As this strange fluctuation spread, a circle of ghostly light appeared out of thin air, instantly turning into a dark light cover, and instantly enveloping Leng Yaoyang, who was thousands of feet away from the gray-white figure.

At the moment when he was shrouded in dim light, Leng Yaoyang's expression was in a trance, and then he found himself on an extremely barren plain, exuding a desolate aura everywhere.

All sides of the plain were filled with all kinds of fierce and abnormal demon beasts, and each demon beast had a cruel light in its eyes, staring at him who was surrounded in the middle.

"Roar!" "Whoa!"

A moment later, countless demon beasts, led by a dark black demon tiger in the lead, frantically slaughtered Leng Yaoyang, like a tidal wave.

"Cut!" Leng Yaoyang held the axe in both hands, and with an axe, the blood-colored axe burst out, killing a large number of demon beasts on the spot in an instant, and the surging blood soaked a large area of land.

However, the number of demon beasts on this plain was too much, Leng Yaoyang killed one of them, but there were more demon beasts to kill.

For a while, Leng Yaoyang fell directly into a crazy killing.

I don't know how long it has been, all the demon beasts in the entire wasteland have been killed by Leng Yaoyang, and the rich smell of blood has spread for more than ten miles, and Leng Yaoyang's body has already been soaked in blood, and his clothes and hair are dripping blood on the ground.

"This is certainly not the real place, and I was clearly still confronting the gray-white figure in the King's Battlefield before. An incomparably clear thought suddenly appeared in Leng Yaoyang's heart.

At this moment, Leng Yaoyang only felt a violent tremor of heaven and earth, and after a whirlwind of the heavens, the surrounding environment changed greatly, and the sound of the tide sounded in his ears continuously.

However, in an instant, Leng Yaoyang found that he had appeared on a vast ocean, with undulating waves under his feet, and even more clouds overhead, and a thick mist permeating the sea.

"Click! boom!" A benign thunderbolt swept through the sea of clouds, and the entire sky and ocean seemed to burst open under this thunderbolt.

"What the hell is going on, why has this become a sea again?" Leng Yaoyang was completely confused, why did he suddenly appear above the sea again?

A sense of horror rose from the bottom of his heart, Leng Yaoyang was shocked and uncertain, looking at the surrounding environment solemnly, there was a thick crisis in the ocean under his feet, and there was a strong sense of danger around him, which made Leng Yaoyang more and more vigilant in his heart.

"It must be him, it must be his hands and feet. Leng Yaoyang's mind suddenly appeared with the gray-white figure that suddenly appeared on the king's battlefield.

At this moment, an inky blue thunderbolt suddenly fell into the sky, splitting a dark red trajectory in the air, and erupted with a destructive force that could be called Leng Yaoyang's head.

With just a slight sweep, Leng Yaoyang judged that if he was hit by this thunderbolt, he was afraid that he would be blown into scum on the spot and scattered into the ocean under his feet and disappear without a trace.

With a flicker of his body, Leng Yaoyang immediately swept away into the distance, but just after killing so many demon beasts on the wasteland, the true yuan in his body had already consumed as much as seventy or eighty percent, but after sweeping hundreds of zhang, the dark blue thunder in the sky had already slammed down and fell to the sea.

Boom!

The terrifying power of thunder and lightning instantly set off hundreds of zhang waves on the sea surface, smashing towards Leng Yaoyang angrily, directly slapping Leng Yaoyang into the sea.

The figure sank rapidly in the seawater, and Leng Yaoyang had a rare sense of panic in his heart.

However, just as Leng Yaoyang was in shock, a black shadow like a sharp sword quickly stabbed towards him from the bottom of the sea.

The sharp light flickering at the tip of the black shadow made Leng Yaoyang not doubt the sharpness contained in it, if he was hit by it, he was afraid that he would be pierced in an instant.

"Not good!" Leng Yaoyang was shocked in his heart, and the Blood Yang Axe in his hand slashed out, splitting the black shadow in two, and the blood instantly stained the entire surrounding sea water.

"This must be an illusion, it must be an illusion created by the gray figure, I must get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise I will be consumed by this illusion sooner or later!"

After splitting the black shadow into two, Leng Yaoyang struggled to jump in the sea, and finally rushed out of the sea, looking at the surging waves around him, Leng Yaoyang's heart was cold.

When Leng Yaoyang fell into the illusion, on the grassland, the gray-white figure quickly approached Leng Yaoyang.

When he came to Leng Yaoyang's three zhangs, looking at the true yuan that kept bursting out in Leng Yaoyang's body, the smile on his face became more and more weird.

The Illusory Realm was his most powerful method, and with this method, he was able to make a name for himself as the top silver killer Dream Soul of the Blood Cloud Hall above Kyushu, and his name was so loud that it even surpassed a large number of king-level powerhouses.

Over the years, all the assassination missions he took over had never missed once, and all the targets he assassinated were directly in his Xuan Illusory Realm to consume the true yuan cleanly and sober up from the Xuan Illusory Realm.

Yes, once the Illusory Realm is opened, even the dream soul itself cannot control it, and the illusion will only dissipate after the true yuan of the person trapped in the illusion is consumed, but at that time, the person who has woken up from the illusion has no strength in his body.

At that time, for the Dream Soul, those people are no different from the fish on the board, and they will be easily killed by the Dream Soul.

And the reason why the dream soul had been hiding aside and not showing up before was to perfectly arrange the entire Xuan Illusory Realm, in order to kill Leng Yaoyang, who was even stronger than him.

"It seems that he has almost consumed it, hmph, what about the strength? No matter how powerful a person is, in my Fantasy Realm, there is no difference from ordinary people. ”

After about half an hour, feeling the breath on Leng Yaoyang's body that had dropped to the freezing point, a mocking smile was drawn on the dream soul's face, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

If nothing else, this guy should be coming to his senses soon. It's just that I don't know how he will react when he wakes up and finds that his true yuan has been exhausted, and he can't mobilize the slightest strength in his body.

Maybe it's the same despair as those who were assassinated by themselves before.

Dream Soul thought to himself.

In the Illusory Realm, Leng Yaoyang, who was standing on the sea, suddenly closed his eyes and roared, and the terrifying sound was accompanied by terrifying will fluctuations.

At this moment, the gray dead silence and the brilliant dawn, both of which had reached the ninth level of martial arts wills, bloomed madly from the center of Leng Yaoyang's eyebrows, and the resonance formed by the two martial arts wills actually directly tore open deep cracks in this Xuan Illusory Realm.

On the battlefield of kings, Leng Yaoyang's eyes suddenly opened, and his terrifying will erupted into a storm that swept out in all directions.

Along with the storm of will, Leng Yaoyang's thick True Yuan aura erupted.

At this moment, Leng Yaoyang actually relied on his willpower to shatter the Dream Soul, a mysterious illusory realm that had taken the lives of countless strong people.

"What, you actually broke my illusion with your will?" Looking at the terrifying will fluctuations that flickered in Leng Yaoyang's eyes, the dream soul was suddenly shocked.

He really didn't expect that there would be a strong person who could forcibly tear apart his Xuan Illusory Realm simply with his own willpower, and he must know that a king-level powerhouse at the peak of the Xuan Zun Realm could not do this!

Of course, with the keen perception and strong strength of a king-level powerhouse at the peak of the Xuanzun Realm, unless it was voluntary, the current cultivation of the Dream Soul would not be able to forcibly force them into the illusion realm.

"Thief, give me death, Blood Axe Yaoyang!" Breaking through the illusion, looking at the dream soul that was close at hand, Leng Yaoyang was instantly furious, and the Blood Yang Axe in his hand bloomed with terrifying blood light, and he slashed at him with all his strength.

This Mysterious Illusory Realm really frightened Leng Yaoyang fiercely, if it weren't for the fact that his martial arts will was different from ordinary people, I was afraid that this time it would really be planted in his hands.

But even so, in the Xuan Illusory Realm, he had consumed more than sixty percent of Leng Yaoyang's True Yuan, making him far weaker at this time than before.

But even if the consumption of true yuan was huge, Leng Yaoyang's angry blow made the dream soul feel terrible.

Over the years, his best method is to use the Fantasy Realm to exhaust the target's true element, and then crush the opponent to kill, without going through too fierce battles to easily complete the purpose of assassination.

And it is precisely because of this that his actual combat ability is also extremely poor, in the face of Leng Yaoyang, who erupted with anger, even if the dream soul cultivation is not weak, he does not dare to fight him head-on.

"The wind is howling!" Dream Soul exclaimed in his heart, and after resisting Leng Yaoyang's full strength, he fled into the distance with all his strength.

I have to say that although Dream Soul's actual combat ability is not strong, its ability to escape is indeed first-class, but in a moment, it has disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Leng Yaoyang had no intention of catching up, after all, his true yuan consumption was really not small, coupled with the furious blow at the end, the true yuan in his body was less than thirty percent at this time, if he rashly pursued it, he was afraid that he would be vulnerable to the other party's calculations.