The two fingers in the middle of the food were erected, and Nangong's fingertips gently swiped in the air with a faint fluorescence, drawing a few natural trajectories, and then slowly disappeared into the air, as if they had never appeared.

The trail is gone, but the rune is.

This is a broken gold and jade talisman.

As Nangong's fingers were lowered, the next moment, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly flowed in a trajectory that ordinary people could not understand, and in an instant, an invisible qi blade was formed, which were staggered and scattered around his body in a tic-tac-toe shape, forming a small circle similar to a protective shield.

Nangong relieved his mind and nodded with satisfaction.

Now Morteng is hiding in the realm of nightmares, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

The sixth-order peak shot, there are very few people who dare to ignore it, although he is confident in his mouth, but he attaches more importance to it than anyone else in his heart, after all, this battle is related to his own life.

The so-called invisible blade is the deadliest. The broken gold and jade talisman is shadowless and invisible, and in today's environment, it is the most suitable for defending instead of attacking. I believe that as long as Morteng appears, there will definitely be surprises!

At this time, the heaven and earth became quieter and quieter, and the black like a mist became more and more intense.

Ai Jialu was chased by Liyuchun and flew away, and Ai Jiali was also silent. In the Nightmare Realm, no one is alone, not even Agarie, so she can't see anyone but herself.

And because of this, she became more and more afraid to speak out, for fear of affecting Nangong's battle.

After all, the beginning of the sixth order against the peak of the sixth order, the slightest carelessness would be the result of a catastrophe, and she didn't want to become a widow just after passing the door.

Time passed in silence, and I don't know how long it took, but Morteng in the dark did not make a move.

He's waiting.

The lion fights the rabbit, and he should go all out, so he is waiting for the moment when Nangong relaxes. In an instant, he could cut his neck, a claw, into two pieces.

And Nangong, he is also waiting.

Morten was waiting for him to relax, and he was also waiting for Morten to make a move. The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the open, and only by defending instead of attacking can we grasp the chance of victory. And the moment Mo freed his hand, it was when he turned the defense into an attack.

And he can afford to wait. Because he suddenly remembered that what Ai Jialu had said before he left: half an hour.

In such an environment, every word of Ai Jialu will certainly not be untargeted, so it is certain that the "half an hour" he said refers to Morten's nightmare realm, which can only last for half an hour at most.

Just wait for half an hour later, and the winner will be known.

As for the realm of perception that Ai Jialu said, then Nangong couldn't do anything...... I'm afraid no one will believe it when he says it, his magic has already broken through to the sixth order in one fell swoop, but he still hasn't comprehended the perception realm that the fifth order should master.

There is no other reason, time is too rushed. It has only been a few days since he became a Sixth Order, so how can he have time to comprehend these mysterious skills?

For the sake of today's plan, Nangong had no choice but to separate his divine consciousness from his body and attach it to the meaning of the broken gold and jade talisman, so as to replace the role of the perception domain.

And so it was, waiting, waiting......

Everyone is waiting.

It's always easy to lose track of the tense atmosphere, and just like that, I don't know how long it has been......

After drawing the broken gold and jade talisman, Nangong stayed in place and remained motionless. And the patient Morteng gradually lost his breath at this time.

Ai Jialu was right, his nightmare realm could indeed only last for half an hour, and after half an hour, it would automatically disappear.

You must know that the domain is an ability that can only be mastered by the seventh order, and Morteng is only the peak of the sixth order. Although it is only one line away, it is not a true seventh order after all. Therefore, it is already rare that he can master a little bit of the realm, how long can he expect this realm to last?

According to Morteng's rich experience, half an hour is enough for him to tear any opponent to shreds. In fact, except for a few demon-level people, such as the Aijialu and Aijiali brothers and sisters, there were already as many as five in the early stage of the seventh order who died at his hands, and many of them were also masters of the demon clan.

However, now, he found strangely that in the face of the little bald head in front of him, who was only in the early stage of the sixth order, he couldn't find a chance to make a move.

Nangong stopped there quietly, with the sky above his head and the earth under his feet, and his body was covered with flaws, as if he could scratch his throat as long as he grabbed it at will.

However, the more this is the case, the more Morteng does not dare to make a move.

Because for some reason, he always felt that the little bald head seemed to be covered with an inexplicable aura of forest, as if a big net was spreading, waiting for him to pounce on himself and throw himself into the net.

"What the hell!" Morteng cursed in his heart. Such a weird sixth-order, such a weird little bald head, he was the first time in his life to see it.

As time passed, Morteng's heart became more and more impatient, calculating the time, and the realm was about to disappear. Just when he was about to forcibly make a move and forcibly crush Nangong with his absolute strength one order higher, Nangong suddenly closed his eyes.

This closure never opened again, as if asleep.

At the same time, Morteng also sensed that the inexplicable aura around him had disappeared.

"Good opportunity!" Morteng was overjoyed when he saw this, so he made a decisive move and pounced forward silently.

This pounce, with the support of the power of the sixth-order peak, was as fast as lightning, and in just an instant, Morteng had already arrived in front of Nangong, almost a distance of less than a foot.

"This demon still thinks you have three heads and six arms, but that's just it!hahaha...... Little bald head, die!"

Morten didn't hide his breath, nor did he hide his murderous intentions. He was so naked and naked that he expressed his desire and hope to kill Nangong. Because in the realm of nightmares, it's his world. If he was willing, even if he beat gongs and drums in front of Nangong and blew the conch, Nangong would never be able to see or hear any sound or any abnormal movement.

Even if it is the realm of perception, it will be suppressed by the realm of nightmares within three inches of the surface of the body, which is better than nothing.

In the next moment, Mo Teng made a lightning move, and his hands suddenly showed sharp nails, and they grabbed Nangong's throat like iron cones.

However, in the next moment, Morteng felt a sudden tightness on his wrist, as if he was being grabbed by another hand. Immediately after, a sharp chill suddenly appeared, hitting his throat.

This chill was so sudden, so terrifying! In just an instant, the cold hairs on Morton's neck had already stood upside down.

"Impossible!"

As unbelievable as it was, Morten's response was not slow at all. Almost instinctively, his left hand retracted with lightning and slammed it down his throat.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the sound like a sharp blade cutting through the bones came, and the second finger of the index on Morteng's left hand was broken in response. Before the blood could spurt out, he had already thrown his head back sharply, and his body retreated.

The whole action is like a cloud of water in the same go.

Between the lightning and flint, Morteng seemed to have bumped into someone, and suddenly a muffled snort came from his ears. But he didn't dare to stop at all, and instantly adjusted his direction and flew upward. It wasn't until he flew dozens of feet away that the inexplicable chill had completely disappeared that he stopped.

When I looked back, I found that the little bald head had appeared three feet behind where I had been. The direction he was facing was the back of himself at that time. On his right hand, there was an inconspicuous dagger at some point, and a drop of blood was slowly sliding down on the dagger.

And not far from the little bald head, two young pieces of flesh were falling to the ground. The sharp, shiny nails told Mortten that it was his finger......

Such a strange scene can only say one thing, something that Morteng can't dream of, that is......

At the same time that Mo Teng attacked Nangong's throat with the intention of killing him with one blow, Nangong didn't know what means he used, and suddenly appeared behind Mo Teng, and then used the dark dagger to kill him. As a result, both the killing and counter-killing failed, Nangong was unharmed, and Morteng paid the price of two fingers.

I have to say that since killing the copper hammer and the mountain of the reverse dragon in one sword, Nangong seems to have fallen in love with this method of killing, because it is really crisp and direct enough, and it is cut in two without any delay......

"Little bald head, you...... No way!"

At this time, Morten was furious, he couldn't believe his eyes at all, "This is the realm of the demon, you can't find the location of the demon......! What the hell are you up to?!"

"Hehe, speaking of which, I have to thank General Morten for your ......"

At this time, Nangong was still facing away from him, but when he heard this, he suddenly chuckled, and said to the air in front of him: "If it weren't for the fact that your domain completely closed my five senses and made me isolated, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to comprehend the realm of perception so quickly......"

"You ......"

Morteng, who learned the answer, was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood, but he still refused to believe that this was the final answer, so he shouted again: "Even so, you will never be able to sense the location of this demon! Because in the nightmare realm, even if it is the perception realm, it will be suppressed within three inches of the body surface, and it will not be ...... at all."

"I believe the general, you also know ......"

Before he finished speaking, Nangong interrupted him, and said lightly: "Divine consciousness is the foundation of the realm of perception. And the so-called realm of perception is just a technique for the use of the external release of divine consciousness. And in essence, consciousness is also a derivative of the soul. Although the soul of a person with a strong divine consciousness is not necessarily strong, a person with a strong soul must have a very strong divine consciousness. And unfortunately, the soul under it happens to be a little stronger than others. As for how much stronger, then ......"

As he spoke, his nerdy attributes seemed to flare up again.

Just as he was about to start an in-depth discussion on topics such as how much stronger his soul was than others, why it was so powerful, what a powerful soul does, and the connection between soul strength and the realm of perception, Morten finally couldn't bear it anymore and exclaimed, "Enough!"

"Forehead ......"

Nangong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Doesn't General Morten want to know how big my perception realm is within your Nightmare Domain?"

This question made Morteng also stunned on the spot, and he subconsciously blurted out: "How ...... How big?"

"It can reach up to three zhang, but then the perception is more vague......" Nangong frowned, and then said: "But if it is shrunk to within one zhang, you know it well." ”

"What?!"

Compared with his previous words, this time the answer was unexpectedly short and direct, but at this moment, Morteng wondered if there was something wrong with his ears: "The largest three zhang?!

"It's not exact, but it's not far off. Nangong nodded.

"This ...... It can't be!"

At this moment, the shock in Morten's heart was far greater than the pain in his hands. If given the choice, he would rather his ears really go wrong.

Because he knew better than anyone else that when he was deep in the Nightmare Realm, the cultivator's perceptual realm would be suppressed to a hundred times smaller than the normal range. If it is usually three zhang, then in the nightmare realm, it will be pressed into three inches.

Because of this, he was able to be so unscrupulous in the Nightmare Realm, as if he had entered a no-man's land, and even crossed the ranks to kill some seventh-order powerhouses. Because when you fight against him, he is often the only one who beats people, and no one beats him!

Such a battle is naturally invincible......

If what the little bald head said was true, and even in the Nightmare Realm, his perceptual realm could spread three feet wide, then wouldn't his normal range be ......

Three zhang, multiplied by a hundred times......

"Three...... Three hundred zhang?!"

Morteng, who was okay with arithmetic, was so shocked on the spot that he almost fell off his eyes, "Three hundred zhang of perception realm...... An ordinary sixth-order cultivator is already quite good if he can have ten feet and eight feet, but this little bald head is ......! The demon god is on top! Is this little bald head still a human being? It can't be a monster in human skin, right?!"

Although the size of the field is not so simple to add, subtract, multiply and divide, it is also quite scary.

At this moment, Mo Teng no longer wanted to investigate how Nangong managed to kill himself in a desperate situation, he only knew that his two fingers were broken.

Not at all!

Even the three-hundred-zhang perception realm can be had, such a human being, who believes that he has no other powerful stunts against the sky?

"Three hundred zhang of perception field...... Even if it's Lord Demon Venerable, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it to this extent...... This son is not human!"

"General Morten......"

Just when Morteng was distracted, Nangong's voice suddenly came: "Your domain is completely useless to me, and now, there are only two minutes left until half an hour, if you don't have other skills, general, then I suggest, general, you should admit defeat, it's a useless waste of everyone's time." For Agali's sake, if the general swears that he will never interfere in the affairs of Hamnata, then I promise that I will not be embarrassed to let the general go. ”

"Defeated, admit defeat, impossible!"

Morteng came back to his senses and was furious: "Now between you and me, it is not a competition, but an endless battle of life and death! As long as the demon is not dead for a day, it is impossible to admit defeat! The little bald head ...... You recognize the reality!"

After speaking, Morteng's eyes suddenly became bloody!

I saw him roar wildly, his body shook violently, and he suddenly turned into a monster with a praying mantis on the upper body and a long tail on the lower body, and flew towards Nangong. (To be continued.) )