Song Yicheng fell to the ground now, clutching the spear in his hand, one turned over and jumped up, looking at the more imposing tree spirit grandma opposite, and the female ghosts who came up around and Nie Xiaoqian with a calm face in the distance, Song Yicheng only felt bitter in his heart, astringent in his mouth, mother, didn't this movie say that Nie Xiaoqian was kind-hearted and gentle, Lao Tzu was deceived by this damn movie, mother, is this considered a tiger skin?

The system is right, this ghost is a feminine thing, a collection of poverty, decay, sorrow, disaster, shame, misery, mildew, pain, death, death, loneliness, lewdness, delusion, bad luck, disease, thin life, pain in one, I even ignored the system's reminders, and believed her words of cooperating with myself to find a way to kill my grandmother, alas, now I should run away, and those who can't run away are left with only myself, it seems that there is no other way, but to fight up and fight for this tree spirit grandma.

"Xiaoqian, I didn't expect grandma to treat you so much, you still care so much about grandma and my safety, grandma really misjudged you, from now on, you can come back again, grandma's side is inseparable from you, no one has combed grandma and me for a long time......"!

After the nearly 100-meter-high tree shook for a while, it once again turned into an image of an old lady condensed by the black-green demonic energy in the air.

"Brave rats, dare to sneak attack grandma, today, grandma, I can't let you come and go, I won't let you die so quickly, grandma must let you taste all the punishments in this world before you die, the demon flame is monstrous, and the wood is transformed. The willows are dark and the flowers are bright, it seems to be true and illusory, it is also illusory and true, the boundless demon world, give me ......"!

What kind of cultivation is grandma now, although she has not yet transformed into a shape, but in terms of cultivation, she has fully overwhelmed the two realms of Song Yicheng, and it is not easy for this demon to cultivate, especially this wood vegetation demon cultivation. It is even more difficult to transform into shapes, and some tree demons who have survived for a long time may not be able to transform into shapes after practicing for nearly a thousand years, but the profound cultivation accumulated over the years has made these tree monsters more harmful and difficult.

Without waiting for Song Yicheng's next move, the tree spirit grandmother was already there with a wave of her hands, sprinkling a sea of white flower rain in the sky, and the fragrant flower rain exuded an intoxicating sweet smell in the air. The whole person stayed there, not even caring about the attack plan that had been set, and the expression on his face kept changing, obviously. has entered the illusion created by this dryad.

This trick is exactly the trick of this tree spirit grandmother, with her own demonic power as the guide and the fragrance of flowers as the lure. Stir up the deepest memory or past events in the enemy's heart, and make people unconsciously indulge in a fantasy space created by this tree spirit with your memory as the main body, so that you can't help but fall into it. As a result, he fell into the control of the dryad step by step, and finally had no power to fight back at all, and was at the mercy of it.

Song Yicheng has never encountered a mental attack since he obtained this interception system, and now, as soon as he encounters this trick of this tree demon, he will immediately be hit without accident, if it is just a simple move, it will be forgotten, and what is even more pitiful is that this unlucky child suddenly led out the past calamity that he was destined to cross in the nine changes of his demon body.

These days, Song Yicheng has always felt that he is restless, and from time to time a white female figure appears in his mind, and at the same time, at the same time as this white shadow rises, he always involuntarily pours out of his heart a sad feeling, as if he has lost his most precious thing, Song Yicheng does not know, this is actually the beginning of this past life, and it is also a starting point for him to recover the memory of his previous life.

Afterlife refers to the saying that after death, the spirit goes to Elysium to reach another level of life, in fact, it generally refers to the deceased person (good before life and good death can be called death). In Buddhism, it is generally believed that after death, the spirit is immortal, and if you practice Buddhism or do good deeds during your lifetime, you will decide where you will go based on your merits. A person who dies well dies physically, but the human spirit and soul actually gain eternal life in another world, so it is called a dead life.

And this past life calamity, is a kind of invisible power, can dig out the memories of your previous life, so that the spiritual memory of your previous life in this life to achieve another form of resurrection, the memories of the two lives are intertwined, leading to the joys, sorrows, and sorrows you experienced in the previous life, if you can't get through, the whole person is immersed in the various grievances of the previous life, never ending, when the time comes, it is inevitable that the body will die, not to mention, this Song Yicheng is led out of the past life at the same time, There is also such a sinister tree demon grandma by his side.

An old broken bridge, an oil umbrella that has gone through wind and rain, a pool of rippling lake, a fishing boat supported by a penny, and two beautiful and delicate beauties in the drizzle and breeze, this is the first picture Song Yicheng saw.

Then the picture turned again, the scene around Song Yicheng changed again, and he now came to a colorful house again, and he was very unbelievably the groom in the center of the crowd, leading a woman with a big red hijab. Song Yicheng looked down at the clothes on his body, yes, he didn't know when, he was also wearing a bright red wedding dress.

Before Song Yicheng could react to what was going on, he saw that the picture changed again, in an ancient pharmacy facing the street, Song Yicheng was now sitting upright on the desk, gently tapping the desktop with one hand, and stretching out two fingers with the other, which was on the wrist of an ancient middle-aged wealthy businessman dressed up, carefully diagnosing the pulse of the other party.

This, what's going on?

Song Yicheng closed his eyes innocently, and immediately opened them quickly, but what he saw was that he had taken off his outer robe, shoes and socks, and was only wearing a middle coat, sitting on the bed in a daze, and a delicate and delicate woman next to him shyly took his arm and gently persuaded him: "Official, the hour is not early, let's rest early......"!

Looking at the peerless face in front of him who was shy and unshy, but made her familiar to the bones, just when Song Yicheng opened his mouth to ask something, the whole picture he was in changed violently again, but Song Yicheng came to the scorching summer at this time, only to see a huge white snake man with the thickness of a bucket standing up, in front of the hall to himself who was sitting at the table drinking and spit out a red snake letter more than two meters long, on the opposite side of the table in front of him, there was also a pair of used chopsticks and a wine glass poured on the table, A thick realgar asked......

Before this Song Yicheng could take any countermeasures, he saw a cold wind blowing, and he actually came to the edge of the West Lake again, where a heroic old monk with a tiger's back and a bear's waist said to him in a loud voice: "Lao Na is the host of the Jinshan Temple, Xu Shizhu, you have a fate with the Buddha, but you are willing to practice with Lao Na, and from then on stay away from the snake demon, the green lantern is a friend, the ancient Buddha is a companion, reciting the true scriptures of Buddhism, pursuing the right path in the world, and cultivating an Arhat golden body to achieve positive results, you are willing to go?" Nan no Amitabha ......"!

The old monk's voice sounded like a bell, directly ringing in the depths of people's hearts, and the last Buddha horn was like a thunderbolt that suddenly woke up this Song Yicheng, and there was no longer the confusion just now.

God, what kind of Fahai is this old monk just now, I, could it be that I am that Xu Xian, what kind of mess is this, am I not fighting with that tree demon? How did this happen, could it be that I fell into the trap of that dryad and didn't realize it?

"Return, Hanhe, Shahe......".

A long and vast Sanskrit sound was drunk from Song Yicheng's mouth, the Sanskrit sound was like a thunderbolt descending from the world, grand and majestic, thunderous, with a great majesty and domineering in the voice, a huge thunder exploded around Song Yicheng with this rolling sound, and directly woke up this Song Yicheng from the illusion, allowing him to see his current situation.

I saw that my hands and legs were now hung up with a tree vine, and the volley was suspended in mid-air, and my own overlord gun was inserted not far in front of me at this time, but I didn't know that I had fallen into a fantasy world, and I threw away the weapon and was hung up, where it hung in the air without defense, and in front of me, at this time, there was a huge thick blood-red tongue like a snake venom flying in, it seemed that the tree demon was tired of playing, and was ready to hit with a blow, and as a result, he died.

Seeing that his life was under great threat, Song Yicheng, who had just woken up, hurriedly poked into the storage space of Shen Niansheng, ready to take out the mecha and merge with himself, but he didn't expect that in a hurry, he took out a dusty cone-shaped object, which was Song Yicheng's last lottery to get the prize breaking cone, and the current situation was critical, this Song Yicheng didn't care about anything useful or useless, according to the instructions he saw at the beginning, he violently destroyed all the true elements in his body, and poured into the body of this cone-shaped magic weapon.

It's hot, it's hot, before Song Yicheng can make any next moves, I saw a ripple in the entire void, and a powerful spatial power gushed out in place, and the powerful spatial energy directly forced the dryads back dozens of meters away, and then the entire void was cut by that short cone A gap more than two meters high, and a powerful suction force swept through, rolling the spear on the ground and the stunned Song Yicheng into it. Then from that crack gushed out a powerful aura energy again, these energies directly formed a huge tornado in place, the tornado whistled through the hall, swept through all the items in the hall, and finally raged there for more than ten minutes, then slowly weakened, and finally returned to a calm.

It's just that after the dryad calmed down, Song Yicheng could no longer be seen in the same place, obviously this Song Yicheng no longer knew that he had been swept into that unknown space. (To be continued......)

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!