The waves of battle raised Ao Luan's long hair, and between the intertwined lights, his beautiful face was heroic.

The sword in her hand was unpretentious, and when she waved it, it exploded with fierce momentum.

The screaming sound of breaking wind resounded across the battlefield.

People watched the battle nervously.

Countless brilliant red sword lights condensed like substance, and complex runes appeared in the sword light, and the sword lights and runes were like dense flocks of birds fluttering.

Dangerous, spectacular, yet beautiful, like a large expanse of flowers blooming on the banks of the River Styx.

The entire venue was silent, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Ao Luan's body was blazing, and with the blessing of the spirit net, she seemed to be a female general commanding thousands of troops, leaving a strong impression on all the audience.

This is a woman as sharp as a sword.

However, Sun Wukong did not show weakness, he strengthened his body with immortal texts, and the white figure shuttled freely between these dangerous sword lights, sometimes just turning his head sideways at will, and those seemingly impermeable sword lights swept past the corners of his clothes.

"Ao Luan. ”

While dodging, Sun Wukong shouted, "The will of the spirit net will devour your reason." ”

"I know. ”

Ao Luan did not stop attacking.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Dao can carry the feelings of living beings and will also strengthen their feelings.

The more you understand the Immortal Dao, the more you will be affected.

Ao Luan's paranoia was strengthened by the spirit net, and she knew that she was a little crazy, since Sun Wukong fell asleep.

But that was her emotion.

"If it weren't ...... now"

Ao Luan's eyes flashed with a fiery red light: "I must not resist my brother." ”

Only at this moment can she have the courage to stand in front of Sun Wukong.

However, Ao Luan's sword light never stopped, but none of them could hit Sun Wukong.

It's not that Ao Luan's swordsmanship control is not fine, let alone that there is a gap between the sword lights, but that Sun Wukong has greatly changed the concentration of aura in a very small range around him, distorting the space.

As long as it is slightly deflected, the sword light can only pass by.

The sword light in the sky fell to the ground in an arc in the air, like a red rain.

Large chunks of earth were torn apart, bursting with earth and rocks and thunderous roars, a low roar, which became the soundtrack of the battle.

However, Sun Wukong was rapidly approaching in the rain of swords, but Ao Luan was rapidly retreating.

After the distance was closer, Sun Wukong made a move, and countless red flames the size of fireflies suddenly appeared in the sky.

As soon as this flame appeared, it collided with Ao Luan's sword light, and countless explosions sounded at the same moment, and the loud sound of this sound shook the ears of the audience in the distance.

The wind swept away the embers of the explosion, immediately causing an exclamation in the stands.

Ao Luan stood stubbornly with his sword on his hand, blood flowing from his body.

The explosion ripped her wound open again.

"Stop, that technique doesn't belong to you. ”

Sun Wukong said: "Using it will make you collapse faster." ”

"Nope. ”

Ao Luan shook his head and refused.

"As long as it strengthens me!"

She gritted her teeth and used the Dao technique of pressing the bottom of the box.

Sun Wukong immediately sensed it, and the aura around him was violently drumming.

The next moment, the light on Ao Luan's body flickered, turning into a white dragon.

The white dragon is full of auspiciousness, dignified and majestic, the dragon's whiskers are swaying with the wind, and each piece of dragon scales is like a noble white jade, shining with a warm and beautiful brilliance.

Sun Wukong paused for a moment.

"What a miraculous creation. ”

He sighed.

This is the dragon body created by Ao Luan with his own dragon soul, and in the dream realm, it is extremely difficult to create a dragon form.

Her understanding of the creation of all spirits is not inferior to that of Zhenyuan Daxian.

The white dragon suddenly let out a long roar, and the sky over the clear stadium suddenly became cloudy.

Lightning is frequent, thunder rolls by, and a sudden rainstorm is about to fall.

The sky was dark, and the wind already smelled of moist moisture.

Immediately after, the white dragon flew high into the sky, followed by Sun Wukong.

In the raging lightning, two rays of light began to fight fiercely in the air.

Above the Tree of All Souls, a circle of aura appeared at some point, enveloping the entire battlefield.

The aura expanded outward in the fierce battle, and the aura of the Southern Ganbu Continent continued to surge over, as if there was life.

The Jade Emperor stared at the sky.

"That's the Spiritual Web Center?"

He could feel the aura resonating with Nan Ganbu Continent.

"No, no......"

The Jade Emperor then turned his head and asked Emperor Qinghua, "What is that?"

"Spirit Net. ”

Emperor Qinghua replied: "That is the spiritual net, the collective consciousness of all the spiritual energy in the Southern Ganbu Continent. ”

The so-called spiritual network center is nothing more than a prop, a prop used to carry this unconscious aggregate.

Emperor Qinghua continued: "The Great Sage wants to make a contract with it. ”

"Contract?"

The Jade Emperor's heart sank: "What contract?"

"The pact of all souls and the spirit net. ”

Emperor Qinghua's voice was filled with emotion.

As the embodiment of the immortal path, the spirit net can resonate with Ao Luan's heart, and it can also resonate with the will of all spirits, changing into something similar to a spiritual object.

Sun Wukong held this competition to attract the will of all people, and then create the tree of all souls and give birth to the spirituality of the spirit net.

That spirituality is not the real consciousness, but it can represent the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Dao in the Southern Ganbu Continent.

The Jade Emperor staggered back: "What does the Royal Brother want to do, what can he do?"

"You can do anything. ”

Emperor Qinghua replied truthfully: "No matter what, the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Dao will be realized for him." ”

The Jade Emperor felt cold all over.

His heart moved, and a sword shadow began to appear around him.

"Stop. ”

A girl's voice suddenly sounded.

The Jade Emperor's immortal power was restrained by a heavy force.

"Isn't it bad to disturb them?"

The voice said, "Let's just watch it like this." ”

The Jade Emperor's heart sank: "You want to help him?"

"No...... I'm here to help you. ”

The girl replied.

"You can't stop this fight. ”

She said to the Jade Emperor.

The Jade Emperor was silent.

However, the girl is the opposite of the Jade Emperor, and if he conflicts with her, he will not be able to take advantage of this land.

The Jade Emperor clenched his fists and looked up at the battle situation in the sky.

Above the Tree of All Souls, dark clouds are thick.

Walking clouds and rain is a natural supernatural ability of the dragon clan.

The white dragon was constructed from a dragon soul and was almost identical to a real dragon.

Although Sun Wukong's understanding of the Dao of All Souls is far above Ao Luan, he is only a guide.

His greatest weakness is the mortal body, and it is impossible to defeat Ao Luan.

In the blink of an eye, several thick bolts of lightning struck him from the clouds, and the bright branches were like the roots of a tree that were extinguished in an instant, and the sound of the explosion was as deafening as the loud noise just now.

In the face of the mighty forces of nature, the power of mortals can only be eclipsed.

Sun Wukong's face was solemn, and he used spells to weaken the power of lightning in the flash.

But after the lightning, he was still badly damaged.

The power of these lightning bolts is too strong and too fast, and such a dense attack is like a real dragon being angry, and the heavens and the earth change color and thunder.

In a difficult battle, Sun Wukong's body blessed by Xianwen seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

But he shows no signs of stopping!