The strongest, the only realm above the saints, is also the true end that the monk can reach.

Yang Jian had imagined the posture and appearance of the strongest many times before, and even felt that it should be an existence between Tao and reality, and there might be many Fa entanglements around him, but he really didn't expect it......

The other party is more like an ordinary monk than a saint realm.

This is not a simple return to the basics, but the realm of the strongest has surpassed Yang Jian's realm too much at this time, and what Yang Jian has seen is only the tip of the iceberg of the strongest man.

The strength of the strongest man, Yang Jian can't see, smell, comprehend, or understand at this time, so he can only see the one-sided side of the ninth supreme power, or the 'one-sided' that Yang Jian can understand.

If Yang Jian had already entered the realm of saints, he might be able to fully feel the horror of the person in front of him at this time.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Yang Jian is in a dream at this time.

Once you dream of entering the netherworld, you have to meet the ninth person.

Yang Jian wanted to point at this person's nose and scold him with the righteousness of life, but when the words came to his mouth, he could only refute a few words, and he couldn't really speak.

This is the respect for the strong, no matter how the other party cultivates the strongest, it is always a supreme strong.

The other party's words to solicit are actually a recognition of Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's stern refusal is also an insistence on his bottom line.

This position cannot be changed.

The conversation collapsed, and the ninth supreme already had the intention of sending off guests, but Yang Jian didn't know how to get out of this dream.

At this moment, the surrounding light and shadow suddenly changed, and a ray of fairy light came from the sky, turning into several fair fairies, accompanied by laughter and laughter constantly swirling around the two of them.

The Ninth Supreme just watched quietly, thought for a while, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen through the details of this dream.

And Yang Jian was watching the changes around him with some confusion, he was a little passive at this time, and he didn't know what would happen next......

Looking at this situation, the owner of this dream is about to appear?

The Ninth Supreme Qiang chuckled lightly and said indifferently: "I never thought that there are such strange people in the Hong Wilderness, why don't you show up to meet you?" ”

Yang Jian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, obviously this dream had nothing to do with the Ninth Supreme, and the latter was also dragged into this dream.

Could it be that the master is serious......

A cloud of mist suddenly floated in front of him, and the cloud and mist condensed into four rows, four columns, and sixteen big characters, the strange thing is that whether it is the ninth supreme or Yang Jian's view, these sixteen characters are all positive.

'Dreams have illusions, and the world has illusions. All things have spirits, so why bother. ’

"Huh...... Haha, haha!"

The Ninth Supreme suddenly put his hands behind his back and looked up and laughed, there was a lot of mockery in his smile, "It's just that the supernatural powers are similar, you shouldn't be the old friend in this seat." Such words are really ridiculous, and it is ridiculous that you can't wait for the frog in the well, and you don't know the whole picture of this visible realm, so you think that the living beings are righteous. ”

Yang Jian groaned a few times, obviously the master of this dream brought him here to 'make peace' with this ninth supreme powerhouse.

Although this kind of thinking is a bit ridiculous, if you think about it carefully, if you can really move the other party to give up the conquest with the flood famine, you can also avoid the destruction of life.

It's just that it would be too embarrassing to let Yang Jian lower his posture to make a plea.

Yang Jian made up his mind that he could not live up to the kindness of the master of the dream realm, and he had the right to make this a negotiation before the battle between the two armies.

"The visible realm of your mouth should also be counted in the eternal kingdom of God. ”

"Naturally, this chaotic sea where the flood is located is just a corner of the tangible realm, and there is a broader world outside, but you don't have a chance to step out. ”

Yang Jian said indifferently: "Isn't this because a senior cut through the Chaos Sea back then?"

The Ninth Supreme's eyes lit up, "You really know a lot, and you even know the allusions of that lord, in that case, why don't you submit to this seat? ”

"You don't make any sense of what you say," Yang Jian said, "I'm here today just to have a head-on conversation with you, how about you dare to ask a question mark?"

"You're fashionable and don't deserve to know. ”

"Okay," Yang Jian nodded, his eyes fixed on the Ninth Supreme, "Today I dare to represent a flood famine, if you can disperse these evil ghosts and beasts, and no longer be enemies of the flood famine, the flood famine will not be difficult for you, how about it?"

The ninth supreme's expression suddenly became a little strange, "Are you serious about this?"

"Naturally. ”

"Okay, I'll answer you clearly, Yang Jian, listen!"

The ninth supreme took a step forward, and he, who was originally plain, suddenly turned into a height of ten thousand feet in the dream, and a blue and red aura like a giant python gushed out around his body, and the whole person's hair fluttered, like a demon god!

"The destruction of the flood is imminent, and if the creatures of the flood resist to the end, the flood will turn into ashes. If you follow the will of this seat, you can stay alive!"

Yang Jian exhaled lightly, looked up at the giant in front of him, still looking light, but behind him was a cold sweat.

"In this case, the next time you and I meet, we will definitely be separated from life and death. ”

"Although your cultivation is insufficient, your mind is good, and if I let you continue to cultivate, it will be a great disaster. Yang Jian, if you stand in front of this seat one day, this seat will definitely not show you any mercy. ”

Yes, the conversation completely collapsed.

Although this was also expected by Yang Jian, he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart at this time.

The catastrophe was inevitable, and it was nothing.

His mind moved, and he felt as if he was being pulled by a force, and everything in front of him gradually became hazy, and then turned into mist, and quickly retreated.

There is no figure of the strongest, no beasts that can be seen everywhere, and no boundless ghosts.

Suddenly, he returned to the edge of the abyss and heard a soft sigh.

Turning his head, he saw that it was still the figure whose face he couldn't see clearly, and he was standing there with his hands in his hands.

"Senior...... Master Uncle?" Yang Jian asked tentatively, this figure gradually became clear from a blur, it was the Xuandu Archmage in a long robe.

Xuandu smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

Yang Jian suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "If Uncle Shi wants me to talk to this ninth supreme powerhouse, you should tell me in advance." ”

"If you can avoid this catastrophe just by relying on your mouth, I would have asked you to go down and take a trip a long time ago," Xuan Du laughed and scolded a few times, "I just want you to appreciate the demeanor of the strongest person, look at you like this, but I can't even feel how strong the other party is." ”

"Can the master perceive?"

Xuandu suddenly shook his head and explained: "I can only explore in my dreams, and I can't explore too clearly at all." ”

"Having said that, Uncle Master's Dreaming Skill is really powerful," Yang Jian quietly tentatively said, "What the strongest man said just now is that Uncle Master is so powerful, the other party seems to be familiar with him......"

"I actually picked up this exercise from a ruin. ”

Xuandu explained solemnly, looking at Yang Jian honestly, Yang Jian was silent, and could only nod and smile.

"I'll send you back, you have made a life-and-death pact with this ninth supreme powerhouse, and when the catastrophe comes, you should take care of yourself. ”

"Well, thank you for your concern. ”

Yang Jian arched his hand, Xuandu waved his sleeves, and a wisp of wind swept Yang Jian's figure into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

After Yang Jian left, in this dream land, Xuandu stared at the abyss in front of him for a while.

"These two little bastards...... Well, I can't control you......"

Shaking his head, Archmage Xuandu stretched and closed his eyes.

The surrounding dreams are like a picture scroll that is slowly rolled up, born from nothingness, and extinguished from nothingness, just when Xuandu opens his eyes on the iceberg in the North Sea, everything only exists in the memories of the three existences.

It is also a dream and a reality, like a virtual reality.

Under the dark stream, on the deepest low mountain, the Taoist sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain did not open his eyes, and a little smile crossed the corners of his mouth.

And in the Chaos Clock, where the speed of the years is very different, Yang Jian opened his eyes and was stunned for a while, and as soon as the wind blew from somewhere, he felt cold all over his body, and his clothes behind him were even soaked with cold sweat.

Facing the strongest, even if there is dream protection, it still makes Yang Jian's body 'terrifying'.

The 'ordinary person' with an extraordinary demeanor appeared in front of him, and the demon god who seemed to be able to devour the sky and the earth appeared, and the cruel words of the other party echoed in his heart......

This is a strong enemy that loses both sides of the plate, and it is also the big enemy that Hong Huang will face immediately.

And such an opponent, there are a full eight, and even the first one to appear, is the most unbearable and incompetent of the nine supreme powers.

How should I pass this hurdle?

Yang Jian sat there with a long sigh, and after sitting down, he couldn't help but be stunned, but he entered the cultivation a little faster than before.

He didn't tell the saints what he saw in his dreams, first, he was afraid of demoralizing himself, second, he was afraid of causing trouble to Master Xuandu, and thirdly, what he saw was not much different from what the saints expected.

Since ancient times, the powerful and supernatural people who have passed away in heaven and earth actually have a rough base, if these beings are brought back to the flood by the strongest, the enemy they want to face can actually roughly guess eight or nine.

I hope there won't be a witch clan among them, otherwise the blood of the gods will become the enemy of the wilderness, which is too ironic.

These are a little uncertain, but Yang Jian faintly noticed that under the shape of the evil ghost and fierce beast, there was a faint aura similar to that of the eldest sister of Houtu.

That's it, anyway......

And the battle is.