Dream Picking Records

The powerful energy waves released by Murong Shang's position were razed to the ground, and he took out a decent long sword again and chopped at him with great momentum.

Wang Xiao's hands had almost recovered under the effect of the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, but the spear still bore Murong Shang's mark, so he could only use it as a harder weapon. Even so, his situation was much better now, even though the opponent's realm had risen to a higher level.

"war!"

Wang Xiao's blood was boiling, his fighting spirit was surging, he stood in the air holding the golden spear, his clothes fluttering, like a brave celestial general. He took the initiative to attack, constantly colliding with Murong Shang, and soon the golden spear in his hand was as flexible as his arm, and it became more and more handy.

This made Murong Shang more and more jealous. This was a treasure that he had worked so hard to get, but now it was in the hands of someone else and was used against him.

"Ahhhhh, I want you to die!"

After a fierce fight, Murong Shang found that he still could not defeat Wang Xiao who had the golden spear in his hand. After colliding with him again, he retreated.

A vast amount of spiritual energy overflowed from his body and turned into a faint purple fire that filled the sky. A ferocious beast walked out of it, with a scaly wolf head with a pair of fangs sticking out of its mouth, and two horns on its head that seemed able to pierce through the sky and earth. Its sturdy body was covered with spiky hair, and a pair of skeleton-like wings were inserted on its back. This was a giant among the existing monster clans - the Purgatory Wolf.

Murong Shang was obviously a human. After performing this technique, he was filled with a cold and dead aura. The two teeth on both sides of his upper mouth grew out of his mouth like daggers. His ten fingers became sharp, and his body was covered with hair. He kept growling like a beast. His mind was also eroded and confused, with only killing as his emotion. At the same time, the Purgatory Wolf itself was also emitting special fluctuations, affecting Wang Xiao's mind.

"I can't believe it, it's actually a mixed wolf."

Although he said this, Wang Xiao could feel the power of this technique, so he held his breath and prepared himself for battle.

The little golden man in Shangyuan Palace was reciting the scriptures on the Concentration Stone Tablet to ensure that his soul was not disturbed. His right hand was pinching the most rigid and yang seal, while his left hand was restrained and yin. This was a move he had performed based on his own understanding of the scriptures on the Controlling Qi Stone Tablet, and it was also tested in his confrontation with Old Chen, who was at the fifth level of Returning Origin.

Of course, although both of them are at the fifth level of Guiyuan, Old Chen is no match for Murong Shang.

On one side, evil wolves are coming out of the mountains and evil spirits are filling the fields; on the other side, yin and yang are happening together, and movement and stillness are in harmony.

"Ouch!"

The phantom wolf howled as the two collided with each other. A strong evil force rushed over like a tidal wave. Wang Xiao calmed his mind and focused his hands, dancing rhythmically. His form and spirit were both perfect and he was immune to all attacks.

I saw that the huge evil force rushing towards him was completely eliminated by him bit by bit.

The huge body of the Purgatory Wolf disappeared along with the purple air. Murong Shang was attacked and bleeding all over. He fell to the ground with his head in his hands, howling in pain and rolling over. Purple mist was oozing out of his body from time to time, and his expression was ferocious. Sometimes it was a normal human face, and sometimes it turned into a wolf head, as if he was fighting fiercely with something.

Wang Xiao landed on the ground, showed no sympathy, and just shook his head.

"The soul has been corroded."

The golden spear stabbed straight, ending Murong Shang's life. Wang Xiao burned his body with fire, and erased the mark left by Murong Shang in the golden spear. He also found a surprise in the storage ring - a map of the chaotic sky world, which detailed the distribution of various forces and a dangerous Jedi.

He compared it with the rubbings he had obtained before, and found that the marked divine fruit was in that Jedi. After imprinting the map in his mind, he took out the golden spear and practiced for a long time. Compared with the sword, he felt that the spear was more suitable for him, with wide openings and closings. The spear that left the mark gave him an unusually active and intimate feeling, which made him very satisfied.

"I really don't know where he got it from. What if I happen to run into my enemy when I use it someday?"

Wang Xiao let his thoughts fly for a while and then stopped thinking about it. He left the place while regulating his breathing.

That night, he found the only exit of the Chaos Realm according to the map. Standing at a distance and looking into the distance, he found a magic mirror floating in the guard post, and there was also a trace of his aura remaining.

He thought to himself that this was not good. He didn't expect that the two people who came later would have such abilities.

"Could it be that I have to occupy the mountain and become the king in this chaotic sky world, and then leave when I am strong enough?"

The grand gathering of the Five Kingdoms and the Demon Realm would be held in a few months. He also had to enter the secret realm to find the Awakening Lotus to save Ye Xiao. There was also Feng Tingjun who was alone in the outside world. Time could not wait for him. The more urgent the situation was, the more he calmed himself down.

He met several groups of people on the road who were searching for something, most likely they were ordered to find the token.

The token belongs to the city lord, which is a hot potato. Even if I give it away on my own initiative, I will probably be silenced by the other party.

After some thought, Wang Xiao took advantage of the night to avoid the searching guards and followed the marks on the map to rest in an uninhabited deserted mountain.

A bright moon hung high in the night sky. Birds and beasts slept peacefully in their nests and caves. Only insects were singing in the grass.

Wang Xiao walked carefully in the woods to avoid making unnecessary noise.

On a cliff, there was an abandoned cave covered by weeds. After exploring and finding that no living creatures lived there, Wang Xiao chose to use it as a temporary stop.

He held a copper lamp in his hand to light up the cave. The cave was not deep, about ten meters. There was a stone bed at the innermost part, a stone table not far away, and a stone bench next to it, all covered with dust.

Wang Xiao waved his sleeves, and everything in the cave became clean and tidy again. He placed the copper lamp on the stone table, sat upright on the stone bed, closed his eyes, pretended to sleep, and combed his body.

Recalling the armor that had independently resisted the poisonous smoke during the day, Wang Xiao became interested in it again. He had not used it since he mastered some of the Xuanwu skills, but today it showed him its unique side again.

With a thought, the armor appeared.

Wang Xiao tried it and found that as his realm improved, his defense strength also increased, which was enough for normal combat. The advantage was that it could isolate and absorb things like poisonous smoke, which was pretty good for him at the moment.

The armor turned into spiritual energy and returned, and Wang Xiao began to hone himself and solve the problems in his realm.

"I have condensed my Primordial Spirit at the sixth level of Concentration. If I calculate it based on the level of Return to Origin at the first level, I am now equivalent to the seventh level of Return to Origin. But it obviously cannot be calculated that way. If I encounter a particularly strong opponent, the reduction will be even greater."

The scriptures awarded by the three realms of the stone tablets in the Purple Sea Bamboo Forest were also of obvious benefit to him. He made great strides in the three aspects of transforming his flesh into a weapon, transforming his qi into thousands, and cultivating his mind and nourishing his spirit. In particular, the means of controlling the qi to change and display became more suitable after his own thinking, and he was able to use it with ease.