Zhuang Zhou's mark completely collapsed, and soul fragments flew in the void, like butterflies fluttering.

Zhao Gongming breathed a sigh of relief, this Zhuang Zhou was really difficult, but he died eventually. It's just that I don't know why, Zhuang Zhou's soul imprint fragment is still in place, and it has not been taken away by the dream energy decomposition.

"Kill!" Zhao Gongming made his strongest move as soon as he made a move, and he always felt uneasy.

The boundless killing intent shrouded that group of butterflies, and Zhao Gongming wanted to personally wipe out Zhuang Zhou's soul mark to the point that it could no longer be broken!

The killing intent fell, and the butterflies scattered and floated away with the surge of dream energy, and then, slowly, gathered together again.

Zhao Gongming's expression was cloudy, and he couldn't be sure now whether Zhuang Zhou was really dead.

Just now, his killing intent didn't touch Zhuang Zhou's shattered soul mark at all, as if those fragments didn't exist at all.

He did not believe in evil and continued to use his own will to wipe out those soul fragments. However, the soul fragments were still intact!

He had dispersed them at most, and he had even driven some of the soul fragments to the furthest he could reach.

There is no intuitive concept of space at the junction of virtual and real, if it is in the human realm, those fragments have been sent thousands of miles away by him!

But it doesn't take long for them to come together.

A trace of fear rose in Zhao Gongming's heart, he couldn't understand what kind of state Zhuang Zhou was in now, even if he stepped into the artistic conception, it would not be like this.

The difference between artistic conception and non-artistic conception is that in addition to the higher degree of condensation of the mind, you must also find your own will.

But now, Zhuang Zhou, not only has his own mind, but even his own will has completely dissipated.

But why is his soul mark still there, why can't his mind and mind touch those soul marks?

Zhao Gongming was crazy, just like a living person seeing a ghost, he decided to leave here first, maybe his master Tongtian Sect Master would understand what was going on.

Did I become a butterfly, or did a butterfly become me?

Zhao Gongming, who turned around and fled, suddenly froze, and it was Zhuang Zhou's voice who asked this question!

But it's not from other places, but from the bottom of Zhao Gongming's heart!

It's as if he was asking himself.

Zhao Gongming turned his head suddenly, those soul marks had disappeared, and the empty void was only surging with chaotic and disorderly dream energy, which seemed to be like this for eternity.

When I close my eyes, do I start dreaming, or do I wake up completely?

Without waiting for Zhao Gongming's answer, the voice asked again, rising from the bottom of his heart, vibrating his mind and shaking his will!

"Pretend to be a ghost!Get out!" Zhao Gongming roared, his stirring mind and killing intent turned countless dream energies upside down, but he still didn't find any trace of Zhuang Zhou.

Is this world real or false, reality or a dream?

Zhao Gongming's mind was violently agitated, and his spirit body began to emit white brilliance, as if there was

Something was going to come out of his body!

Are you still dreaming? What are you dreaming about?

"No!" Zhao Gongming couldn't bear the pain of his mind being torn apart, and his spirit body cracked open one after another, and white butterflies came out of those cracks!

There were more and more cracks in his spiritual body, and more and more butterflies were drilling, they tore at Zhao Gongming's mind, and the pain stimulated his mind like a thousand knives.

Now, wake up!

Zhao Gongming's spirit body was finally overwhelmed, and it exploded through the crack, and his spiritual consciousness was scattered in a large area, and then those spiritual remnants were rolled up by the dream energy, and then disappeared without a trace.

A large flock of butterflies flew away from Zhao Gongming's spirit, and the white flowers were scorching, like epiphany blooming in the dark night.

Zhuang Zhou was dazed as if he had a dream, he dreamed that he had fallen into the dark and deep ocean, and there was no cold and loneliness in the dark and deep ocean, but it was like a huge warm embrace that made him feel at ease.

He fell deeper and deeper, unwilling to wake up, and indulged in dreams until eternity......

Just as he was completely asleep, a figure jumped into the dark and deep ocean and swam towards him with all his might.

There was a four-colored light in the palm of his hand, and the light was so bright and dazzling that it almost illuminated the entire ocean!

Zhuang Zhou subconsciously raised his hand to block the dazzling four-color light, and the entire ocean was not a trace of black, and it was all filled with the four-color light.

The blue wind that flowed, the crimson flames that burned, the bright yellow light like the earth, and the blue like the real ocean.

Zhuang Zhou's consciousness began to slowly return, and his consciousness was lifted upward by a huge force, away from the deep seabed, away from the warm embrace......

As soon as You appeared on the battlefield of Hunting Kun, he knew that he was coming back late, and the people from the Jiuli Clan and the Biyou Palace of the Yuxu Palace on the battlefield were gone.

The entire battlefield was in shambles, full of fragments of magic weapons and broken minds, and the dream energy was slowly devouring these, and it wouldn't be long before even these would be left.

There was a scorching breath in the dream energy, and something was burned to ashes.

A white trail stretched into the distance, and Zhuang Zhou's presence was felt in that trajectory.

He followed the trajectory that was about to dissipate, no matter what happened to Zhuang Zhou, it must be a particularly bad thing.

Sure enough, as expected. When he arrived, he could only see the burned minds and worlds, the ashes of those minds being devoured and decomposed by the dream energy, and if he was too late, he would not be able to find anything.

When you came to this last world of mind, it was still intact, because Zhuang Zhou no longer had the strength to ignite the fire of mind, and all his mind and mind had been burned out.

And the awakened spirit of the magic weapon of the god has no will of its own, it just hangs quietly in the dream energy, no one cares about it, and when its mental power is exhausted, it will also become nothing.

You didn't know that Zhuang Zhou was chasing Zhao Gongming, he came

When I arrived, there was no one to be seen except for an empty world of minds.

But you know that the last place Zhuang Zhou arrived at must be here, because the end of the white trail is here.

You released all his mind and mind and began to search for Zhuang Zhou's traces, and finally let him find something special in this huge world of mind, a small group of butterflies dancing together.

The butterflies were pure soul imprints, and they could especially be perceived to belong to Zhuang Zhou.

The butterflies gathered together, flying up and down, but every now and then, the white light on one of the butterflies went out and fell into the dream energy and disappeared.

The dark and chaotic dream energy is like a mouth that can never be filled, swallowing those butterflies when they can't fly!

Finally, there was only one butterfly left in the small flock!

It struggled to flap its wings, trying to keep flying upwards, but it was as if an invisible hand was about to drag it into the abyss of eternity.

You tried many methods but failed to save even a butterfly, he knew that this group of butterflies was Zhuang Zhou, and when this group of butterflies disappeared, Zhuang Zhou would completely become nothing!

However, whether it was his mind or mind, dream energy or the power of the five elements, he couldn't touch Zhuang Zhou's remnant soul imprint at all.

When there was only one butterfly left in the group, when the light on that butterfly began to dim, You Xin grabbed the butterfly in his hand in a hurry!

Yu's palm moved slightly, he could feel the butterfly fluttering its wings in his hand, and he could feel the dream energy brought by the butterfly when it stirred its wings and surging gently.

He opened his palm, and the white light on the butterfly was still there, and it had not been extinguished.

It danced in the palm of Yuu's hand, and around it, there were four sword-shaped imprints levitating!

That's the remaining law fragments of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian!

At this moment, the light of the four law fragments intertwined, wrapping the white butterfly layer by layer, looking like a cocoon.

The four-color light became more and more intense, and soon the white brilliance was completely obscured, but he could clearly feel that the butterfly was still in this four-color light cocoon and did not dissipate.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement in this light cocoon, and You began to have difficulties, he couldn't figure out what was going on, what state Zhuang Zhou was in at this time.

He tried to convey the power of the five elements to the four-colored light cocoon, because he knew that the four sword seals were just the marks of the law fragments, and they had no power at all.

He was originally Sima to try it as a live horse doctor, but he didn't expect that it was like stabbing a bee's nest, and a burst of suction came from the palm of his left hand, and most of the power of the five elements in You's body was taken away in an instant!

He didn't know where he was, but he began to urge the Five Elements Circle, which continuously provided him with the power of the Five Elements, and these Five Elements Power was used to support the four-colored light cocoon.

You felt that after conveying so much power of the five elements, the butterflies inside the light cocoon began to change!

The butterfly stopped waving its wings and completely wrapped itself in two wide wings of light.

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The four sword marks that had collected the power of the five elements began to melt little by little, turning into thin lines and burrowing into the butterfly's body.

The four-color lines began to entangle and merge, gradually outlining an outline, that outline was a human form, and they were reorganizing Zhuang Zhou's soul imprint!

Zhuang Zhou burned his mind, burned his will, his flesh, bones, blood and soul were all gone, and the four-colored light was helping him reshape his spirit body.

That is already the realm of the law, even the divine doctor can only heal the living, and the resurrection of the dead is the realm of the gods, the realm of the law, especially for the soul.

It seems that the power of the five elements is not enough, after all, the power of the five elements is strictly speaking only one of the earth, fire, water and wind, and the four-color light cocoon needs the power of the four laws!

A ripple formed a vortex, Ziyou's left hand spread out in all directions, the four-color light cocoon was no longer satisfied with the power of the five elements, only the dream energy with variable attributes could supply it with the power of the four law attributes!

That ripple quickly spread beyond You's perception, you know, You has already stepped into the artistic conception, and a thought caused an instantaneous thousand miles, and that ripple covers far more than his perception!

(End of chapter)