The headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance gathered four martial gods, as well as more than 100 eight-star warriors, seven-star and six-star warriors. The most important question in front of them now is whether Xu Bailuan will save them.

"Xu Wushen is the strongest among us. If he dies, it will not only hurt our morale, but our strength will also lag behind the Tianji in the next battle." Odin said to Zhang Wuji and the others.

"But now it is obviously a game set up by the Tianji. If we save people with great fanfare and fall into the Tianji trap, the consequences will be unimaginable.

No one here will be willing to die, but what should we do if we die?” Hera said to everyone.

In the end, everyone's eyes remained on Zhang Wuji's face. Whether to save him or not, he was waiting for him to make an idea.

Wang Chao had commented on Zhang Wuji before, and Zhiduo was almost a demon!

So Zhang Wuji is doing it, and they are mainly responsible for doing it. However, now Zhang Wuji has a combat planning department under his command.

They are all the most genius guys in humanity. At this time, they are discussing and preparing to come up with a feasible solution.

Human beings have reached a dangerous moment, but Changle is still in a dream.

He met Lao Yu, and this time he killed Sun Hao cleanly as soon as he met, and Lao Yu finally died. The master became the leader of the Five Mountains, and Huashan finally carried forward in his hands.

"Fake is fake after all." Changle shook his head sarcastically and looked up at the sky.

A pair of slender eyes appeared in the sky, "Are you actually awake?"

"No, I was cheated at the beginning. But I still woke up after a while." Changle sat cross-legged in the air and said to him. "Will you bear the beating?"

"I am a saint!"

"I'll ask you if you take the beating?"

"court death!"

After he finished speaking, countless pairs of eyes appeared in the sky.

There are Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, Qiao Feng, Xiaoman, Xu Fu, Master, Ning Que...

They looked at Changle coldly.

If ordinary people had been devastated by these eyes, their minds would be broken, but Changle would also look in their eyes.

He smiled and said, "I hope you can bear the beat!"

After saying that, Changle jumped to the sky and punched hard at the sky. A giant dragon appeared on his fist. The giant dragon roared and tore open the sky, and his ruthless eyes.

Finally, Changle saw the true body of the Nightmare Saint.

This is a giant three feet tall, with only a pair of slender eyes on his face and nothing else.

"Wang Chao's successor is still a little capable." He said sarcastically. With a wave of his hand, countless dreams appeared in front of him, "Come on, die slowly in this endless dream!"

The nightmare saint is good at killing people with dreams!

The dream was like a sharp sword, flying towards Changle.

As long as you are shot in a dream, you will be trapped in it. Sink in the dream he controls and eventually die.

But those dreams that were flying in, Changle broke with one punch.

"A saint will not have only such pediatrics." Changle said sarcastically.

The Nightmare Saint's Nightmare Art is really a killing invisible way. Even if the Martial God is pulled into a dream by him, he is in danger of falling. But when he encounters the monster Changle, what can he say?

His dream sword had no effect on Changle at all, and Changle finally arrived in front of him. Facing the nightmare saint who was more than three feet tall, Changle seemed very small.

However, when Changle's fist hit him, he was directly smashed over.

"It doesn't seem to be very beaten." Changle raised him up and then smashed him to the ground hard.

The Nightmare Saint quickly blocked Changle with a pile of dark nightmare walls, but Changle rushed over without hesitation.

"How come men are afraid of a few nightmares?" Changle broke the dark nightmare walls, and then punched the nightmare saint hard on the slender eyes of the nightmare saint.

Those eyes are his weakness!

“Ah~”

Changle's fist is not that gentle. Even if the saint punches him, he can still feel pain. After the nightmare saint's nightmare technique is useless to Changle, he can only passively be beaten.

Changle's fist just now made him feel threatened, "You are the God of Martial Arts!"

They knew that Wang Chao's successor was very strong, but they didn't expect that Wang Chao's successor would be the God of Martial Arts.

"No, I am not a martial god yet." Changle smiled and shook his head. To become a martial god, you must awaken your master's talent, but Changle seems to have no master's talent until now.

The capital of the Martial Immortal should be the master's talent, but Changle didn't know why. He felt that his master's talent was not it, so Changle was not in a hurry, and there was no need to worry about such things.

"How is it possible! How could an eight-star warrior threaten the saint!" The Nightmare Saint felt insulted.

"I'm not eight stars, either," Changle said with a smile. "I should be considered... no stars.

Come, try this trick!"

A dazzling sun rose behind Changle.

The nightmare saint's head cracked open, and he began to absorb all nightmare crazily.

A beautiful dream! Nightmare! Human! God's!

Whenever those dreams enter his body, he always makes moans.

Changle took a look at him disgustedly. Everyone was rubbing their ultimate moves. Why did you make such a sound?

The body of the Nightmare Saint began to gradually become smaller, and he stopped until about two meters, and he devoured countless dreams.

Now he is so powerful that the space around him is distorted.

"You deserve to die human!"

"Is that true!" The sun behind Changle was held in his hand by him. "Come on! Touch it."

Changle threw out the huge sun in his hand fiercely, but the Nightmare Saint blocked the sun with his hand. The high temperature from the sun did not cause much damage to him.

"You made me look so ugly, and you also made me fight in this damn way. Now you can die!"

He thought of crushing the sun and killing Changle.

But when his hands began to work hard, the sun was still moving and became hotter and hotter.

"Your arrogance will kill you." Changle said to him.

"This sentence should be given to you! You are not a martial god yet!" The Nightmare Saint was very concerned about being forced to do this by a guy who is not a martial god yet.

"Yeah?

burst!"

Changle said to the sun.

The sun actually directly enveloped the Nightmare Saint, and then exploded violently. The dreams in his body were blown up everywhere.

"Look, it's actually very stupid to be powerful in this way." Changle smiled and pulled out a long sword from the void.

But when Changle's sword was halfway through, the Nightmare Saint disappeared.

"Remember that I will let you die in your dream next time!"
Chapter completed!