshal Mu Lihua, Cavalry General Miele, and the number one warrior Subie Etai all died in battle in the frontier camp.

The two loose immortals in the ancestral land were wiped out by him even with the luck of the Changsheng tribe.

At this moment.

There was no reason for Temuhe not to show up, so he only let three men come down.

Therefore, while Zhang Heng was fighting the three of them, he also had to beware of Temuhe who might be hiding in the dark, waiting for him to reveal his flaws and launch a thunderous strike.

"Ok!"

Zhang Heng forced the tiger back with a sword.

In the next second, the space on the left fluctuated, and a sense of crisis rose from his heart.

This feeling is too familiar to him.

In the past, when he fought with Zhao Taizu's Martial Dao Consciousness Descending Body, every time the Coiling Dragon Cudgel broke through the space, he would give him this feeling.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Heng swept out with a sword.

Ding!
as predicted.

An arrow broke through the space and came straight to his heart.

"It's ignoring space again!"

Zhang Heng looked at Jebe who was standing on an altar a few miles away.

"Where to go!"

Seeing that Zhang Heng was about to attack Jebe.

Hu Bilai and the Great Wizard stepped forward to block Zhang Heng for Zhebie.

"What spell is this?"

Zhang Heng and Tumen Baoyin played against each other for several rounds.

I found that Tumen Baoyin's spell was very strange.

He is the kind of half warrior, half mage existence.

The melee combat power is about the same as that of the nine-tailed demon fox.

One-on-one, with Zhang Heng's current strength, he should be able to kill him easily.

But his spells are a bit confusing.

It seems to be all kinds of negative curses.

Misalignment, weakness, decreased reaction speed, weakness, sickness, dizziness.
Only for a few rounds.

More than a dozen negative curses were cast on Zhang Heng.

Although each of the negative curses had little effect, they accumulated at least [-]% of his combat strength.

"Supporting wizards who fight in groups, it's interesting!"

Zhang Heng swung Zhebe's feathered arrow away with one sword, abandoned Hu Bilai who was beside him, and took the lead to kill Tumen Baoyin.

Seeing this, Hu Bilai hurriedly swung his knife to resist, protecting Tumen Baoyin behind him.

"Huh, guardian law?"

Zhang Heng wanted to use his speed to get rid of Hu Bilai.

But he found that no matter what Hubilai was doing one second, as long as he wanted to, he could appear in front of Tumen Baoyin in the next second and convert the golden knife into a parrying action.

Played a few strokes.

Zhang Heng understood the taste a little bit.

The Golden Sword Law of Tiger Will Come is not to attack, but to protect.

Now, Tumen Baoyin is the person he wants to protect.

Affected by this law, he can quickly switch to the fighting state to parry his attacks at all times, and the parry is sure to succeed.

"interesting."

"I've traveled all over the world for many years, and this is the first time I've seen a combination like yours."

Tumen Baoyin will weaken the opponent, and Jebe is a long-range attack that ignores space.

Tiger will come is guard and 100% parry block.

The combination of the three is like a tortoise shell, giving Zhang Heng a sense of déjà vu.

Because he believes.

Even if he abandons Tumen Baoyin and attacks Jebe, he will still be faced with a parry from the tiger.

Therefore, the key to the problem is not who he attacks, but how to break the protection of Hu Bilai.

"When you are guarding others, you can parry 100% of the attacks directed at the guarded target."

"Then here comes the problem."

"If I attack you, can you defend yourself and parry 100%?"

Zhang Heng was not depressed, but excited.

"The sword transforms into thousands, and the river of swords is mighty."

When Zhang Heng comes out with one sword, ten thousand swords come out.

Hubi came to see Zhang Heng attacking him, and swung the golden knife again to resist.

Unfortunately, he was still a step behind.

The two swords danced like wheels, resisting the long river of swordsmanship. After all, they could not hold for long, and they would lose if they held for a long time. The body was soon pierced by three flying swords.

"Nothing is perfect in this world."

"If there is, it means you haven't found his weakness yet."

"Sure enough, as I expected, your 100% parry cannot be applied to yourself. Your existence seems to be invulnerable, but in fact you are the flaw."

Find weaknesses.

Zhang Heng immediately turned around and started to kill Hu Bilai.

Tiger will come to support hard.

For a while, the scene changed from Hu Bi coming to guard Tumen Baoyin and Jebe.

It turned into Tumen Baoyin and Zhebie teaming up to help Hubilai share the pressure.

Does this work.

The blade of the sword is pointed, and the sun and the moon are round.

When a person whose duty is to protect others has to be protected by others, the ending is already predictable.

"Stop being presumptuous!"

Zhang Heng cut Hu Bilai's arm with a sword.

Before he could continue his efforts, Jebe accumulated a little bit of strength and shot out a green glow.

Zhang Heng looked at him.

What he saw was not a feathered arrow, but a blue dragon flying towards him with its teeth and claws open.

"Good come."

Zhang Heng drew back quickly.

While retreating, he made a formula and recited a mantra: "Thunder of the Nine Heavens, follow my guidance."

Boom! !
The tip of the sword pointed.

A thunder fell from the sky.

Hitting on Qinglong's body, its flesh and blood dissipated, turning into an ordinary feathered arrow and falling to the ground.

"The way of dreams lies in one heart."

Zhang Heng raised his sword and shouted: "You also take my move."

next second.

The dream world comes.

clack clack.
The illusory dream world infects reality bit by bit.

Soon, the surrounding scene changed and became Guobei County.

"Where is this?"

The three of Hu Bilai looked around in bewilderment.

They were standing on the main street of Guobei County right now, surrounded by people, hawking, and shouting, as if the battle just now was just a dream.

"In a dream."

Tumen Baoyin was worthy of being a tribal wizard.

Soon he realized where he was, and whispered: "I have heard that in the land of the Central Plains, there is a kind of magic called dream magic, which can pull people into the dream world, and it is difficult to distinguish reality. Trapped to death inside, that should be it.”

Swish.
Zhang Heng suddenly appeared to the side of the crowd and attacked with a sword.

Hu Bilai hurriedly raised his golden knife to parry.

In the end, after parrying, he realized that this sword was so light and flimsy, it was a fake at all.

"Um"

Tumen Baoyin was about to speak.

Suddenly, the vegetable vendor behind him hit him with a carrot.

Tumen Baoyin looked back and saw that the radish was stuck in his waist, and the blood was flowing. This is not a radish, it is clearly a sword.

"True and false, false and true"

Tumen Baoyin covered the wound with his left hand, and brandished a cane with his right hand. He beat the peddler to death with one stick, and said pantingly, "Anyone here may or may not be him. Be careful, everyone."

Upon hearing this.

Jebie and Hubilai dare not be careless.

No matter how you say it, Guobei County is still a county seat.

There are still 10,000+ people.

Every one of these 10,000+ people may have been transformed by Zhang Heng, so it would be no good for them to stay here.

"kill!"

Jebe's eyes were full of murderous intent: "Kill everyone, and see what he uses to confuse us."

Just do it.

Jebe drew his bowstring fully, and raised his hand to shoot three arrows in a row.

first arrow.

Shooting into the sky, it seems to want to tear the sky apart.

Second arrow.

Shooting towards the ground, trying to detonate this dream land.

Third arrow.

Shooting at the crowd, the arrow turns into a tornado, spinning, as if to swallow everyone.

"It's useless!"

Three arrows out.

Jebe soon discovered that his arrows could not pierce the sky or the earth.

As for the crowd, the people who were torn apart by the tornado transformed by his feather arrows, and the destroyed buildings will also recover in the next second, which is useless at all.

"Why is it useless?"

Hu Bilai walked up to Jebe, raised the knife, and slashed at Jebe's hand: "Isn't this very useful?"

"what!"

Jebe let out a scream, dropped the right hand holding the bow and the bow and arrow to the ground, and looked at Hu Bilai with disbelief.

"Look who I am?"

Hu Bilai transformed into Zhang Heng's appearance.

Jebe was shocked, and subconsciously retreated to the side of the great wizard Tumen Baoyin.

As a result, Tumen Baoyin raised his cane.

It was like knocking stubborn old corn, and hit Jebe hard on the head: "You still don't have a long memory!"

Jebe was struck by lightning.

The body staggered and fell to the ground.

Looking at it, Hu Bilai and the great wizard who came to the dream world with him were all transformed by Zhang Heng.

"So it is!"

Jebe came to his senses and praised repeatedly: "Good dream skills, good dream skills."

Done.

Head tilted.

He fell to the ground without breathing.

(End of this chapter)