"Hey, how come the temperature outside is two degrees lower than it was two hours ago?" Tu Keyan dragged the blue greatsword, his narrow eyes refracted the essence light, although he did not have the ability to penetrate the netherworld like Xuanyuan Nanxing, but he was extremely sensitive to temperature changes.

Taking a big stride, Tuckerman came to the edge of the camp.

Except for a dozen worms outside, no trace of the enemy was found, the cordon was unharmed, and the sirens buried in the shadows did not respond.

"Am I being too careful?" Tuckerman glanced at the past again, and always felt an uncomfortable feeling, why did the temperature drop?

Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, there is nothing wrong with lowering one or two degrees, but Tuckerman feels abnormal, thinking carefully about the last few days when he was camping, the temperature has always been constant, and there is no change in the solar terms in the belly of this mountain, why is the temperature skewed?

Puzzled, Tuckerman first thought of being influenced by the beast. It's just that since camping, I haven't encountered any powerful beasts, so I can't help but shake my head, feeling that something is wrong.

Then I think about geological disasters, and that's even more wrong. Although the geology of this continent is unstable, there are no underground volcanoes, let alone underground glaciers, and there is a lot of radiation outside, but it has little impact on the belly of the mountain.

Suddenly remembering the iron ruler that smashed his own head in his sleep, Tuckerman's face was cloudy, and he always felt that someone was staring at him.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is guarding here to see who dares to come." Tuckerman didn't bother to inform anyone, but stood still with his big sword in his hand, his feet as if they were rooted. It's just that he felt that the temperature around him was really moderate and comfortable, and after a while, he snored like thunder, and he actually fell asleep standing up.

The worms outside the camp that had struck the light mask looked at Tuckerman at some point. However, they were well disguised, spreading out quickly, squirming on all sides, measuring the range of the camp.

"Whew, whew, whew!"

Tuckerman's snoring grew louder and louder, and suddenly he slashed again.

This guy is also a strange person, he actually took out a sword in his sleep, he was really asleep, but he felt that there was a trace of threat to himself, and he immediately felt uncomfortable and swept it away.

No one knows what it will be like for Star Judge to suffer from nocturnal wandering syndrome, but Tuckerman, the Tiger of Frost, is a special case, he sensed the crisis in his sleep and felt uneasy, so he came out to check it out, only to fall asleep again.

It's just that this time there is no scene of cutting off his head all at once, but he still has nightmares, as if some kind of poison wants to bite him, and the big sword is in his hand, so it's not up to him to decide?

The sword wind pierced through the light mushrooms in front of the camp and landed on the suspicious worms with unmistakable accuracy. With the fragile physique of worms, where can they withstand the pressure? Immediately, the body was shattered and turned into a dye and sputtered.

Tuckerman was still sleeping, his frowning brows stretched slightly, and the nightmare gradually faded away, and it was much sweeter than just now.

However, after a while, the dream changed again, as if his body was caught in a mass of insects, and he kept gnawing, and he danced with his hands, and the sword wind turned into a huge wave, fighting in his sleep.

"Get out, all for Lao Tzu. I'm stomping my feet, you're all going to die, whoa, look at the sword! Tuckerman was talking in his sleep, but he didn't see a large number of worms popping up in front of him, and even the perimeter cordon was swallowed up by them, and the alarm was not triggered. Fortunately, the big sword formed a wind pressure and crushed most of the worms outside the camp, forming a quarantine zone.

It was clear that someone was behind the scenes, but Tuckerman was still snoring, his sword waving back and forth, but there was no sign of waking up. It's strange to say, there was such a big commotion outside, and Xuanyuan Nanxing and the others were still resting in their respective tents, as if they didn't know anything about the situation outside. For example, in the tent of Kochagin and others, the snoring was vaguely heard, and everyone fell asleep collectively within half an hour.

In fact, only Tuckerman's dreams are sometimes full of difficulties and dangers, requiring mountains and wading, sometimes full of poisonous insects, and they need to be eliminated as much as possible, and other people's dreams are peaceful. Some people dream of cultivating and ascending, successfully winning the title, and becoming the co-owner of the Federation. Others dream of going back to their childhood, seeing their families before the disaster, helping them to escape the past, and then living happily together.

Dreams are extremely real, there is pain, there is sunshine, there is love, and the things that I have been looking for all my life are all obtained in dreams, although they are not easy to obtain, and it takes a certain process, but they add a sense of reality and make people want to stop.

Even Xuanyuan Nanxing, knowing that it was a dream, had no guesses with Melia, lived together after marriage, and their children were happy.

Everyone is in pursuit of happiness, even if they have ambitions and want to unify the four seas, it is also the pursuit of happiness. The beauty of this dream is that it can greatly satisfy yourself, satisfy all kinds of vanity, meet all kinds of wishes, and meet all kinds of **, as if the dream is the real world.

If you think about it, you will have it!

No matter how simple and unpretentious people are, no matter how down-to-earth and diligent people are, do they have no privacy in their hearts? Don't want to live in the scenery for a lifetime?

Tuckerman was the only one in the camp to fight. However, he also fell into a dream, which gradually evolved into a super terrifying nightmare.

In the dream, it was as if there were unattainable enemies everywhere, as if every enemy was much higher than him, and even the poisonous insects that could be easily defeated before became tall out of thin air, like mountains, like superstars, pressing their heads against him.

"Oh, don't!" Tuckerman released a chill all over his body, and suddenly stepped forward to kill, the big sword in his hand danced like flying, but his movements were a little headless, and many times he missed the worm and bombarded the air, which was a pity.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!"

There was an explosion in front of the camp, and the ground trembled. In the dream, Xuanyuan Nanxing suddenly frowned, looked at his beloved son and little princess-like daughter, and then looked at his holy wife, and there was a tear in the corner of his eye.

The only thing to do is to say goodbye!

No matter how good the dream is, it is vain, and it will be separated after all. And the more beautiful it is, the more painful it is when you are separated. Unexpectedly, a tear hung in the corner of Xuanyuan Nanxing's eyes, I have to say that the person behind it is clever, but he is also in the middle of the scale.

The huge anger turned into substance, the aura near the camp spread, and the wind howled incessantly, blowing the camp tent to the ground. Then there is a slightly vicissitudes of life, not like a human being, sharp as gold and iron, like a stubborn stone, conveying a palpitating sense of rage.

"The sword of the origin, the sword divides the world, break it for me." Xuanyuan Nanxing didn't even use the Sword of Origin to attack Dulong, this quietly coming dream, the beauty of sneaking into the night with the wind, and the pain of having to separate later, actually forced the killer copper out.

It may not be right to say that it is a killer, because the Sword of Origin is a regular method. It's just that this kind of conventional means has been cultivated, but it has the power to go against common sense, leaving an exclamation point in the world, which perfectly interprets the word "against the sky".

The sword came out like a rainbow, and the earth was silent.

Pressure is everywhere, and it has to pay a price for angering Xuanyuan Nanxing.

The entire underground space seems to be frozen, as if a living creature has been thrown into a gel, frozen in a single picture. However, this is only the beginning, the real killer is behind, no distance is far away, no distance, when the sword light arrives, it is too late to dodge.

Under the bombardment of the sword of the origin, there was no chance to dodge, because the sword was too fast, so fast that it was against the sky, and how fast the thought was, how fast the sword light was.

Five kilometers from the camp, a team stood quietly. The person at the head wore a mask, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, and the wonderful dream was performed by the twelve stars under this person's command.

First of all, Gu Ren took a serious look, and felt that the aura of Xuanyuan Nanxing and others was unfathomable, but the fourteen jade cards were very attractive to them, and there were fourteen more promotion places out of thin air, where could they take care of a lot?

In order to avoid casualties in their own homes, some people in the team not only create dreams, but also summon worms. They hoped to take down the twelve members of the Xiongtuan team without a single sword, but they never wanted to encounter a variable, the nocturnal wanderer Tuckerman.

It is really rare for Xingju to suffer from night wandering syndrome, but there is this iron tower in front of the camp, and it is very inconvenient.

What to do? The Masked Man ordered his men to evolve the dream to the extreme, and then summoned the worms from nearby to draw the sword-wielding barricade out of the camp.

The strategy was very successful, but Tuckerman's indiscriminate slashing caused the shock to be so strong that Xuanyuan Nanxing, who already had insight into the essence of the dream, forcibly broke free, and then used the Sword of Origin.

The distance of five kilometers cannot be called a distance at all in front of the Sword of the Origin, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is face-to-face.

The sword rises, the head flies.

There were twelve heads lying in a pool of blood, and the masked man couldn't believe that this was true anyway, and someone actually killed his subordinates in front of him in an instant, only to feel a murderous aura rising from between his toes and spreading to his whole body.

"It's not good, this person is strong, retreat quickly." The masked man reacted in time, and his whole body was supported by several electric lights, and the unicorn struggled to retreat backwards, but can he retreat if he wants to? Who is Regulus South Star?

A sword was formed in the air, with a purple gold sword body, which was amazing, full of charm, and proud.

It was such a purple-gold long sword that made the twelve stars judge their heads in different places. The sword paused in the air for a moment, and swept down with sword intent.

Whenever a faint sword intent is swept away, it will take away a human head with a stunned expression, the unicorn cavalry originally had a very strong defensive ability, but in front of the purple gold long sword, it was not even qualified to block the moment, and the attack that could pierce the space, how could it be that ordinary power could block it?

Too strong, too fast, too bloody.

However, these people are also to blame, thinking that they have too many people, so they think that they will eat Xuanyuan Nanxing and others. In the end, they didn't even have a chance to escape, and they worked hard to become a star judge, but like ants, they were killed by the sword of the origin.

"No, don't, we are the Mo Family Patrol Brigade, let us go." The hollow mask finally couldn't bear it, this purple long sword was mysterious, and it had lost thirty-six people in just a few moments, and the price paid was too great.

"Hmph, Mo family? From now on, there will be no Mo family. "Since Xuanyuan Nanxing has used the Sword of Origin, he will not be merciful, not to mention that the human star judgment is far more than the original estimate, especially the military family has a strong background, it is time for the federal forces to reshuffle.

(To be continued)