The Dream Master

In the majestic hall surrounded by clouds, at the end of the azure jade steps tens of meters long, a man in a golden robe sat upright on a huge chair as white as jade.

Inside the magnificent hall, a mess at this moment!

On the ground, many broken weapons such as axes, hooks and forks were discarded, and various rare and exotic treasures were scattered everywhere. On both sides of the huge beacon dragon pillars there were several broken, only half of the pillars remained.

The majestic and majestic hall was silent, and apart from the man in the golden robe sitting alone, there was no other person.

The man in the golden robe turned a blind eye to all of this, just staring at something on the ground not far away.

On a huge plaque nearly half incomplete, the two huge golden characters "Ling Xiao" exudes endless majesty.

A loud "bang"!

After the giant hall shuddered slightly, dense silver spirit patterns appeared everywhere in the corners, spreading quickly, layer after layer, more and more, and for a moment, it was like a huge wire mesh spreading over the entire hall.

The loud noise outside continued like thunder, and the silver spirit patterns in the hall flashed wildly. At the same time, the ground cracked, and the roof of the hall made a "creak" sound.

"It's finally this moment!"

The man in the golden robe finally raised his head and murmured, looking at the top of the hall, his face was vaguely covered by a white light, and he couldn't see the slightest amount of his face.

The purple-gold top of the main hall burst into pieces with a "bang". Amidst countless debris flying around, a mountain-sized Sky Demon's hand viciously grabbed the man in the golden robe.

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A golden mountain with a height of more than ten thousand feet is surrounded by endless green magic flames. From the temple on the top of the mountain, the sound of Sanskrit Buddha singing is continuously heard. At the same time, there are countless golden Sanskrit characters flying out, desperately resisting The nearby magic flame is close.

But as time passed by, the Sanskrit characters flying out of the huge mountains became less and less, and the sound of Sanskrit-tone Buddha singing gradually decreased. Soon after, it was submerged by billowing green flames, and there was no more sound.

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In the gloomy ghost land, at the gate of the black ferocious giant city, countless strange-shaped ghosts and monsters screamed out wildly, and some ghosts flew in strange winds, or burrowed into the ground directly to escape, as if flooding floodwaters. , Densely disappeared into the gray wilderness outside.

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world!noon!

The sky is as dark as ink, and there is no sunlight. Both the city and the wilderness are like late night, with only a few lights faintly visible.

In some cities, villages and towns, in the light of the lights, countless people can be vaguely seen looking up at the black sky, or they are dumbfounded or panicked.

Suddenly, there were bursts of low noises in the dark sky, and they were getting louder and sharper, as if countless people were crying in low voices, it was so sad that people shed tears.

Almost at the same time, dense red lights flashed in the sky, followed by crimson meteorites bursting out through the dark screen. Land of continents.

During the Tang Dynasty, a monster swallowed the sky, the sky weeped, and the sky fell into the world with fire, and the people suffered heavy casualties.-"The Devil's Tribulation Record"