Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 299: Two-word mantra

Rune Fusion Technique.

"Silver Dragon Breaks!"

Liu Jun's full strength exploded at this moment, and the terrifying force pushed the silver dragon down to the earth!

The Wu Yi of the Unruly Body was in full bloom. He looked up to the sky and roared. The silver dragon roared!

"Roar!!!" The sound barrier was deafening, and the space where the dragon head passed was also completely shattered!

"Boom boom!!" Too many things were shaken, and people could no longer tell what caused this deafening sound!

Everyone could only see that the silver dragon head drooped and fell straight to the ground, and the speed suddenly soared, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, passing in front of Yale!

Suddenly! The world was shocked! Yale suddenly rushed to the front of the dragon head like crazy, which was also the point where the spear tip was pointing. He seemed to be committing suicide! The next second.

The dragon head hit Yale's face, and half of his face was instantly shattered, but he was full of madness, using up his last bit of strength and pouring all the remaining strength in his body into his right arm.

He threw a clumsy punch and pierced the dragon head with all his strength. The world was puzzled. What's the point?

It just broke a corner of the dragon, which had no effect on the subsequent explosion of martial intent.

But the next second. The high-level people in the human world stood up suddenly, with horror on their faces!

Yale's half face showed a morbid smile, and he said madly: "You're dead!" As he spoke, he opened his fist, and the butcher needle was gently ejected by him, one step away from Liu Jun.

Liu Jun's face changed slightly, his eyes and hands were quick, and he released martial intent to shake off the needle!

But the butcher needle was specially made for the human race! The human race is best at martial intent.

So the butcher needle is immune to martial intent! The silver wave not only failed to blow away the needle, but was penetrated by it.

"Puff." The needle of the butcher needle pierced Liu Jun's chest. His pupils became blurred in an instant.

The majestic silver dragon collapsed, and the endless spear intent became rootless, sourceless and ownerless, losing its destructive power and turning into silver stars. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Liu Jun's lips turned pale in an instant, the blood on his face disappeared, and his body lost all support and fell to the ground.

That familiar feeling surged in his heart again. No matter how hard he tried, he had no strength, just like every night in the past 23 years.

Liu Jun knew that what pierced him was the butcher needle.

The divine weapon that caused countless deaths and injuries to the human race three thousand years ago has the ability to be immune to martial intent and destroy the structure of life, especially for the human race, the effect is ten times greater.

So, what awaits him is not only the loss of power, but death.

At this moment.

The passion of the human world dissipated, and it became silent, as if everyone's eyes were filled with a thick layer of gloom.

In the arena. Yale, with only half of his body left, knelt on the ground, his eyes full of fear, but followed by an excited and crazy smile. "He's dead, I survived..."

"He's dead!" "I survived!!" "Hahahahaha!!!"

He stared at Liu Jun who fell in front of him.

Suddenly. The devil's pupil between his eyebrows bloomed again, he wanted to speed up Liu Jun's death!

The poison gas burst out and pierced Liu Jun along his gaze.

At this moment, he had no speed and no martial spirit. He lost everything, and he would never be as omnipotent as before, and he could never step on my head again! At the same time.

On the peak of the God Realm.

The High Priest of Destiny sat in his own palace, looking at the blue aura in front of him, sneering: "Liu Jun should have died twenty-three years ago."

"It is a pity for God that he survived."

"But you want him to regain the power of his youth." "That's impossible."

"Because death is his destiny!" "Maybe sometimes destiny will deviate from the established track due to some accidents, but it will eventually be pulled back on track."

"You who have destiny should know this better than anyone else." Jig was sure that Zhuge Tianming heard his words. But he didn't get a response.

"Tsk." Jig snorted disdainfully, thinking that Zhuge Tianming had lost.

Destiny cannot be completely changed, including Zhuge Tianming and those who defy fate.

One day, everything will return to the right track. The God Realm will continue to rule the heavens.

This world will no longer have their names. In the long river of time, whether it is ten thousand years or three thousand years, it is too short.

That man just forced the long river of time to splash a splash, and everything will return to its original position in the end.

Jiger felt incomparable joy. He didn't care about Liu Jun's life or death at all, and those young people were just ants.

What excited him was that Liu Jun's death was enough to prove that Zhuge Tianming could not change the fate that the heaven had set for everyone. They couldn't change anything!

On the Holy Mountain of the Human Realm.

The young apprentice Lin Zhou was watching the live broadcast of the Bright Sword Conference with a worried look on his face.

Suddenly. He turned his head sharply and looked at his master beside him. The blue-haired old man who was talking nonsense suddenly pointed hard at the void in front of him and shouted: "Stupid!"

"What's wrong, Master?" Lin Zhou's scalp was numb.

Zhuge Tianming smiled and said, "You are cursing, children should not learn."

"You..." Lin Zhou looked at his master, and there were only white clouds and a few birds in front of him.

Lin Zhou suddenly felt uncomfortable. I have been with Master for a short time, but I can see his aging.

Now I am even more stupid and think the bird is a human? At the same time. In the arena.

The dying Liu Jun looked up at the sun in the sky, his eyes blank, and I don't know what he was thinking.

In front of him. Yale's devil pupil has bloomed. The poison wave roared and drowned Liu Jun. But suddenly!

"War!" With an exciting roar! The golden red flames rose in the overwhelming poisonous gas! The flames burned out the poison.

In full view of the public. Ye An stood in front of Liu Jun with flames on his body! In the sky.

The White Ghost Emperor reacted very quickly and immediately attacked. The dense dark element and air element blades staggered and stabbed Ye An!

And he took advantage of the victory to pursue. Standing in front of Ye An, he released his own killing move!

"Infinite Sky-piercing Formation!" The three forces of poison, darkness and space attacked Ye An with a life-threatening momentum.

Even though Ye An blocked it, the opponent's attack was persistent! Liu Jun looked at Ye An's back blocking in front of him, his vision was dazed, as if one person turned into two, three. But then, he suddenly reacted. Why hasn't he died yet? In front of him.

Ye An, who was fighting one against two, not only did not look solemn, but was filled with an inspiring smile.

"Your child is still waiting for you to go back and teach him how to shoot." "So I can't let you fall here."

"Dream, start!" As the voice fell. A great force rose up in Ye An's head! The activation source of the talent of dream is willpower!

To ??use it for yourself, you must have strong willpower. To use it for others, you need the willpower of the beneficiary!

But this time, Ye An found that it was not just that. The will of the world who longed for Liu Jun to stand up was actually resonating with the dream!

At this moment.

How could Liu Jun, who had been buried by wind and frost for twenty-three years, be willing to fall here.

Deep in his blank eyes, there was a desire to survive and return! The talent that once changed the fate of the human world was awakened again.

An indescribable force surged into Liu Jun's body! He once again had power, and the desire to stand up in his heart burst out like a prairie fire!

"Ah!!" Liu Jun roared, supporting himself with one hand and grabbing the butcher needle stuck in his chest with the other hand! Pull it out! Get up!

In the Temple of the High Priest. Jiger looked at this scene with a furious face, and suddenly turned to stare at the blue luck collection.

"No!" "Wrong!" "Everything you do is wrong, you can't change anything!!" The next second. Two big words suddenly came from the blue luck collection. "Idiot!"