Pouring Mo looked at Xiaoxian stupidly, her serious appearance didn't look like a joke.

Also, Oneiroi was born to make dreams. Her ability is to bring people into sleep, as long as she enters the dream, then she is the absolute boss, and no one can do anything to her.

In the world of Oneiroi, she can control every soul that wanders in the dream, which is the uniqueness of Oneiroi.

Pouring foam inexplicably wants to be a Oneiroi, and the feeling of controlling the world has never been better. She let go of her arm and let go of the fairy. "Protect yourself, we wait for your good news."

"Eun." Fairy nodded and flew into the clouds. Stopped not far from Yang Jian, urged the Dream God Technique, clicked on the dream fan of everyone present, and magnified the dream fan of the Demon King by more than 20 times. This is to make it easier to find the Demon King's Dream Fan and hypnotize the Demon King.

The Demon King's dream fan opened, hanging high above his head. And all this, except for Xiaoxian, no one else can see. Xiao Xian's eyes were burning, staring at the Demon King's dream fan, reciting spells and smashing through various hypnotic techniques.

At first, the Demon King was stunned for a few seconds.

Then, the demon king kept shaking his dazed head.

Finally, when he realized that he was drowsy, the Demon King erupted with Heavenly Demonic Qi, enveloping the entire world in demonic energy. Xiaoxian couldn't see the dream fan clearly and couldn't continue. She can only judge the people who are fighting in the demonic qi by her voice.

At this time, the Demon King deliberately locked Tang Seng's big light bulb in the black mist egg formed by the gathering of demonic energy. The whole heaven and earth belong to which black mist egg shows a trace of light.

Between heaven and earth, there is not a ray of light. Yang Jian opened the third eye on his forehead, looking for the whereabouts of the Demon King. Xiaoxian looked for the route in his memory and came to the side of Dump Mo and the others. In the dream, he took out two big night pearls, shining faintly in the dark night sky.

"Water ripples, come to us!" Xiaoxian shouted at the air. At this point, it's too dark for anyone to know when potential danger will appear. Who the demon king will attack suddenly, no one can say. It's all about bringing everyone here.

The crowd gathered firewood and the flame was high.

Everyone stays together, and there is something to face together. Seventeen men stood in a circle, outside Xiaoxian and Dumping, protecting the few girls. They see six ways, listen to all directions, guard against all information, and if there is a trace of danger, they will not hesitate to sacrifice themselves and rush up to fight the demon king.

After a while, the water ripples held the baby, and behind them was the magic heaven that escorted them. The family of three soon arrived, and the boys got out of the way, causing the water ripples and the baby to enter the encirclement. When the Demon Heavens wanted to consciously stand in the outer circle, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

"All on guard, behind that man is the Demon King. Little Eleven, Little Eight, you two be careful. The stranger reminded from the side.

Moshatian stiffened, and he turned his head with difficulty. Behind him, his dearest father came menacingly. Yang Jian was not far away, heard the sound of them talking, flew quickly, and blocked in front of them in time.

"Demon King, you can't fight us, why don't you catch it quickly?!" Yang Jian's face was cold, his momentum was soaring, and the coldness in his eyes was very evil.

The Demon King sneered and waved his hand to remove the black fog in the sky. He had planned to strike suddenly in the black mist, but found that things were too different from what he had expected. In addition, it takes a lot of mana to support the black fog in the sky, which consumes too much energy. So, he waved his hand to remove the black fog, leaving Tang Seng alone with the black fog that was not removed.

"Yang Jian, you can't stop me." The Demon King sneered, the decision he made had never changed. He hated and waited for the magic sky, and blamed this child for coming to the ghost town to give birth. If they gave birth to children in the demon clan, in their own area, they were the boss, how could they still come to the ghost town to be angry.

The more he looked at the magic sky, the more unpleasant it became.

"Hmph, how do you know if you don't try?" Yang Jian snorted coldly, very disdainful of the Demon King's attitude. For the man in front of him who desperately wanted to eat his own grandson, Yang Jian didn't have a good impression of him. I felt disgusted, and I even wanted to kill him.

Yang Jian glanced coldly, saw that he didn't make a move, and he was not in a hurry to do anything with him. The duel between the masters is that you don't move, I don't move. The little fairy and the others behind him were not idle. When the bandits saw such a master in front of them, they definitely didn't want to stay and learn some experience, but they were worried about harming the pond fish.

The strength of their group is not particularly strong, and it is okay to go to the peak duel to join in the fun, not to kill themselves. The bandits saw this very clearly. He ordered the brothers to evacuate. "Listen to me, the eighteenth layer masters quickly evacuated this place and returned to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

This sentence fell on the ears of the demon king. In his spare eye, he saw that the little girl was obedient and obedient, and followed the footsteps of the person who spoke. He secretly remembered the eighteen layers of hell in his heart.

Little girl, don't try to escape from the palm of my demon king. Wait, sooner or later I'll come to your door and take your life.

The bandits evacuated with a group of people, and the water ripples and the magic sky were far away, and their identities really had nowhere to go. Mo Chatian walked over to the water ripples and said soothingly: "Don't worry, I will always protect you, believe me?" ”

"Brother Tian, the person I trust the most is you." Water ripples snuggled in his arms, reassuring that the man behind him would protect himself.

Xiaoxian was not idle at the moment, and she saw the Demon King's dream fan exposed in front of her eyes again. At that moment, how could she let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Swift urging spells, waves of hypnotism swarmed away.

The Demon King's steps were a little unsteady, and he was a little confused holding his dizzy head.

His appearance, in the eyes of Yang Jian and others, is an absolutely good opportunity. Don't wait any longer, it's to take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Yang Jian snorted angrily, wielding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, the silver blade drawing a graceful arc in the clear blue sky. The Demon King can be dodged, but he is unable to support it. At this time, Xiaoxian was not polite, and burned a strange fire.

After seeing the ability of the strange fire, the demon king naturally did not dare to confront this majestic strange fire head-on. The demon king hurriedly retreated, with bad intentions. While dodging Yang Jian's attack, he designed Yang Jian to collide with the strange fire that destroyed the heavens and the earth.

His careful thinking was hidden very deeply, but it was still seen by Xiaoxian. Xiao Xian stood behind him and shouted: "Yang Jian, be careful, don't bump into the strange fire, the demon king wants to lure you into the strange fire automatically, it's really hateful." ”

Yang Jian sneered, calmly responding to the attack of this demon king. Behind him, it seems that he has long eyes, and he can't pretend to be a strange fire. The Demon King wondered what was going on. Why is it so difficult to design a person these days?

(To be continued.) )