The Great Dream God

The bluebird stands side by side with the blue clouds, their postures as tall and straight as proud pine trees, like two majestic and towering peaks towering into the clouds, standing between the vast heaven and earth, magnificent and shocking.

Their eyes revealed an unwavering belief, which was like a sharp arrow that pierced through the heavy clouds, reaching deep into people's hearts with an indomitable determination, making people tremble.

Their bravery and fearlessness are like a burning flame, hot and dazzling, and cannot be ignored. At this moment, they are in sync with each other, and their tacit cooperation is as natural and harmonious as the fusion of water and milk. They are like a surging and unstoppable torrent, rushing forward without hesitation towards the unknown and mysterious front, fearless and determined.

Qingyun slowly closed his eyes, and in an instant, a dazzling light burst out from his body. The light was as brilliant as a rainbow, as if countless bright stars gathered together to weave a beautiful and dreamlike picture. The gorgeous colors intertwined with each other, as colorful as the sunset in the sky, and the degree of its gorgeousness was breathtaking, as if all the beauty in the world gathered here. With the surge of his thoughts, the light gradually condensed, slowly took shape, and finally turned into a light shield like a dreamland. This light shield is shaped like a pocket, but it contains unfathomable mysterious power. It emits a soft and warm light, which seems to be the guardian power from ancient times, sacred and solemn, which makes people feel awe.

In the vast mid-air, countless fragments shone like stars, flashing a dreamy light. Those lights were colorful, like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky, and like the mysterious pearls shining in the deep sea. They seemed to contain some kind of indescribable mysterious energy, making this space filled with a mysterious atmosphere, like a mysterious magic world. The light shield formed by Qingyun was like an extremely powerful gravitational field, with endless attraction, slowly attracting those fragments and taking them in one by one. The light and fragments in the light shield intertwined and merged with each other, blooming with a dreamlike brilliance, as if the chaotic scene at the beginning of the universe was reproduced here.

The elderly people, like a surging and magnificent tide, swarmed towards the fragments in front of them that were emitting a hazy, mysterious, and dreamy light, like ants.

Their numbers are as numerous as the twinkling stars in the vast night sky, densely packed and countless, like a brilliant galaxy pouring down on the world.

However, the long years are like a ruthless chisel, carving out deep wrinkles on their faces; they are also like heavy shackles, leaving indelible marks on their bodies, making their movements slow and difficult. Every step they take seems to be carrying a heavy burden, making it difficult to move forward.

One by one, the old men moved forward slowly with steps as heavy as lead.

They stretched out their lifeless hands that were like dry branches. Those hands seemed to have lost their former vitality and brilliance in the long years of grinding. But at this moment, they tried their best to grab the fragments of the divine stone that were floating freely and vaguely in the air.

Their eyes revealed an uncontrollable greed, which seemed like a bottomless abyss, as if the fragments contained the most rare and precious treasure in the world, which was enough to make them crazy and desperate for it, even at the cost of abandoning all morals and conscience.

When they finally got their hands on the fragment of the magic stone after going through untold hardships, they began to eagerly and impatiently absorb the mysterious energy contained in it.

Their expressions were full of desire and eagerness, as if this moment was the one they had been waiting for all their lives.

At that moment, brilliant and magnificent golden light burst out from their bodies. The light was so dazzling, like a series of scorching and brilliant suns, dazzling and dazzling.

The dazzling golden light illuminated their faces, which were full of traces of the vicissitudes of time. Every wrinkle appeared particularly clear under the reflection of the golden light, as if silently telling the ups and downs, joys and sorrows they had experienced.

At the same time, this light also reflects their endless desire and persistent pursuit of powerful strength. Under the shroud of this glittering and dazzling golden light, they seem to have been reborn, immersed in the extreme pleasure brought by the powerful energy.

Their bodies and minds were filled with this powerful force, as if they were in a dreamlike wonderland, enjoying this unprecedented wonderful feeling to the fullest, as if all the troubles and fatigue in the world disappeared at this moment, leaving only endless beauty and satisfaction.

The two groups of people rushed towards the last fragment of the sacred stone like two lightning bolts that streaked across the sky. They were agile and swift, like the most agile hunters in the world, determined to take this precious treasure into their pockets.

Finally, they succeeded in holding the last fragment of the divine stone in their hands. Instantly, the air seemed to freeze, and a tense atmosphere spread. Immediately, their eyes were like sharp swords, with icy coldness and firm determination, intertwining and colliding with each other. The power contained in those eyes seemed to be able to tear the void, making people shudder.

The eyes of Qingniao and Qingyun were burning with anger. The blazing flames were like the fire from hell, and seemed to burn everything in the world. Their eyes were full of resentment and determination, which was a fight against injustice and a rejection of evil. They stared at the old men in the Senate, and their eyes seemed to be spewing out substantial flames to completely devour them.

The elders in the Senate also glared back at the two brave men from the Green Bird Clan without showing any weakness.

Their eyes were also burning with the raging flames of greed and desire; the flames were hot and crazy, as if they wanted to draw the entire world into them, just to satisfy their endless selfish desires.

Driven by this absolute interest, people on both sides were like ferocious beasts with red eyes, with only one thought in their minds: to take what the other party has at the moment for themselves!

So they acted without hesitation. A brutal struggle began, sweeping in like a doomsday storm, destroying everything that stood in its way.

The two sides launched a frenzied attack, their moves were extremely fierce, and the killing intent filled the world. Every attack carried the power of destruction, as if to completely wipe out the other side from this world.

Every shout was filled with endless anger, and that anger was like a surging wave, impacting the hearts of everyone present.

In this chaotic battlefield, swords flashed and shadows clashed, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

Blood splattered like a fountain, dyeing the earth red and also dyeing people's vision red.

Every movement is full of the beauty of strength and speed, but also carries endless cruelty and bloodiness.

With their tenacious will and extraordinary strength, Qingque and Qingniao galloped across this bloody battlefield. Their figures were as erratic as ghosts, making them hard to grasp.

Their movements were fluid and agile, as if they were dancing on the brink of death, yet with a deadly beauty.

The weapons in their hands turned into messengers of death, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the old men in the Senate.