"Yo, do you really dare to do it?" Song Yuyan said in surprise: "Aren't you afraid of the dream order?"

She didn't know that the Dream Order had been sealed.

When the mind moves, it can feel like a dream.

Because Song Yunge had removed the outer layer of the Divine Seal of the Dream Order, leaving only one wrapped around the heart.

All the breaths were focused on the heart, and the two breaths merged into one, thicker, barely swallowed by the Dream Order.

Song Yunge said coldly: "It's just a death!"

"It's not easy to die!" Song Yuyan snorted.

Her thoughts flickered.

Suddenly, like a dream, it was like a hand clenching violently, trying to clench his heart and stop his heartbeat.

Song Yunge's face was as usual, and the Shuxue sword had already stabbed out.

"Huh?" Song Yuyan was surprised and retreated, avoiding the sword.

She couldn't believe that the Dream Order had failed!

This is unprecedented.

Rumeng Ling is not invincible, and when he encounters a person with a deeper cultivation, he really can't break through the internal force support, but below his own realm, he can hardly resist Rumeng Ling.

This Song Yunge is really weird.

Zhuo Xiaowan also slowly drew her sword.

Song Yunge hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Zhuo, go first!"

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head lightly: "I also want to learn about Miss Song's methods!"

Song Yunge frowned and glared at him.

Zhuo Xiaowan had already drawn her sword and stabbed at Song Yuyan.

Song Yunge blocked her sword, opened her long sword, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Zhuo!"

He only hoped that Zhuo Xiaowan would be as far away from Song Yuyan as possible, lest she fall for the Dream Order, and she would not have the seal of the gods.

Zhuo Xiaowan couldn't let him face Song Yuyan alone, avoid his sword and stab it again.

Song Yuyan "giggled" and laughed, and the flowers and branches trembled.

Zhuo Xiaowan's expression was as calm as water.

Once you are an opponent, you must resist all the opponent's means, including verbal blows, and must not be affected by their motivation.

Song Yunge blocked her sword again, and said in a deep voice, "Take a step first!"

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "I can't deal with it." ”

"The two of us together can't handle it. Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "Here, I can't use some means!"

As he spoke, he turned his back to Song Yuyan and winked.

Zhuo Xiaowan immediately understood what he meant.

He dragged Song Yuyan here, and went to the military lord's mansion to find the military lord's help.

Song Yuyan chuckled: "Song Yunge, he is still affectionate and righteous, but it is rare." ”

Song Yunge snorted coldly, and the Shuxue Sword suddenly stabbed at her.

Zhuo Xiaowan walked away, extremely fast, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Song Yuyan flashed the sword god lightly, shook his head and said, "She is looking for Zhou Lingshu, right?

Song Yunge snorted: "Yes." ”

"That's good news. Song Yuyan chuckled and said, "Zhou Lingshu is not in Daluo City now. ”

Song Yunge's face did not move, and his heart was slightly cold.

"Surprised, right?" Song Yuyan said with a smile: "Are you judging whether this is true or false?"

Song Yunge was silent, just swung his sword.

Rumeng Ling was frantically devouring the breath of the Sealing God Seal, and he swung his sword while urging the Sealing God Seal.

The Seal of the Gods is transformed by spiritual power, and his current spiritual power is strong, and he can hold it for the time being.

And under the urging of all his strength, he found that his potential was beyond imagination, and the Sealing God Seal seemed to be even more sophisticated.

At this moment, he was faintly able to block the devouring of the dream, and slowly regained his disadvantage.

Song Yuyan restrained her smile, her eyes were cold: "I didn't lie this time, Zhou Lingshu was indeed not there, and I led him out." ”

Song Yunge snorted: "Even if there is no military master, I can still get out of the way!"

"What a big breath, then let's see how to get out of it!" Song Yuyan sneered.

She was really angry.

Damn the Dream Order is invalid, this guy is very evil, we must figure out how he blocked the Dream Order.

Her flash was like a black light, so fast that Song Yunge didn't have time to react, so he could only stab a sword with his senses.

In the silence, there was a huge force from the sword body, one after another, and nine forces were superimposed in a row.

Nine forces merged into a fierce pour.

He spat out a mouthful of hot blood, and his chest suddenly felt much more comfortable.

"Interesting!" Song Yuyan's figure appeared, his face surprised.

I will hardly miss this move, it is like a dream, and when I see it, it is already in the palm.

But this guy's sword is so weird that he can find himself.

"Come again!" she sneered, and the black light flashed again, and it was gone.

Song Yunge closed his eyes, and a sword stabbed out, and the sound he made was swallowed up by an invisible force, silently, and there was a huge force from the sword body.

It was still the superposition of nine powerful forces, but this time he didn't vomit blood, and the Cloud Swallowing Technique came into play.

The last time the power was transformed into the power of the body protection by the Cloud Swallowing Jue, and this time it was able to block more power.

“......”

“......”

Song Yunge closed his eyes again and again and stabbed Song Yuyan.

"Damn!" Song Yuyan appeared, and his exquisite melon seed face was shrouded in frost: "If I can block this move, I will turn around and leave, and I will not be entangled!"

Song Yunge's face was solemn, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he was in a state of seeming to be closed but not closed, and he seemed to be open.

Song Yuyan slapped lightly.

This palm reached mid-air, and suddenly it became more than a dozen palms, and further on, it was transformed into a palm print in the sky.

Song Yunge needs to find the truth in this, but there are too many palm shadows, and he can't help but want to retreat and slow down.

But he had a faint feeling that Song Yuyan wanted to retreat by himself.

He held on and did not retreat, concentrating on the tip of the sword, urging the sword god to move, and all the spirits were condensed in this style.

Vaguely, he seems to be one with the Shuxue Sword, he is the Shuxue Sword, and the Shuxue Sword is him.

A hazy feeling floated, and then pierced through all the palms and found the real one.

The "Hum ......" Shuxue Sword seemed to have been struck by lightning, the sword body trembled violently, and the state of his unity with the Shuxue Sword was also broken.

He snapped back to his senses, and suddenly felt a weakness in his mind, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.

He secretly screamed that it was not good, that it was mentally exhausted!

Once the spirit is exhausted, the Divine Seal will be unable to continue, and it will no longer be able to replenish the power consumption of the Divine Seal.

The Dream Order will soon be able to consume the Seal of the Gods!

"Good boy!" Song Yuyan's eyes were bright, and he shouted: "Eat me again!"

Song Yunge shouted: "I have already blocked a palm, and I still don't retreat!"

"One more palm!" Song Yuyan was not convinced.

She thought it was Song Yun Gemeng's.

"A dignified saint, speaking is like a fart!" Song Yunge broke off.

Song Yuyan suddenly "giggled" and laughed: "I'm scared!"

She said and rolled out another palm.

The palm prints in the sky fluttered, like dozens of goshawks rushing towards them.

Song Yunge closed his eyes again, concentrating on his own senses, and stabbed out intuitively.

The "......Hum" voice was low and vague, and the Shuxue Sword trembled again like a lightning strike.

"Haha......" Song Yunge laughed.

Song Yuyan's face was gloomy, his eyes were like electricity, and he suddenly let out a long howl.

Song Yunge's face suddenly changed.

He felt bitter in his heart, and fell to the ground softly, like a dream, he finally broke through the seal of the gods and grabbed his heart.

The whole body was soft and weak, and the blood and qi stopped circulating, and it was useless to let him push desperately.