Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 881: 679: Grand Dream 3000 Chapter 680: Shocking the

Chapter 881: Chapter 679: Grand Dream 3000 Chapter 680: Shocking the World

Chapter 679 Big Dream Three Thousand Chapter 680 Shocking the World

Zhou Ping’an activated the Carefree Journey, and under the perfect level’s Wind Control, his figure moved seamlessly, making it impossible to lock onto him.

Whether it was Master Qingyang of the Pure Yang Sect or Pei Yuanhao, the Patriarch of the Pei Family, they possessed Divine Martial Realm offensive ans with power beyond limits but could barely pose any threat to him.

Just a slight misstep, they fell under Zhou Ping’an’s sky-covering divine skill’s trick of deceiving the heavens, and for a mont, they even forgot where the enemy was and who it was.

In an instant, their minds went blank.

On the spot, Zhou Ping’an decapitated them with one slash, dead beyond dead.

“Truly, this Ten Day Precious Mirror being able to support the Divine Martial Domain under the current spiritual energy situation is already quite remarkable. Of course, Pei Yuanhao’s extre chanism skill is akin to a high-tech cha from another world, and he could unleash the power of a nuclear explosion; another person might have died within his bombing range.”

After Zhou Ping’an’s four divine skills entered the realm of laws, he tested them slightly and was extrely satisfied.

He questioned himself, if even taboo weapons from the modern world could not lock onto him, how could he fear this Divine Martial Domain manifested with external forces and magical treasures?

No matter how strong the Divine Martial Domain was, it ultimately depended on who was using it.

Just as a trace of satisfaction surfaced in his heart, Zhou Ping’an seed to envision himself advancing unhindered to Xijing, overturning the Xiao Family, and suppressing this world…

He even saw himself wearing a dragon robe, with unparalleled qi fortune.

“Hmph…”

A spiritual attack, still a dream-weaving technique at the Divine Martial Realm level.

To think it could stir my emotions, making daydream, even the Yin Yang Mirror couldn’t block it.

No, this is a dream awakening technique, comprehending the mortal world, tempering the will, it counts as a beneficial act, therefore, the Yin Yang Mirror does not obstruct, the treasure is sentient, and judges whether the other’s actions are beneficial or harmful to the self.

Malicious nightmares will be intercepted, while beautiful dream heart refinent is completely ignored.

Is this a yellow millet dream, or a big dream three thousand?

Zhou Ping’an sneered coldly, and in his mind, a clear light erged, actively breaking away from the worldly dream, using Overturning Sea, a towering knife wave erged from the void.

Two muffled sounds echoed.

A middle-aged monk with a sorrowful face dressed in gray monk robes exploded into powder in the north, dispersing like a bubble shadow.

Imdiately, in the puppet army ten li away, a puppet soldier’s body also trembled slightly, and almost simultaneously, it cracked and shattered into powder.

“Dharma form avatar, dream bubble shadow, quite the monk.”

Zhou Ping’an’s eyes turned cold, his figure swayed, rging with the wind, transforming into a faint green stream of light, crossing over a hundred li in a breath, chasing a faint discernible trace of energy to the edge of the Luoshui River.

He already knew who exactly was the monk that just appeared at the Pei Family’s castle.

A practitioner of dream weaving techniques, capable of dreaming during the day and influencing the mind silently and soundlessly, naturally, is an expert from the Buddha Sect’s Heart Image Sect, one of the Three Buddhist Sects: Fantian, Heart Image, and Secret Wheel.

According to the information Green Lady gathered, now in the West Capital City, besides the Ten Great Forbidden Armies’ Ten Great Divine Generals, the Xiao Family also has three to five trump cards capable of temporarily exhibiting Divine Martial Realm strength using pocket world magical treasures.

Moreover, the Pure Yang Sect and Heart Image Sect, one Buddhist and one Taoist power, each spread their teachings in the Capital City, protecting the royal family, and the Chunyang Palace and Wanfa Temple also have flourishing incense.

Having just slain a Taoist from the Pure Yang Sect, another monk appeared with a feint and imdiately fled, using the dream bubble shadow and Shrinking Ground to Inches—an ultimate escape Buddhist technique combination. There’s no need to ask; this must be a high monk from the Heart Image Sect who specializes in the Big Dream Three Thousand.

Is it Zen Master Yun ng or Monk Yun Hai?

They are even more troubleso than the late-stage Dharma Manifestation Taoist from the Chunyang Palace who can use Divine Martial Realm secret techniques.

But fortunately, his Carefree Journey is cultivated more deeply, more troubleso than them.

In front, the frantically fleeing Zen Master Yun ng was silently lanting, only feeling a chill on his neck.

“Bodhisattva, this ti, this humble monk may not make it. If I had known, I wouldn’t have waded into these muddy waters…”

Shrinking the ground to inches, fifty li in one step, was already the final life-saving skill used by Zen Master Yun ng with the Ten Thousand Dharma Beads on his chest.

He stepped two steps and shattered a bead.

Thinking, if he continued fleeing like this, the beads might run out before reaching the Capital City.

After all, the spiritual energy is insufficient.

He himself is not truly at the Divine Martial Realm.

Using skills beyond the limit, he couldn’t sustain it for long.

But why?

Behind him, Zhou Ping’an, on the other hand, seed like a fish in water, effortlessly reaching Divine Martial Realm combat power in an environnt lacking spiritual energy?

Even more, these are not ordinary divine martial ans, a hundred li in a breath, traveling with Wind Control, it’s simply cheating.

He couldn’t understand.

Only feeling a great calamity approaching.

He had no choice but to use all his strength to escape.

“If this continues, I’m sure to die. I can only run towards Luoshui. General Lu, General Li, I hope your skills are formidable enough, apologies, apologies.”

Crossing the surging River, he blinked and saw two distant armies advancing slowly.

One with a dragon flag like blood.

One with wind wings ablaze…

“Lu Zijing, Zheng Tong, two generals, please lend a hand, slaying the rebel Zhou Ping’an.”

The monk’s loud shout shook the mountain plains, slightly quivering and swaying the hearts.

The two armies, totaling forty thousand infantry and cavalry, simultaneously looked up.

“It’s Zen Master Yun ng, is this… fleeing?”