Wang Yicheng's mind moved, and he had already teleported into the nightmare world. Looking at the silver ball in his hand, it was slowly melting, turning into a liquid mass floating in front of him.

Wang Yicheng was happy in his heart, this situation was the same as recorded on the slate, and it seemed that he had succeeded.

Wang Yicheng approached the liquid to take a closer look, and suddenly the liquid became flat and bright, like a round mirror, clearly reflecting Wang Yicheng's face.

Immediately, the mass of liquid slowly expanded, became longer and thicker, and rapidly expanded like a balloon that had been blown up. With the limbs, torso, and head, the final form is the face.

is exactly the same as Wang Yicheng, Wang Yicheng and him will not be able to tell the difference. Wang Yicheng dropped a drop of blood into the palm of his hand, and the blood immediately seeped into the silver skin.

"Go!" Wang Yicheng stretched out his hand, the puppet nodded, and his body flew up lightly, disappearing into the nightmare world.

Although he couldn't see the puppet clone anymore, Wang Yicheng could still feel a trace of connection with it. Soon, through this connection, a faint nightmare power was transmitted into Wang Yicheng's body. Although this nightmare power is weak, it can be imagined that when thousands of such nightmare powers are constantly entering Wang Yicheng day and night, it will be a terrifying number.

In the days that followed, Wang Yicheng spent his time in cultivation and refining, and more and more nightmare clones were refined and thrown into the nightmare realm. Wang Yicheng needs to refine the power of the nightmare he has teleported and turn it into his own power.

The days passed, a year, two years......

On the hill, Lan Mei and the other two monks looked out over the valley, the fairy aura in the valley was very strong, and the white mist rolled over, covering the valley, and they couldn't see what the master was doing inside. However, this strong immortal qi was very suitable for cultivation, and the three of them simply set up camp around the valley and established a cave to cultivate.

Lan Mei's eyes sometimes looked at the valley were very complicated, and she was nervous when she first recognized Wang Yi as the master. No matter how high the level of cultivation is, monks have the same desires as ordinary people, as well as the normal needs of men. And she is the only woman here, will Wang Yicheng let her serve? The nature of the demon beast is so wild and ferocious, will it hurt her? However, unexpectedly, Wang Yicheng did not harass her once, not even verbal ridicule and eyes.

After a long time, Lan Mei couldn't help but doubt her charm, and she had a vague expectation for Wang Yicheng.

At this time, if they saw Wang Yicheng in the valley, the three of them were afraid that they would be surprised.

Wang Yicheng is changing his form, absorbing the power of nightmares for nearly three years, so that Wang Yicheng has finally reached the edge of evolution.

As if feeling the call in the dark, Wang Yicheng suddenly stood up from the ground, and with a bang, the pieces of clothes on his body were torn and turned into pieces of cloth flying. Wang Yicheng's angular muscles were bare, and he raised his head to the sky and roared, as if an ancient savage beast swore to its own territory to its own kind and aliens.

The whistling sound echoed in the heavens and the earth, and Wang Yicheng's body grew larger and his muscles expanded, which was a transformation into the true body of the Nightmare King.

However, this transformation is a bit strange, Wang Yicheng did not become a thousand zhang monster, but only grew to more than two zhang tall, and then stopped. He thrust his arms into the ground, trembling all over, this is the metamorphosis of life, and it is extremely painful. Wang Yicheng's bones all over his body were rattling, his muscles were spasmodic abnormally, and the energy around his body was even more disordered.

"Glutch!" Wang Yicheng had many sharp bone spurs on the top of his head, back, arms, and thighs, and a pair of wings also stretched out from his back, and even more exaggerated was that a tail also grew out of his back. This is the evolution of the Nightmare King, and the genetic map has long been in his blood. I don't know how long it took, Wang Yicheng's evolution finally came to an end.

Transforming a huge mirror in front of him, seeing his current appearance, Wang Yicheng smiled bitterly, it was too ugly.

In the past, Wang Yicheng had two forms, one was a normal human appearance. One is the appearance of a giant monster that is thousands of feet tall after transformation. Now Wang Yicheng has a third form, his height is only two zhang, somewhat like a combination of a human and a nightmare king. The swarthy body was covered from head to toe with fist-sized scales, and a stout short tail, somewhat resembling a crocodile's tail, grew from behind it. The biggest change was his appearance, some like a human, some like a monster, with a bulging forehead and cheekbones, blood-red eyes, and sharp protruding fangs in the big mouth of the blood basin. I reached out to touch my lips, but my cheek was stung by the sharp bone spurs on the back of my hand. The shape of the palm is human, but the bone spurs protruding from the back of the hand resemble the head of a spear, which is more than a foot long, thick, strong, and sharp.

The changes in the body are even more amazing, the muscles, bones, meridians, dantian, and divine thoughts have all undergone qualitative changes, and the current Nightmare King is more like a killing machine, a real night killer.

There seems to be something more in my mind, this is the memory that was originally hidden in the bloodline, awakening with the bloodline.

A Nightmare King can evolve up to three times in his life, the first time is from a juvenile to an adult, and at this time he already has the strength of an immortal beast. The second evolution evolved from an immortal beast to a divine beast, the third evolution evolved from a divine beast to a beast god, and the third evolution was never completed by the Nightmare King. In the soul realm, Wang Yicheng had seen the Nightmare King in the sarcophagus, but he had only completed his second evolution.

Unlike human monks, who need to learn from a teacher, each time the Nightmare King evolves, he will stimulate the memories in the ancient bloodline, and he will automatically know some spells that are suitable for him.

"Dream spell!" Wang Yicheng smiled playfully, this was a brand new spell, he had never heard of it.

"It looks like I'm going to step up my studies!" Wang Yicheng calculated the three-year date, and said to himself.

In a huge palace in the forbidden land of the Luo Tian Sect, more than a dozen elders of the Mahayana period were secretly deliberating.

"What! Zilong has fallen!" several elders had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Yes!" a middle-aged man with a thin face sighed, his eyes very sad. His outfit was different, with a black robe with golden lace and a tall black flat hat, which was the standard costume of Canglong Academy. This person's name is Luo Canghong, he is the dean of Canglong Academy, and he is also the patriarch of Luo Zilong's family, and he has the same bloodline as Luo Zilong.

"Before Zilong died, he showed a picture on the soul lamp, and it was this thing that killed him. Luo Canghong waved his hand, and a three-dimensional image appeared in front of everyone, which was the King of Nightmares after Wang Yicheng's transformation.

"Nightmare King!" exclaimed several elders together, these were all elders who had fought with Wang Yicheng in the ruins of the Immortal Land.

"This demon beast is very powerful, it injured all the masters in the ruins of the immortal land, and it is suspected that Elder Luo Huayuan's death is also related to him. "The female elder who spoke was Luo Puhui, and she was the middle-aged woman who taught Shen Ling.

"This demon beast is so powerful!" This time it was Luo Canghong's turn to be surprised.

"I've already found out the origin of this Nightmare King!" said the elder who was a thin, unremarkable old man in gray. This person's name is Luo Songling, he is the first elder of the Luo Tian Sect, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Fire True Monarch, and the first person under the Tribulation Period.

"I found out the origin of this person from the distant Apocalypse Star, his name is Wang Yicheng, he is a little demon beast that has been mixed into the cultivation of the human sect, because of the opportunity to fuse a drop of nightmare blood, he gradually embarked on the road of transforming into the king of nightmares. ”

Several elders were a little surprised, how much chance it would take to evolve from an ordinary demon beast to such a high-level immortal beast! The difficulty is the same as that of a mortal becoming an immortal.

"Moreover, his cultivation to the current realm is less than three hundred years. ”

"What!" these elders were truly shocked, knowing that they, Mahayana monks, had also experienced at least two thousand years. It is a miracle to have cultivated to the Mahayana realm in three hundred years.

"Master Venerable said, the reason why this kid cultivates so fast is because he has a top-level immortal weapon on his body. ”

Everyone was shocked again, immortal weapons are also leveled, they have never touched it, so they don't know, but the top immortal weapon, how can it be that only a monk at the level of an immortal king is qualified to have it, how did he get it?

"We must not allow this kid to develop freely anymore, his cultivation speed will threaten the foundation of our entire Luo Tian Sect. ”

Everyone looked at each other, if he hid and didn't appear, where would he go to find him?

"The reason why he crossed the galaxy and came here was mainly for a girl named Shen Ling, and they were lovers. Luo Songling said slowly.

"Ah!" Luo Puhui exclaimed in surprise, "Is it Shen Ling among the Holy Sons?"

Luo Songling nodded, "So the Holy Son of this sacrifice is Shen Ling." Only in this way can he be forced to come out. ”

The elders nodded together, and it seemed that this was the only way to do this.

In Shen Ling's dream, on the top of the mountain, the beauty is independent, surrounded by an endless sea of clouds, and it is white.

"Alas, will that weirdo still come?" Shen Ling sighed, his eyes lowered, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Every time I get angry, I drive him away. He's not angry, and he'll be in my dreams next time. Is he a real person, or is it an illusion in my dreams? Is what he said to me real? Or is it my own dreams. ”

"Ling'er!"

Shen Linghuo turned around, only to see a young man behind him, looking at him with a gentle smile.

"Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you not to come in the future?" Shen Ling turned her head angrily, she was angry with herself, why did she always dream of this strange man. Or do I look forward to it in my heart, and I like to listen to what he says.

"Aren't you really interested in listening to the stories I tell you?"

Shen Ling pretended to ignore it, but she really did what this man said in her heart.

"Last time, I said that in the nightmare space, they met again, but they encountered a strong enemy, and both of them were willing to die for each other, and neither of them wanted to leave......"

As he spoke, Shen Ling suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and tears flowed unconsciously. Why? Listening to this man's story, I always feel heartbroken, as if these things had happened to me.

With a pair of hands, he gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks, "Ling'er, can you remember your name?" Your name is Shen Ling, my name is Wang Yicheng, we are both monks of the Apocalypse Continent, and we are a pair of lovers who love each other. Wang Yicheng stared at Shen Ling's eyes and said affectionately.

"No, no, I'm a child of the Luo family, I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I have never left this planet. Shen Ling took a step back, the expression on his face was very struggling.

Wang Yicheng sighed and stretched out his hand, "Look!"

Under the top of the mountain, the vast sea of clouds suddenly disappeared, replaced by a city with twinkling lights. Thousands of lights are lit, shining like a sky full of stars.

"Remember the night we were married! It was also on the top of a mountain, and you came to me secretly. The first time we kissed, the first time we said we loved you. You say that the lights in this city are so beautiful, like the stars are shining in the sky. The two of us are like above the stars......"

"Don't say it!" Shen Ling covered his ears and shouted, "Leave my dream!"

Shen Linghuo woke up from the dream, the dark room was very quiet, Shen Ling gently wiped his cheeks and the tears were still there, why was the dream just now so real, and he messed up his heart.

Shen Ling got up and walked out of the room, there was a long corridor outside, and immediately a maid came over and bowed down to ask.

"I want to see the mentor!" Shen Ling said.

Immediately, there were maids rushing away, and each of the holy sons lived in a separate villa, with a dozen maids waiting. The maid is dutiful and simply does not leave an inch.

Among the ruins of the immortal land, there seems to be no day or night, the sky is always dark and white, Shen Ling suddenly remembered that he saw the city lights in his dream just now, as beautiful as the stars in the sky.

"What's wrong with me!" Shen Ling shook his head vigorously, throwing these thoughts back to his mind.

In a very large and splendid hall, Shen Ling knelt on the ground, buried his head in Elder Luo Puhui's lap, and gently recounted the confusion in his heart.

"Don't believe those words, it's the devil who is tempting you. You are the successor chosen by the Holy Lord, and you will ascend to the immortal realm and achieve a brilliant life. And those demons in your heart always want to tempt you and make you go down the evil path, on the dark path, so you have to hold on to your heart. ”

"But Elder, I'm ...... I listened to him and was really conflicted and confused. The things he told me would make a big ripple in my heart, make me rejoice, and make me sad. ”

Sensing that Shen Ling's emotions were very excited, Elder Luo slowly stretched out his hand and stroked Shen Ling's head, his palms glowed with white light, and circles of divine thoughts fluctuated outward.

Shen Ling suddenly raised his head, "This is a spell to control our minds, erase our memories and make us submit, right?"

"Nonsense!" Elder Luo was a little angry, "Is that also what the man told you?"

Shen Ling nodded a little timidly.

Elder Luo withdrew his hand, his face was gloomy, and he said slowly: "The triennial great sacrifice is about to begin, and you have been selected to be the holy daughter of this sacrifice, this is your great honor, do you know!"

"I know! Thank you, Holy Lord!" Shen Ling knelt down and kowtowed to a statue of a great man behind Elder Luo, which was a statue of the Holy Lord.

For some reason, Shen Ling was not excited in his heart, he was not excited, but he was thinking about the man's words, "The Holy Lord devoured you to gain energy, and you were all sacrifices. (To be continued.) )