This monster is an extremely rare dream demon.

According to my master's book, this monster was born in a cold place, and its body emits a mist that can hallucinate people all year round. And this mist was just a color at first, but it gradually increased as the monster's mana increased, and when it came to the ninefold color, it was a veritable demon king.

It is said that this kind of monster has a strange ability, as long as it does not die, it will erase the memories of all creatures that have met with it, and it is precisely because of this characteristic that this strange and powerful race can be passed down for tens of thousands of years.

The monster in front of me has already cultivated to the seventh layer realm, and if it weren't for the ring I got when I went shopping with Xun Qingzi, I might have died here.

The hundreds of golden sword lights smashed into the dream demon's body like a broken bamboo, and the violent collision that erupted caused the entire forest to fall in all directions, even the thick trunk of the two of them was uprooted in this violent aftermath. The jet-black soil peculiar to the northeast was flipped out, and several warriors who had not had time to retreat lay on the ground in some embarrassment, looking at us incredulously.

But where do I have the heart to care about the eyes of these warriors? Holding his breath and staring at the deep pit that was smashed down by the sword light, the long sword in his hand was even tighter.

Youkai who have cultivated to the Colorful Dream Mist will not fall so easily.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the place where the monster was originally was was now only a dark pit more than a meter deep, and some fishy demonic qi continued to emanate from it. I buckled a piece of talisman paper behind me and leaned over cautiously, only to find that there was the monster in the deep pit.

"Damn it! Where has this demon gone? ”

It's full of defenseless warriors in front of this monster, and if it goes on a killing spree, I can't say how many people I can save.

"Let's go!"

I turned and yelled at the warriors who were still stunned, but I threw out several talismans made of yellow paper and attached them to the back of their hearts. They subconsciously reached out to remove the rune paper, but I was interrupted by an angry roar:

"Don't move, get out of this area."

After all, I am a battle-hardened warrior, and I understand that I naturally have a reason for doing this. The commander at the head bowed his head slightly at me, and with a gesture, the remaining soldiers all stepped forward and ran in the direction of the command vehicle.

I turned around and slowly closed my eyes, replaced by the power of my soul as majestic as the tide.

Since you are hiding with me, I will dig three feet into the ground to find you!

With the blessing of soul power, the demonic aura unique to the monster has become nowhere to hide. Sure enough, the wisps of demonic energy wafting from the deep pit were just the monster's escape plan, and its true body was not among them. But within a radius of several miles, there was only one trace of demonic energy, and unless it was strong enough to escape my perception, there was only one possibility:

It's underground!

Although the soil seems to be incomparable to the yokai, after absorbing the yang energy brought by the sun day after day and year after year, the yang energy contained in the soil is enough to obscure the demonic energy of some youkai. In addition, the northeast has plenty of sunshine all year round, and this area is a military forbidden area, one is not covered by high-rise buildings, and the other is that it has been nourished by the yang energy in the military camp for many years, and now even the demon energy of the dream demon can be blocked.

Now that I have roughly deduced the hiding place of the youkai, the power of my soul is no longer spread out, but with the traction of my mind, it gathers into the pit where the youkai escaped.

"Rustle—"

But before I could use the power of this soul to make the next probe, a sound of dirt flipping came from under my feet. I looked down, only to see that the ground was rising beneath my feet.

"Not good!"

I screamed in my heart, I don't have to guess this weird scene to know that it must be the dream demon doing something.

He stepped back suddenly, but his free palm threw a small golden light seal towards the bulging dirt bag.

"Exorcism Seal!"

There was a low cry in his throat, but he didn't wait for my voice to fall. From the bulging earthen bag, dozens of sharp blades flashing with cold light shot out.

Gasp, I didn't expect this monster to be so cunning. If I hadn't happened to find this monster hiding underground, I would have been poked into a sieve right now.

But since you didn't kill me, then you should wait for death.

The footsteps stomped on the ground fiercely, and the sword in his hand instantly swung up, and with a horizontal slash, it slashed towards the black spear that was still parked in mid-air and had not been retracted.

There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting, but the spear that was originally the thickness of the bowl mouth was cut off in an instant, and the rich black liquid continued to surge out of it.

There was a muffled roar of pain from the ground, but dozens of bulging dirt bags appeared in front of me and on the left and right at the same time.

It seems that this monster can't stand it.

My heart was like a mirror, and I knew what was going on, and a defensive spiritual spell had already taken shape in my hand. I slapped myself on the body, and my body was instantly coated with a transparent barrier of golden light.

As soon as this defense was formed, a sharp long thorn suddenly stretched out from the ground two meters in front of me, and shot fiercely at the center of my eyebrows. How could I let it succeed, the wrist that was withdrawn flipped suddenly, and the slender Xuanyuan Saint Dao Sword slammed the spear apart.

"Fight me?!"

I naturally said to myself, the Holy Dao Sword was not ambiguous at all, and the sword body turned around and slammed into the ground fiercely.

"Slay ten thousand demons!"

This is another sword technique that Master taught me, and some spells are released on the body of the sword, which can often bring unexpected power. I don't usually have a chance to do it, but now this dream demon hiding underground is my best chance.

The visible golden aura continued to pour from my palm onto the long sword I was holding, but the original slender sword body instantly swelled to the thickness of the bowl, listening carefully, faintly with bursts of majestic tiger roaring dragon groans, and on the ground around the sword body, hundreds of golden cracks spread out like spider webs.

"Die!"

I roared angrily, and slammed the Xuanyuan Saint Dao Sword that was stuck on the ground, and the rich aura that lingered on the sword body instantly swept out towards the ground, but it illuminated the entire earth.

"Roar—"

A terrifying roar erupted from beneath the ground, piercing my eardrums. I withdrew the Xuanyuan Sacred Dao Sword, and the whole person retreated, but my eyes never left the area where the dream demon was.

"Roar—roar!"

There were two more painful roars, but the originally relatively flat earth flew away in an instant, and a huge dark figure rose into the air in the smoke and dust.

The current dream demon, the situation is not very good.

The golden iron spear that should have covered the whole body was now a broken wound, and even if it was relatively intact, there were several terrifying wounds on the surface that could be seen in blood. Not to mention those disgusting tentacles, which are not as soft as the hardness of gold and iron spears, at this time only some fragments of the body are connected, and the rest are all turned into nothingness.

The monster stared at me deadly, its dark pupils filled with resentment and anger, its huge ugly face twitched a few times, and its body exuded a faintly scented colorful mist.

But since I've already suffered a loss on top of this fog, why would I eat it a second time?

Looking at the dream mist that was getting closer and closer to me with a sneer, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand dissipated, and a red-black giant sword like a blood-stained sword came out.

"Yama Demon Slashing Sword!"

Although the ghost slaying sword can only hurt those ghosts in the form of a soul, but the attack method of this dream demon is precisely to attack the soul of the enemy, since this colorful dream mist can touch the soul, then this ghost slaying weapon Yama sword can naturally deal with it.

Turning around, the heavy Yama Demon Slayer Sword danced in front of me, and under the high-speed rotation, the red and black color was like a black night mixed with blood, constantly throwing out the supreme mana representing the Yama Ghost Realm in all directions.

Where has this dream demon seen anything in the ghost realm, and thought that my behavior was just a fool's dream, and his heart was overjoyed, and he pressed against his constantly bleeding torso, and violently exerted force, but a sticky colorful mist emerged from his body.

"Silly X!"

I scolded, the soles of my feet stomped the side of my body, and the waving Yama sword came to an abrupt halt. Retracted the sword body, but stabbed into the void again, this pitch-black sword body carried the ghost realm mana that had not yet dissipated, and the middle palace went straight forward, and the muffled thunder crashed into the colorful mist.

The silence before the collision lasted only a second.

The colorful mist trembled as if it had been hit hard, and I saw that there was a slight black light flickering in it, which devoured the entire mass of colorful mist.

The dream demon only now realized what the use of my black giant sword was, and when he exerted his strength again, he found that there was not much of the colorful mist stored in his body.

How could I waste this great opportunity?

I didn't take back this Yama Demon Slaying Sword, the golden light in my left hand flashed, and the Xuanyuan Holy Dao Sword more than a meter long reappeared in my hand.

This is the first time I've fought with two swords.

"Aren't you dragging your way? You can't help the army. ”

Even if the monster didn't understand what I was saying, he could understand what I was muttering from the look on my face. The huge body trembled with anger, and its scarred limbs slammed into the ground, but they rose into the air again.

I didn't expect this monster to be delusional at this time, and I didn't slack off, drawing a circle with my left hand, but stabbing my right hand into the air. Two sword lights, one black and one gold, burst out from my blade and smashed at the youkai in mid-air.

However, the expected collision and kill did not appear, and my two sword lights passed through the body of the youkai and exploded in mid-air, and when I looked back, the youkai seemed to have disappeared half of it out of thin air.