Dream Picking Records

Seeing Lin Han coming towards him to kill him, Wang Xiao was delighted, thinking that it was finally his turn.

Just as he was about to take action, Zu Mengran suddenly stood in the way.

"Fairy, you've been allowed to experience the trials first, so it's time for me to get this thing, or you'll accidentally kill me again."

"I'm sorry, sir, I have to kill this person myself."

He didn't really mean to argue, but it was good to use words to provoke and disturb the other person's mood. He was now convinced that there was indeed a grudge between the two.

"You lowly untouchables, what do you think of me as a goddess? How dare you kill me? Come here and die together!"

She was almost going mad, and divine power was surging around her body, causing heaven and earth to be in turmoil.

Wang Xiao did not say anything more. It was better for her to solve the problem between them. So he left those two words again, causing the other party to be furious. Then he left gracefully and went to find Yan Rong, who had no place to vent his anger.

Lin Han gradually remembered something after a concentrated duel with Zu Mengran.

"I was wondering why you looked so familiar, it turns out to be you! The little girl who was once killed by me and fled madly. Haha, you dare to be so violent even though you are a defeated general!" Lin Han grinned.

"I let you get away with it, I wonder if anyone can save you today!"

Zu Mengran remained silent, the five-colored divine light became more condensed, and he focused on attacking.

He had not been able to experience the Demon King's trial that day, so he did not know how powerful he was. However, today, through the attacks between the two sides, he could see a glimpse of it. Both of them were the best of the younger generation, and they displayed various rare and powerful spells, which distracted him.

"Where are you looking?"

After the blue light on Yan Lava's head disappeared, he turned back into the stone man who was more easily angry and irritable. Seeing that the other party was fighting with him and still cared about other people's battles, it was a naked contempt for him!

"How dare you underestimate me like that!"

He went into a violent state right after he came up, and steam was emanating from the stone. I don't know if it was because of the remaining power of the spiritual light, but this time there was a little more rationality in his eyes, and he was able to control his emotions a little. However, the violent state of his race can only be completely out of control if he is not in control of himself first. Therefore, this is not necessarily a good thing, and it will also affect his combat power.

"The majesty of the Xuanwu clan cannot be offended!"

He patted his chest, as if a small mountain was crashing towards him.

"Don't bring bad luck to Xuanwu. You are just a stone that has become a spirit." Wang Xiao said lightly.

The on-the-spot breakthrough of Yan Lava was indeed much more powerful, but he still only raised his palm.

Yan Rong's heart shuddered. Although he was full of confidence at the moment, he was still subconsciously frightened when he saw that hand. After all, the possibility of a broken arm was right in front of him.

"I am no longer the same person I was just now!"

Finally, undecided, he roared to encourage himself, and charged like a bull into the slightly petite human.

"boom!"

Another light hand raise, another loud noise, another deep pit. Yan Huo looked at his empty right arm and muttered to himself, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"How could this be... I had made further progress, but he still easily cut off my right arm..."

This time he didn't go crazy, but was really scared and quickly stopped the wound.

His faith in the Tao began to waver. He originally thought that he could take on the opponent's Four Symbols of Heavenly Dao head-on, but he didn't expect that he would still be stuck at this level.

Looking at the other party again, watching the two women fighting, his mind was still not here.

He was so angry that he vomited several mouthfuls of gray-white blood.

"The dignity of the Xuanwu clan cannot be lost in my hands..."

But he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, his thoughts became more and more confused, and he fell into a completely violent state by accident. His fighting ability was obviously much stronger.

He used his remaining left arm to strike the sky, and the dull sound echoed between heaven and earth, as if someone was beating a drum in the dark. A huge rock came through the void, wrapped in flames, like a blazing meteor descending to the world, destroying everything.

This is the innate magical power of the Xuanwu Jingyan Clan, the Meteoric Destruction. According to legend, the strongest of the clan can summon a group of meteorites as big as a hill to annihilate the enemy, hence the name of the Destroyer. With his current cultivation, he can only summon a meteorite of ten feet in length, but its power cannot be underestimated, and it can destroy a small city without any problem.

Wang Xiao narrowed his eyes, feeling that this was barely worthy of the title of royal family.

He took out the Big Black, infused it with all his spiritual energy, aimed it at the downward-pressing meteorite, and threw it with all his might.

The spear was only seven feet long. Compared with the other two, it was like a thin thread trying to break a weight, which was simply like an egg hitting a stone.

However, it just rushed forward and stopped the opponent's downward pressure. With the black colorful spear tip as the center, layers of spiritual energy were released outwards, and the surface of the meteorite continued to explode and fall off.

Lava roared, his whole body was hot and red, full of hot steam, like a person in a sauna. He spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his whole body shrank.

Under his control, the meteorite regained power and burst out with great power again, smashing the man and the gun directly into the ground.

"hehe!"

Yan Rong's mouth curled up, and his smile was ugly. The violent state consumed blood and vitality, and he had consumed too much in the previous attack, so that his whole body was shriveled. From a human perspective, he was now just a bag of bones.

"boom!"

He was happy for a short while before a figure jumped out of the meteorite and made a big hole in it.

His clothes were torn, but his body was fine. He held a spear in one hand and locked him tightly.

Yan Rong gasped for air, desperate. He tried his best, and even used his life-consuming blow to do nothing to the opponent. This time, he had no means to protect him from the elders in the tribe. There was only one result waiting for him.

The colorful black spots rapidly magnified in his eyes. His body was stiff and he couldn't move at all. He could only clearly hear his own rapid heartbeat.

"puff!"

The spear easily pierced his body, carrying him flying several miles away and nailing him to a stone mountain in the distance.

"Cough cough!"

He was coughing dryly with a deathly pale face, and the blood was almost gone.

Wang Xiao's figure appeared silently and stood in mid-air in front of him.

"Answer me a few questions, and I can let you go in a decent way."

Lava raised his head with difficulty, took a look at the man in front of him, and then lowered his head. He knew that it would be better to speak out directly than to be tortured by soul searching.

"go ahead."

"Who will the Demon King's Heart belong to in the end?"

Yan Rong was surprised. He didn't expect that he also knew about this thing. He didn't have the strength to raise his head to ask questions. There was no point in asking even if he did.

"There is no final winner in the battle for the Demon King's Heart, because we are all winners."

"What does it mean?" Wang Xiao was curious. It couldn't be like that rain, right?