> It can be confirmed that this is not the conscious consciousness of Zong Shou, but the guardian spirit of Zong Shou, forcibly invaded into his dream of weaving. (M_彩&虹&文&学)

I don't know where it came from, there are such wonderful things -

Immediately, Yuan Mengzi smiled and did not pay attention to it.

Although I haven't recognized what kind of species it is, this world is mostly a master of illusion, and even a sneak into other people's dreams, such as a nightmare, a lion and a lion. Even in the cloud world, it is not rare.

There are several kinds of sacred beasts in ancient times. They are famous for this road, leaving a lot of blood in the cloud.

This beast is nothing more than that!

Just looking at it, Yuan Mengzi didn't care, once again watched Zong Shou, and then sighed.

"What is the suffering of the monarch? You have pushed the deity to the stagnation today, and the deity can't do everything in his power to put the monarch to death! The two loses are only cheaper."

Zong Shou listened to the heart of a happy, this time I know that both are hurt, cheaper others?

A year ago, in the eyes of Dao Zong, he and the dry Tianshan, I am afraid that it is not in the eyes at all, thinking that it can be crushed and crushed easily. It is also expected that he will be defeated before the night magic army.

Otherwise, why not make the thing behind it?

Even if it was the seven thousand Zilin flame gun rides and a set of Zhenwu swords, after the destruction of his hand, these people did not change much with him and the dry Tianshan.

I thought that he was a sect, and he was arbitrarily slaughtered. The dry Tianshan was also like Shacheng.

Just recall more doormen from the outer domain and more monks in the Wonderland. You can find your own face, you can kill him.

Three days ago, although it was talked about. But I just want to take some time for the Tao Ling dilemma.

He has never abandoned his plans to annihilate him. The usual method does not work. Most of the time he chose was when he was robbed.

The reason why the two holy places of Huayun and Longxuan return to the cloud world is not to be known.

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

That is the case, then why should he keep his hands?

This is a battle between life and death! You can't be half-soft, and you can't hesitate to hesitate!

- However, this Yuan Mengzi is so determined, it is really unexpected.

In such a situation, the spirit of the Taoist dilemma is powerful. It seems that I really do not hesitate to stand up. Also annihilate him here!

Water Lingbo this crow mouth! Actually, she was really told by her.

I never imagined that this Yuan Mengzi was not as expected. Direct shot. Instead, he chose the idea that he was least good at, and dreamed of fighting.

Shake his head slightly, and the mind of Zong Shou. It has returned to silence.

Do not move, no joy, no sadness.

"You and me, today is not a twin, but you are alone. Your time is not much, why bother more nonsense?"

The arbitrariness of the detective is a **** red sword, now in his hands. This is the sword spirit of the unknown sword -

Then the ‘heart image’ manifestation, first of all the soul sea like a brilliant star, followed by the eighteen runes. In this dream. A sudden appearance.

Then there is the **** mark - the nine-tailed fox, the burning flame of Lujia, the water unicorn illusion, and the thunder of the wingspan.

The Jiuzhong Golden Pagoda also appeared. Below is a golden long sword with a bright yellow dragon pattern and a ‘王气’.

The battle of dreams. It is the fight of mind!

In the face of the gods, he would never dare to keep his hand. Knowing this blow must be like a thunder.

If you want to stay in the air, then all the family, all the magic. Need to use.

Yuan Mengzi stunned and then laughed at himself.

"Today's World War I. It is true that there is no need to say anything! Between me and the monarch, it is really a life and death!"

However, he only said that, it is more than just nonsense.

Between the words, it is already in the way of this life, all kinds of demons, all kinds of obstacles, all manifested in this dream.

With the help of the spirit array, put thousands of miles nearby. The minds of all the powerful evils are introduced one by one.

It is no dreams!

The techniques of lifelong cultivation have been suppressed in the minds for six thousand years. All kinds of nightmares and demons, which are fundamental to the Tao, are released in this short period of time without reckless consequences.

Just kill for a blow!

The space around the white snow was dyed black and dark at the moment.

Numerous grotesque things have gradually manifested.

Dark squats, dark evils.

Yuan Mengzi also picks up his lips again and can feel that the idea of ​​Qiankun is just like the mountains and the sea.

However, he did not care. Yuan Mengzi was cold-eyed, indifferent, and confronted Zong Shou.

"So the monarch is ready to die?"

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

Only one life, and even if you escape, it is hard to suffer.

Only the 18 runes that sparked Zijin Guanghua made him a little surprised.

Universe, fate, cause and effect, yin and yang, throughput -

When I was shocked, I was finally amazed and more shocked.

"Destiny, cause and effect, time and space, it turns out that! It turns out that it is no wonder that the monarch can even smash three gods incarnation. No wonder there is no market, it will fall into your hands, it is not awkward-"

- These are the avenues that touch the essence of the realm. It is difficult for ordinary people to contact one.

But this person, not only has already mastered it, but also has a rumor that is not shallow -

If there is still a future, this will only be more terrible than he imagined!

The killings are even more blazing, and they are fortunate.

When the mind is fascinated, the whole space of dreams begins to oscillate.

Then there were countless ‘ink’ colors, and they rushed toward Zongshou.

The blood basins were wide open, ugly, sharp, and all evil spirits were almost crazy, and they rushed toward Zong Shou.

However, in the darkness of the darkness, when Zong Shou was completely devoured, a vast sword was also rushed.

Zong Shou was behind this moment, and a black dot appeared, and then burst open.

In this blank world, the constant construction and expansion is like the life of a world!

In the battle of Lushan, Zongshou needed to gather the soul of tens of thousands of people and the blood of tens of thousands of people. Only to make this sword.

But here, it is his dream! It is time to do whatever you want -

The ‘too early’ sword is generated, and it’s all about recklessness.

The sword spirit of the nameless sword is also integrated with the ‘Yuan Yi Soul’.

Flying in the air, divided into two, two divided into four, will be turned into more than a thousand mouths. Four sweeps of sniper.

Almost all the evil spirits. Just approached, it was crushed by this sword, completely torn into pieces!

Red flames. Combine with the Thunder Purple, turn it into a pure black color, and instantly cover all the surrounding areas. It seems as if the whole dream is to be completely swallowed up. It’s all over the place.

And the nine-tailed spirit fox and the water unicorn sacred beast, it seems to be alive at this time. The same is the sharp claws, biting and slamming around.

Make all the evil spirits dream, and you can't get close to half a point.

That Yuan Mengzi seems to be no accident. A light smile, then another finger to explore, toward Zong Shou's eyebrows, a little farther.

Zong Shou at this moment, I only feel a faint. Within the mind. Countless memories, countless pictures, are all emerging.

The past experiences of the past ‘Talking Autumn’ have all the hardships of sadness and joy.

This world sect, when the young Tianshan was trapped by the double pulse, was ridiculed and insulted by everyone.

Gong Xinran died, even his own head. Also fallen, suspended for several months -

His heart is strong, like a stone, but also like jade. Water does not flow, dust can not stick.

These memories. It is impossible to shake his mood at all. Then this life, like many memories. At the same time, it shocks the mind, but it also feels like a god, as if it is to burst open and generally uncomfortable.

Between the minds, I can no longer see everything around me.

Wrinkled, Zong Shou is not anxious, and tries to re-press these memories back to the bottom of my heart.

The nine-fold golden pagoda, at this time also blooms, helping him to calm his mind and calm down.

Just less than a third of a finger, it will return to normal.

Zong Shou couldn't help but smile. Keeping this golden pagoda in his soul sea is really wise.

The next moment, I saw the opposite side of the Yuan Mengzi, condensed into three black light needles.

God is powerful and vast, but condenses into a needle. The inside of the suffocating swells, a hint of grievances, is exuded. I don't know how many evil things are filthy and integrated into them.

When the flying needle popped up, the moment that it was worn, the whole person of Yuan Mengzi was so wilting. The shape of the **** is as if it is more than ten years old.

Zong Shou is a deep heart, knowing that this is the Yuan Mengzi, the real killer.

I would rather hurt the origin of the Yuan soul, but also want him to be guarded, in the dream!

Slightly sigh, the idea of ​​Zong Shou, also followed.

The black and white method that has not yet been exhibited begins to be on the side.

He has several kinds of supernatural powers, but at this time he can resist this evil spirit. This is still only the fundamental method, the soul of the soul!

After the needle was taken, that Yuan Mengzi had no longer wanted to see Zong Shou even a look.

These three needles are the result of his life. Even if it is suppressed by the laws of the cloud, in the late stage of the fairyland, it is also seen to die!

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The mind is microcoagulated, and it is ready to fade out from this dream.

To achieve his wish, he should have considered this time, how to escape from the hands of that Qiankun.

Just return to the dilemma in time, combined with the big array in the territory. It is the late part of the Holy Land, but also to return to the feathers.

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

When I turned back, I saw a unicorn that was covered in flames.

In the distance, there is also a huge silver-white dragon, smashing into the air.

Yuan Mengzi did not care about it, looked at the opposite side, the one who kept the body, and rushed white!

"The holy king is white?"

The body of the Holy King, the evil spirits can add! Within this dream, all evil spirits. Even the suffocation on the needle is dissipating!