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Zhuang Zhoumeng's light wheel behind him was turbulent, flickering, there was a feeling of collapse, Zhuang Zhoumeng This should be the appearance of the dream origin bead, so that the three things in this world have sense, so the turmoil.

The light disappeared, the folds of space turned into stability, and the light wheel behind Zhuang Zhoumeng also returned to calm.

The light completely dissipated, and you could see that there was only a crystal ball-like thing in the box, which was safe and stable, and there was no momentum at all.

With a touch of the palm on it, the Dream Origin Bead was incorporated into Zhuang Zhoumeng's body.

"It may be wasteful, but I have to." Zhuang Zhoumeng looked at the eight blood shadows in all directions, and was a little uncertain.

A trace of divine consciousness sank next to the Dream Origin Bead, and then suddenly entered.

Boom, a thunderclap seemed to sound in my ears.

A feeling of empowerment emerged, and Zhuang Zhoumeng only felt as if he was completely wrapped in the Tao, they were so clear and palpable, and the mysteries of the Dream Dao seemed to be defenseless in front of him.

Zhuang Zhoumeng is like a pedestrian lost in the desert, with no water and no food, but he suddenly encountered a big lake, completely uncontrolled, and only relied on instinct to absorb hard.

Zhuang Zhoumeng's dream perception is like crazy, and he grows hard.

The slightest brilliance wafted out from Zhuang Zhoumeng's body, making Zhuang Zhoumeng look a little more holy.

Zhuang Zhoumeng tried his best to maintain a trace of clarity, and with a wave of his hand, all kinds of mysteries of the dream path bombarded the blood shadow.

"Drink."

The dream path is exerted to the limit, all kinds of mysteries are intertwined with each other, the strips of light hide murderous intentions, and the lotus flowers are also crazy strangulation.

Each Blood Shadow has been bombarded at least three times, but after each bombardment, the Blood Shadow will resurrect from the Blood River, but each time the Blood Shadow resurrects a point, its strength will be weakened by a point.

Zhuang Zhoumeng's whole body is like mutton fat jade, white and flawless, pure and delicate, shining with the brilliance of divinity.

Zhuang Zhoumeng stopped after killing a blood shadow with one punch, and the strange thing was that the eight blood shadows besieging Zhuang Zhoumeng also stopped.

"Ha, ha, ha." Zhuang Zhoumeng chuckled three times, and then looked at the river of blood in the sky.

At this time, the constantly turbulent blood river actually calmed down, just like the blood shadow.

From time to time, a pale golden light flashed in the center of the blood river, and a pure and peaceful aura emanated, of course, this was not enough, the pale golden light gradually began to expand.

The blood river suddenly revealed a feeling of fear, and the extreme silence suddenly became extremely moving, and the blood waves of ten or twenty meters rushed to the pale golden light area, but this was just in vain, once the blood waves of the blood river slapped into the pale golden light area, it would evaporate, condense, and then become the nourishment of the pale golden area.

The pale golden region is expanding its realm at an extremely rapid rate, and the blood river is also repelling the golden region as much as possible.

Slowly, it was not until the pale golden area expanded to half of the blood river that Kankan was expelled by the blood river.

Zhuang Zhoumeng beckoned, and the pale golden river continued to shrink, shrink, shrink, and shrink again, and finally changed lanes to the size of a palm, and fell on Zhuang Zhoumeng's palm.

This pale golden river is naturally purified by the energy in the jade plate, don't look at it as just a small group, but it was condensed by Zhuang Zhoumeng I don't know how much time, so it is extremely pure.

The goal of this peerless practice is not to leave a weakness, its goal is not only the god of dreams, but also includes nightmares, because nightmares are also part of dreams.

Zhuang Zhoumeng looked at the power of the dream realm on his palm, then looked at the blood river in the sky, and shook his head dissatisfied, "Come again." ”

With a casual throw, it turned into a pale golden river again, and when the enemy met, he was very red-eyed, so he naturally wanted to make a fight, not to mention that now the pale golden river was no longer in the body, and the blood river was naturally yearning for the pale golden river, which was almost equivalent to an action cake.

Boom, there was a loud bang, and the river of blood and the river of dreams collided together.

The blood color and the pale gold color are distinct, and the two long rivers are like two long dragons, strangling each other, and they are stalemate for a while.

Zhuang Zhoumeng only glanced at it, and then stopped paying attention, looking at the "monster" in front of him with interest

Twelve heads, twenty-four arms, the body of a beast, the tail of a snake, and the wings on its back.

The twelve blood shadows were completely fused by the blood river's instinct, including the other four blood shadows that were unable to participate because the blood river had to resist the dream power of Zhuang Zhoumeng in the body.

Chaos, confusion, murder, madness, despair.............

All kinds of negative emotions constantly appeared on this blood shadow that was fused into one by twelve blood shadows.

After all, they were formed from the corpses of the twelve god kings of the Yudan period, although the soul was not there, although the cultivation was not there, but some of the instincts carved in the body were still not lost.

They have their own pride, they are all peerless Tianjiao, they are a generation of powerhouses, they are a series of god kings, and they are ............ Guardian of the gods.

The blood shadow continued to struggle, and there was a faint feeling of instability in his body, and he was about to collapse, but the blood river above suddenly rippled, and the residual consciousness on the blood shadow's body was suddenly suppressed, but the blood river was seized by the pale golden river at this moment and suppressed the blood river strongly.

Zhuang Zhoumeng didn't look at the changes on the battlefield above, as if everything was expected by him.

"Roar." The twelve-headed blood shadow roared like a beast, and knives, spears, clubs, whips, and blood-clotted weapons appeared in twenty-four hands.

Recognized Zhuang Zhoumeng, he rushed towards him, the strong man made a move, one second was enough and it was not false, but in an instant, the blood shadow came to Zhuang Zhoumeng with a fishy wind, and the twelve weapons almost covered all the way back of Zhuang Zhoumeng.

A huge crisis enveloped Zhuang Zhoumeng in an instant, Zhuang Zhoumeng felt his heart contract, death, this strange and familiar feeling, obviously it hasn't been long, but why do you feel that the last time you died was like in a previous life.

Could it be that I have begun to forget, to begin to be eroded by the power of time, no, no, how can I forget.

An invisible door was opened, as if instinctively, Zhuang Zhoumeng's hand was raised, and it seemed to cut through the barrier of space, leaving a colorful light mark, and with a slight slash, one of the arms of the blood shadow was cut off, and the attack of the blood shadow was instantly flawed.

Zhuang Zhoumeng's Shenbu was running at full strength, narrowly dodging the attack of the blood shadow, only to see dozens of spatial folds left in mid-air, which were the footprints that Zhuang Zhoumeng stepped on after his speed reached the limit.