Chapter 742: Wan Xie Mo Jia

After being slightly startled, Yuan Mengzi's eyes moved to Zong Shou's shoulder, that little dog.

It can be confirmed that this is not transformed by Zong Shou's consciousness, but that Zong Shou's guardian spirit pet forcibly invaded the dream he wove.

I don't know where it came from, but there is such a miracle——

Immediately Yuan Mengzi smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Although I haven't identified what kind of species it is, but in this world, there are many spirit beasts who are proficient in illusion and can even sneak into other people's dreams, such as nightmare demons, sleepy spirit lions and the like. Even in the cloud world, it is not uncommon.

In ancient times, there were several kinds of divine beasts, which were famous for this way and left many blood descendants in the cloud world.

This spirit beast is nothing more than that!

After only one glance, Yuan Mengzi didn't care, and once again looked at Zongshou, and then sighed.

"What's the matter, my lord? You have pushed this deity to a corner today, so this deity has to do his best to put the monarch to death! In a situation where both sides will suffer, the only way is to take advantage of others—"

Zong Shou was delighted when he heard it, only then did he realize that both sides were hurting, did they benefit others?

A year ago, in the eyes of Daozong, he and Qian Tianshan were probably not considered at all, thinking that they could be crushed easily. It is also expected that his Zongshou will be defeated in front of the night demon army.

Otherwise, why would he do such a stabbing thing in the back?

Even after the seven thousand Zilinyan spear cavalry and a set of real martial arts sword formations were destroyed by him for a year, these people did not change much towards him and Qian Tianshan.

He thought that he would keep his clan and let others slaughter him. Qiantian Mountain is also like a sand city, which can be pushed down as soon as it is pushed.

It is only necessary to recall more disciples and more monks from the fairyland from the outer domain. You can get back your family's face, and you can wipe out his confidant's big trouble.

Three days ago, although it was a peace talk. However, he just wanted to buy more time for the Dao Lingqiu Realm.

Never give up. The plan to kill Zong Shou. Ordinary methods won't work, most of the time he chooses to cross the catastrophe.

It is self-evident why Huayun and Longxuan, the two holy realms, returned to the cloud realm.

Even if you want to come at this time. I still feel aggrieved and resentful in my chest.

That being the case, why should he hold back?

This is a battle between life and death! There is no room for weakness, and no hesitation!

--but. This Yuan Mengzi was so decisive, it was really beyond his expectation.

In such a situation, it seems that this great power in the Dao Lingqiong Realm really does not hesitate to die, and wants to kill him here!

Shui Lingbo has a crow's mouth! She actually hit the mark.

It never occurred to him that this Yuan Mengzi would not shoot directly as he expected. Instead, he chose the mental confrontation that he is least good at, fighting in dreams.

Shaking his head slightly, Zong Shou thought. It was back to quietness again.

No moving, no joy, no sorrow.

"You and I, today is either your life or your death alone. You don't have much time, so why bother talking nonsense?"

Feel free to shake the hand. It was a blood-red long sword in his hand. This is the sword spirit of the Nameless Sword——

Then came the manifestation of the 'heart image', first the sea of ​​souls like a brilliant starry sky, and then the eighteen runes. In this dream, it suddenly appeared.

Then, there is the bloodline imprint - the nine-tailed fox. The Flame of the Lu family burning the sky, the phantom of the water unicorn, and Lei Luan with a wingspan of thousands of feet.

The nine-fold golden pagoda also appeared. Below it is a golden long sword with a bright yellow dragon pattern and an accumulation of 'wangqi'.

The battle of dreams is the battle of mind!

In front of the divine realm, he would never dare to hold back. Knowing that this blow must be like a thunderbolt.

If you want to get through it safely, you need to use all your wealth and all your supernatural powers.

Yuan Mengzi was startled, and then laughed at himself.

"Today's battle, there is really no need to say more! Between me and the monarch, it is life or death!"

But what he said just now was not just talking nonsense.

While speaking, all kinds of demons and obstacles in this life's path have been manifested in this dream.

With the help of the spirit array, the surrounding area can be thousands of miles away. All the thoughts of powerful evil things and charms are introduced here one by one.

It's Wumengxin Yinjue!

The art of lifelong penance has been suppressed in the mind one after another for six thousand years, and all kinds of nightmare demons that are the foundation of the Tao are released in this short period of time, regardless of the consequences.

Just to be able to kill with one blow!

The surrounding space, which was originally as white as snow, has been dyed black and gloomy at this moment.

Countless grotesque objects manifested one after another.

Dark and deep, dark and filthy.

Yuan Mengzi also raised the corners of his lips slightly again, and could feel that outside the cloud boundary, Ao Kun's thoughts were rushing towards him like mountains and seas.

But he didn't care anymore, Yuan Mengzi looked at Zong Shou with cold and expressionless eyes.

"So the monarch, are you ready to die?"

In his eyes, the king of a country is 90% dead.

There is only one chance of survival, and even if he escapes, it will be difficult.

Only those eighteen runes shining with purple and gold brilliance surprised him a little.

The universe, destiny, karma, yin and yang, inhalation——

In addition to being shocked in my heart, I finally realized it, and felt a burst of horror.

"Fate, cause and effect, time and space, so it is so! So it is! No wonder the monarch can kill three incarnations of gods in a row. No wonder Wuxu will fall into your hands, it is really unfair—"

——It is difficult for ordinary people to touch even one of these avenues involving the essence of the realm.

But the person in front of him not only has mastered it, but also has a lot of attainments——

If Zong Shou still has a future, it will only be more terrifying than he imagined!

The desire to kill suddenly became more intense, and I was extremely grateful.

As soon as the mind was drawn, the entire dream space began to vibrate.

Then the countless ink colors rushed towards Zong Shou.

Those bloody mouths opened wide, ugly and ferocious, with sharp claws and teeth, all the evil spirits were almost crazy, and rushed towards Zongshou.

But when the dark black color was about to completely 'swallow' Zong Shou. A vast sword intent also charged at the same time.

Behind Zong Shou at this moment, a black spot appeared, and then burst open suddenly.

In this blank world, the continuous expansion of the composition is like the birth of a world!

In the battle of Yulan Mountain, Zong Shou needed to gather the souls of tens of thousands of people. The blood of tens of thousands of people used this sword.

But here, it is his Zongshou's dream! Just do as you please--

The sword intent of 'Ancestral Beginning' was generated. Regardless of the consequences, they ran around and crushed away.

The sword spirit of the nameless sword also merged with the 'Yuanyi Soul Sword'.

Flying in the air. One is divided into two, two are divided into four, and in an instant, it turns into more than a thousand mouths, sweeping and slashing in all directions.

Almost all the evil spirits of the nightmare were crushed by this sword intent just as they approached, and were completely torn into pieces!

The crimson flame merged with Lei Luan Zidian and turned into a pure black color, instantly covering all surrounding areas. As if to completely 'swallow' the entire dream. Diffuse everywhere.

And the nine-tailed spirit fox and the water unicorn holy beast seemed to come alive at this time. The minions are also fierce, biting and attacking the surroundings.

Make all the evil spirits and nightmares unable to get close to half a point.

Yuan Mengzi didn't seem surprised. Smile lightly. Then he stretched out another finger, towards the center of Zongshou's eyebrows, a little further away.

Zong Shou felt dizzy at this moment. In my mind, there are countless memories and countless pictures. They all emerged.

All the tribulations I experienced when I was Tanqiu in my previous life, and the joys and sorrows of my life.

This Shi Zongshou, Gan Tianshan was ridiculed and bullied by everyone because of the trouble of dual veins when he was young.

Gong Xinran died, and even his own head was chopped off, and his body hung for several months——

His Dao heart is firm, like a stubborn stone, but also like a pure jade. The water will not flow, and the dust will not stick.

These memories can't shake his state of mind at all. Then this life, like many memories, hit the mind at the same time, but I also felt that my spiritual sense was as uncomfortable as if it was about to burst.

In the mind, it is no longer possible to see everything around it clearly.

Frowning, Zong Shou was not in a hurry, and tried his best to press these memories back to the bottom of his heart.

The nine-fold golden pagoda also bloomed at this time, helping him to calm down quickly.

It's just less than 300% of a snap of the finger, and it's back to normal.

Zong Shou couldn't help laughing, it's really wise to keep this golden pagoda in his soul sea.

And the next moment, in front of Yuan Mengzi on the opposite side, three black light needles were condensed.

The divine thoughts are powerful and vast, but they are condensed into needles. The filthy air surged inside, and traces of strong resentment radiated outside. I don't know how many evil things were filthy and blended into it.

When the flying needle popped out and passed through quickly, Yuan Mengzi's whole body was extremely sluggish. God described his appearance as if he was more than ten years older.

Zong Shou's heart sank slightly, knowing that this was Yuan Mengzi, the real killer.

I would rather hurt the origin of the soul, but also make him Zongshou die in a dream!

With a slight sigh, Zong Shou's thoughts also moved accordingly.

The black and white Dharma portraits that had not yet been exhibited began to appear beside him.

He possesses several kinds of supernatural powers, but the only thing that can resist this evil acupuncture at this moment is this fundamental method, the primordial soul method!

After the needle came out, Yuan Mengzi no longer wanted to look at Zong Shou even once.

These three needles are the concentration of his life's strength. Even if it is suppressed by the law of the cloud realm, in the late stage of the fairyland, one will die if one sees it!

If it was Zong Shou, it would be even more lifeless.

With his thoughts condensed slightly, he was ready to fade out from Zong Shou's dream.

Having achieved his wish, he should now consider how to escape from that Ao Kun's hands.

You only need to return to the vault in time and combine with the large formation in the vault. Even in the late stage of the Holy Realm, they will return home without a feather.

Just thinking like this, Yuan Mengzi's mind suddenly tightened for no reason.

Turning around suddenly, only to see a Qilin covered in flames suddenly appeared in front of Zong Shou.

In the distant sky, there was also a huge silver-white dragon, which suddenly broke through the sky.

Yuan Mengzi didn't care about it, he stared blankly at the opposite side, and that Zong Shoushen Zhou was filled with white aura!

"Holy King white gas?"

With the body of a holy king, nothing can be added to it! In this dream, all the evil spirits. Even the foul smell on the needle is dissipating!