MTL - Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms-Chapter 789 One trillion trillion chance (2)

Nowadays, Chu Tianxiu is not as strong as he was when he first cultivated the "Dream of Dreams". When he was in the mood, there were countless dreams flying out of his eyebrows, instantly filling the void and completely wrapping the huge **** wood. .

Unexpectedly easy and unexpectedly smooth.

‘Heaven’ does not perceive the existence of dreams—he seems to know nothing about this power?

Chutian’s heart violently beaten, and his pupil slightly zoomed in to ‘天’.

Yes, with the strength and level of this guy, perhaps he doesn’t know what concept ‘sleep’ is, nor does he know what ‘dream’ is. He has never dreamed of it?

‘Dream’ is really a special, magical power...

Chutian’s heart beat again vigorously, and then it was a bit, the blood filled the face, his skin completely discolored—his surprise and inexplicable discovery, he was able to sense all kinds of strange things around the 'day’ The law of the atmosphere, but there is no 'dream' atmosphere!

‘天’, I really don’t know anything about ‘dream’.

Countless dreams floated around ‘天’, but ‘天’ did not detect the existence of dreams.

Countless dreams fell lightly on the gods and fell on the huge ball of light hanging above the gods. Chutian immediately felt the fear and despair of these light balls. These worlds are themselves in fear and in despair. Although these worlds do not like the 'days', they breed a kind of intelligence similar to 'people', but they do have it. I am conscious.

They instinctively realized that the disaster of extinction was in front of them, so they were terrified, they were afraid, they were desperate...

Because of the world’s panic and despair, all the creatures in this world have also fallen into inexplicable sorrows, and all the behavioral patterns of the creatures have become mad and unpredictable, and the soul fluctuations of all living beings have become complicated and inciting. .

Numerous soul-stricken, swaying soul volatility converge, blending with the desperate fluctuations of the heavens and the earth, and the dreams fall on the light group, and easily into these turbulent soul fluctuations.

A calm, quiet, waveless soul is a solid, heavy wall for dreams. It is extremely difficult to invade.

But these restless souls are like broken walls with sieve eyes everywhere, they can easily go in, and it is easy to lay the foundation in the courtyard.

One world, one hundred worlds, ten thousand worlds...

A great power, a great power, a hundred million power...

Chutian feels countless vast souls such as the sea of ​​smoke and unpredictable souls, but the stronger these souls are, the more they are influenced by the will of heaven and earth. The more powerful the power, the more anxious their minds are, the more disturbed they are. It is agitation, and the implantation of dreams is getting smoother.

Numerous pieces of information swarmed in, and the horrible flow of information and the horror of the horror of the heavens and the earth quickly drowned the big dreams and the glazed glaze...

‘咔咔’ a few sounds, the big dreams of the 琉 琉 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 盏 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉 琉

But the endless spiritual power and the spirit of the heavens and the earth are used wildly. The big dreams and the glazes quickly devour everything. All the cracks are repaired in an instant, and the color of the big dreams is more sturdy and deeper. The volume has become more sturdy, and the styling has become more and more quaint.

After all, the power of ‘dream’ is different from all tangible and qualitative forces. How many miracles can be deduced in a dream, how big a heart is.

The big dreams and the glazes are such a treasured device. He is closely related to the power of ‘dream’. As long as he is in the “dream”, he can almost do anything!

Chutian took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and glanced at 'Heaven' for the last time. Then he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the big dreams and began to feel the infinite endless spirits. The righteousness of the law of heaven and earth.

His spirit is expanding, his spirit is growing, and his spirit is changing in an uproar.

That's right, as Chutian expected, 90% of the world conquered by ‘day’ is far more powerful than ‘Infinite Day’!

The laws of these worlds are more mysterious, more profound, and more magical than the ‘infinite days’. Whether it is the deep space, the time, the fate, the law of life, or the law power of the ‘thickness’ ordinary water and fire, those worlds are far stronger than the ‘infinite days’.

It’s an incredible ‘day’!

He was born infinitely, his origins are much weaker than these worlds, but he can conquer so many worlds and bring all these worlds back to the sky.

If it is not because of everyone, obviously standing on the camp that is inconsistent, Chutian actually admire ‘day’!

How much effort did he put in and how much did he pay in exchange for the fruitful results of today?

A round of gray chaotic discs emerged after the soul of Chutian, and countless auras continued to fall on the chaotic discs. Numerous rules were filled with the souls of the gods. Chutian tried his best to comprehend, absorb, and integrate.

His spirit is expanding and expanding indefinitely.

The spirit is changing, and there is a change that Chutian cannot understand.

There was a trace of cracks on his skin, and large pieces of skin continued to fall off, constantly turning into dust.

The power of the spirit has expanded to an extremely terrible level, and the body of Chutian has been unable to accommodate his soul. How can the soul of a small krill bear the soul of a 'blue whale'?

When the soul grows to a certain extent, physical collapse is almost a must.

Chutian only hesitated for a moment of tens of billions of miles, and he abandoned the flesh in his heart.

The body that has been tempered for countless years has vanished.

In the void, only a lamp of the size of a palm, a chaotic color, quietly ‘stands’ on the sword of the sword. The green scorpion sword released a lot of swords to cover this little lamp, and it was faintly visible that although the light on the lamp was only a little larger than the thumb, it contained countless colors and contained countless kinds of flames...

At first glance, the light of this small light is richer than the flames of all the world's light groups on the **** wood.

Time is a little past, one day, two days, three days...

Then it is one year, two years, three years...

Another hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years...

On the sacred Shenzhou, in addition to the purple Tianzun six people, in addition to sitting in the bow of the moving mouse, all others have fallen into the deepest realm of the five worlds of celestial beings... the seven old priests are too old to move!

The nephew wrapped in a huge cloak to cover the figure, appeared in the bow, quietly watching the little lamp.

The scent of the scorpion became more and more ‘the grotesque’, and it was somewhat similar to the scent of ‘天’.