Chapter 62 Smoke in the Dream

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Seeing Zong Rui pinching the seal with one hand and reciting the incantation in his mouth, even Zao Wou-ki, who was full of confidence, also had a bad premonition.

As soon as he had this thought, he saw a demon with a height of three feet, wearing armor on his head, wearing a soap robe, iron armor on his lower body, and holding a giant knife from Zong Rui's body.

This is exactly the Demon King of the Mixed World that Zong Rui killed and subdued in the Journey to the West, as early as when he understood the cultivation of the Immortal Dao, Zong Rui began to study other functions of the Journey to the West, and found that he was able to bring out the Demon King subdued by the Journey to the West.

Of course, the immortals, demons and Buddhas in the Journey to the West world are all spirits, not real, but seem to be a kind of doppelganger left in it with the idea of distraction, as long as this doppelganger is defeated by Zong Rui, he must listen to Zong Rui's command, and can be summoned to fight the enemy.

Of course, this opponent is not a real sword and a real gun, but can only fight at the soul level.

For example, when the enemy is not focused, summon a spirit body, conjure up an environment, and draw the enemy's spirit out to fight, or directly enter the opponent's sea of consciousness to fight or suppress the opponent's spirit. Ordinary people and people with lower strength can't see it, only those with higher strength, or those who travel with spirits.

This is also in line with the ontology of Journey to the West, the heart sutra of Qianyuan Creation Heart Sutra.

Of course, the strongest that Zong Rui can summon at this time is some demons in Huaguo Mountain, and the Demon King of the Mixed World is a relatively powerful soul, equivalent to the peak of ghosts and immortals in the real world, although the strength is not as good as Zao Wou-ki, but it is not as good as the immortal body of others, as soon as it is broken up outside, the Journey to the West World will be resurrected immediately, and the strength is not affected in any way, and the sustainable combat ability is extremely strong.

The strength of the Demon King of the Mixed World is not as strong as the strength of Zao Wouji's Divine Soul, but the Demon King of the Mixed World is too popular to dress up, and he is a Demon King of the Mixed World, with a face like a demon.

As soon as he was summoned by Zong Rui, he was not afraid of death and screamed at Zao Wou-Ki who was on the opposite side.

"You are actually an immortal martial practitioner?" For a while, Zao Wou-Ki thought that this was Zong Rui's divine soul, and a Zong Rui wanted to compete with himself in the immortal Dao divine soul.

"Okay, hehe, then we'll have a fight. After saying that, Zao Wou-Ki suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, his whole body motionless, and all his divine souls poured out from the Heavenly Gate, turning into a Heavenly God wearing golden armor and pounced on the Demon King of the Mixed World.

As soon as his mind moved, a sword appeared in his hand, and the divine light was clear, and he stabbed his head. The Demon King of the Mixed World held a sword in both hands, and fought with Zao Wouji's divine soul with a wide open and closed gap.

Zong Rui took advantage of Zao Wou-Ki's divine soul to be entangled with the Demon King of the Mixed World, and quickly walked to Zao Wou-Ki's body, and pressed his sword against the eyebrows of Zao Wou-ki's body.

"Ah......h

Seeing that Zong Rui was still able to act, Zhao Wouji's divine soul let out a terrible scream, and the divine soul returned to his physical body with a pounce.

When he opened his eyes, he was in a cold sweat all over his body, and he looked at Zong Rui's fixed light sword against his eyebrows in fear, and he was stunned for a while.

In the royal stands, Emperor Qian sat in the center, and when he saw that Zong Rui had easily taken down Zhao Wouji, his face was unmoving, but his eyes were bright, and a trace of surprise flashed, and then he returned to calm.

"I didn't expect this kid to cultivate both immortal and martial arts at the same time, so why did he give the psychic primordial fetus to Shouyang? Although the psychic primordial fetus he gave to Shouyang is the worst kind, but it is not something that ordinary people can have, even if it is a big sect, it is at least a human fairyland, what is the plan of this kid?"

Emperor Qiandi secretly guessed above, and the other masters who watched were also shocked by Zong Rui's methods, they didn't expect that the previous innate waste wood was now able to cultivate, and it was a fellow immortal martial practitioner, and the realm was not low.

Zong Rui's performance was like pouring a scoop of cold water into the boiling oil, and the audience suddenly exploded, and there were many discussions.

"Next is the battle for the top five, hmph, I must have that good ranking. Zong Rui's eyes flashed slightly, revealing a fierceness, this time Zong Rui's performance has made Zong Shichang very satisfied, he hopes that Zong Rui will stop, don't show too prominently and dazzlingly, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, so he doesn't want Zong Rui to perform too well.

"Huh, the jade plate left to me by Wuliang Zongmeng with smoke?" Zong Rui's face was suddenly stunned, and he hurriedly took out a jade plate three inches long, one inch wide, and one finger thick from the storage bag, and the jade plate was carved with an old Taoist priest with a fairy wind bone, holding a whisk in his hand, and his robe was fluttering, as if floating on the top of the clouds.

Usually, this jade plaque is as smooth as mutton fat, but at this time, there is a cyan color inside.

Meng Hanyan told Zong Rui when she left, she went back to Daqianguo this time mainly to see the situation of the Infinite Sect, if something could not be done, come back to find Zong Rui, if she could regain control of the Infinite Sect, she would not come back, this jade plate would be used as Zong Rui's reward for saving him, with this jade plate she could let Meng Hanyan help him do three things.

But he didn't tell Zong Rui what the reason for the discoloration of the jade card, and tried to input a trace of his true yuan into the jade card, and he felt that the jade card was shocked, and as soon as the information appeared, Zong Rui's sea of knowledge.

"I fell into the trap designed by the Marquis of Xiaoyao and my junior sister Meng Hanyun, and I was sealed in the immeasurable abyss of the Infinite Sect, and I couldn't get out for a short time, and I asked the prince to help me take care of my eight disciples, who had the same jade plaque on them, and the cyan symbol on the jade plaque will guide you to them. As a token of appreciation, they will give you a storage bag with some secret texts and pills of martial arts and immortal paths, take care. ”

That's the end of the words, I looked at the jade plate in my hand, and found that the cyan on the jade card was really slowly condensed into an arrow.

Lay the jade plaque flat, and the arrow points to the southwest, which is exactly the southwest direction of the jade capital.

"What should I do? If I leave at this time, I won't be able to participate in the next competition, and I won't be able to achieve the goal I originally set. But if I continue to participate in the competition, it is very likely that the disciple who dreams of smoke will die without a place to be buried. What to do?"

Zong Rui was no longer in the mood to think about the competition, walked back and forth for a while, slammed his fist, and said secretly: "Since Meng Hanyan believes in me so much, then I will have a beggar with a big husband, even if I can win the first place in this competition, it is only a false name, where can it be more important than getting the trust of a Heavenly Immortal Realm master?"

He glanced up at the place where his father was in the audience, and said secretly: "If my father faced this matter, I would have made the same choice as me, since this is the case, I don't need to scruple about it, and my father won't blame me." ”

"Prince Zongrui, it's time for you to draw lots. An official in charge of the lottery group shouted to Zong Rui, who was walking back and forth.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I have more important things, and I won't participate in the next competition. After Zong Rui finished speaking, he thought about the official and the people around him who participated in the competition, especially Chen Dong, clenched his fists, stepped on the ground with both feet, and turned into a phantom and rushed to the door of the school field.

The next story will unfold slowly, the major sects will appear one after another, and the opponents of the pig's feet will frequently shoot at the pig's feet, and the story will become more and more exciting.