Dream Picking Records

Yan Leiming had just stopped moving and wanted to calm down when a green light appeared in front of him. After reading the message, he frowned, his breathing became disordered, and he smashed the desk to pieces with one palm.

The old man in black robe was confused and spoke slowly.

"City Lord, what's wrong?"

"The Xuanming Blood Skull Clan that is cooperating with us has sent someone to check on the status of the magic circle. They will arrive tomorrow."

The old man was silent for a while and then spoke again: "If they find out that the token is lost, I'm afraid they will no longer cooperate with us. Why not..."

"Silence?" Yan Leiming raised his eyebrows, surprised by his idea. Although he was also a man who killed without blinking an eye, it depended on who his opponent was. He could become the lord of Luankong City not only because of his own strength, but also because of the help of Xuanming Blood Skull, which was a well-known behemoth in the demon world.

Three years ago, he was just a serious criminal on the run in the outside world. The people of the Blood Skull Clan found him and promised to help him become the lord of Luankong City. They also showed him the magical uses of the strange fish under the Blood Lake. The condition was that he was responsible for collecting the blood of the corpses of various creatures and transporting it to the magic circle in the valley outside the city.

The old man approached Yan Leiming silently and whispered to him.

"We can bring the people who came to check this time to the magic circle and then take action. Then we can report to the Blood Skull Clan that another force intervened to retaliate, causing their annihilation. We can delay for a while and then find the token. As for which force took action, it depends on your opinion, City Lord."

Yan Leiming closed his eyes and remained silent. After a long time, he nodded and accepted his suggestion.

"Why is it such a coincidence? Regardless of whether the person who took the token did it unintentionally or not, check if the forces outside the city have any abnormal behavior. No matter what, we must shift the blame to them."

"Yes……"

The black-robed old man's skeleton cane flashed with a cold blue light. A creepy laugh came from his robe. He slowly retreated and turned into black smoke and disappeared in the room.

On the other side, Wang Xiao found an uninhabited hilltop, took out the token, fiddled with it for a while, and couldn't help shaking his head: "It's a pity I didn't have time to ask how to use it." Recalling the scene inside the magic circle, he felt a chill. Although he didn't know who the real master behind the scenes was, he must be no simple person to be able to make such a big scene.

The most urgent task now is to find a way to leave the chaotic space world.

"Who?"

There was an almost undetectable fluctuation coming from behind the bushes ten meters away. Wang Xiao immediately became alert. He held the Frost in his hand facing the direction of the sound. His spiritual sense was always outwards for alert. He didn't expect to notice someone until they got close.

The bushes were parted, and a young man in his early twenties walked out. He smiled heartily and said, "Little brother, there is no need to be so sensitive. I have no ill intentions. I am just passing by here."

He held a folding fan in his hand, looked gentle and refined, and exuded a friendly aura. His realm was perfect at the fourth level of Guiyuan, but his aura was unstable and he could step over it at any time.

Wang Xiao did not trust him because of his appearance and words. He still held the Frost in his hand tightly and was on high alert.

"I see you are alone here, have you encountered any difficulties? In this chaotic world, one more friend means one more way. I happen to be alone too, so why not go with me? What do you think?"

The man still smiled and asked for his opinion softly.

Don't hit a smiling person. Since the other party showed no ill will, Wang Xiao politely declined.

"That's right. We can't trust others easily in this chaotic world. In this case, I have no choice but to take my leave. Take care."

The man clasped his fists to Wang Xiao, turned around, unfolded his folding fan and gently fanned it, revealing a sinister smile.

Wang Xiao looked at the other person's back and thought deeply, could it be that they just happened to pass by?

Suddenly, a colorless and odorless gas penetrated his clothes and was about to penetrate into his chest. He was about to stop it, but the armor that came with his martial arts that had not been used for a long time automatically emerged from the surface of his skin and absorbed the gas that was invisible to the naked eye.

In less than half a minute, the man who had just left came back, only to find Wang Xiao standing there, looking at him with a smile.

"How is this possible? No one has ever been able to resist my Three-No Soul-Severing Smoke!"

The man's original joy of waiting to harvest his prey was replaced by a brief shock. Wang Xiao brushed off his clothes on his chest and nodded in affirmation of the poison.

"Invisible, colorless and tasteless does fit his name, but I'm sorry to disappoint you. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would really be in trouble."

He held the Frost Sword, which had not been put away yet, in his hand. He swung the sword, and it seemed as if thousands of phantoms were pressing down on the man.

"It doesn't matter if you're not poisoned. I, Murong Shang, can still kill you with my ability."

Being looked down upon by the other party, the man was quite unhappy. Since when did a Guiyuan level 3 dare to attack a level 4 person? A spear appeared in his hand. The tip of the spear shone with golden light, and it was sharp and unstoppable. The spear tassel was bright red, fluttering without wind. The spear body was round and golden, and carved with several golden dragons. It was obviously an extraordinary item at first glance.

Murong Shang held the gun in one hand and swept forward, and countless sword shadows disappeared.

"Prepare to die." Murong Shang snorted coldly, and leaped high into the sky with his spear. The golden tip of the spear was shining brightly, almost covering the sun's rays. The spear weighed more than ten thousand pounds, and the air was about to explode with his strike.

"boom!"

Wang Xiao raised Frost to resist. The ground where he was standing formed a deep pit under the huge force, and Frost was also smashed into a gap, making a whine. Wang Xiao picked up Murong Shang's spear and retreated to the back, but Frost could not hold on and broke, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

"Your weapons are broken. I wonder what you can do to carry them."

Wang Xiao couldn't help but feel sad as he stroked the broken sword. This sword had been with him for more than half a year and he had developed feelings for it. He controlled his spiritual energy to retrieve the half that was broken in the pit and put it into the storage ring. He stretched his body and looked at Murong Shang's weapon.

"This spear is wasted in your hands."

"Oh? How about giving it to you?"

Murong Shang laughed in anger and rushed towards Wang Xiao again with the spear.

"But it depends on whether you can catch it."

Wang Xiao's whole body was emitting a faint light. This was the self-cultivation chapter of the stone tablet scripture in operation. This chapter focused on explaining how those who had broken through the realm of physical body could better exert their advantages and use their physical body as an indestructible weapon.

Wang Xiao studied it for a long time and made some progress, but faced with the golden spear of unknown grade, he still did not choose to fight head-on. He kept dodging and moving around to avoid the opponent's attack, looking for the right opportunity.

Seeing that Wang Xiao was just dodging and not attacking, Murong Shang started to challenge him.

"You've taken a fancy to this gun, so why don't you dare take it?"

Wang Xiao remained unmoved and continued to dodge and look for the right opportunity.

Murong Shang then sneered, "I might as well tell you that this spear is an unsealed destiny-level weapon. It was to obtain it that I had no choice but to flee into this chaotic space world."

He kept swinging his spear and chasing Wang Xiao, but every time he hit the target, all the trees and rocks were smashed into dust. He almost flattened a lonely mountain but still failed to hurt the opponent. He kept mocking him, but he felt depressed and could not help but reduce his strength and speed up his spear swing.

Finally, Wang Xiao saw the right opportunity, and with both hands he simultaneously formed the most yin and soft seals, grabbing the golden spear that shone like the scorching sun.

Murong Shang opened his mouth and grinned, increasing the force of his attack as much as possible, but the next second he found that the opponent's palm was just dripping with blood, and the weapon was not broken like before.

His pupils dilated and he looked at Wang Xiao as if he was a monster. Suddenly, he felt a huge force coming from the other end of his hand, as if he was trying to snatch control of the spear from him.

Murong Shang was shocked, and all the spiritual energy in his body was transmitted to the opposite side through the weapon. The tip of the spear shone brightly with golden light, and the sharp spear light kept attacking left and right, trying to crush Wang Xiao's palm and break free from the restraint.

Wang Xiao spoke with contempt, his eyes firm, and he used the scripture to the extreme, like a crab claw, firmly grasping the spear head. Murong Shang sensed that the opponent's strength was increasing, and he became more and more frightened.

"what!"

Wang Xiao shouted loudly, and the whole person was like a young dragon, brave and fearless, exerting his strength to the limit, and pulled Murong Shang over with his spear. Then he hit the other's head, Murong Shang felt pain, and the whole person was dizzy, and the hands that were tightly holding the spear loosened.

Just as Wang Xiao was about to throw another punch, Murong Shang dodged far away by instinct. He released his spiritual energy with his palm and rubbed his forehead to quickly regain consciousness. Looking at Wang Xiao who was fine in the distance, he made a ruthless decision.

His entire aura began to rise rapidly, directly reaching the middle stage of the fifth level of Guiyuan.

Murong Shang gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent, staring at Wang Xiao viciously, his palms bleeding from his nails because of the excessive force.

"You really deserve to die. I haven't even finished polishing the fourth level, but I had to break through early because of you. I'm going to peel off your skin, pull out your tendons, and expose them to the storm outside the chaotic sky realm to erode, to relieve my hatred!"