Dream Picking Records

"This is Demon King Ridge. We cannot tolerate the two humans acting so recklessly. Let them go!"

Two of the monster's companions stood up and said that they believed they were inferior in cultivation and could only exert pressure from a higher level.

"Young Master, you really can't be calm no matter where you go, haha!" Zu Mengran knocked out the two suppressed monsters and sent them away with a flick of her finger. It's not that she was afraid of the other party, but they were at a disadvantage in terms of both emotion and reason.

"It's just self-defense. That lava wants to kill me. I can't just stand there and let it kill me." Wang Xiao spread his hands and said helplessly.

"You lowly human, it's your honor to die at the hands of us royal family! Not only did you dare to resist, but you also killed him. Tell me, what despicable means did you use!?" Yan Rong accused arrogantly from a distance, looking down on others with arrogance.

"Look, fairy, you always meet such stupid things, and they are double-standard. You can't blame me, right?"

"Who are you calling stupid?"

Yan Molten was extremely angry and his defense was broken by this word. His whole body turned red, and bursts of hot air continued to evaporate from his body. His emotions became extremely unstable.

"It's over. The Xuanwu Jingyan clan can't stand people gossiping about them. Once their emotions get out of control, they will fall into an endless frenzy until their spiritual energy is exhausted!"

The monsters watching the show around all retreated to a distance at the same time.

At this time, Yan Rong still retained a trace of rationality, his combat power had been improved, and he became more confident. He was so proud that he never thought he would be defeated by a human. As the strongest of this royal family, he would not allow himself to lose. Everything that happened just now was just his carelessness.

As he gradually improved his condition, his aura became stronger and stronger, as if all the injuries he suffered from fighting for the Demon King's relics had healed.

Their clan does not like to use soldiers, because they themselves are their best weapons. He swung his fist again and attacked Wang Xiao, like a large human tank that could crush everything. The scalding steam emitted became a very powerful means of attack.

I vow to kill with one blow and defend the dignity of the royal family.

Faced with the terrifying sound of lava, Wang Xiao was fearless and calmly asked Zu Mengran to watch the battle from a distance.

He held a restrained aura, and moved one hand forward. When the molten lava came close to him, he simply lifted it up lightly.

The two figures passed each other, the world was silent, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

"boom!"

The entire arm of the molten lava broke at the shoulder, creating a huge deep pit with a cut as smooth as a mirror.

"He...what did he do?"

This scene made the demon cultivators dumbfounded. The flesh of the most powerful Yan Molten was cut off by a palm in a violent state. It seemed like a fairy tale and was really unbelievable to the demons.

Wang Xiao is also an expert at transforming his physical body into a weapon, and he does even better with a stronger physical body.

Lava, who had lost one arm, was like a deflated ball. The spiritual energy in his body rushed out wildly, and it was useless for him to suppress it with his last bit of sanity.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xiao appeared above his head in a flash, and his right hand changed from a palm to a fist, still normal without any fluctuations.

Yan Rong glanced at it, panicked, and even his heart was in turmoil. As an eyewitness, he knew deeply what kind of power was contained in that punch. It had transcended the scope of the flesh and could be compared to a divine weapon.

He vaguely felt the coldness of death.

"boom!"

The sound of glass breaking echoed everywhere, and Wang Xiao’s punch failed to achieve its effect.

Just when he was about to kill Yan Rong with a fatal blow, a blue light appeared on the opponent's head, releasing a shield to help him block the fatal blow, and then swept him back to the group of monsters.

The spiritual light released an icy aura that spread throughout his body, quickly helping Yan Rong regain his composure. His injuries were stabilized, and the disordered spiritual energy was also gathered back into his body.

"Thank you, ancestor, for saving your life!"

Yan Rong thanked silently in his heart. That was a method set up by the tribe's ancestors, specifically used to deal with tribe members falling into a violent state.

"Kill them! How can we let two humans do whatever they want on my demon territory? We must not let them go!"

A demon cultivator with a higher level of cultivation roared and took the lead in attacking them. It was obvious that they had discussed it long ago. If the lava fell into a disadvantage, they would rescue them and make the other party owe them a favor.

With someone taking the lead, for a moment, many monsters formed a line to protect the molten lava in the rear. They didn't necessarily have to take action, but even if they mixed in to show off their strength, they would be familiar with the monsters.

Wang Xiao looked at this scene and his heart gradually became more and more enthusiastic, without any fear.

Zu Mengran frowned and reminded: "It is better not to cause heavy casualties in the demon territory, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"Hey, I have to criticize you here. Shouldn't you be mentally prepared before entering Demon King Ridge?" he teased with a smile.

He understood what Zu Mengran said. They were already violating the agreement by running to someone else's territory. Moreover, there were many monsters in this place. If they killed a few more monsters, it would be even more difficult to say. It would be better to be patient for now. After they got out, they would be like fish in the sea.

After communicating with Zu Mengran, he decided to leave first to get rid of the current situation. However, there were many monsters around, and they would obviously not let them go easily. Some of the brave ones even approached them by relying on their numbers.

"Thank you all, I, Yan Rong, will never forget your kindness! If anyone can hurt or capture him, I promise on behalf of the Xuanwu Jingyan clan that there will be a great gift!"

The blue aura on Yan Lava's head was still there, making the whole rock look a lot smarter.

The favors of the demon royal family are more precious than many treasures in the secret realm.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, many monsters took the initiative to attack without fear of death.

The two of them each chose a direction to break out in order to avoid being surrounded by the demons.

Once the two separated, Zu Mengran seemed much safer, because most of the monsters came after him, a large group with great momentum.

"I rely on!"

Wang Xiao cursed inwardly, and then he saw weapons flashing all over the sky, as if a rain of weapons was about to drown him.

Dahei appeared, and in his hands he danced with sticks. After a series of ping-pong sounds, there was a cry of pain. The weapons of the demon monks were killed when they met Dahei, and injured when they hit him. The ground was a mess, with all their dropped weapons, some scrapped and some broken.

Some of them began to feel jealous, not because they were mourning for their own weapons, but because they were jealous of the black gun in his hand.

What level of treasure was that? It clearly exuded the aura of the Hedao realm, but it showed a crushing momentum, just like its owner's previous battle against the molten lava, displaying an absolute kingly temperament and destroying their treasured weapons in one go.