After a while, the Qingxuan Nine Flame Lamp changed at will, because the original spirit was injured, so the inspiration flow was not smooth.

It is indeed the Qingxuan Nine Flame Lamp.

Qing Yunzi calmed down a little, looked at the baby in his god, and saw that the whole body was cracked, and the injury was not shallow.

That big yellow beam dream is strange and weird, if you get hurt in it, it will definitely feed back to yourself, Qing Yunzi knew it long ago, so he was extremely careful, and when the road in the dream was unpredictable and his life was in danger, he would get out of the dream.

But I didn't expect that there would be two consecutive big dreams.

How could there be such a weird thing in this world?

The people outside that day... what kind of means?

The more Qing Yunzi thought about it, the more he felt chills all over his body. When he fell into the double yellow beam dream, he thought he was in the real world, and was enraged by Lin Haoheng's behavior of beheading and killing the elders one after another. I never thought about it, now that I think about it...

There are many flaws.

Firstly, the place where he wakes up is not the lofty rooftop, and secondly, the place where the elder lay dead is not the place where he retreats, and thirdly, when he strikes the air with the Guiyuanshen lightning, the form in which his inspiration was annihilated is really weird...

But it would be too late to talk about all of this. I didn't realize it at that time, and Lin Haoheng even killed him with seven extraterrestrial methods. ...

What if what you know and feel at this moment is still a dream?

The yellow beam dream confuses people's five senses. If he can even imitate the feeling of serious injury, the feedback of inspiration, and the wishful feeling of magic weapon... then how can he know whether he is still in the dream?

Thinking about this, Qing Yunzi couldn't help but feel confused, and the crack on the baby's belly suddenly became a little deeper, and golden blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

It's not good... I have a demon in my heart... Qing Yunzi kept his mind and told himself not to think about it, even with Lu Zu's ability, it is impossible to dream of such a situation.

If there is a celestial being who is capable of bewildering a primordial spirit cultivator like him with a big yellow dream to obsess all five sense organs and not be able to wake up for hundreds of thousands of years, then he is just willing to wait for death and wait for death in a dream. It's just for the rest of my life.

Thinking of this, my mood calmed down.

Qing Yunzi didn't know that he had thought about a puzzle called 'brain in a vat', and this puzzle was destined to be unsolvable.

Just when Qingyunzi was concentrating his mind and turning around the world to make up for the injury of the god baby, a voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Master, Master, are you okay!"

Qingyunzi opened his eyes and saw his disciple Huang Shitian was hurriedly climbing up the altar, not far away, his face was full of worry.

"Shi Tian? Why are you back?! Didn't you tell you to stay away thousands of miles away?" Seeing the person he cared about, Qing Yunzi's heart trembled again, because of the injury of the divine infant, the seven emotions entered the body, which was completely different from the usual so easy.

"I'm worried about you, Master. Along the way, I saw all the disciples of Wanfa fainted on the ground, and they couldn't wake up even if they screamed. What happened?" Outside the body mask.

"You idiot...Huh?" Qing Yunzi wanted to say something more, but suddenly felt something was wrong. The land of ten thousand magics was shrouded in double yellow beam dreams. How could Huang Shitian walk in front of him physically? !Could it be another dream?

Thinking of this, Qing Yunzi patted his forehead, intending to use his spiritual sense to connect with the heaven and earth, if it was a dream, he should wake up.

But the sky is long, and the apprentice in front of him is real, but he is still in place.

It wasn't a dream...but if the action just now was arranged in a dream...Qing Yunzi's face showed a pale golden color again, and golden blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, are you okay!" Huang Shitian exclaimed, and took a step forward, but was turned into stars by the Qingxuan Nine Flame Lamp, his hands were burnt black, and he cried out in pain.

"I'm fine." Qing Yunzi made up his mind, knowing that he must either kill Huang Shitian in front of him, or confirm that Huang Shitian is a real person, otherwise the wave after wave of demons will destroy him forever.

"You are the reincarnation of... He also possesses the power of fantasy and dreams. It would not be surprising if he was born to see through the dreams of yellow beams. Let me ask you, how many days did you have, and why did you become so lucky?" Fa Xianzong?" Qing Yunzi stared at Huang Shitian and asked.

"The disciple was originally the prince of the Golden Crow King. He had a romantic nature and was not liked by the king. On that day, a man from the Tang Dynasty came to the country. The king made a bet with him. Everyone in Zhou was in this calamity, but this disciple didn't realize it at all, it's very strange."

"On the second day, the master went to the residence of the disciple to enlighten him, saying that the disciple was the reincarnated body of the Nine Tribulations True Immortal, and then he took the disciple up the mountain. That day was about six years ago, but... March 23 of the Gengzi Year."

Listening to Huang Shitian's account of his experience of going up the mountain, and matching it with Qingyunzi's impression one by one, they are all correct, but Qingyunzi's heart is relieved, but in the next second, the demon comes again... If this Huangliang's dream , dreamed the correct answer in his mind...

His complexion is golden.

The rift between the Divine Infant is getting deeper and deeper.

Qingyunzi sighed, and waved the Qingxuan Nine Flame Lamp apart, opening a passage, "Shitian, come in."

The land covered by the Qingxuan Nine Flame Lantern was three feet long, forming a semi-circular flame shield of the star lamp. After a crack, Huang Shitian entered as he said, and when he got close, he knelt down on the ground with a 'plop'. Looking at Qing Yunzi's face, he burst into tears.

"Master, why do you look like this?!"

"It's nothing, just come closer." Qingyunzi said, waiting until Huang Shitian moved his knees, and walked a few steps closer to him, Qingyunzi covered his forehead with his hand, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated his body, traveling all over his body, limbs and hundreds of limbs Vessels, thousands of meridians and blood.

Huang Shitian's exercises were passed down by Qingyunzi himself, and every trace of inspiration in his body, as Qingyunzi perceives, should be transformed by the presence of the divine consciousness.

This is the characteristic of the Wanfa Immortal Sect's skills. Since they are all produced by the Ten Thousand Laws Heavenly Scroll, one creates two, two produces three, and three produces ten thousand techniques. The techniques are connected. reasonable.

Finally let Qingyunzi let go of his inner demons and confirm that this is reality.

Gathering his mind, Qing Yunzi let out a long sigh and said, "It's really a devil's calamity..."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Huang Shitian's eyes suddenly turned into the color of blood, there was not a trace of black and white in his pupils, then Huang Shitian opened his mouth wide, and blood poured out from his mouth, eyes, nose, and the seven orifices of his face, straight through Into the mouth and nose of Qingyunzi who is close at hand.

"You...!" Qingyunzi was terrified, he used his profound kung fu so violently, he drove away this inexplicable intruder with his primordial spirit, and connected with Qingxuan Nine Flame Lamp with his spiritual consciousness, wanting to protect his body from disaster.

But these two actions are only done halfway, the blood has already rushed into his abdomen, like an octopus with eight claws, locking his baby.

As soon as the divine baby is locked, it loses its connection with the heaven and earth's inspiration. With the absence of Xuangong, the Qingxuan Nine Flame Lamp also loses its induction. It only moves a little, and it circles around as usual.

boom.

Huang Shitian fell to the ground, not knowing what happened to him.

Most of the blood spurted from Huang Shitian's body rushed into Qing Yunzi's body and locked the baby, while the other half condensed into a body made of blood in the air.

Looking at his appearance, he should be a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, and although his face is fused with blood, Qing Yunzi is somewhat familiar.

Although the divine baby was locked up, Qing Yunzi's five senses were still there. He stared at the man with a strange appearance in front of him in horror. What kind of strange supernatural power is this? !

"Master, long time no see." The blood-colored figure uttered a voice, with a strange tremor in the voice, which made people feel palpitations.

"...Xu Junhu!" Qing Yunzi lost his voice, "Why are you here? What kind of supernatural power is this!"

"This is the blood nerve. I would also like to thank you for destroying my body a year ago and allowing me to rebuild my body with blood nerves. Only then did I reach the highest level of the blood nerves 'blood to send ten thousand lives'. Well, stop talking nonsense, Shangxian Having said that, you have too many means, let’s get down to business first.”

As he said, the blood man took out a strange object from his body that Qing Yunzi had never seen before. The object was about the size of a palm, square and square, with a tube, a handle, and a button.

Seeing Xu Junhu's bloody human figure aiming the tube of this thing at his forehead, Qing Yunzi couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, what does that man want...

boom!

A 'fate box' bullet was fired from the bone gun and went straight into Qing Yunzi's forehead.

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