If he only entered the peak ability of the micro level, Haoren was not very worried. After all, he had already had the experience of fighting with the Nightmare God. Strictly speaking, he was still in a human realm and could not win the opponent in the peak realm. But he had golden fingers. The mysterious gift left by the Beauty Dream God has not been used yet. At worst, he could use it.

Thinking of this, Haoren was naturally not afraid, but Yardomi and others behind him changed their color. The strength of the Lich King was still beyond their imagination. The strength of the micro-level peak was enough to sweep the wormhole space.

"I'll do it later..." Haoren was about to let the others retreat first. Those who did not reach enough strength would be in the way of staying here. However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard a harsh roar. Looking back, he saw the black knight holding the ice blue sword in his hand. The sudden burst of blue light spread to hundreds of meters around, and around there were nearly a thousand remaining demons. Under this extremely cold force, they had no power to resist at all.

A thin layer of ice formed on the surface of the demon and soon surrounded it tightly. The black knight opened his mouth and suddenly countless black auras rushed out, turning into chains in the air, piercing the ice layer condensed by the demon, and then hooking it into his body.

Countless demons turned into energy again, flowing into the body of the Black Knight in an interlaced manner. In just a few minutes, this guy actually swallowed all the demons around him. Soon the black Knight's body became more burly and tall, and the azure blue frost sadness seemed even colder.

Haoren frowned. If the Lich King just now was only at the peak of the micro level, then the Black Knight had completely surpassed the micro level level. No matter what realm it was, it was definitely not the height he could look up to now.

"It seems to be getting a little trouble!" Haoren vomited out the turbid air and smiled bitterly in his heart. The outcome of this battle is really hard to say.

Even now, Haoren still does not intend to give up. Since he is standing here, this battle is inevitable. Moreover, to be more important, the Lich King is a high-level demon. Sooner or later, it will appear on earth. If he cannot defeat his opponent, death will only be a matter of time.

After understanding this, Haoren's hand holding the hilt of the sword became more and more determined, and the good man was activated at all times. All his skills were activated without any reservation. In the state of the Supreme Sword Technique, he began to accumulate sword energy. If he wanted to defeat the Lich King, he could only rely on this strongest blow.

However, Haoren underestimated the strength of the Lich King. After absorbing the demons, the Lich King's strength was far above him. When Frost Sadness was raised again, the cold sword light instantly covered the entire space. Even the elves and beasts who were defending layers of layers in the fortress were frozen in an instant. At this moment, the entire space was silent, except for countless ice sculptures that allowed the cold wind to whistle.

Are you going to die?

The moment before being frozen, Haoren's mind had the idea of ​​death for the first time. Unexpectedly, he did not have much fear. Maybe he was too tired to struggle in this doomsday, or maybe he was too heavy to lead the future. In short, Haoren felt very at ease in an instant.

However, soon countless familiar figures floated by in my heart, Xia Fei, Qin Yang, Yang Feng... Maybe he was very tired, but at least he was not fighting alone. He still had his own companions and had the expectations of glorious countless people. If he died, he could not imagine what the fate of these people would be.

Can't die!

Absolutely not!

The ice crystals had already spread from Haoren's feet, and along the body, it was about to cover the top of his head, and Haoren finally opened his eyes again, and the mysterious gift that Meimeng God gave before leaving was finally opened.

Silence, dead silence.

Regarding what the gift given by the God of Dreams was, Haoren had imagined countless possibilities, which could be artifacts, super skills, or the feeling of experiencing the infinite skills again, but none of them were. When the golden core given by the God of Dreams opened, the whole world suddenly became extremely quiet. The wind stopped, and the blizzard solidified in the air without going up or down. The black knight who raised the sadness of frost in the distance stood quietly in place without moving.

Everything seems so weird.

"What the hell happened?" Haoren looked confused.

"The God of Dreams actually handed over his core to you, I really couldn't imagine!" A familiar voice came out of nowhere, followed by a beam of light that tore through the space. Dreamy's pretty and cute figure jumped from the void and appeared in front of her.

"Dream! Why are you here?"

"I said that I have all the abilities, including space, and I really didn't expect that the saint of the fifth civilization would actually open up an independent space. If I hadn't relied on the core of the God of Dreams to locate, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found it here." Menghuan looked around and finally stopped her gaze on the black knight not far away, and then floated over.

"Be careful! This guy is very strong!" Haoren couldn't help but remind him immediately.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a purple light shot out between Menghuan's fingers. As the beam penetrated, the black knight's whole body turned into countless fragments. Menghuan curled her lips and hummed softly: "First of all, I don't take this micro-condensing strength seriously yet. Secondly, can't you understand how big the gift the beautiful dream god gave you? The time in this space has been completely frozen!"

Haoren opened his eyes wide in surprise. Indeed, everything here was too quiet, as if time had been still here. He asked, "What is Ningwei?"

"In layman's terms, the level above the micro level is to directly destroy objects at the atomic level. This is a stronger force than molecules. Only those who have mastered this power can truly be considered qualified to enter the universe."

"universe?"

Fanhuan turned around, looked at the towering fortress, and sighed: "By the way, I will tell you a bad news. Just when I arrived here, the seal of the demons had been untied in advance. We finally underestimated the dark world, or the saints underestimated the dark world. They sealed the demons, but unexpectedly awakened the Dark King who was sleeping in the deepest part of the darkness. With the help of the Dark King, the seal had been untied."

"What! No, I want to go back immediately!" Haoren immediately became anxious.

"What's the use of going back now? With your strength that has not even reached the peak of the micro level, who can you deal with!" Fantasy asked.

Haoren immediately fell asleep.

"This is the best gift left to you by the God of Dreams. Cherish it. Time here will be almost infinitely stagnant. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Unlimited time." Haoren murmured a few times, as if he understood: "Do you want me to practice here?"

"That's right. I think this is also the idea of ​​the God of Dreams. There are not many opportunities. Only the core of the God of Dreams and the God of Nightmare can be achieved by combining it with the sand of time. However, if you lose the core, even a being like the God of Dreams may not have much lifespan!" Menghuan sighed slightly, then disappeared again, and only his last sentence was left in the air.

"Give you an infinite time. When you break through to the realm of heaven, come back. Otherwise, it would be better to stay in this space forever! And during this period, I will try my best to hold the Dark King as much as possible!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!