How many layers are there in a dream?

Are you dreaming, or are you in reality?

And who can tell the difference?

"However, it is his plan for the next level of the witch system."

A sly smile rose at the corner of Syvi's mouth:

"There is even a third layer, and in the future, I can let the head descending division under my command develop it and promote the general trend of the times."

"It seems that the potential of his system for the future development is really good."

"Wizard, pure spiritual extreme, wish witch, pure physical extreme.... And martial arts, pure skill is the ultimate. ”

Sylvie sighed.

"But this guy is also doing a good job, I really think that he is a genius who has surpassed the Son of Heaven countless times, and he will take the theoretical results of the future to the present and use it to hit 'me'."

Just when she was watching the play, Emperor Zhu Qi had already swept the Heavenly Dao.

"A bunch of rubbish! My hidden talents are several times more powerful than those of the Son of Heaven, and you can feel fear like this. ”

With a mocking and contemptuous look on his face, he defeated the Son of Heaven and Minis, killed the mastermind behind the scenes, Norkron, and re-embarked on the pinnacle of life.

Married Bai Fumei Aurora, took charge of the Heavenly Dao artifact - Creation Jade Butterfly Xiwei, became an unprecedented contemporary Heavenly Emperor, established the Zhuwu Heavenly Court, and began to promote the times to the heavens and all worlds.

Kacha Kacha!

And next to him, Wharton slapped for a while, and frantically captured from various perspectives, "Hahaha!" Black History, Black History! Another man's black history! ”

Even another Wharton came after him and came to this stage to shoot the stage character above, "I'll do it too!" ”

Sylvie just shook her head.

It's not just her body that stole the crazy nesting doll of the Zhuwu clan.

This layer of dreams is also countless nesting dolls, how can they easily break through quickly?

That's when it happened.

Sylvie sat in the audience when she suddenly heard a strange coughing sound.

Cough!

Ahem!

It is the familiar coughing sound of the Son of Heaven, the voice is empty, more and more clear, but it gives people a strange and terrifying inexplicable feeling.

For no reason, Xiwei only felt a burst of creepy.

This coughing sound is like a sign of the appearance of certain monsters in horror movies, and when I hear it again and again, it gradually begins to be dyed with an inexplicable horror color.

"Son of Heaven, I know you're right in front of you."

Xi Wei stood up directly, and her gaze fell on Emperor Wu Tian again. ()

The battle of the strong is the state of mind, the force, the hole cards, the system of restraint... Under the influence of various factors, the really strong will make reasonable use of everything.

As a heavenly dao, she was able to come to this point by defeating the strong with the weak.

Relying on passive defense alone, there is almost no aggression, and one person fights to this extent.

And she also knows that the real expert who defeats the strong with the weak, and the genius in technique, is the Emperor of Martial Arts, the Son of Heaven.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Xiwei controlled the spotlights on the entire stage, and one chip after another quickly enveloped Emperor Zhu Qi in the ring, frantically increasing the output power of the dream realm.

The light is shrouded.

In this way, she wants to concentrate her strength and find out the existence of the other party.

Thundered!

Every layer of nesting dolls on Zhu Qi's body was infiltrated by the dream realm and forcibly brought into the dream for detection, hypnosis, and temptation.

And at this very moment.

"Ahem, you've finally found me."

In a certain layer of nesting doll skull on Zhu Qi's body, a figure began to peel off and broke away from Zhu Qi's skull.

Whoa~!

Then a terrifying scene appeared.

This skull fragment gradually gathered on the ground.

The strange flesh and blood breeded, and he gradually turned into a slender man.

This young man is dressed in a white robe, dustless, giving people a sense of calm and elegance, his temperament is natural, and he has the posture of the strongest true god, which is true at a glance.

Xi Wei's eyes suddenly became solemn, and she slowly stood up, revealing a real solemn look, "You finally appeared, with your character, you should be eager for this peak battle, so as not to wake them up, right?" ”

"It's nature." The Son of Heaven nodded.

"Then let's go out and fight!"

Xi Wei saw that the other party had taken the bait, and secretly said in her heart that she was really a martial idiot.

She's been planning this battle for a long time!

Calculations.

And although there are some small discrepancies in the development of everything, for example, Emperor Wu Tian is still alive, and he actually attacked his own defenses, and he had to bring them here to open the second backhand.

But it is also developing along its own general course.

In a battle with the Son of Heaven, she didn't think she would lose.

With the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, in the state of Merge Dao, his fighting talent will not be weaker than that of the Son of Heaven. ()

And what about hard power?

She has more than a dozen layers of nesting dolls, and the strength of thousands of rings.

The Son of Heaven is only about one hundred and ten rings.

Although he has completed racial differentiation and become a special life, his actual combat power may be about one or two hundred rings.

His own strength is crushed, his talent is equal, and with the blessing of the common people, it is not that he can't fight the boss!

Yes.

Everyone else thinks she's the boss, but Sylvie thinks the other party is, and she's on the lookout.

She believes that Emperor Zhu Qi back then could stop the other party, and now she can!

And there is only one way to win the Son of Heaven.

Bullying the small!

Realm, energy, quantity, and a huge gap to crush the other party, in order to win.

The next moment, Xiwei and the Son of Heaven came directly to the outside world and made a quick move.

The two collided together in an instant.

The martial arts and wisdom of the common people are the wisdom of Xiwei.

"Open!!"

She snorted softly, her hair grew and lengthened rapidly, turning into pitch-black knives, guns, and swords, and she stood still and did not defend, and directly began to attack.

The martial arts spirit and courage bred in each weapon are all at the peak, as if there are hundreds of geniuses, each with their own artistic conception fighting.

"One is all beings."

The Son of Heaven was slightly surprised, his body changed like a colorful butterfly, danced gracefully, dodged the attack of the weapon, and said softly:

"This kind of physique and strength, I can't imagine that the dull and simple path of the head descending master clan still has this effect, this Zhu Qitian Emperor and you, but it gives me long eyes."

The family of head lowering masters is a simple road.

It seems that the head can have countless shapes, spatula, pagoda, sword, wine jug... But most of them are bells and whistles.

The type of head that really fights has to be a skull with a blood drop shape swept by hair, which is most suitable for attacking and maximizing play.

But even so, with the hair tied up and the head covered, this move is indeed too simple.

There are countless martial arts in the martial arts, and there are countless witchcraft in the wizard, and this head descending master only has a sleeve.

Today, it has changed!

Xi Wei kept colliding, "My clan has no power to protect itself, and can only parasitize!" And this system of wishing witches, which uses the body as a layer and gathers the power of all people, can be perfectly used as the shell of the Heavenly Dao. ”

"That's right." The Son of Heaven smiled: "It's just too matched." ”