Last time, it was said that Chen Xian encountered a strange dream demon, and after all means were ineffective against him, he had to bluff and say: "Dream demon, I already know your weakness, don't run!"

was drunk to the roots, and said that he knew the weakness, the black mist transformed by the dream demon shook for a while, and retreated slightly, as if it was about to retreat.

It's a pity that before Chen Xian's face could show joy, the black mist suddenly shook for a while, and gathered into a grimace full of sneers, and said in a tone full of sarcasm: "I am the dream demon born of the Dao Dafa in my dream of cultivating the Tao, if there is a saint who specializes in restraining my method, and it took a lot of effort to subdue me, you dare to deceive me, it is far worse than treacherous, you are far worse than coming!"

Chen Xian was speechless, this dream demon seems to be extremely intelligent, and he has seen through his own reality so quickly, but although this guy was subdued by Rulai, his eyes are treacherous, and he is obviously not willing to die for Rulai, maybe he can use a counter-strategy.

"My Taoist friend is mentally sound, and he is treacherous, obviously he hates him like a bone, why don't you retreat, let me have a good fight with Rulai? After all, there is nothing good for you to entangle with me, right? The sword is dangerous, and it will not be good if it is damaged!" Chen Xian said with a smile.

"That's a good idea, but unfortunately it can't!" the Dream Demon smiled, turning into black mist again, and launching the most fierce attack on the black shadow transformed by the Zhenshen Seal.

"It's so oil and salt don't enter, it seems that he has been lowered to death by Rulai, life and death are only in his thoughts, although he scolds Rulai, but he doesn't dare to resist at all!" Seeing that the dream demon was like this, Chen Xian simply stopped talking and began to think about how to deal with the predicament in front of him.

This dream demon is a living being, not a living being, it is a product of a dream, and it seems that the attack in reality cannot hurt him, so he is not afraid of swords, water and fire. However, dreams are people's conscious activities and belong to the spiritual level, so the Zhenshen Seal can temporarily restrain him.

"It seems that in order to clean up this dream demon, we must start from the direction of spiritual consciousness. Chen Xian thought with a frown.

He sat down cross-legged, ignoring the Dream Demon's crazy attack in front of the Purple Mansion, thinking quickly, the light of wisdom above his head "exhaled" and burned, obviously he had used his wisdom to the limit, and the number of calculations in his brain per second could paralyze a hundred most advanced computers.

"Huh?" At a certain moment, a flash of light flashed in Chen Xian's heart, capturing a glimmer of life, like lightning in the dark night, illuminating the way ahead.

"Although this dream demon is not afraid of attacks in reality, in fact, it has no lethality in reality, and can only drag people into dreams, create all kinds of nightmares, and slowly consume the soul energy that devours people, so as to kill people invisibly...... Maybe I can do that!" Chen Xian's heart moved, and a very strange smile appeared on his face when he thought of a bad idea.

"Success or failure, in one move!" After Chen Xian made up his mind, he took out a jade bottle, and took advantage of the dream demon's unpreparedness to directly collect it in the Purple Mansion.

The jade bottle, just an ordinary golden immortal vessel, I don't know who dedicated it to him, except for its own space, which can decorate things, everything else is very ordinary, the demon saint exists, and it can be smashed with one palm, which is really insignificant. The jade bottle is ordinary, but the contents inside are not ordinary. Inside the jade bottle, it was filled with all the mirage of a demon saint-level mirage, mixed with the gas refined by countless strange flowers and exotic grass essences with the effect of ecstasy, and he was clearly a true illusion qi.

True illusion, as the name suggests, is the illusion that can be used to confuse the real illusion, Chen Xian is to prepare, to arrange an illusion with the real illusion, and lead the dream demon into the illusion.

"The dream demon wants to drag me into a dream, so I'll let you go to the illusion realm, and it will be regarded as the way of the other person, and the other person will be given back!" Chen Xian smiled slightly in his heart and began to set up the arrangement.

With Chen Xian's operation, the true illusion qi in the jade bottle surged, and finally turned into a magnificent purple palace, its shape and specifications were no different from Chen Xian's purple mansion, and even the divine soul in it was exactly the same, vivid.

Illusion is also a broad and profound magical power, Chen Xian has also practiced, and is extremely interested, this real illusion qi was refined by a demon saint-level mirage demon inner pill after he was promoted to a quasi-saint, and it is usually used for fun, and if he wants to be sent to the battlefield, he doesn't know if he can succeed.

"Anyway, I'm also a quasi-saint, how can this real illusory qi confuse Da Luo Jin Xian, although this dream demon is weird, but the aura is not not strong, it should be able to be confused! Plus I, a quasi-saint, are sitting on the side, I don't believe I can't clean up this guy!" Chen Xian felt a little calmer and began to refine his plan.

In order to make the purple mansion conjured up by this true illusory qi more confusing, and let the dream demon believe that it was true, and he was deeply trapped in the illusionary realm, Chen Xian poured his original breath into the jade bottle, so that the true illusory qi carried the coercion of a quasi-saint, and it was impossible to find out that it was fake without colliding with it.

"After the Dream Demon enters this 'Purple Mansion', he will definitely rush to my 'Divine Soul' and pull me into a nightmare, and he won't pay attention to whether this Purple Mansion is real!" Chen Xian smiled slightly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he felt that his plan to deal with the Dream Demon this time was ninety percent certain.

"Go!" Chen Xian thought about it, in order to make the divine soul look more realistic, he tore off an idea from the divine soul and threw it directly into the divine soul in the illusionary realm.

"True and false, false and true, this is the highest level of illusion!" Chen Xian smiled, and after setting up another ecstasy illusion array, he was ready to lure you into the urn. Because the Dream Demon is also conscious, the Zhenshen Seal can have an effect on it, and presumably the Ecstasy Array will also be useful to it.

"Dream Demon, I know your weakness, I will kill you in my dreams, and if there is a kind, you will drag me into a dream!" Chen Xian laughed and removed the Zhenshen Seal.

The black mist turned into the dream demon paused, and after saying "bluff", it turned into an invisible black mist and rushed directly into Chen Xianzi's mansion.

After the dream demon entered the gate of the Purple Mansion, he immediately rushed into the jade bottle containing the True Illusory Qi, and saw the Purple Mansion transformed by the True Illusory Qi, and also saw the divine soul that exuded the unique divine light of the quasi-saint.

This is the true illusion realm, the purple mansion is the specification of the quasi-saint purple mansion, the breath is the same, and the soul is no different, plus there is a bonus of the ecstasy illusion array, so the dream demon did not notice anything unusual, and the monster smiled and threw himself into the soul of the true illusion and a wisp of quasi-holy thoughts.

"I'm waiting for you in my dream, I hope you don't regret it!" After the transfiguration spirit said very majestically, a wisp of divine thought carried a quasi-holy power suppressed the dream demon for a moment, and immediately withdrew it.

With the quasi-saint coercion as evidence, the dream demon had no doubts, and the black mist turned into a black fog immediately pounced, and the illusion that was transformed and this was also what Chen Xian hoped for, the power of the illusion, as long as he believed that it was true, he would fall deeper and deeper, and finally completely immersed in his own fantasy.

"Well, it's time to take care of this dream demon!" Chen Xian smiled in his heart, then sat down in the formation space, pinched the imperial array, and began to create many illusions for the dream demon.

"Hmm!" Chen Xian's heart moved, and he suddenly found a strange scene in his soul, as if he was dreaming. The self in the dream, without cultivation, appeared in a dim and desolate world.

"Well, it seems that the Dream Demon dragged my wisps of divine thoughts into the dream, and it seems that the Dream Demon is not in vain. In that case, let's play with him and convince him that this is real. Chen Xian smiled slightly, the formation changed, he didn't attack violently, changed his strategy, and prepared to boil the frog in warm water, dragging the dream demon into the illusion little by little, so as not to be surprised by it.

When dreaming, it is all muddy, so Chen Xian does not cast a spell to awaken that wisp of divine thought, wanting to see what means the dream demon has and how he can take people's lives in his sleep.

As soon as the picture in his mind changed, suddenly an earth-shattering roar sounded, and a colorful tiger jumped out of the grass, salivating in his mouth, and hung down three feet, like a gust of wind rushing towards Chen Xian.

That wisp of thought was muddy at this time, and he didn't remember that he was a high-ranking quasi-saint, and a single thought could make countless tigers die in an instant.

"Ahh

"Well, the power of the divine thought has consumed one-tenth of it at once...... Chen Xian sensed it slightly, and found that just now, the power of the wisp of divine thought dissipated one-tenth.

Cultivators, "open their mouths and disperse their spirits", even when they speak, they will disperse their spirits, not to mention the emotions of fear and terror. Cultivation is supposed to be pure and inactive, transcend the red dust, and suppress the seven emotions and six desires, so as not to dissipate the power of the primordial gods.

"This dream demon is to drag people into nightmares, make people frightened, frightened, scattered but not condensed, and then, step by step, eat away at people's spirit, until they kill people. But this is too simple, if you encounter those innate gods who are extremely strong as soon as they are born and have no mortal experience, I am afraid that they will not be able to intimidate them at all, this dream demon definitely has a backhand!" Chen Xian said secretly, deciding to observe and observe again, and at the same time slowly launched the Ecstasy Formation to quietly erode the dream demon.

The Dream Demon was unaware of the Ecstasy Array, and at this time he was convinced that Chen Xian had been dragged by him into the nightmare realm he had set up, so when the first dream was over, he immediately began to arrange the second nightmare.

The second dream that the dream demon made up for Chen Xian, Chen Xian still did not cultivate, the scene was a dark night with light clouds and moons, the autumn wind was bleak, and he stood on a cemetery full of miserable blue ghost fires, and occasionally a few dry bones could be seen.

"This scene is quite delicate, it seems that the dream demon has arranged such a dream many times, and the unbeautiful places have been perfected, and it is full of routines!" Chen Xian thought in his heart as he launched the formation.

That wisp of quasi-holy spirit thought was in a dream, naturally there was no cultivation, back to the original point, a mortal, suddenly appeared in such a terrifying place, the time was not right, and his feet were weak on the spot, Chen Xian immediately felt that the power of the divine thought was rapidly draining, and it must have been ingested by the dream demon.

As a mortal, if he appeared in the ghostly cemetery late at night, few of them would think of staying overnight, so the wisp of divine thought that fell into the dream immediately stumbled out of the cemetery, wanting to leave.

The dream demon carefully prepared such a nightmare, if it was not good to scare and scare, how could he stop when he was full of quasi-holy spiritual energy, and immediately controlled the dream, stretched out a bone claw from the ground, and grabbed Chen Xian's right leg.

With a "poof", Chen Xian's wisp of divine thought fell to the ground, but he failed to shake off the nightmare created by the dream demon. Turning his head sharply, he saw that after grabbing his bones, he had no memory of this supernatural experience, and his spirit was lost.

After kicking a few times, he didn't break free from the bone grasp, but pulled out a corpse full of rotten flesh on the white bones from the ground, and he was shocked again, and his spirit was lost again.

"Click......" The sound of grinding teeth sounded, and he saw the corpse crawl suddenly, and a hollow skeleton that fell down and crushed it, and had no eyes facing him, and was half stunned again.

"Click......" The corpse opened its toothy mouth, and in a click, it directly bit off the throat bone of Shen Nian.

It was dark in front of my eyes, and another dream ended.

"That dream just now consumed about thirty percent of that divine energy. Almost, after two nightmares in a row, it is time for the quasi-holy 'me' to wake up. And the divine qi has also dissipated a lot, if it dissipates like this, I am afraid that it will collapse, and the effect of confusing the dream demon will be ineffective!" Chen Xian pondered for a while, and as soon as his mind moved, he woke up the wisp of divine thought.

At this time, the third nightmare prepared by the dream demon also began, and Chen Xian appeared in a dimly lit cave, surrounded by figures.

Still a mortal without cultivation, Chen Xian looked at it and found that he seemed to be queuing, with people in front and behind.

At another look, there were countless hideous-looking monsters on the side holding swords and scolding themselves forward, and in front of the team, there was a slaughterhouse—a slaughterhouse that killed, skinned, disemboweled, and dirty, and there were only two people left in front of him.

"Hey, do you want to make such a terrifying scene so that I am about to face death and continue to amplify my fear?" Chen Xian sneered, unmoved.

Now it is to delay time, so that the dream demon is convinced that he is controlled by him and is deeply trapped in the illusion, so Chen Xian laughed and said: "Dream demon, change the routine, these are useless to me, don't be disgusting, so as not to make me look down on me!"

"I came to my senses so quickly, I deserve to be a quasi-saint powerhouse, admire!" The surrounding illusion disappeared in an instant, and a huge black shadow appeared in front of Chen Xian, and praised it, but his tone was light, and it really didn't look like a compliment, but more like a mockery.

"Now that I'm awake, as long as I kill you in this dream, you'll be dead!" Chen Xian sneered, of course, just delaying time.

"Kill me?haha, big joke, in the dream, I am invincible, just a small test, I will let you know what a real nightmare is, enjoy it slowly!"

"Don't go!" Chen Xian roared and immediately pounced.

Before he could pounce, the dark shadow turned by the dream demon dissipated, and only the dream demon's slightly mocking voice came: "In the dream, I am an omnipotent god, you can't help me, enjoy the wonderful program I have prepared for you!"