Sima Sanniang and Zhuge Liuyun walked out of the Bingxin Thatched Cottage quickly, and saw Yang Jiao standing outside calmly and laughing.

Behind him are also the four sages of the Demon Palace.

"Demon Lord, what are you doing here?"

Zhuge Liuyun looked at Yang Jiao with a little nervousness, and he could only deeply feel that his sense of oppression that was condensed but not dispersed, like a bottomless abyss, was too strong.

"This Holy Monarch is here to raise the enemy."

"You worms are too wasteful, more than half a year has passed, and there is no progress at all."

"Let me see the secret of Dacheng's mysteries when I can see it."

On the day when the Heavenly Demon rushed to the Seven Evils, Yang Jiao's main purpose was to dominate the world with the Yin Moon Dynasty to see if he could obtain the power of the world's origin in the Heavenly Dao.

It is just that he wants to use the desperate situation of life and death as food, supplemented by the Heavenly Demon Star Endless Heavenly Demon Resentment, and strive to have the strength to transcend the limits of this world.

As for why he dared to make such a wave, it was because even if he died because of this, he could return to the main world with his current strength.

As a result, he didn't expect them to be so uncompetitive, so how could he improve his strength faster and stronger.

Thinking of this batch of waste materials, Yang Jiao's eyes couldn't help revealing a chill that penetrated people's hearts.

"Xuanxin Zhengzong has now all gone to their ancestral master to apologize."

"If you don't work harder, I'm afraid they'll have to keep up with their back feet as soon as they go."

"What?!"

Sima Sanniang and Zhuge Liuyun stared at Yang Jiao with disbelief.

Among them, Zhuge Liuyun was even more indignant and angry:

"You...... How dare you do such a ruthless hand, these are human lives! ”

"What? You want to do it with me! ”

Yang Jiao caught a glimpse of Zhuge Liuyun's rattling fist.

"If anger can be exchanged for victory, then there is no such thing as defeat in this world."

"Fresh lives are dying in your hands, and you can be so indifferent."

Zhuge Liuyun's face turned red, and he became more and more angry.

"Fresh life? Scold! ”

Yang Jiao was indifferent, and with a condescending posture, he said:

"In the eyes of the strong, there is no seat for the weak, let alone mercy and love for the weak.

Suddenly, Zhuge Liuyun's eyes were bloodshot, he couldn't bear it, and he was about to do it.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that Zhuge Liuyun had offended his own holy monarch like this, the evil dragon immediately drew his sword and said angrily:

"Xuanxin's authentic life is fate, then my Yin Moon Dynasty's life is not fate!"

"Do you know that over the years, how many clansmen of my Yinyue Dynasty have died at the hands of Xuanxin Zhengzong."

"Now, this is called heavenly reason, and retribution is unpleasant."

Then, as if because of the black of the near-ink, Shura decisively mended the knife:

"Or it can be said that the way of heaven is a good reincarnation, and the sky spares whom."

Sima Sanniang saw that Zhuge Liuyun was poor in words, and didn't know what to say.

He first pressed Zhuge Liuyun beside him, and then asked Yang Jiao:

"Demon Lord, we have already parted ways with Xuanxin Zhengzong, and we have nothing to do with it anymore, why are you here now, showing off your might?

"This Holy Monarch said, I came here for the enemy, if Yan Hongye can't cure myself today."

Yang Jiao's cold darkness flickered in his eyes, and he said shuddering words in a playful tone:

"You may still be able to keep up with the footsteps of Jin Guang and talk about how you should go to meet the ancestor of Xuanxin Authentic Sect."

In the room of the Bingxin Thatched Cottage, Yan Hongye frowned slightly, watching Yang Jiao and his party walk over.

"The Demon Lord of the Seven Nights......"

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Jiao flicked his fingers, and Yan Hongye suddenly fainted.

"Momiji!"

Sima Sanniang dodged to support Yan Hongye, who was about to fall to the ground.

"Don't talk nonsense, Zhuge Liuyun pulls people into dreams."

Yang Jiao ignored the two annoyed gazes, and asked the four sages of the Demon Palace to protect the Dharma for him, and sat on a chair.

Zhuge Liuyun didn't hesitate much, also found a chair, and closed his eyes.

In a trance.

Yang Jiao came to an empty town, looked at the familiar street, and immediately understood that this was Nanguo Town.

Slightly perceiving the environment he is in now, an ethereal meaning floats in his heart.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, because Zhuge Liuyun was the son of humans and demons, he could enter other people's dreams at will, and he had a talent similar to Nanke's dream.

It's a lot of fun to look at, although it doesn't really help in actual combat.

But the auxiliary ability, I don't know if I can cultivate in my dream and act on the real body.

Or you can test your extremely dangerous skills without hurting your real body.

Or they fantasize about sharpening their own cultivation as a skill tool person and increasing their various practical experience.

With the continuous volatilization of thoughts, Yang Jiao couldn't help but think, sure enough, often mixed-race people are always surprised by bones and talented.

Thinking about it, Zhuge Liuyun's dream ability must be the mother who inherits herself as a demon.

I don't know if I can decipher it and use it for him.

Suddenly, just as Yang Jiao was walking and stopping, exploring the dream world everywhere.

I saw two swallows and red leaves, one black and one white, confronting each other.

I saw Sima Sanniang standing next to the black-haired red leaves, and Zhuge Liuyun standing with white-haired red leaves.

Both of them seemed to be persuading Yan Hongye beside them.

"Groan!"

Two brilliant sword lights slashed quickly at the two Yan Hongye.

"Lord of the Seven Nights."

The white-haired red leaves and the black-haired red leaves were cut out three feet away, and the corners of their mouths were even more bloodshot, looking at Yang Jiao in the distance, they said in unison.

"Momiji."

Sima Sanniang looked at the black-haired red leaves nervously, and then anxiously asked Zhuge Liuyun:

"Liuyun, what's the matter with your dreaming ability, you can get hurt even when you dream? And can you control this dream and let the Seven Nights Demon Lord stop. ”

"Master, I also just had this ability, I was coerced by the Seven Nights Demon Lord before, so I had the idea of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to really pull everyone into a dream, as for the control, ......"

Zhuge Liuyun's tone is self-evident when he says this, he is also foggy at this time, not to mention that he wants to control the dream realm now, even if he leaves the dream realm, he has to explore it for a while.

"Yan Hongye, this Holy Monarch's sword cutting technique can cut off his soul and take his soul without hurting his body."

"If I really kill you in this dream, I'm afraid you'll only have a living body left."

"In the end, I fell into a situation where I couldn't survive and couldn't die."

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"If you don't become one again, don't call me anything."

After hearing this, the black-haired red leaves couldn't help but look forward and backward on their faces, and they hesitated, while the white-haired red leaves were very decisive and full of action.

So, coldly said to the black-haired red leaves:

"If you really fall into the fate that life is worse than death, I would rather die completely, and you don't want Sima Sanniang to watch you become a living dead."

"So what?" The black-haired red leaves couldn't help but ask.

"Fight hard, it's better to die than to fight, if you fight, maybe there is a glimmer of life."

Not long after, the white-haired red leaves and the black-haired red leaves had the same heart and soul to pinch the mantra together, and jointly cast the starting style of the mysterious secret of the heart.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao's eyebrows raised slightly, and with a wave of his hand, two sharp and unparalleled sword lights suddenly appeared in the void, heading straight for Yan Hongye.

Between the electric light and flint, the figures of the two swallow red leaves burst out with a scene of golden light and red light.

And the sword light suddenly entered the golden-red light cluster, but it was like a cow entering a sea of mud.

After three breaths, the light dissipated, revealing only a figure of white hair and red leaves.