Chapter 834 New Chapter Three Dozens of Bone Demons

The sea of ​​stars is deep and empty, and it is silent at this moment. The confrontation of two extraordinary beings is like a dusty picture scroll. The beautiful scenery outside the world, amidst the ripples, the starlight is hazy, and it is incomparably harmonious and peaceful.

boom!

Suddenly, a celestial glow in the shape of a shock wave bloomed from the space between the two of them, instantly illuminating the universe. For a moment, it was as if the sea of ​​gods had burst its dike.

Then, the white-clothed man Lin Mengdao disappeared, and Wang Xuan hit him with an iron rod, but he hit the sky, and he disappeared from this area.

Wang Xuan opened his spiritual eyes, and the substantive beams of light pierced all directions, shining brightly, but the man in white was indeed lost.

This person seems to have evaporated out of thin air and disappeared from the world.

It's really strange, there was an extremely violent confrontation between the two just now, how could Lin Mengdao disappear suddenly?

Finally, Wang Xuan felt something strange. The void in this area was chaotic. It was once torn apart and connected to many dimensional spaces, creating an endless space-time trap.

If there is no spiritual eye, it is difficult to detect the subtle traces.

"Hiding in those traps?" Wang Xuan took an iron rod and walked under the starry sky. His eyes were like two lightning bolts, flashing across every inch of the void.

"Huh?" He actually saw strands and strands of Primal Chaos Qi evaporating from this area. It is not easy when it comes to this kind of substance.

Was this caused by Lin Mengdao? There are indeed some ways, so that Wang Xuan dare not be careless.

However, behind the cracks in the void here, there are space-time traps one after another, as if there is no end to it, so why should he dig in one by one to find... endless.

He sneered, turned around and left with the fairy iron rod in his hand, the other party blocked his way, so forget it if he doesn't come out, who has time to play hide-and-seek with this person.

Sure enough, there was a change when he was about to leave. There was thick fog, and this area became different, with some kind of strange energy substance overflowing.

The stars are gone, the sky is dim, and this area of ​​the universe is gradually plunged into the darkness where you can't reach your fingers. The thick fog billows and covers the surrounding fields.

Wang Xuan found Lin Mengdao, he was indeed in the time-space trap, but at this time he disintegrated, turned into a strange substance, and melted into the void.

What kind of method is this? The physical body melted away, and mixed with the space matter, regardless of each other, and in the end he couldn't sense his breath.

Then, Wang Xuan became sleepy and wanted to fall asleep.

"Lin Mengdao, does the name come out? Life is a big dream, and you entrust it to it." Wang Xuan showed a strange look, this person practiced very special scriptures.

His spirits surged and he resisted the drowsiness.

It is not uncommon to fly immortals in illusions and become enlightened in dreams, but how did this person turn himself into dream energy particles? Even the primordial spirit is gradually disappearing, which is a bit strange.

After a while, the thick fog dissipated here, the darkness was driven away by the light on Wang Xuan, and the universe starry sky reappeared, that's it? Wang Xuan raised his legs and walked into the distance.

Suddenly, he was terrified, because when he looked back, he found that his physical body was still standing there, with his eyes closed, as if he had entered a deep sleep.

Didn't he come out? Is it just out of the body.

He walked back, approaching the physical body, and soon he realized something was wrong, looking back again, there was also a physical body in the place where he stood just now.

This made Wang Xuan's body tense, and after a pause, there would be one of him appearing in that place, as if a body was left behind, which made people horrified.

He glanced at it with his spiritual eye, and it seemed that it was all true, was it all himself?

Wang Xuan didn't believe in evil, and walked a large circle, leaving a large piece of himself behind him, which was so weird that it made people uneasy. If a real fairy came here, he would even feel scared.

Wang Xuan was on guard, his spiritual eyes scanned the surroundings, looking at himself one after another, even he felt that it was outrageous. Finally, he discovered the clue, and seemed to have penetrated the essence.

Time and space seem to be discontinuous, separated by people, and those people are him in a small fragment of time and space, as if everywhere, they are all himself.

He was moved. Lin Mengdao was not only proficient in the dream way, but also dabbled in the secrets of time and space. This is terrifying. It is heaven-defying for a heaven-level extraordinary person to have such an achievement!

The point is that Lin Mengdao himself has dissolved, becoming a strange substance, blending with those fragments in time and space, and disappearing.

Chi!

Finally, Lin Mengdao launched an attack, and a pitch-black divine spear stabbed towards the back of Wang Xuan's head in a certain segment of time and space, which was extremely terrifying.

Wang Xuan moved immediately, intertwined with the runes of the imperial way, and leaped into that space. He didn't know whether the fragmentary time and space would affect him in this world after being penetrated.

At this moment, he was too passive. He had just gone to protect the immobile self, and similar things happened in other fragments of time and space.

In Wang Xuan's parietal bone, the core imprint of his own imperial way was revived. He really doesn't believe in evil. Can a celestial master really affect all time and space? Too outrageous!

With a bang, he seemed to pass through all time and space, and those physical bodies were revived, and there seemed to be some connection with him in this world, resonance, resonance, and opened his eyes.

"Are you imitating me? You're careless, and you're almost in the way. I rely too much on the spiritual eye, teach me a lesson." Wang Xuan sighed in his heart. A bright light dispelled the real darkness.

He was blinded before, and there was abnormal energy interference near his spiritual eye. What he saw and perceived earlier, those discontinuous time and space, etc., were all problematic.

This was the first time his spiritual eye became abnormal, and it almost got him into trouble.

Wang Xuan practiced the great method of mental illness, the old scriptures that almost made him schizophrenic.

This sutra is very effective, and it is extremely targeted when used to deal with illusion and reality, fantasy and reality.

In fact, he can also break the situation by relying on the royal texture of his parietal bone, but he thinks of his own way and treats his body.

Wang Xuan remained calm and dispelled the strange spiritual substances that interfered with the spiritual eye. Although he stood in place, he seemed to be detached, his spirit was climbing, he saw Lin Mengdao, this person dissolved, turned into dream material, scattered in the whole space.

However, Lin Mengdao's primordial spirit did not lose himself. He was imagining that those abnormal scenes just now were actually passed on to Wang Xuan by him, trying to slowly pull him into illusions, into dreams, and finally make him mentally collapse.

Wang Xuan is the only one who is the only one, detached, standing on a higher place mentally, blinding Lin Mengdao, and looking down at him, imagining outside his dream, countering this person with his spirit.

In this way, the two quickly created all kinds of real dreams and visualized all kinds of strange scenes, but Wang Xuan was detached and high above, as if looking down from another dimension.

It was supposed to be Wang Xuan who was trapped, but everything was reversed.

All of these were accomplished in a very short period of time, but in nothingness, in the Dream Dao War, it seemed like decades or hundreds of years had passed.

"Ah..." Finally, Lin Mengdao collapsed.

He kept imagining, constantly creating dreams, and pulled Sun Wukong into the big dream dojo, but the result was that he himself fell into unsolvable scenes time and time again, standing in a dark place, sleeping in a nightmare, which caused him great troubles. The primordial spirit is being divided and weakened by people.

He was also wondering, did he not pull the other party into the Dameng Dojo, but instead he fell into the dream? The more anxious he was, the harder he struggled, the deeper he sank.

"It's a big dream in life, but it's so scary." Wang Xuan's spirit stood outside the dream, looking down at all this, secretly amazed.

Lin Mengdao's decomposed body returned, and the dream material returned to its original source, reorganizing his body and reappearing, but his spirit was muddled for a while, not sober.

Wang Xuan walked over with the iron rod in his hand. Do you want to kill him directly? He sighed softly, as if he didn't have any major vengeance, just let the education go.

The mobile phone wonder suddenly said: "You don't need to sympathize with this person. He is burdened with blood and darkness, and has a lot of sins. You can control his mind and see his past real experiences in the form of dreams."

Soon Wang Xuan saw his past. In the early years, Lin Mengdao's temperament was not bad, until he discovered that there was a Tao medicine that was about to mature in the declining master's family. He was excited, his heart trembled, and he killed himself Master, killed a pair of sons and daughters of the master, and killed other brothers and sisters.

This small declining faction raised a big medicine plant that fell from the sky. The faction had only a dozen members, very small. All of them were originally considered relatives of Lin Mengdao, but in the end they all died in his hands.

"Dream Dao medicine!" Wang Xuan exclaimed. After the heavenly medicine is the real medicine, after the real medicine is the Taoist medicine, and the rare Taoist medicine is very useful to strangers.

All that Lin Mengdao has learned is related to the great medicine of Dream Dao. For that medicine, he did not hesitate to slaughter the declining sect.

Wang Xuan was about to beat him to death with a stick, but he stopped after thinking about it. After a while, he used the mental illness method, the spiritual coffin method, and the magic embryo method to control his mind, give him various psychological hints, create a lot of memories, illusions, and dreams for him, and continue to exert influence.

Finally, Wang Xuan brushed off his clothes and left.

After a while, Lin Mengdao "woke up" and felt a splitting headache. He shook his head vigorously and tried to recall, and soon various "fragments" emerged, and he said to himself: "I lost to Sun Wukong and escaped with difficulty. It's really shameful, it's not his opponent!"

He was a little decadent, but he still contacted Ling Qingxuan with the extraordinary communicator immediately, calling for someone to come over and hunt down the opponent.

In the depths of the starry sky, several figures approached at a high speed. Ling Qingxuan arrived and saw Lin Mengdao carrying a pitch-black spear, and his spirit was sluggish. Instead of blaming him, he comforted him: "This man is cunning. It’s nothing, let’s continue hunting together.”

She turned and was about to follow the trail.

Silently, Lin Mengdao took a pitch-black spear and threw it at the back of Ling Qingxuan's head, so fast and violent, it was too sudden.

"You're crazy!"

"What are you doing?"

The few people following Ling Qingxuan saw it first, they were shocked and couldn't believe it, and then quickly stopped.

Someone punched Lin Mengdao with a punch, someone threw a flying sword and chopped at his head, but he ignored them all, as if he didn't care about death.

Lin Mengdao only had Ling Qingxuan in his eyes, and his Yuanshen yelled, "Take a stick from my old grandson!"

"I#!" The others immediately understood that Lin Mengdao had been tricked, and that Monkey King controlled his mind and invaded his spiritual dream.

Ling Qingxuan naturally sensed the crisis. She really didn't expect that the people around her would turn against her, and it was impossible to guard against such black hands and murderous hands against her.

However, she is unpredictable after all, and the imperial texture on her body immediately popped up. She couldn't hide from it, and besides, the defensive secret treasures on her head, such as Jinbuyao and Yingluo, were all blown up by Monkey King. Now she can only bear it, intervene in the world with spirit, and protect with the runes of the imperial way.

Boom!

There was a loud shock, and the pitch-black iron spear hit Ling Qingxuan's head, causing her eyes to turn black with pain, her black hair snapped off, and her skull cracked again!

Of course, this time it was not so serious, only three cracks appeared. After all, Lin Mengdao was controlled, and his swing of the iron spear was not so perfect, and his strength was mainly reflected in the spirit of Mengdao.

However, Ling Qingxuan almost died of anger, especially when he clearly heard the sentence: Give me a stick from my grandson!

How could she not understand what was going on? This was the damn Monkey King manipulating others and hitting her violently again, still on the head.

Puff puff!

In order to stop Lin Mengdao, the others used all their attacking techniques without mercy. Lin Mengdao was beheaded by the flying sword, his chest was smashed by the punch marks, and his soul was pierced by the thunder. It seemed that he could not survive.

The main reason is that he concentrated on the attack, did not evade, and endured it all, and none of these people was weak, so they could kill him naturally.

"The steamed stuffed bun on his head...has grown again." He was in a daze, and when he was dying, he was still faithfully carrying out Wang Xuan's pre-set instructions, and said: "Five noble ladies, once again budding."

In fact, a large bloody lump appeared on Ling Qingxuan's head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was very eye-catching when it swelled up.

When she heard that kind of words, she was going to die of anger. She had never been so ashamed and annoyed at a person.

"Sun Wukong!" Ling Qingxuan was trembling with coldness, her hair was broken a lot, her head was in severe pain, and her flawless face was almost wrinkled. The most important thing was the damage on the mental level. Ruthlessly ridiculed, simply...

Lin Mengdao's body was broken, and his soul was completely extinguished, so he died. However, no one at the scene sympathized with him.

Ling Qingxuan even wanted to chop him twice, but in the end she restrained herself and left here quickly, not wanting to stay for a moment.

"Follow me, you must find him!" She was out of anger. At this moment, she put aside the superior status of a noble lady and her transcendent status. She just wanted to catch that lunatic and ruthlessly stepped on his head.

"Once you find it, don't kill him directly, it will be too cheap for him!" She added.

In the depths of the starry sky, Wang Xuan stood behind a huge meteorite and captured the situation in an extremely remote place. He felt very satisfied when he saw the iron spear hitting Ling Qingxuan's head with his own eyes.

"This is the third time I've fought her. The Great Sage Monkey King beat the Bone Demon three times, haha!" He laughed happily.

"..." The strange thing on the phone was a little speechless when he saw his bad taste.

Suddenly, Wang Xuan said to himself: "No, although we fought three times, we only hit her twice, and it was only one time. I have to find ways to make up for it, and I will hit her again with my own hands. If you dare to lead the crowd to chase and kill me, then all Sun Wukong, the great sage of heaven, will do what he says, and he will beat the noble daughter of Xuankong Ridge three times!"

Thanks: the little bee who grows grapes, the hunter of the three-life fate, the king Youzai wants to touch the fish, the old man of the Qinglong Mountain King, and the sages are all buried in the ruins. Thank you for the support of the old and new leaders.