At the same time, within the dome realm, Qingming was frowning and waiting silently.
At this time, three breaths have passed. Regardless of Yuan Mengzi's success or failure, there should be a result.
She knew that her uncle was best at the Dreamless Mind Seduction and was proficient in the Avenue of Dreams.
You may not be very good at melee combat, but if you are hit by this mental illusion technique, you are basically hopeless.
Even if Gao Yuan Mengzi is half a state, he will be tortured to death by various means in the hallucination dream.
He is also very good at group battles and has the most outstanding record. Before he could break through to the divine realm, he dragged several of the same level of fairyland into his dream. One person died and several others were seriously injured and escaped.
Therefore, this talent will be selected by more than a dozen holy realms from the Tao sect to take charge of the Tao Spirit Vault Realm on the eve of the start of the spiritual tide.
Since Zong Shou has fallen into the dreamless mind, he should be dead or not alive at this moment.
Therefore, what she is most worried about now is whether Wu Mengzi can return safely this time -
After the fourth breath passed, Qingming felt inexplicably anxious, wishing to step out of the realm again to see what happened.
But he could only force himself to suppress it and continue to wait. But at this moment, a frightening feeling suddenly rose in his chest.
Qingming suddenly raised his head, looking into the distance with a slightly dazed expression.
—What on earth happened? A sense of ominousness permeated my heart.
At the same time that Zong Shou fell into a dream, Shui Lingbo also felt something for the first time.
His expression was solemn, and thunder patterns flashed between his eyebrows. Subconsciously, he used huge rays of lightning to protect Zong Shou's body.
When the scarlet red flames dispersed, Shui Lingbo's thoughts responded.
Only then did she realize that Zong Shou's responses were definitely slower than hers.
Those eighteen silver ants dispersed immediately. A silver network was formed, sealing off all the space within a thousand feet.
Han Xi and Xiao Jin were on the left and right. Hovering on both sides of Zong Shou. He looked alert and didn't give anyone a chance.
Shui Lingbo felt even more solemn in his heart. With a deep murderous intention, he glanced at the figure on the lonely cliff a hundred miles away.
Then he sighed slightly, this Yuan Mengzi was really trying his best.
——There was nothing she could do about such a confrontation. Want to help. There is no way to help. I can only sit aside and wait for the results.
The worry in my heart can only come after a few breaths. Shui Lingbo's brows slightly lifted and his smile resumed.
Although Zong Shou looked miserable at this moment, a stream of blood overflowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. There were a lot of blood spots oozing from the pores of the skin all over his body.
But one can feel that its energy has not declined, but is still as strong as ever.
The soul thought Yuan Mengzi seemed to have changed slightly under the pressure. It turned out to be full of life. It's like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time is about to erupt!
Shui Lingbo suddenly felt at ease, and the corners of his lips raised again.
Know that the longer time drags on. Zong Shou's life will be safer.
Since that guy has been holding on until now, he has not died. Then at this time, it was Yuan Mengzi's turn to be in trouble.
Ah!
-The bodies of the gods died, this time the elders of the Dao Ling Qiong realm. I'm afraid it will be real and heartbreaking!
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At this time, in the misty dream, Yuan Mengzi was roaring.
"The aura of the Holy King? How could it be the Holy King?"
It was full of disbelief and surprise. It was simply unbelievable to see this scene in front of me.
The mighty white energy like a dragon swept away in all directions. Sweep away all the "ink" in this dream space.
As long as there is a slight contact, all the ice will disappear and disintegrate.
Those filthy and evil things that he had attracted by his dreamless mind seemed to be seeing their doom at this moment. They were all scrambling to escape. There is no longer the ferocious momentum that can swallow everything. I tried my best to escape from this dream.
But there are still many who failed to escape in time and collapsed and dissipated under the impact of the white energy.
Yuan Mengzi looked at it subconsciously again. The fiery red unicorn transformed from that 'earth dog'.
Not an illusion, but the real body! It's not like Zong Shou, an image formed from his own blood.
The holy beast Qilin, accompanied by the three holy emperors in ancient times—
Looking up again, the silver-white dragon shadow has clearly reached the divine realm.
Yuan Mengzi couldn't help but feel dry again.
This is the sacred beast that protects the country!
It turns out that this time, from beginning to end, I didn’t even have the slightest chance!
Zong Shou was also slightly confused, looking around him.
His "black and white holes" haven't even started to be used yet. These deadly and dangerous evil monsters have already dispersed.
I thought to myself that this was the 'sacred king's energy' that 'Tan Qiu' saw in the Yinlong Valley that day
Despite all the evil inflicted on the body, it still has this function -
As soon as he had this thought, there was a huge silver-white dragon shadow flying past him.
Looking carefully, he looked vaguely familiar. It wasn't until the next moment that I suddenly remembered.
Isn't this the Yin dragon that occupied the magpie's nest, forcibly occupied his Abi throne, and was called the holy beast that protects the country by Kong Rui
The dragon's tail flicked, and although it was in a dream, it still aroused waves of soul power.
Zong Shou's figure was involuntarily thrown back more than ten feet.
And the Yin Dragon accelerated again! He grabbed the chance to get in front of Xiaori and suddenly collided with the three soul needles.
Zheng!
There was a thunderous sound, and soul power rippled. This dream world collapsed almost instantly.
Zong Shou looked at it and saw that the Yin Dragon in front of him was unharmed.
However, the three soul needles were not scattered. He forced his way through the silver-white dragon's blockage and still stabbed at him quickly.
But the power was reduced by most of it.
Then Xiaori took action, with flames blazing and a claw in the air. Shoot one of them apart by force.
Seeing the two soul arrays approaching in the blink of an eye, Zong Shou was neither surprised nor happy, and raised his brows lightly.
If it were before, he would still be jealous, and there would be a half chance of dying under this soul needle.
Now that all his evil power has been dissipated, and blocked by the Yin Dragon, his power is already less than 30%.
These two soul needles, which were only close at hand, could only seriously injure him at most, and there was no danger of his death.
At this moment, what he was thinking about the most was how to keep this Yuan Mengzi—
It is rude to come and not reciprocate! Those who kill will always be killed!
Just a brief thought. Zong Shou did not hesitate. Continue to manifest the black and white Dharma in dreams.
The blue mirror behind the head also shines blue light in all directions!
Just like a bright blue moon, this dream world that is about to collapse instantly freezes!
Everything is fixed. The shattered dream fragments returned to their original positions. Restore patchwork. It’s still the snow-white world.
Under the "suppression" of the fantasy state of mind, it became infinitely stronger than before.
All the evil spirits and nightmares that I had finally escaped from before were hard to come by. In panic, he was forcefully sucked back.
Even Yuan Mengzi's figure was fixed.
It was less than one percent of an instant, but in Zong Shou's eyes, it was enough.
The long sword mixed with blood and golden light fell into his hand, and then he swung it forward fiercely!
The darkness of Yuan Yi!
A little black light. It shines at the tip of the sword. Taking all the two soul needles into it, they are also devouring this dream. everything.
Zong Shou also felt that his soul was almost bursting from the absorbed alien soul power. He had to exert all his strength to control it. He was secretly frightened. This divine realm attack with all his strength was indeed extraordinary!
I had underestimated it before. Without this silver dragon, the possibility of his death should be 70%!
At this moment, the black hole absorbs. It's not just two soul needles.
-In this dream, all the soul power scattered after the evil spirits were destroyed was also forcibly extracted.
The black light dissipated, and then came the white light of Yuan Yi!
Take the sword in your hand. Throw it hard. A streak of white light shuttled in the direction of Yuan Mengzi.
The silver-white giant dragon was a bit faster and caught up to him early. Embedded with immeasurable silver-white holy power. Bump forward.
Yuan Mengzi's soul also turned into a hundred-foot-long giant beast at this time, blocking the arms in front of him.
There was a huge earthquake, and the entire world collapsed once again.
The silver dragon rolled back, but Yuan Mengzi just grunted and continued to leave.
At the same time, a wave of extremely angry and murderous thoughts spread out in all directions uncontrollably.
How can this be tolerated? How can you be willing to do so
Not only did he fail to kill this sect's henchman, but he actually put himself in a desperate situation.
Ao Kun's mind energy machine was getting closer and closer, and it was almost breaking into the cloud world. You can get there in an instant.
The sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger. There was even a strong sense of unwillingness rising in my heart. The fighting spirit rises and I don't feel discouraged.
Yuan Mengzi still has a few glimmers of hope!
"Holy King?"
With a sneer, Yuan Mengzi glanced at Zong Shou in the distance, with murderous intent growing deeper in her eyes.
This is the mortal enemy of the God Emperor! Taoist catastrophe!
Then he saw a little white light, approaching with an aura that was not inferior to any of his previous soul needles.
Like a white meteor, even in this pure white dreamland, it looks extremely brilliant!
The surroundings above and below were gradually filled with white light.
Yuan Mengzi's strong will finally wavered.
How could this be
Thinking back to the previous scene where the entire dream world was bleak.
Yuan Mengzi's soul was even more agitated, and she couldn't help herself at this moment.
"You are infinite—"
The white light had arrived, and Yuan Mengzi flicked it with just one finger. The two soul powers collided and clashed, and after a moment of stalemate, the white light dissipated.
Yuan Mengzi groaned again, but his thoughts finally escaped from this dream.
Zong Shou saw this and felt no regret. I just sighed secretly, this powerful man in the divine realm is indeed tyrannical.
He used the other's method to treat his body, but this blow only delayed Yuan Mengzi for a moment and failed to hurt him at all.
The dream dissipates and the thoughts return.
The scene before Zong Shou had returned to the real world. Then he saw a huge dragon claw descending from a hundred miles away.
A figure below was twisting and flickering, as if trying to escape. But he was tightly bound by a force and could not escape.
Then there was a loud roar. Dust was flying within thousands of miles.