On the top of the Golden Knife Mountain, where many figures knelt down in ignorance, the white-robed man finally laughed out loud, unconcealing his pride. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's finally done, and it's not in vain to waste the power of my soul and ten years of dreams. In this way, the Nine Songs of the Desolate Sky can continue to sleep and recover in the Heavenly Coffin of Creation, and Deng Huanglong will replace him as a slave, but he can open the ancient desolate tomb for me, and he has the peerless magic skill "Great Desolate Dragon Knife", and he has set foot in the realm of Daluo, and his cultivation potential is great. ”

"Of course, the most important harvest is still this Ye Tongtian. Such a person who is based against heaven is unique even among gods, and he will be sent into the great dream of the ontology, and he will be a great reliance on me in the future. ”

The white-robed man muttered to himself, and he suddenly pointed out, only to see a figure flying up from a distance, and then disappearing as if shuttling into the void.

"The dream slave you brought for me is not good, and it didn't disappoint me, so according to the previous agreement, I will send you the Underground Palace Tooth Palace, and give you the status of the elder of the Fire Feather Holy Sect, you can go." The white-robed man said.

The person he sent away was none other than Deng Huanglong!

"I brought his head."

At this time, the Wakuni ronin player who called himself Hirao Yamada appeared, with an evil smile on his face and holding Ye Tongtian's head in one hand.

"You did a good job, your ten years of sword is also amazing, from now on, follow me to practice, you have talent, meet the conditions for being a god, when the time is right, I will personally seal a god for you!" The white-robed man said, his face covered, his voice was weird, he couldn't distinguish men, women, old and young, quite mysterious.

"Now, give me his head, I will pump his soul and artistic conception, and refine the dream slave."

The white-robed man beckoned to Yamada Pingnan.

"Huh!" An evil smile appeared on Yamada Heio's face, and he obeyed the will of the white-robed man and threw Ye Tongtian's head out.

The head, which was still with its eyes open and a stunned expression, arced through the air, and landed exactly in front of the white-robed man's eyes, hanging in the air.

The white-robed man looked at Ye Tongtian for a moment, and then he bowed his head slightly, put one hand behind his back, and pointed at Ye Tongtian's forehead with one finger, and suddenly a faint white mist overflowed from his fingertips.

The white mist quickly wrapped Ye Tongtian's head, and then penetrated into it.

The white-robed man laughed, and with another wave of his hand, more mist emanated from him, instantly enveloping the surroundings, as if forming a protective force.

"God has broken his soul, the world has fallen, and the remnants can still enter the dream, from now on he will be a dream slave, come, I will send you into my dream."

The white-robed man said that the index finger of his right hand pointed out again, his fingers were slender and slender, and white as jade, like perfection, at the moment of pointing, Ye Tongtian's head automatically flew slowly.

In such a situation, if there is no accident, the fingertips of the white-robed man will definitely fall on Ye Tongtian's eyebrows.

"A finger falls, a dream seal knot!"

The white-robed man spoke, his right index finger concealing a white light, resolute and unshakable, as if sharper than any sword in the world.

However, suddenly, at the moment when the fingertips of the white-robed man were about to fall on Ye Tongtian's forehead, in front of Ye Tongtian's eyebrows, a tiny but mysterious small cyan door suddenly appeared.

Boom, the door suddenly opened, and a finger manifested from it, and it collided with the fingertips of the white-robed man.

The fingertip collision seems to be slight, but the momentum is actually very large, just listen to the fingertip collision actually erupted into a thunderous deafening roar, but also centered on the place where the fingertips collided, the air rippled like waves, layer by layer spread outward, forming a wind-like energy!

"Huh?" The white-robed man was shocked, the white robe on his body was blown by the strong wind, and the whole person was also impacted by that force, and he retreated three feet.

"What's going on?" The white-robed man's solemn and puzzled voice sounded.

At this time, the small door in front of Ye Tongtian's eyebrows swelled rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a height of three zhang, and the blue light inside it was pervasive, and a long-haired figure slowly stepped out of it.

It was Ye Tongtian, with long white hair, a flat expression, and an unpredictable figure.

"So, you're a Divine Warrior? We finally met. Ye Tongtian said, his posture was high, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"You! This...... What's going on? The white-robed man was shocked.

Seeing Ye Tongtian appear like this, he was unscathed and had an outstanding bearing, even if he was a divine martial artist, his cultivation was unfathomable, and he was deeply stimulated at this moment.

With his eyes sweeping, the white-robed man saw the head of "Ye Tongtian" still hanging in the air, he was incomprehensible and extremely confused.

He could monitor everything in the dream, how could such a thing happen?

"No, it can't be...... How did you do that? If you are real, then who is fighting Deng Huanglong? And whose head was decapitated? ”

The white-robed robe lost all his popularity, and asked like crazy.

Ye Tongtian shook his head, his face was extremely flat, he glanced at the head behind him, gently lifted him up, and sent him into the Qingguang Gate.

He ...... It's me, too, he's my fifth life! Ye Tongtian looked at the white-robed man again, "The way to break your dream, in addition to breaking it by force, is actually the simplest way to let you disperse on your own." ”

"Life ......" The white-robed man's voice trembled slightly, his body shook, as if he thought of something, and said, "Could it be ...... at that time?"

He paused again, as if he had been defeated, and suddenly took three steps back, and his body seemed to be deflated, as if he had lost weight in an instant.

In his mind, a picture emerged, which was the scene of Ye Tongtian sitting in the space of the formation chessboard, covering his own aura with clouds, demon weapon realms, and Qiankun dragon swords.

Because of the subtlety of that formation space, as well as the heavy blocking methods laid by Ye Tongtian, it was the three days that he couldn't spy on Ye Tongtian's actions!

In those three days, he didn't know what Ye Tongtian had done, and he didn't care about it, until this moment he made a shocking discovery.

"Yes, in those three days, I created a fifth life body with the whale kun yuan bone, and manifested in front of me with this life body, and my true body was hidden in his body, hidden in the divine destiny gate, and I have been quietly speculating about your dream method." Ye Tongtian said lightly, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, Ye has taken the road of adventure, and he has already decided to get out of the dream with his own failure, which is also very dangerous, fortunately, Ye Mou finally saw you." ”

The white-robed man was silent when he heard this, his face was covered, and he did not show any expression, but the uncontrollable slight tremor of his body showed his profound shock.

After a while, he spoke up again: "It turns out that this is the case, haha, I can't imagine it, I can't imagine it, you have such a means!" Sure enough, there is courage and strategy! But even if you achieve your goal, get out of the dream, and see me, what can you do? ”

While speaking, the momentum on his body suddenly exploded, and a large mist emanated from his body?

Ye Tongtian's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Do you want to expand your dream method again, do you still want to pull Ye into the dream realm?" Pity...... I've seen through your way of dreaming. ”