Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The people in the Linglong world have made great progress in their cultivation.

Fang Yingya was already at the peak of the gods, Ren Huanting, Jin Mu, Chen Deruo, and Yongrong had successfully advanced to the early stage of the God King, Xiao Fluttershy and Shui Xiang had reached the peak of the God King, and Jia Ning was at the beginning of the God Emperor. And the highest cultivation is still Ye Tianmei, who is already at the peak of the God Emperor.

On the other hand, in the sea of divine essence, the sea has fallen nine thousand zhang, but the golden rain is still in the middle stage of the god. But Zhao Xiangjun, who was guarding Jin Yu's side, had a very clear premonition that Jin Yu's breakthrough was just around the corner!

Sure enough, Zhao Xiangjun's thoughts fell, and on the sea of divine essence, the devouring vortex with a diameter of 10,000 miles suddenly collapsed downward, and the edge expanded rapidly, forming a huge vortex with a diameter of 100,000 li.

The only remaining divine essence is disappearing at a terrifying speed, but it is just an hour, and in this sea of millions of miles of divine essence, it is already empty, and there is not a drop of divine essence left!

Jin Yu's body was like a sky-swallowing beast, completely draining the entire sea of divine essence!

Immediately, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiangjun, revealing a bright smile. Zhao Xiangjun also looked happy, and said softly: "Congratulations to Fujun, who has been promoted to the late stage of the Divine Venerable." ”

"Hahahaha!" Jin Yu laughed loudly, and as soon as he pulled Zhao Xiangjun's hand, the figures of the two flew up, standing above the sea of millions of miles of divine essence.

These fifty years of cultivation were like a blink of an eye compared to a long life, how short it was, but he had already cultivated to the late stage of the Divine Venerable.

At this time, Jin Yu was full of confidence, he firmly believed that he already had the strength to fight against the peak of the Divine Venerable.

"Xiangjun, let's go out. Jin Yu said softly.

The figures of the two flashed, and they were in front of the portal again. But to Jin Yu's embarrassment, he still couldn't pass through the portal. Xiangjun smiled, released a ray of light, wrapped the golden rain in it, and then the two of them easily walked out of the Taiwei Palace.

With a sweep of Jin Yu's divine sense, he found the sacred mountain where Zaiqiu cultivated. Zaiqiu instantly realized that it was Jin Yu who came out of the customs, so he immediately rushed out of the sacred mountain, and in a breath, he arrived in front of Jin Yu.

"Congratulations to Brother Jin for advancing to the late stage of the Divine Venerable!" Zaiqiu clenched his fists in shock.

Although he knew that Jin Yu's cultivation speed was against the sky, and he could be promoted to the late stage of the Divine Venerable in fifty years, he was still extremely shocked. He's been using it for 100,000 years.

Jin Yuhun asked nonchalantly, "The Yang God hasn't come back yet?"

"Yes. There has been no news from Yang Shen. But the strange thing is that the god of the Southern Continent armor did not come to retaliate. There seems to be something strange about this. Jaeqiu confessed his doubts.

After thinking about it for a while, Jin Yu felt that it might still have something to do with him. Jin Yu didn't want to delay any longer, and immediately said to Zaiqiu: "I'll go to Hokuriku to see Oneiroi now and find out what happened to Yang God." You can stay here and guard the Yang Temple. ”

"Yes. Jaeqiu said respectfully.

Zaiqiu understands that if Jin Yu in the middle stage of the Divine Venerable does not have the strength to fight against the Dream God, then now that Jin Yu has advanced to the late stage of the Divine Venerable, he must have the strength to fight. At the same time, it also means that even if the Yang God has fallen, the golden rain is enough to guard the Eastern Continent, and there will be no mistakes. His status is no different from that of the Yang God.

Immediately, Jin Yu and Zhao Xiangjun's figures flashed, and they disappeared without a trace.

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In the Temple of Dreams, it is also a million miles magnificent.

But those who do not enter the Temple of Dreams will never think that in this Temple of Dreams, there is no sea of divine essence at all, nor is there a drop of divine essence.

All of them here are top-grade Divine Spirit Grasses. It's like a million-mile medicine garden, full of divine grasses of various colors and attributes. Everything exudes a rich essence aura, and people feel that their cultivation is improving when they smell it.

At this time, among the flowers and plants, a slender figure wearing a light veil and a face shrouded in a cloud of mist was slowly pacing. It is like the white clouds floating in the sky, and every step is like stepping on an idle rhythm, elegant like a song that has been sung for hundreds of millions of years.

But in her eyes, there is a loneliness that spans eternity, like in a dream.

She is the dream god.

Oneiroi rolled his gaze as if inadvertently at a corner of the Oneiroi Temple. There, there was a large array of divine patterns, and in the middle of that large array, a young monk was imprisoned.

At this time, the young monk was sitting cross-legged, as if he had entered a deep meditation.

"Dead monk, fifty years have come, and the person you said has not come. ”

Oneiroi's murmuring voice spit out from her beautiful cherry lips, with a trace of the power of the law, directly into the god's pattern array, and blasted into the ear drum of the yang god, which shook the yang god's whole body.

Yang Shen finally opened his eyes, he smiled slightly, still looking like he was under control, and said gently: "Dream, are you scared?"

The Oneiroi was shocked, and an irrepressible murderous aura suddenly spread, as if a person had suddenly changed and turned into a world-shattering god, she said awe-inspiringly:

"Dead monk, are you looking for death?!"

Yang Shen's smile remained unchanged, and he still said lightly: "If you dare to kill me, the will of the master will inevitably descend and turn you into ashes." ”

Oneiroi didn't change his murderous aura, but his voice had inadvertently become sharp: "You said that no one came, so I can't blame me! I'll kill you now, even if it turns into ashes, I don't want to be a machine spirit again!"

The Yang God was silent for a moment, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes: "You are just a body of a machine spirit, your soul and the Extinction Fork are one, and you are destined to be controlled by the owner of the Extinction Fork." I still say the same thing, as long as you defeat him, it will prove that he is not qualified to be your master, and I will treat him as if I have never seen him, and I will never use the orders of the master to press you again. But if you lose, then you resign yourself to your fate. ”

Oneiroi's chest rose and fell slightly, and his heart stirred like the wind, and after a while, he slowly calmed down and murmured: "I'll wait another day, if he doesn't arrive, I'll kill you, and we'll destroy it together." ”

Yang Shen smiled slightly, with a slightly strange expression, and said softly: "Meng, he was out of the customs an hour ago, and it should be there now." Go out to meet him. ”

Oneiroi's eyes suddenly froze, and the murderous aura instantly condensed like frost, she suddenly turned around, and walked out of the Dream God Temple with a flash! And where she walked, all the god grass withered silently, turning into ashes, showing a carpet-like passage.

Out of the Temple of Dreams, her figure trembled slightly, and she immediately froze in the void.

I saw two figures in the sky, whistling like arrows, and in the blink of an eye, they reached thousands of miles in front of her. It's a man, a woman, two young people. The man's momentum is calm, and the woman's peerless enchantment stands proudly in the void hand in hand. Facing Oneiroi, he just looked carefully, but he was not afraid.

It was Jin Yu and Zhao Xiangjun who came.

Although the murderous aura of the Oneiroi can tear through the void, Jin Yu still salutes first and then soldiers, he smiled and hugged his fists and said: "Jin Yu and his wife Zhao Xiangjun are visiting, if you are offended, you have not yet dreamed of Haihan." ”

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