Dream Picking Records

The dragon snake with a missing tail rushed forward first, grabbing Zhao Xiancheng's face with one of its two remaining claws and grabbing his heart with the other. At the same time, the black eagle-shaped bird of prey fluttered its single wing, and hundreds of vaporized feathers turned into sharp daggers.

Zhao Xiancheng did not dare to deviate from his original position due to the influence of the magic circle on the space. The attack of the newly born ghost was too strong. The copper wheel was clanged by thousands of feather nails, leaving marks. Zhao Xiancheng felt pain in his heart but did not care about the treasure.

The bird-like bird made a terrifying noise and attacked fiercely. The Soul-Suppressing Nail, which had been invincible before, went straight through the body of the dragon snake without causing any substantial damage. Seeing that its claws were so close that he couldn't dodge them, Zhao Xiancheng made up his mind and moved his body.

He was pleasantly surprised to find himself outside the peach forest. He felt as if he had escaped from the maze. Although he did not escape from the maze, it was relatively good news.

Meanwhile, others in the peach forest were not so lucky.

The crowd, which originally numbered only a few, was scattered in different directions because they were a step behind. Many people were confused and found themselves on the ash path when they came to their senses. The lifeless ghosts had bright eyes and opened their bloody mouths to bite the living people into pieces and swallow them alive before anyone could react.

The center of the peach forest was filled with miserable screams. As time went on, more and more people came to the Shura Field and "actively" threw themselves into the ghost's mouth.

"Hiss!" Wang Xiao took a breath of cold air. This was the first time he had seen such a scene. In the previous magic circle, there were ashes piled up for a long time, and in front of him was a brutal massacre taking place.

The people in the field were all forced into the peach forest by Yang Gang and Zhao Xiancheng, and now they have become blood food for a group of ghosts. The scene is horrible, with broken bones and flesh all over the ground.

Who could have imagined that the interior of the seemingly peaceful and brilliant maze would be like this.

Wang Xiao and Ji De were covered with sacred light, and no evil creature dared to approach them. The survivors looked over here as if they had found a life-saving straw, and rushed towards them regardless of everything.

However, things went against their wishes. Everything here was full of uncertainty, and the more they yearned, the more desperate they became.

"It's Yang Gang. It's this old guy who chased me. He deserves it!"

Ji De was relieved. Yang Gang was fighting desperately in the field. At first, he could fight back against a ghost. As more ghosts devoured his subordinates and turned their eyes to him, he was unable to resist and was injured in a few strokes. He was like a rootless duckweed drifting with the waves under the impact of the ghosts.

The armored man on the other side was not spared either. He was groping for the way forward day and night, when suddenly his eyes lit up and he entered a ghost concentration camp.

"Ow!"

He was in a daze when his head was bitten to pieces by a bloody wolf.

"God has not abandoned me. He has given me a chance to escape. My ambition to be king is just ahead!" Zhao Xiancheng rejoiced secretly.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The scene changed and he was back on the urn path. At this time, only Yang Gang was still struggling. He didn't know if it was a group of ghosts who liked to play with him, but he was tossed around in the air like a ball.

First the dragon snake whipped him with its tail, then the roc hit him with its wings, and then the crippled lion used its exposed hind legs to kick him towards the tiger.

Zhao Xiancheng had killed countless people and had thought of countless possible outcomes for himself, but becoming food and playthings for ghosts was too miserable.

He took out all the objects in his collection and threw them into the distance.

"burst!"

For a moment, the sound of explosions resounded throughout the peach forest.

When the smoke and dust cleared, everything was intact as before, without any damage at all.

Zhao Xiancheng was in despair, but dozens of ghosts stopped moving, just like ministers prostrating themselves before the emperor with respect.

In the center, a peach tree with twisted branches sprouted a new bud, lush and green, full of vitality.

The branches continued to stretch, slowly extending to Zhao Xiancheng, but he was motionless as if he had lost his soul. The branches continued to move forward, piercing his heart without any hindrance. Thump, thump, Zhao Xiancheng's heartbeat became slower and slower, until his vitality completely dissipated, and with a breeze, he became a part of this circle.

Seeing this, Ji De and Wang Xiao dared not breathe.

The tender green branches seemed to be attracted by the light from them, and after sucking Zhao Xiancheng dry, they turned around and aimed at them.

The slower the branches moved, the more panic multiplied. The new branches were so pure and sacred that none of Ji De's treasures were of any use.

Desperate fear enveloped the two men.

"What should I do? I can't move at all."

Wang Xiao glanced at Ji De and found that he was in the same situation. The ghost's peach tree did not impose a blockade. It was the body's instinctive reaction to fear that prevented them from moving.

Jide was speechless under the weight of death, and his mind raced to find a solution.

"I can't control my body, but I still have my spirit!"

Yuanshen was affected to a certain extent in this environment, but he still chose to believe in himself. Under his strong will, the little golden man in Shangyuan Palace sat cross-legged in the air with his hands clasped together. Time is life, and now we are racing against it. Every minute and every second is precious.

The branch was about half a meter away from his chest. The little golden man's eyes opened, shining brightly and with burning flames flowing.

The golden spear stuck in the ground hummed, and suddenly rose up and stabbed in his direction. The tip of the spear did not stab the branch. Wang Xiao knew that the peach branch looked weak but was indestructible, so he chose to control the golden spear to cut his left arm. Under the severe pain, the control of his body gradually returned. He pulled Ji De up and ran, moving according to the route he had seen through.

Once this rhythm was broken, Ji De immediately regained his composure. He held Wang Xiao's hand tightly, fearing that he would disappear if he fell.

The branches chased each other slowly, playing a game of cat and mouse.

The peach trees automatically gave way wherever they passed, allowing them to pass smoothly, but they still could not get out of the maze.

Ji De anxiously rummaged through his collection, and after some tinkering he found a well-preserved bronze mirror.

"The natural world disperses the foul air. The mysterious void in the cave shines brightly. Break the delusion!"

Ji De pinched the seal with his hands and chanted the spell. The mirror light shone through the tender green branches in the middle.

The scenery around them gradually blurred, slowly spinning like a whirlpool. When their vision became clear again, the two realized that they had just been running for a long time, but in fact they had been circling around the center.

"what……"

The plant strangely let out the painful cries of thousands of creatures, and then the branches that were chasing it split into two, one half was bursting with vitality and pure and innocent; the other half was lifeless, evil and gloomy.

The peach forest that was originally pink and fragrant outside was affected by this change and formed into two opposing parts, one half remained the same, and the other half suddenly turned into a ghost forest.

The energies of life and death were in opposition, and Wang Xiao and Ji De, who were under pressure in the center, felt the worst. They were constantly impacted by the two forces, sometimes feeling like they were falling into the abyss, and sometimes feeling as if they were floating on air and ascending to heaven.

The impact of rounds of opposing auras caused the life and death energies in their bodies to become unbalanced, and their consciousness began to gradually become blurred.

The peach forest regenerated suddenly. Two moons appeared in the sky, one clear and bright, the other blood red.

At this moment, Wang Xiao felt something in the storage ring trembling inexplicably. He perked up his concentration and sent a bunch of light to search in the ring. There were too many things piled up, and he spent a lot of time and effort before he finally locked onto a sword that had been sealed for a long time.