This is already the seventeenth lap that Meng Juntong pulled Luo Wushuang to rotate around the Pure Spirit White Tower, Luo Wushuang once tried to intercept it with his own means, and even tried to reverse the direction and pursue Meng Juntong in the opposite direction, but the result was actually blocked back by Meng Juntong with his spatial ability, no matter what direction he set, he would end up following behind Meng Juntong.

Luo Wushuang was surprised in his heart, now this is only in a double dream, Meng Juntong's control of the dream has reached such a terrifying level, if he enters the double and triple dream, as the dream itself deepens and the dream medium's consciousness is gradually blurred, the dream weaver's control of the dream will gradually increase, and he will be able to completely master Luo Wushuang's dream.

Of course, Meng Juntong didn't want to use this method to drag down Luo Wushuang, with Luo Wushuang's cultivation realm, even if he ran here for a thousand years, he wouldn't hurt anything. Meng Juntong did this completely to give himself the control to quickly run in the fivefold dream realm.

With the help of the Red Bamboo Dream Red Bamboo Niang, Meng Juntong was empowered by the Red Bamboo Illusion Realm, and directly stepped into the threshold of the Dream Weaver's Fivefold Dream Realm, but her own cognition and understanding of this realm was not enough, and there was no opportunity for her to run in her fivefold realm before that, as soon as she entered Longchuan, her spiritual power and cultivation were closed by the small world forbidden by magic, and everything that followed was to sharpen the martial arts, and the Dream Dao was flawless to take care of at all.

Now that Luo Wushuang has opened a gap in the small world of Longchuan and restored her ability to use dream power and immortal cultivation, she needs to deepen her understanding of the fivefold dream realm as soon as possible, in order to use her ability to the extreme.

Time is much slower than Luo Wushuang's body in Meng Juntong's body, and the same breath of time, Luo Wushuang is a breath of breath, but Meng Juntong has been extended to nearly twenty breaths, which is why Meng Juntong can always lead Luo Wushuang for such a long distance, unless Luo Wushuang's speed can exceed Meng Juntong's speed by twenty times, maybe the gap between the two in the outside world is more than twenty times, but in front of this Pure Spirit White Tower, Luo Wushuang can't do his best.

Taking advantage of the time difference of nineteen breaths, Meng Juntong communicated with the surging Dream Star Sea in the sea of her divine consciousness, trying to completely control it as she controlled the Dream Star River before, but after running a full seventeen laps, she was still only able to control about seventy percent of the Dream Star Sea's spiritual power.

Obviously, there is such a powerful power in the body, but if you use it, you have to make a seven-fold discount, which is very uncomfortable and distressing for Meng Juntong.

Eighteen laps, nineteen laps, twentieth laps, by the time they reached the twentieth lap, the distance between Luo Wushuang and Meng Juntong had been doubled, and Meng Juntong's control over Meng Xinghai had also reached a real bottleneck, no matter how hard she tried, it was difficult to have even the slightest bit of control in advance.

"It's almost time to finish the warm-up, isn't it possible to just keep running endlessly?" Luo Wushuang used the secret power behind him to spread in Meng Juntong's ear.

Meng Juntong stopped his feet suddenly, his knees rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and his body was facing Luo Wushuang, but it was still like the inertia brought by the rush, Meng Juntong still stirred up two waves on the surface of the Jingling Lake, and his body continued to retreat.

"The dragon and the tiger leap over the world, the rivers, the seas, the mountains and the forests all bow their heads! The big dream is true, in my body, draw the dream as a tiger, and devour the nightmare Zhenkun!

This time, using the technique of painting dreams and painting souls, Meng Juntong didn't even summon the Vientiane Divine Brush, he directly pointed to the void, and after reciting the mantra, a Kunlun Divine Tiger jumped out from the bottom of the Pure Spirit Lake and pounced directly on Luo Wushuang's front.

"The finishing touches are not the finishing touches, and the thunder is a little bit. Again!"

There was almost no half-breath pause, Meng Juntong once again used the dragon painting technique of painting dreams and souls, but the difference was that this time it was not one divine dragon that appeared, but two, both divine dragons suddenly appeared from the soles of Luo Wushuang's feet without warning, and suddenly entangled his legs, imprisoning his body that was originally rushing forward in place, and the moment he completed the control, the Kunlun Divine Void that rushed in his face, the sharp claws had already slapped down on Luo Wushuang's head.

The two said before the war that the battle of dreams is won by life and death, and the life and death in the dream have nothing to do with reality, but it can allow the two sides to fight without reservation without taking into account the problem of keeping their hands.

A smile flashed in Luo Wushuang's eyes, Meng Juntong's attack really surprised him, but it also made him feel quite satisfied, whether it was in terms of the speed of spell casting, or the coordination of spells, Meng Juntong was very smart.

"It's good," Luo Wushuang praised lightly, his eyes opened and closed, his neck was facing the top, and a tiger roar that was not weaker than the Kunlun Divine Tiger sounded from behind Luo Wushuang, and a white tiger with a pure white body and a body shape similar to the Divine Tiger summoned by Meng Juntong swept out, and the Kunlun Divine Tiger pounced on each other, and each other was rushed to each other, and immediately exchanged claws, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood on each body, and then each bounced back to a distance of dozens of steps.

Of course, the gods that come out of the dream painting soul have no flesh and blood, these torn off are just spiritual power, one yellow and one white The two gods and tigers glared angrily, and the injuries on their bodies were recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they disappeared.

Luo Wushuang pulled out of the restraints of the two divine dragons, sat on the back of the white tiger, and looked at Meng Juntong with a smile in his eyes: "Your Kunlun Divine Tiger is good, it should have been instructed by Yunzhu." ”

Meng Juntong looked at the white tiger under Luo Wushuang's seat in a daze: "How can the art of painting dreams and souls summon the white tiger!"

The white tiger is a very strong creature among the four spirit beasts, and the green dragon, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu are called the four spirits, and it is the second echelon of the divine beasts in the congenital second only to the ancestral dragon, the Yuan Phoenix, and the first unicorn.

"Who told you that I was painting dreams and drawing souls? I was a psychic technique, a technique of summoning beast spirits. It is the same as your dream painting soul but not from the same origin. Luo Wushuang explained casually.

Meng Juntong could feel that the killing power of the white tiger seemed to be higher than that of the Kunlun Divine Tiger that he painted his dream and soul, if he fought hard, I am afraid that within thirty rounds, the Divine Tiger Soul Painting Soul would be torn apart head-on.

The Vientiane Magic Pen in her hand was summoned, and she decided to take the risk of using the dream magic secret method that Liu Chengfeng had used at the beginning, and used the dream painting soul technique to perform the dragon elephant dragon combination method, which no one had ever tried in Shaohua, but the two were of the same origin, and they may not be impossible to try.

As soon as he said it, Meng Juntong snapped his fingers with his left hand, lifted the painting dragon and the painting soul, and drew all the spiritual power of both back to the Vientiane Divine Brush, and then waved like a wind in the void.

"The dragon of the four seas is respected, the eight desolations are like Hongli, one stroke is a condensing dragon, one is out of the elephant body, the dragon and the elephant are born in two knots, and there is domineering through the ages!