"Is that a teleportation talisman that has been lost for a long time in the legend?" One of the demons walked out of the crowd and looked at the departure of Chiba and the others, and asked Yang Zhao in surprise: "I didn't expect you to have such a good thing!"

The place where these demons live is extraordinarily beautiful, and on the dividing line of the starry sky, their past lives were human beings. And those who died, those who died, the evil thoughts that erupted at the time of death, have been seduced by the demons outside the heavens. Therefore, they are now living in a different way on the starry sky outside the sky, living in their dreams.

Within this dream, they don't have to be afraid of death, because every qiē is eternal, and since it is a dream, how can there be no eternal existence?

And Yang Zhao and the others are now going to break this eternal space, of course these demons are going to kill Yang Zhao and them all, originally they just want Yang Zhao and the others to continue to indulge in this dream, but how could Yang Zhao and the others voluntarily sink?

Therefore, they can only fight one battle between themselves, and there are many inhumane things behind this battlefield.

Although these heart demons were originally very powerful, it was precisely because of the special nature in this dream that their strength could only be exerted to the peak of Jindan, which also gave Yang Zhao a great chance to escape.

And every cultivator will definitely have a magic weapon to save their lives, and even more so for people like Yang Zhao, it's just ...... Yang Zhao's methods are too many, and they are all so rare and powerful. Whether it was the long sword in his hand, or the small flag above his head, or the treasure mirror in front of him. There is also the teleportation talisman that is cherished by cultivators in the legend, and when placed in the cultivation realm, it is the highest level magic weapon!

As for the seemingly ordinary long sword in his hand, it has an unimaginable sharpness, which makes those demons feel a little afraid.

According to the original arrangement of the black clothes, when Yang Zhao and the others entered this dream realm, they would never wake up, so that these heart demons could easily solve the threat of Yang Zhao and the others.

Who would have thought that such a careful arrangement would finally be destroyed by Yang Zhao alone by chance.

And this time the encirclement. Originally, he was able to kill Yang Zhao and them very lightly. In this way, they have completed their task and protected their dream space.

Who would have thought that this plan was broken by Yang Zhao alone.

Zuo Lang was poisoned by the demons in his heart. Zhichang's lower abdomen was pierced by a sword. I think that the internal organs and meridians have also been greatly traumatized. And Su Nian and Xuan Yuruo also lost some combat power, but they finally left this forest and were not dead for the time being.

The black shadow that sneaked up on Zuo Lang and Zhichang appeared in front of Yang Zhao. She looked at the demons behind her, her eyes fell on the moire ribbon on a scholar's left wrist, and nodded.

The scholar's face was very pale, and his voice trembled slightly, but his tone was firm: "The life and death of those people must be confirmed...... All who come here must die. ”

Yang Zhao used nine precious teleportation talismans to send Chiba and them away, if it was in the real world, no matter how powerful the demons outside the world were, there was no way to catch up with them, unfortunately, this is a dream space, with a natural space barrier, Chiba They can't really be teleported out, they must still be in this space.

The most important thing is that those demons can grasp Chiba's whereabouts at any time.

"I don't want to kill you, I'm satisfied, because I like you very much. ”

She looked at Yang Zhao's expression and said gently: "It's rare for me to like a human being, because your serious appearance is really like a person, and it's so similar to him, it's a pity that you are not him after all, I have seen a lot of human beings over the years, but no one will see us as calm as you, and even give the hope of survival to others, you are a very different human being." ”

"It's just a pity that you can't survive because that's what the owner wants. ”

Yang Zhao looked at her and asked a question, "Why?"

This was what he wanted to know, and it was what Chiba wanted to know the most—why did they step into the trap that others had already laid out for no reason when they arrived in the outer world. What's more, how did these Outer Demons know that they would definitely come to this place?

No matter how you think about it, this matter is difficult to make sense, and it doesn't even make any sense, and Yang Zhao doesn't like this feeling of being controlled by others.

The girl didn't answer, and slowly raised the sword in her hand, with frost between her eyebrows.

"How can you stop so many of us alone, do you think this is underestimating us? You know, I'm curious if there will be any other treasures in you. ”

She looked at Yang Zhao and said in a coquettish voice.

Yang Zhao gave the hope of surviving to others, and it seemed indeed a kind of contempt to block these demons by himself, but Yang Zhao didn't think so, behind this conspiracy was the mysterious and terrifying extraterrestrial demon, and behind Yang Zhao and them was the ethereal and smokeless chaotic star immortal.

Since they can be sent here by the Chaotic Star Immortals, since there are also calculations of the Chaotic Star Immortals, and these days the outer demons are even starting to be a little anxious, and even a little nervous, it means that he may be able to block these demons for a while.

"I am a little stunned that another monk will be killed here, and that he will die so quietly. The girl looked at Yang Zhao and sighed and said, "Originally, if you hadn't come here, maybe your future would have been extraordinary." ”

The girl looked dignified and stood in front of Yang Zhao, but when the girl said this, for some reason, it was diametrically opposed to the strange aura just now, as if it was not the same person.

Faintly, Yang Zhao even saw a wing condensed by black light behind her, and the aura of this wing seemed to be in contrast to the dignified and weird aura just now.

A powerful and cold aura emanated from the wings of light behind the woman.

Yang Zhao's divine sense perception was very keen, and he was very sure that this kind of strength was not something he could fight against.

What's more, those countless demons, but also really powerful, are still on the side.

His ribs had been broken several times, and he didn't know how many cracks there were on the surface of his arm bones, and he had almost spurted blood several times before, but he had forcibly swallowed it back, and Zhihai was severely shocked, and the operation of Zhenyuan began to freeze a little - although there was no injury on the surface, his injury was already very serious.

It is clear that his enemies are well aware of this.

This is a battle without any suspense, even if he has a very powerful magic weapon and a very sharp sword.

If the battle goes on for a few more moments, he will not even be able to stand up, he will not even be able to hold the hilt of his sword, what use will it be?

But Yang Zhao did not have this kind of consciousness at all.

He held a sword in one hand and a condensation finger in the other, and his expression was still serious and focused.

No, as long as you persevere, there will be hope.

Because, when he saw the girl, he seemed to hesitate.

The girl looked at Yang Zhao's focused and determined face, and suddenly felt fearful, obviously she was here to kill him, but suddenly, she didn't want to get close to him, and she didn't even want others to get close.

It seemed that as soon as he got close to Yang Zhao, then danger would come.

And no matter how beautiful a person is, if he just looks at her beauty, then one day he will get tired of it.

Yang Zhao doesn't have this kind of life experience, but he has a lot of say about things like looking at the sun, because he never gets tired of watching it. When he wakes up at 5 o'clock in the morning every morning, it is not yet dawn, and after washing and cleaning, he is the happiest thing to do when he stands under the bamboo or next to the rocks or by the stream or on the cliff, watching the sun rise as usual.

He mostly sleeps at night, is a stranger to the night, and for that reason, he doesn't like the night.

He doesn't like any night, whether it's a good night or a cold night, whether it's walking gently or going in angrily, he doesn't want it.

The blue clothes swayed gently in the breeze, Yang Zhao silently looked at those demons, a little lonely, so tired, but his expression was still peaceful.

At this time, the bright starry sky was once again shrouded in black fog, and the mysterious starry sky began to be hidden in people's fantasies, and all the qiē became hazy.

He was afraid of death because he didn't want to die.

He was not afraid of death, because he thought about dying countless times.

Even he had already experienced death once.

So before he died, he always bloomed with an unimaginable power.

The man had seen it.

Yun Piaoyao and Xiaobai have seen it.

His master had seen it.

Lu Xu, Qingyin, and the Holy White Lotus have also seen it.

Now, it was his enemies' turn to see that power.

Among the weeds, several scars suddenly appeared, spreading towards the outside of the forest, as if a purple light was spreading to the world.

It is not light that spreads out of the weeds, but the law of prohibition.

The blades of grass were sharp, and the barren rocks were hard, but none of them stopped the pace of these prohibitions rushing outward.

There was an extra sword wound on the shoulder of the demons, and the blood was dripping.

The powerful girl, there was also a trace of sword marks on her wings, and there was no smile on her face for a long time, only Yan Sù and seriousness remained.

Some of the demons lay on the ground in a state of limp, their black hair scattered, and their little faces pale.

Some demons looked at the scars on their bodies and ran wildly in the direction of the purple light, blood pouring down.

Yang Zhao was very calm, and there was no emotion on his face.

He held a sword in his right hand and a finger in his left hand, his face was pale and bloodless, and his true yuan was about to be exhausted.

But his expression was still serious.

The black mist reflected on his eyes, not black, but a deep purple.

Purple light also filled his body.

It seems that this kind of flood can make him more calm and more serious.

From the beginning to the present, he has always been so serious.

At such a time, he should live more seriously, and live to die. (To be continued......)