This time, the Demon Ancestor couldn't rush back for a long time, and I don't know if it escaped like this, or if it had another plan.

And I, too, remained motionless after the full moon appeared, and howled at the moon in the sky.

Bursts of loud and majestic tiger roars continued to sound in the sky above the original Dongfang Fort, and the sound spread to all sides, squeezing out ripple traces visible to the naked eye in the spaces along the way.

In the blink of an eye, the sound waves spread to the Burial Moon Forest, blowing gusts of wind, causing the trees in the Burial Moon Forest to fall continuously, and the tips of the trees pointed to the depths of the Burial Moon Forest.

Even the cloud wall in the other direction was flooding with a lot of ripples at this moment, and the wind and clouds seemed to echo the tiger's roar, struggling and surging.

Suddenly, as if receiving great encouragement, the cloud wall took advantage of the situation and swallowed a large part of it forward.

Gradually, gradually, the tiger's roar became desolate and tragic, as if bidding farewell to the past, and as if playing an elegy for the once lively Oriental Fort, which made my heart sour and tears flowed.

I didn't expect to be moved by myself to cry, still in a dream.

The whistling continued, the Burial Moon Forest toppled down, and the cloud wall burst forward, soon covering the remnants of the Dongfang Fort below, never to be seen again.

And I, who was the head of the tiger, suddenly stopped screaming at this moment, but turned around in an instant, as if I could see me, looking at me on the other side of time and space through the dream barrier.

I saw that its eyes were red, and there was only bloodthirsty madness left in its eyes, where was there still a trace of clarity? The various actions of the battle with the Demon Ancestor just now were clearly a kind of fighting instinct!

You know, he's in a dream, and I'm looking inside from the outside of my dream. It stands to reason that he couldn't have seen me, even by instinct.

However, he was so precise that he looked at me in the eyes, as if he were looking into the vast space, but with a force that pointed directly at the heart, he clearly told me that he could see me.

Or rather, at least...... You can sense me! Although I can't see it, I feel related to it.

The bloodthirsty madness in his eyes was still the same, but there was a little more sadness that never went away......

At this moment, a sad song flooded my heart, and tears flowed like a spring again, and he, the other me, also shed tears at the same moment, blood-colored.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

Suddenly, I thought of Su Dongpo's Jiangchengzi in the real world, and it seemed that only it could express my sadness at the moment and become the most appropriate spiritual sustenance at this moment.

Unconsciously, the moonlight in the sky gradually added a large shadow, and a huge demon shadow began to appear at some point.

It looks like a snake, a dragon, and a dragon, but it is not a snake, not a dragon, and it is not a dragon, with no horns on the top of its head, and a lonely big eye in the middle of its forehead.

It's the Candle Dragon!

This time, the Demon Ancestor seemed to have made a ruthless move to the deity, and as soon as it appeared, it formed a huge snake array, coiling me layer by layer.

Immediately after that, the huge force of the body exploded and began to strangle without hesitation!

The head hanging above it was like a torch, and a candle light fell on me, carefully observing all my movements.

Suddenly, a great pain erupted in me, and I felt as if I was being squeezed against me from all sides by an invisible wall.

This is me in reality, and in my hazy consciousness, I feel that even the quilt has become heavier than the mountains.

I was in such pain, but I didn't have the slightest intention of waking up, and this was the first time I felt in my dream, and it was the result of suffering with me in reality.

Of course, I'm afraid that what I feel is less than one ten-thousandth, and it is likely that I am just staring at the next kind of simulated reaction of the chaos and body coordination in the next situation, otherwise with the power of the candle dragon, I am afraid that I will not exist for a long time.

In the dream, the tiger-headed human body is different, under the layers of strangulation of the huge body of the candle dragon, the bloodthirsty meaning in its eyes is becoming clearer and clearer.

Suddenly, a louder and majestic tiger roar suddenly appeared, and under the impact of layers of sound waves, the scale armor covered by the candle dragon's body was warped one after another.

If I'm not mistaken, the body of the candle dragon under the scale armor seems to be trembling?

You must know that this is not the body that it was in the world before, but its original figure!

This scene surprised me quite a bit, you must know that the realm of the Demon Ancestor has already reached an unimaginable level, and I am just a quasi-cultivator who has just spied on the edge of cultivation, but has never been able to take that step.

And cultivation is a move against the sky, and the difference in strength between each great realm is no less than the gap between heaven and earth, and I don't think that I can have the ability to fight against it across several major realms just by transforming into one.

And the reason why she dared to run out with the Demon Ancestor with the Blood Devouring Maniac before was because Xi Jing had carefully assessed that with her identity as a sword spirit, with the help of the Blood Devouring Maniac itself, she could give me basically equal strength.

After all, what was faced at that time was only a part of the evolution of the Demon Ancestor's divine power, and it was far from being comparable to now.

But that's it, except for the beginning when the Demon Ancestor hadn't been able to completely blend the flesh and blood of those big demons, I seemed to be able to chase it and cut it, but I also fell into its trap.

After it finished blending that body, I was only beaten, and I had no power to fight back!

But now, I saw the Demon Ancestor trembling!

It's incredible!

There must be something going on that I didn't know about!

However, after the transformation, not only did I lose control of my body, but I also lost my connection with Xi Jing, otherwise I could really peek into more things.

Suddenly, a spirit passed through my mind, like a bolt of lightning, and I became more and more awake.

Two completely different images popped into my mind.

One picture is a moment ago, the demon ancestor's flesh and blood mixed with the flesh and blood of the great demon trembled in the face of my earth-shattering sword.

The other is the appearance of the deity coiled into a snake formation in front of me, trembling uncontrollably in the tiger roar I let out.

Comparing the two, I was shocked to find that it became more and more powerful after dispatching the deity, and when facing me with the tiger's head and body, the trembling performance became more and more intense!

"What the hell is going on?"

Such an unusual scene shocked my heart, but due to the lack of too much information, I could only be puzzled.