Nightmare is not willing to die as soon as he comes out of Dream Mountain, he has been dormant for thousands of years, and he is cautiously exploring the outside world to claim the king and hegemony in the mountains. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Now that he has come out, so many dreams are waiting for him to swallow, so many souls are waiting for him to eat, and a great future is in front of him, how can he die.

"You want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

The nightmare shouted, frantically hitting the furnace transformed by Zhuang Xia's divine soul, making a sonorous sound.

The naked eye can see that the furnace protrudes outward from time to time, which is the direction of the nightmare attack, and such traces disappear between breaths, and are repaired by Zhuang Xia himself.

"You just wait to die!"

Zhuang Xia incarnated as a flood furnace, which has the function of swallowing heaven and decomposing and devouring, suppressing nightmares.

But such a volitional body, although not strong enough, is essentially ahead of Zhuang Xia, and it is not easy to deal with.

The other party attacked again and again, and Zhuang Xia needed to condense his will and form a net to restrain the other party.

The more the nightmare hit, the stronger the will condensed by Zhuang Xia from his divine soul under the pressure, forming a stronger binding on the nightmare.

Therefore, the more this nightmare struggles, the faster it dies.

The collision of wills is not only as hard as a golden iron horse, but also like the glue of the confluence of rivers.

As long as the nightmare's will body collided with the inner wall of the furnace, there were countless chaotic thoughts coming.

Carefully distinguished, the roar of these negative wills impacted Zhuang Xia's will.

"Kill and kill, kill all the people you want to kill, what's the fun of living without killing!"

"There is only pain and sorrow to live, there is no meaning, why live if this is the case!"

"a woman! I want all beautiful women to surrender to my crotch!"

"I'm angry! these damn things, this damn world! It's not going to end well against my will!"

One after another wills rushed like a tsunami, and Zhuang Xia's own will was like an iron wall to resist, and any will that wanted to invade was resisted.

Such a will Zhuang Xia will not integrate into his will at all, and for him, the will of nightmares is poison.

He is a knife, nightmares are like stones, in the collision of wills, only by constantly strengthening his will can he win, as long as he resists the impact of nightmares, his will can be condensed, like refining real gold in fire.

The tea tree spirit watched from below, like a wounded beast licking its wounds, extracting the essence of the tea grove to heal its wounds.

It was extremely surprised to see that someone rushed up to fight the Nightmare after it failed.

"It's those two people!"

Tea tree essence naturally knows that the two people who live in the Sibao family, Zhuang Xia Yanyan's dress is exquisite, and his spirit is good, and he knows at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.

It can be said that the two of them are chivalrous and righteous knights, and now the other party has the courage to fight against nightmares, and their strength is not to be underestimated.

When it saw Zhuang Xia transform into a flood furnace to suppress the nightmare, it trembled violently, what was going on?

I can't believe that a soul can be transformed into a weapon, and a nightmare can be suppressed to death.

Looking at it carefully, the tea tree spirit pondered that if the nightmare won miserably, it might go up and kill him, who let this nightmare cross the line.

But if Zhuang Xia wins, it will have to consider the other party's attitude towards it.

At this time, the nightmare really discovered Zhuang Xia's purpose of honing with him, the more he struggled, the stronger the other party became, and there was no way to escape at all.

He hated it! The other party only regarded him as a whetstone and did not take him seriously.

So he stopped attacking, but moved like a dormant viper.

The other party did not attack, but Zhuang Xia's condensed web of will could not be dispersed, and the nightmare waited for the opportunity to move, just waiting for him to relax and take the opportunity to escape.

"Nightmare, your talent is very good, but after all, you have gone astray. Zhuang Xia said to Nightmare while thinking.

Nightmare disdainful: "My talent is unique, invading other people's dreams is nothing, but devouring dreams and growing is something that no one can do, because those thoughts will pollute your soul and will."

But I was born a nightmare, a master of dreams, a ruler of dreams, devouring dreams and eating and drinking. ”

Very few monks devour other people's minds, and few devour souls, and even if they do, they will quickly go mad and schizophrenic, and become insane.

There are many monks who have fallen into demons, stupidly devouring the souls of ordinary people, and in a short period of time they become stronger, and their cultivation has skyrocketed.

But what about the final outcome? 100 out of 100 died tragically, their temperament changed drastically, and they denied their relatives and devoured their souls recklessly. And there are almost no realms that can rush to high places.

Zhuang Xia's web of will has not been relaxed, and in the short time of subduing the nightmare, his will has been refined from the divine soul, if this nightmare is completely wiped out, the harvest can be imagined.

"You're just not afraid of the intrusion of your mind, because you're a mixed body, and no one's mind has your confusion, no one has your filth. ”

Zhuang Xia sneered, the other party is indeed talented, and invading others can do it without knowing it, which is something that a monk needs a lot of energy to do. What's more, nightmares can invade the dreams of thousands of people at the same time.

Devouring dreams and distilling thoughts into will, Nightmare takes a shortcut. But the idea is not his, the will is only quantity, and the poor quality can be, not to mention that it has been swallowed up like this, and he may not be able to say whether he will be able to do it.

Or it can be said that he is just a combination of the thoughts of many people and beasts, and it is the combination of the negative thoughts of these creatures that form his resentful body.

Nightmare screamed, visibly enraged: "You have angered me! I am a mind body, a powerful and unique mind body, who can despise me?"

I know you want me to attack to temper your own will. But I know what you want me to do? ”

He continued: "As long as I devour dreams, I can always be strong, I have no limits!"

But at this time, he slammed into the furnace, like a sharp sword that looked at death as if it were home.

Boom!

After a roar of the bell, the nightmare turned into a large cake and slipped down, hitting the pain, but it didn't rush out at all.

Zhuang Xia had been guarding against it, and Nightmare must have thought that he would be shocked when he was provoked, but he didn't.

At this time, under normal circumstances, people will relax from the tense state, and this opportunity to relax is also when he escapes from the nightmare.

It's a pity that his trick was completely seen through by Zhuang Xia.

Want to run?

Zhuang Xia was merciless: "Can you keep strengthening? Don't be kidding, your will is just rootless water, you have no soul and no body." Although the starting point is high, there is limited room for growth. ”

He was telling the truth, although his will was strong, the nightmare would no longer produce qualitative changes, he was just a mongrel made of a mixture of the thoughts of many living beings.

The angry nightmare was stimulated by Zhuang Xia, and Fang Cai's trick was still recognized, and he was as manic as a roaring monkey, jumping up and down against the web of will that bound him.

After a while, the exhausted nightmare fell to the ground like a mess of mud, and he didn't care what Zhuang Xia said.

Zhuang Xia laughed for a while, and the other party's jumping up and down made his will refine a lot, and the overall condensation increased.

"I can't help it if you don't move? You're so naïve. ”

The will in the furnace incarnated by the divine soul flows like a great mill, shattering the nightmare like a steel knife, and wants to wear away the nightmare.

Zhuang Xia's will cut the nightmare into dozens of tiny pieces, and the painful nightmare jumped up with a swish, only to find that such a will attached to the steel knife was sharpened in all directions.

The whole will was divided, and the nightmare grew weaker and weaker, and he knew that if he didn't fight back, he might really die.

It was because he struck again, and the strength of the dying counterattack was even more than his full period, but it was too late by this time.

Zhuang Xia's will has become a lot stronger in the training, refining from the divine soul, developing in the direction of the will body, and going far on the road of transforming the will into power.

The will comes from the soul, from the mind, as long as the soul is still there, the energy will continue to speed up from the soul, and the soul will slowly recover and replenish. Thus the will increases in the aggregate.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the nightmare had been cut into tens of thousands of tiny pieces, and he continued to integrate into one, but it was constantly divided, and there was no power to gather in the consumption, and even if it did, it would be quickly divided.

Every small fragment contains countless wills, Zhuang Xia's divine soul is wrapped in small fragments, and the violent will impacts, and the will in the divine soul rushes out of resistance and carries out the process of tempering.

Tiny fragments are constantly being worn out, and Zhuang Xia's own will is refined from the divine soul and strengthened in the collision of wills.

"I hate it!" the nightmare remnant was infinitely resentful.

He has not yet developed his ambitions, but he died here, how unwilling he is!

But Zhuang Xia ignored his swearing, and was bent on grinding out his broken will.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Xia threw out the residue left of the nightmare, and the furnace returned to a three-inch villain again.

Zhuang Xia examined himself, and there was no remnant of the nightmare's negative will, and his own will consumed one-fifth, and one-half was extracted from the divine soul.

It only takes some time for his will to be restored, and the total amount of his will will will be the will in the soul plus the part that has been refined. The total amount has increased.

Some tired Zhuang Xia's spirits have returned to their bodies, and the will body of nightmares is really indelible, but there are also a lot of gains.

Not to mention the improvement of will, even the nightmare's many negative wills also made him build a database to monitor his negative emotions to avoid problems.

Yes, everyone has seven emotions and six desires, but excessive seven emotions and six desires are indulgence, and if they are not controlled, they are demons, and Zhuang Xia will control these within a moderately controllable range.

Glancing at the shrunken tea tree essence, Zhuang Xia lazily paid attention to it and didn't care.

Yan Yan saw Zhuang Xia come back, and a smile appeared on his face: "Husband, can you gain something?"

"There are quite a few. Zhuang Xia smiled.

"The nightmare's problem isn't over yet, and he still has part of his will left in the dreams of thousands of people in the town. Yan Yan frowned.

Although the will of the Nightmare Subject has been worn away, and the power to devour the dream has been withdrawn, the part that caused the nightmares of thousands of townspeople remains.

If you don't do it, the convergence of those forces will be another nightmare, and it will come back when you give him time.

"Then perish. Zhuang Xia said domineeringly.