The heavenly dome was pierced by the fourth inch of sword light, and the weeping and mournful face also turned into anger, and its narrowed eyes were no longer a smile of contempt for all beings, but an anger that wanted to crush the sword lightly.

Suddenly, there are black clouds rising from the corners of the sky, gradually becoming giants, its length is dozens of zhang, it is wide and walks on the water, sweeping the boat to the west, and the boat is shocked.

The black giant emerged from the rain, walking with steps that made the heavens and the earth tremble, the ancient ship carried the fear of all beings, and the false heirs were destroyed and gathered, following the black giant.

The face, which had no facial features, was distorted and changed, and in the deepest black abyss, a distorted and hideous pale eye and mouth were born.

On its body, there are eight evil shadows, all of which are different, although they are slightly smaller than this giant, but they are also huge, covering the world.

In the dark, there seemed to be a voice ringing, it was not a drunken flower Tianzi.

'This is the Nightmare Dream Demon .......'

Ghost Rain spoke, this voice that was so low that it was like a whisper in his ears, making people crazy, it must be his mistake.

Jian Qingsheng listened quietly, Nan Xiangzi's body trembled, and the next moment, that hand touched her earlobe and pressed it tightly.

"Don't listen. ”

Nanxiangzi was silent and pursed his lips, but he opened his eyes and stubbornly looked at the eight monsters in front of him.

Jian Qingsheng looked at the eight evil shadows, and at this time, the illusory thing had become real.

It was like a cloud of mist, and its hands were like wolf hooks, calling it a nightmare. Among the clouds, there is no shadow to come and go, Jiachen summer and autumn, everywhere.

It was like a hunchbacked old man, and his hands hung down like an ape, calling him a nightmare. The knife at the end of the honey locust blows in the nose, and all living beings are not sleepy, and they can raise up the dead.

It was like a middle-aged strong man, with his arms sparing the black dragon flame, calling for a waking nightmare. When I saw me in my dream, I was burned by fire, and the water was extinguished, and I was entangled.

It is like an old woman with a sixtieth birthday, and her hands are like the dry bones of the white forest, which is called a forbidden nightmare. Capture people in the Ming Palace, the bamboo tube is a rope, pierce the soul of the person, kill the body and break the god.

It is like a straw dummy, and its hands are densely packed with grass, calling it a curse. There is no time in the temple, the law changes, curses and resentment, and kills people in rebellion.

It was like a dragon horn prince, and his hands were robes and danced, calling him a nightmare. In front of the sick tree, ten thousand trees return to spring, the sea is bitter, and the life is like the remnant sun.

It was like a woodcutter in Kanshan, carrying a broken axe in both hands, calling him a sand mare. Today, when it comes to sainthood, there is no time, it is muddy, and there is no burial place for death.

It is like a female charm in the underworld, holding blood in both hands and crying red glow, calling it a nightmare. Evil ghosts chase dreams, souls have no dwelling, they want a paradise, and they will sink forever.

The Eight Nightmare Dream Demon, counting this dark giant, if he encounters the Dragon Court of the Ghost Kingdom in his dream, it is the "Great Emperor" who is angry, and sends countless soldiers, Shinto immortals, demons and evil shadows, across thousands of rivers and thousands of heavens, mighty and mighty, all come to intercept and kill Jian Qingsheng!

The feeling of encountering a natural enemy welled up in my heart, these nine evil shadows, such as the evil path created by the ghost rain specifically for the method of marrying dreams, all the guests in the dream, there is nothing to descend!

"That's what it is...... What do you fear most about marrying a dream?"

Jian Qingsheng knew that in the past, when Li Bichen first got the dream of marrying, Wu Yanqing's notes had already written that this method was most afraid of nightmares and night terrors, but nightmares are nightmares, and night terrors are said to wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, for no reason, which is regarded as a bad omen in many people, and there is a saying that there are evil things invading the body.

For ghosts, there is not much reaction in the world, after all, the captain patrols the heavens and the Styx, unless it is the soul and true spirit of the great wish, otherwise, it is just a powerful ghost who harms people for the sake of harming people, and it is impossible to have a chance to make a move.

Mortals in the world do not know that the netherworld is the sea, but that it is a boundless land.

Night terrors, this thing, no matter who it is, can hardly believe that it is actually a monster, and the most restraining thing about marrying dreams is actually derived from marrying dreams themselves.

Those who peep into many hearts will suffer from the evil of their hearts.

Jian Qingsheng thought of this sentence again, and at the same time, he thought of another thing, that is, he once encountered in the boundless dragon sea, in the human skin that fell off in circumference, he dreamed of seeing the law and saw something called the realm demon.

Completely constructed by madness, the inner demon of the inner demons, called the realm demon.

Ghost Rain may have encountered the realm demon, was forced to go crazy, fell into a dream, and now has become a night terror, and it is even more manipulating the eight nightmare dream demons.

Marrying dreams is not invincible, and those who know this method of the Taishang are better than the Taishang!

The previous generation of Taishang created an evil path for his own law, which can make the law of Taishang feel afraid, and the ghost rain can be said to have amazed for a while, he said that he found the supreme law in his dream, which is more powerful than marrying a dream, maybe he is not wrong.

If the Eight Nightmare Dream Demon, the Black Sky Giant, can kill the current Taichuan people, then will the dream be trapped in the dream forever and be eaten by the Eight Nightmare Dream Demon?

Jian Qingsheng had a flash of inspiration in his mind at this moment, and with a push of ten thousand, he couldn't help but look gloomy to the extreme.

Eight Nightmare Dream Demons, Black Sky Giants, share food and marry dreams, so that Ghost Rain can completely master all the world in the dream?

Taishang eighty-one, will the dream of marrying be the first to be extinguished?

There has never been such a thing in the past, and even the Taishang killing method can't be done, but Ghost Rain actually did it?

The Black Sky Giant stands in front of it, it is beyond the Eight Nightmares, but it can also be called the Ninth Nightmare, as the "Nightmare".

The so-called word surprise is the meaning of shock, he is a sacred statue that can startle eight demons, as the master of all nightmares, is the embodiment of ghost rain in the dream world.

Sleep without waking up, the living dead, the soul is dead, the soul is detained, the blood before the gods, life and death are reversed, the bad life is lost, and the country is sunk.

These are the eight most feared situations in dreams, and they are also the embodiment and synonym of the eight nightmares.

"Yes, yes!"

The Nanxiang sword in Jian Qingsheng's hand shook.

"Let's see if you ate me, or if I left nothing behind the armor you killed!"

At this time, the eight nightmares moved, turning into eight pieces of black sky and swept over, and the nightmare took the lead, turning into black wind and black rain, black clouds and black fog, and winding towards the heavenly mourning sword.

The sword god phantom saw a burst of killing light, the heavenly mourning sword came out, tearing the nightmare, this thing screamed, although it was a dream, but in front of the heavenly mourning sword created in the spring and autumn of the third world, it was tantamount to looking for death!

But one nightmare didn't work, and the eight nightmares did it together, and the scene was suddenly different.

Besides, the Heavenly Death Sword tore through the Nightmare, but it couldn't kill it, so the screams seemed to turn into mockery.

It's the embodiment of nightmares.

Black flames waved, straw trembling like thousands of snakes and thousands of swords, dry bones and white hands rose from all directions, the bitter sea sorrowful dragon roared, and a vicious knife and a black axe slashed the sky from the left and right.

Of the eight nightmares, seven are out together.

The red dust raised on the heavenly mourning and Nanxiang was suppressed, and everything was bleak.

The sword groaned.

"Get out of here!"

The sword was light and angry, the sword god behind him swung the sword, Nanxiang and Tianfu danced at the same time, the Seven Nightmare Evil Spells collided with the Spring and Autumn of the Third World, and the sword chant and screams were connected!

The sky was shattered, and the sword god phantom was draped in broken robes and broken armor, ignoring the seven nightmares at all, and went straight to the black sky giant to kill!

A sword pierced through Xiao Han, and in front of the Black Sky Giant, the eighth demonic demon manifested, and the red clouds and the sound of glamour echoed.

Her hideous face was exactly the same as the face of the ghost rain on the sky, but that wonderful body was definitely a stunner in the world.

The Heavenly Witch, to describe it in these three words, is not wrong at all.

The General's Temple, the beauty figure, the hero's mound, half a lifetime of white bones are wandering, sinking and never waking up.

"The sky is mourning, and even the heroes of the romance should rest, how much strength do you have left?"

The Heavenly Witch giggled, she actually spoke, and the rest of the Seven Nightmares didn't speak, only she spoke.

The crimson smoke overpowered everything, and the great sun sank.

She made a move, constructing a haunting dream.

The shadow of the Black Sky Giant casts down, and a crimson dream envelops everything.

Jian Qingsheng felt that someone was tearing his clothes, and suddenly turned his arm to stand the sword, his head swinged, and the cold light in his hand was horizontal, but it was pressed on Nanxiangzi's neck.

The cold light was cold, but her daughter's heart was hot and restless.

At this time, this girl's cheeks were red, her dream eyes were blurred, she whispered, her head was lowered, and she pursed her lips and teeth, but she was resisting some temptation.

However, the voice of the Heavenly Witch was everywhere, and the soft laughter tempted her deeper and deeper into the brink of depravity.

Nan Xiangzi's hand trembled, and he stroked Jian Qingsheng's face.

"Nanxiangzi, the good night is imminent, I don't know whether it will be life or death in the future, if Lang has a concubine, if you don't obey him, wouldn't it be great?

"Jian Qingsheng, you are a hero, but the beauty is in her arms but you don't know how to cherish, the beauty is like water, but you put the sword light across her neck, I really don't know the romance and the moon, you look at her again, the eyes of the Mid-Autumn Festival water and spring, it is really cute and tight. ”

As if instigating people's evil fire, the Heavenly Witch smiled more and more hideously, and Nan Xiangzi's eyes became more and more confused, she couldn't hold on, almost the whole person was attached to Jian Qingsheng's body, one hand was wrapped around her waist, and the other was groping on the cheeks of the man in front of her, her eyelashes trembled, her voice gasped and trembled.

The cold light on the sword could no longer stop her, and the girl had completely fallen into the nightmare law at this time, and the sword raised her head indifferently.

The Black Dire, the Celestial Witch's laughter was so hideous that it was indescribable, twisted, and a deep, black smoke erupted from her pale mouth.

If there is no way, you can only kill Nanxiangzi?

But if you cut down the world with the sword of the world, what will you end up for?

The day of mourning is also Nanxiang.

Unlike Tian'a, Tianfu is pure, a sword cut for the sake of the world.

For the sake of the world.

Nanxiang, mourning.

"You are the Heavenly Mourner, without Nanxiang, the Heavenly Mourning Sword will lose the light that comes from the world. ”

"The light must not be dimmed, heaven and earth will eventually usher in the dawn, just like Yu Yuan and Tang Gu, they will never exist alone. ”

Jian Qingsheng suddenly closed his eyes and put his forehead on Nanxiangzi's eyebrows.

Eyebrow to eyebrow.

"You are Nanxiang, and you are also mourned, you know me best, and I know you. ”

The crimson aura spread in all directions, and the black aura also spread with black rain all over the Xuanhuang.

The Heavenly Witch is laughing, and the Eight Nightmares are laughing.

False heirlooms are laughing, too.

Ghost Rain is also laughing.

After all, the world still loses to Nightmare.

No one can overcome the primal fear of dreams.

It's not good to be drunk, and it's even worse if it's a sword light.

The Celestial Witch walked forward, as if to reap the fruits of victory.

Jian Qingsheng didn't turn his head, but his arm suddenly raised the red sword and shook it towards the Heavenly Witch.

"If I take another step forward, I will kill you even if I die in heaven. ”

Jian Qingsheng spoke, cold and ruthless.

The Heavenly Witch smiled: "Did you finally abandon the world?"

"Looks like you've got no way out. ”

She was scorning, and even more mocking, it was a nightmare victory.

The sword in the sword light sheng's hand has risen.

The wind and rain wailed.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Jian Qingsheng's heart.

That was the voice of the deity Li Pichen!

Jian Qingsheng was stunned.

No one can explain this change, let alone predict it.

It's as if some kind of being has been provoked and manifested!

It seems that suddenly, the white-haired Taoist who has not been seen for a long time, or who he has never really seen, is manifested in front of him, and the yin and yang in his eyes rotate, whispering this supreme word.

[People can always be quiet, and heaven and earth are all returned. In such a quiet way, one gradually enters the true path, and once he has entered the true path, he is called the Tao, and although he is called the Tao, he has attained nothing, and in order to transform sentient beings, he is called the Tao, and those who can understand can preach the holy way. 】

In the beginning of antiquity, who preached it?

It's the sudden arrival of the Tranquility Sutra!

Incredible, inscrutable, without warning!

No one can speak, no one knows, in this whole world, such as King Xiaoyue knows Li Pichen's three saints but can't say the word Qingjing, let alone know that it is these two words.

In this heaven and the world, only two people have really said the name of tranquility.

One is the old way of Huashan.

One is the Great Sage who swallows the sky.

If it has passed, the fate has come.

Jian Qingsheng was stunned, then raised his head, and suddenly smiled at the Heavenly Witch.

"I am the second spirituality created by Li Pichen's primordial god to perform the dream of marrying Taishang, and I borrowed the hundred-year-old sword body of the Hongying Sword, although it is mortal iron, it is contaminated with the whole piece of red dust. ”

"Now that the Moon King has borrowed the law, I am marrying a dream, but I am not exactly marrying a dream! Heavenly Witch, you never know who you are facing. ”

"Your time of death has come! I'm telling you, and I'm telling Ghost Rain!"

"I'm not Li Pichen, I don't have heaven, but I have a heavenly mourning, I have this sword, and what I hold in my arms is Nanxiang called the world. ”

Jian Qingsheng took the sword away from Nanxiangzi's white neck with his other hand, and pointed it at the Heavenly Witch from afar.

The voice was ethereal, like waking up from a dream, and he was asking Nanxiang again.

"Nanxiang Jianqi, let me ask you, are you willing to return to Hongchen with me?"

Nanxiangzi closed his eyes, gasped softly, and gritted his teeth, but he was laughing.

She shouted out words that she had never had in her life, and even more so the words she had always hoped for.

"I'm willing to ——!"

Three words, a lifetime.

She is a fairy who has fallen from the green dust to the red dust, but she has never had such an aura in her life.

......

I have seen the reckless fairy sky, and I have also gone through thousands of years, I have seen the flowing moon in the wind and snow, and I have seen the time converging in the red sword, and I know that the green thunder is shallow.

I have been suffering and sleepless all my life, I have long forgotten the spring swallow that has returned to the nest, ten miles of red makeup all over the countryside, and the mourning of the sky is in front of me, Fang Xiaoling's heart is faced.

Nanxiang looks far away, I have to meet a lover, I would like to ...... Fall into the world again.

......

She woke up, broke through the barrier, although the pear blossoms on her face were raining, she was smiling happily, holding the sword lightly, and holding it tighter, as if no one in the world could separate her from the person in front of her.

Jian Qingsheng laughed, warm and warm, like a spring breeze blowing thousands of years ago.

When the flowers bloom, the jade is old for thousands of years——!

Three inches of time reflect Nanxiang, and four inches of time are full of brilliance.

Red as blood, like clouds of smoke, and the fourth inch of time bloomed at this time with infinite majesty!

When tranquility meets nothing.

A peach blossom blooms in the center of the Heavenly Witch's eyebrows, and at the same time, there is daylight that tears through the night!

How dazzling and brilliant?

Her grin turned into boundless fear, and the black Dire began to fade away, burning into a raging fire!

"It's ...... What is this——!"

"Taishang, it's the law of the Taishang! I've never seen the ——! of the Taishang"

The voice changed from a soft woman to a dull and frightened man.

She was almost terrified!

Jian Qingsheng spoke, ethereal and unknowable, those unknowable voices turned into endless sword sounds at this moment, horror and fear, that should have been a bad word to others, but at this time it resounded in her ears!

This is the contempt of the most mysterious one, called "no one to speak of"!

What are you?

The changes are shocking, and the ghosts are even more terrifying!

The Seven Nightmares next to him suddenly slashed, and even the Black Sky Giant rumbled, but in just an instant, they were all drowned in the brilliant light!

Like the sea and the sky!

The dark sky cracked like dust, and the ghost rain let out a painful howl, and at the same time, the glass bell rang out, the sound was ethereal and immense, and the blue flames spread all over the sky, and the bell was about to shatter this cage forged by fear.

This is not only a prison that imprisons immortals, but also a lock in the world!

Jian Qingsheng raised his hand, just watching the Confucian dance the sword!

"The slanting sun on the city draws a corner of mourning, and there is no old pond platform of lotus flowers;"

"The rain of the Xuanjiang River under the wind in Xiling was once a shocking photo. ”

The fourth inch of time put all the promising methods into the tip of the Nanxiang sword, and did not use the heavenly mourning, this sword was handed out by Nanxiang!

Shocking photos, full of peach flowers!