The eyes were full of bright red colors, rivers of blood were rushing, and the remains of severed limbs were drifting with the waves......

Wailing and roaring are in the ears, and laughter and crying are heart-wrenching......

The clouds are surging, and the thunder and lightning are fierce......

It was as if he was swept up in a black mist, unable to escape, unable to leave, and could only be attacked again and again by the foggy phantoms, knowing that it was a dream, but unable to wake up. Layers of dense fog engulfed everything around Bai Chu with illusions.

A ghostly voice in the air, hoarse and low:

"Bai Chu, are you ashamed?"

What does Benjun need to be ashamed of? Flick his sleeves away the dense fog in front of him, and soon another layer of thick fog swept up.

The evil laugh in his ears, unbridled:

"Hehe, shouldn't you be ashamed to surrender your troops for the sake of momentary anger?"

"Thousands of living beings were destroyed by your hands, shouldn't you be ashamed?"

"You obviously guessed the truth, but you don't know what to do, shouldn't you be ashamed?"

Get out of the way! Flick his sleeves fiercely, and sweep it away with a sharp Shenze, "Who is the charm, dare to enter the dream of this monarch!"

The black fog disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, darker and more chaotic fog poured up from all directions. This time, the fog, the shape that seems to be there, tangled and scattered around her, surrounded her, and she couldn't break free.

The ghostly voice was still in her ears, so piercing that it penetrated into her heart:

"Dreams are born from the heart, thoughts are born from oneself, giggles, I am you, you are me. ”

The voice was as light as a cloud, with a burst of wanton laughter, lingering in the ears, and the mind was devouring:

"You like your master, hehe, you like your master......" The laughter was almost terrifying, and halfway through the words, the ground became desolate, "but...... He doesn't like you...... He is married, and he wants to marry someone else...... He doesn't like you, he doesn't like you......"

In the desolate voice, with a crying tone, in the thick black fog, the sadness is cold, quiet and gloomy.

"Do you know what kind of person your master is...... Do you know him...... He didn't have you in his heart, he used you, he ruined you, he ruined you......" His voice turned sharply again, and his fierce anger was terrifying, "He deliberately let you descend to the army, deliberately ruined your reputation, deliberately borrowed your god to be reborn, for 30,000 years, he sucked your spirit, cannibalized your god, and made your 30,000 years of cultivation make no progress......"

"Such a person, do you still like him?" and suddenly there was a sultry smile, ambiguous, light and warm, "Giggles, Bai Chu, do you still like him?"

"Demons, look for death. "It's cold and ruthless, and the intention of killing is suddenly born.

Thousands of white lights emanated from his body, and in an instant, the black fog was extinguished.

When he opened his eyes, a black mist turned into a demon woman in black and fell to the ground. The woman's face was pale, and she quickly crawled to the ground, trembling in a trembling voice: "The Divine Monarch spares his life, the Divine Monarch spares his life...... Divine Monarch—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the white light appeared, and the woman disappeared in an instant.

Bai Chu withdrew his hand calmly and glanced at the surrounding environment: "Van Gogh, get out of here!"

The large and empty palace is gloomy and cold, surrounded by a thin curtain of purple veil, swaying with the wind. Here, it's the Demon Realm.

"Tsk, what a big temper. In the purple veil curtain, the voice smiled, and a person walked out leisurely. The purple clothes were luxurious, the man was handsome, and he smiled charmingly, "Shenjun, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Bai Chu looked at him coldly: "Why am I here?"

"You are disturbed by the demons in your heart, and you will naturally wake up in the demon world. Van Gogh came over step by step, with a smile in his jade-like eyes, "Bai Chu, look at your current appearance." The words fell, and the fingertips swiped into the void, and a large mirror appeared in the air.

In the mirror, the goddess was noble, and a trace of horror quickly crossed her cold eyes.

Under the long sleeves, the five fingers are claws, and the transparent nails are long and sharp. The tails of the raised eyes are charming, with a strange demonic color. Behind him, thirteen long tails swayed in mid-air, full of ruthless breath.

But a dream, it turned out to be half of its original form! Bai Chu turned cold, took up Shenze to restore his original appearance, and looked at Van Gogh fiercely: "What did you see!"

Van Gogh raised his eyebrows: "Bai Chu, the way you wag your tail is really likable." ”