The Lotus Realm is the most powerless of the many realms in the Dream Realm, but since ancient times, it has been respected by countless Dream Cultivators, and if nothing else, it is to go for his hypnotic and supernatural means.

When he was in Shaohua Pavilion, Meng Juntong hesitated to choose to practice a secret method of merit related to dormancy, and the special feature of this secret method was that it could strengthen the hypnotic effect of the lotus field twice. After all, this kind of spell seems to be too chicken, and I can't think of anything I can do with it in battle.

However, after the Yunzhu Holy Maiden showed Meng Juntong the lotus realm, Meng Juntong did not hesitate to choose the Lotus Immeasurable Mantra of Merit. There is a way to fight a hundred battles in the world, and only those who surrender without a fight are the best strategy.

However, there is an unavoidable deficiency in the Lotus Realm, that is, the farther away from the core of the realm, the weaker the hypnotic effect, and the higher the path of the people in the realm, the lower the hypnotic effect will be. However, the total amount of hypnotic power is constant. The realm itself was weakened, so Meng Juntong blessed and strengthened it with the Lotus Immeasurable Mantra.

The Taoist nobleman in yellow scarf and purple robe carried his hands behind his back, standing in the grand scene of thousands of lotus flowers blooming, his expression was indifferent, but his eyes were full of a strong sense of struggle. Naturally, he was also fighting against this violent hypnotic power, and the difficulty from the depths of his soul made him involuntarily want to yawn, but before the big battle, how could he allow himself to show such a state.

"The carving insect has small skills, and he dares to shake it off in front of the old man. Seeing that the old Dao's purple robe was shocked, a sharp fall of true qi rushed away in all directions, and the large white lotus that bloomed on the Luojiang River was crushed in half in an instant.

"Oops!" Seeing this scene, Agnis and Bai Yu on the shore exclaimed in surprise almost at the same time.

Ah Wen was unimpressed: "Don't worry, look down, your master has more than that." ”

Standing on the battlefield, Meng Juntong watched the large piece of white lotus of the Luojiang River being crushed, and a smile actually appeared on his face: "Just waiting for your hand." ”

Previously, this white lotus array was only hypnotized with vision and fragrance, but at this moment, the white lotus was shattered, and the air was full of white lotus fragments and pollen.

The yellow-robed old Dao suddenly felt that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly propped up the body protection barrier, but it was already a little too late, and a lot of pollen had been sucked into his body at the moment.

The figure of the yellow-robed old man swayed above the river, and the river under his feet rippled.

"Inheriting the three tricks of the seniors, the younger generations have a small means, and they are smiling. As he spoke, Meng Juntong stepped out and slammed his fist towards the door of the old road.

"You dare!" Before he finished speaking, there was a bang, Meng Juntong's fist smashed heavily on the bridge of Lao Dao's nose, and while he couldn't resolve the effect of the dream water lily for a while, Meng Juntong had to seize the opportunity to attack.

Not to mention, this yellow-robed old Taoist is quite thick-skinned, and he was smashed by Meng Juntong's punch, but he didn't break his appearance, but he just leaned back and fell down.

Meng Juntong was not polite, aiming at the waist of the old road, and the style was a heavy whip leg.

However, this blow was missed, and with a pop, the old Dao body touched by Meng Juntong's whip leg suddenly dispersed into a cloud of mist, and disappeared directly in front of her.

Unexpectedly, in just a few breaths, Lao Dao dispelled the dream water lilies in his body, and the moment his mana recovered, he cast a retreat technique, directly opening up a distance of nearly two hundred steps from Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong retracted his whip leg, looked at the water lily powder that was still flying around, and sighed slightly. Lao Dao took precautions against this, and this method would be difficult to work from now on, and it would be really troublesome to encounter such a high-level monk.

The yellow-robed old man's face turned blue for a while, he had never been slapped in the face like today, not to mention whether he was hurt or not, even this humiliation was something he couldn't swallow.

"Zhuzi, no matter which Da Luo Jin Immortal your master inherits today, the old man will also break your body into ten thousand pieces. As he spoke, a talisman sword slipped out of the cuffs on both sides of the yellow-robed old man, one was purple and the other was cyan, purple thunder was wrapped on the purple sword, and a cyclone surrounded the green sword.

"Wind and Thunder Twin Swords," Meng Juntong recognized the magic weapon in Lao Dao's hand at a glance.

"Fake. Ah Wen's voice sounded in Meng Juntong's heart: "The real Wind and Thunder Twin Swords are also something that a small Dao Zun can use? You also look down on the Wind and Thunder Twin Swords too much, and when I have the opportunity to take you to the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate, let you see the real Wind and Thunder Twin Swords." ”

Meng Juntong was slightly stunned, then smiled knowingly, and shouted at the old man: "A fake holding the Wind and Thunder Twin Swords dares to shout like this, if you let the real Wind and Thunder Twin Swords Sword Master of the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate see it, I am afraid that I will have to settle accounts with you." ”

The yellow-robed old Taoist was really stunned when he heard this, imitating magic weapons is indeed not a glorious thing, but in this human world, there are very few people who know treasures, and that sword qi heavenly gate is even more unknown, so he is even more suspicious of Meng Juntong's identity.

Isn't it really a disciple sent by a supreme master to enter the world and practice, and if you hit yourself, don't bring a catastrophe to Bixiao Palace.

Meng Juntong's words were originally intended to disturb Lao Dao's mood, the realm between her and Lao Dao was too far apart, if she wanted to fight with him, she had to seize all the opportunities that could be seized, use all the means that could be used, and the conspiracy would be useful.

Just when Lao Dao was stunned, Meng Juntong suddenly launched a teleportation talisman, and his figure suddenly appeared in the air behind Lao Dao, and a martial arts jack fell heavily and smashed on Lao Dao's shoulder.

With a pop, the yellow-robed old man knelt heavily on the surface of the river, and his legs almost sank directly into the river.

was slapped in the face first, and then knelt down, Lao Dao completely lost his mind this time, no matter what kind of master he is, whether he will bring disaster to the sect, today he must make this girl who does not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth suffer a lot.

The wind was blowing, the thunder was loud, and the two martial arts, one blue and one purple, originated from the old hands, and swept wildly in all directions.

Meng Juntong naturally didn't dare to underestimate this adventurous wind and thunder double sword, no matter how fake it was, the cultivation of the old way was here.

Meng Juntong moved back and forth on the vast surface of the Luojiang River with his bare hands, flying up and down, avoiding the imminent attack again and again.

"Master, what should I do if she doesn't have a weapon!" Bai Yu looked at his Fu Sword Donglei: "Ah Wen, can you help me give the sword to the master." ”

Ah Wen waved his hand: "No, your master is warming up, when you really want to do it, Bai Ze's sword armor will also be used." ”