Meng Juntong walked towards Lu Weilou, with a murderous look on her face, the temperature around her body seemed to have dropped a lot, and after the sacrifice just now, Meng Juntong's body seemed to have changed.

For a while, even Bai Yu and Bai Ze were a little afraid to step forward and grab Meng Juntong.

Lu Weilou watched Meng Juntong approach step by step, coughing in pain, but there was not the slightest fear of dying on his face.

His life is not long, it is not short, and the things he has experienced have been much more magnificent than most people's lives, or even several lifetimes.

He didn't dare to say that he had experienced all the things in the world, but they were almost the same.

In the world, he is the terrifying devil, but in his eyes, the people in this world are not ignorant ants.

From the time he embarked on the path of the Dream Eater, he had stood on the opposite side of the entire world.

With his wisdom and his divine thoughts, he opened up another path in the desperate situation of not being able to embark on the path of cultivation openly, and became a difficult opponent that even cultivators regarded as helpless.

He once defeated the three major martial arts masters of the Central Plains, and he also personally killed the high Sun and Moon Mingzun back then, which were all terrible achievements that Lu Weilou had achieved in his cultivation of a jiazi.

With trickery and secret methods, you can fight head-on to kill a Sun Moon Mingzun who is close to the realm of the Yuan Shen, is only one step away from the heaven and earth, and the land immortals, no matter how you look at it, this is also a milestone in the history of human practice.

But now he is weak like a worm in front of Meng Juntong's hands.

Lu Weilou has not experienced this feeling of being defeated for many years, at least a hundred years, especially mixed with that sense of dying crisis.

"I didn't expect your fortune to be so deep and able to gather this kind of luck, I'm afraid that Shaohua Dream City is no longer there. Although Lu Weilou's eye has just recovered, his knowledge is so vast.

It's just that in this short period of time, the adventure that happened to Meng Juntong has been seen through by him.

Meng Juntong really wanted to perform the Great Soul Search Technique, and she did make a sacrifice, in order to achieve the goal of the Six Realms Soul Search, she did not hesitate to urge the fire of merit of the four turns.

If it weren't for the sudden intervention of the mysterious underworld boss, Meng Juntong might have really obtained the opportunity she wanted to spy on.

The ritual was interrupted, but the power of merit and the power of the living beings that had been sacrificed had already been ignited.

This great soul-searching ritual was originally to do business with the Heavenly Dao, since Meng Juntong failed to get her wish and paid a large enough price, then the Heavenly Dao would naturally give back some other opportunities to her to compensate.

Heavenly Dao doesn't think about the power of merit, whether the energy of life comes from her Meng Juntong or Lu Weilou, who is a substitute for her at the moment, it only knows that these powers are pouring out of Meng Juntong's body, so its feedback also falls on Meng Juntong's body.

The strong power of merit returned to Meng Juntong's body and gathered into Shaohuajun.

At the same time, there was also an incomparably strong blood qi blessed on Meng Juntong's body.

From the moment she decided to start practicing the dream path exclusively, Meng Juntong sealed the martial arts sect and her own cultivation spiritual sense, whether it was her martial arts cultivation or cultivation realm, she did not increase in the slightest during this time.

But now Meng Juntong is blessed by the power of that strong qi and blood, and his physical body cultivation is rising step by step.

From the end of her ceremony to this time, she had already advanced from the previous mid-stage martial artist to the realm of the junior martial arts master.

It was another big dragon gate pass that ordinary people walked like a brand-new one, and Meng Juntong jumped over it without any effort.

As soon as he enters the grandmaster, the martial arts will be sanctified from the mundane, and all of them will be blessed with artistic conception. It is no longer the stage of repeated polishing of the spirit and spirit in the early stage of the martial artist, what the grandmaster pursues is a breakthrough in perception and understanding.

On the other hand, the dream power cultivation, after the seven-day dream, she has jumped to the middle level of the quadruple dream realm, and at this moment, with the power of merit entering the body, it seems that intentionally or unintentionally her dream power realm continues to rise, and now it is infinitely close to the realm of the quadruple dreamer's great achievement.

This is also why Lu Weilou said that Meng Juntong's luck will be so good, just such an increase in cultivation is unheard of since ancient times, or even unheard of.

I'm afraid that the cultivation of the legendary gods and demons will not go so smoothly.

A child who is sixteen or seventeen years old and less than twenty years old, has a dream that has broken into the four major realms, and the martial arts have entered the ranks of grandmasters, no matter where he puts it, it is something that can shock people's jaws.

And all this stems from Lu Weilou's 'sacrifice'.

In other words, the current Lu Weilou has made the current Meng Juntong.

But Meng Juntong didn't feel the slightest pity for Lu Weilou, especially after he said something insulting Shaohua.

Feeling the surging power in her body, Meng Juntong suddenly felt a sense of invincibility, she held a breath in her chest, and wanted to scream out loud at any time.

Another step out, this time Meng Juntong's foot stepped on the ground with a burning footprint.

"I don't know if you will be sad for the priests and saints in Shaohua to see you like this, haha, who said that there will be no demons in Shaohua Dream City!" Lu Weilou laughed insolently, not caring at all that Meng Juntong's next punch would beat him to pieces.

"Juntong! return to your heart, gather your strength!" Suddenly, a familiar voice exploded in Meng Juntong's sea of consciousness, and a ball of golden lightning like lightning swept across her entire sea of divine consciousness, and now her dream galaxy has been infinitely magnificent, and she has the feeling of a great river and lake.

The fire in Meng Juntong's eyes condensed, and he turned his head to intertwine with Bai Yu's gaze full of fear.

That's right, Bai Yu is afraid of himself, what kind of self should he look like now.

Meng Juntong looked down at his feet, all the way he had just walked by himself, and even the gravel was burned and melted, not to mention the original flowers and plants.

This epitome of devastation really frightened her, maybe now she is more like a demon than Lu Weilou.

And at this time, the familiar voice in his head remembered again: "Hurry up and suppress Xiuwei, the surname Lu is here to kill you, don't fall for his tricks." ”

Meng Juntong remembered this voice, it wasn't the voice of his grandmother Yun Shu.

Recognizing his grandmother's voice, Meng Juntong immediately jumped up, opened a distance of more than ten zhang from Lu Weilou, then turned around and sat down cross-legged, and began to run the exercises with all his strength to press down his infinitely rising cultivation.

Killing, is it really killing, or the kind of vicious method of desperately taking out all of your cultivation, injuring a thousand enemies and harming oneself a thousand two!