Dream Picking Records

Time passed by minute by minute. After Wang Xiao finished his adjustments, he packed up all the pills on this floor, returned to the junction of the two floors and sat down by himself.

He was leisurely, but the people outside were getting anxious. If this guy didn't come out, would they have to waste time with him?

The old woman from the Mingjing Sect forced a smile from her wrinkled face, "Little brother, come out first and we will keep you safe."

"That's right. The Mingjing Sect always keeps its word. You can rest assured." An old man next to the old woman spoke.

Wang Xiao nodded at the four people in front of him, "They agreed to split it with me, what are your plans? How about you fight with these four first?"

The old woman smiled wistfully. If it were in the outside world, dealing with the so-called Four Chaos Demons would be a piece of cake. But now that they were at the same level, she really couldn't beat them.

The old woman was caught in a dilemma and pushed the spotlight to Wang Xiao again, "My fellow Taoists, this guy is very slippery. Why don't we join forces to force him out so that we can look for other opportunities."

Once you enter the huge palace, you won’t have time to waste. If you are late, you won’t be able to get any benefits from other places.

The people present all had similar thoughts and understood this principle, so they began to communicate with other forces. The four Chaos Demons said that they were still willing to make friends with Wang Xiao and share the gains with him.

The six major sects and the two villains joined forces and sent people to conquer the space array.

The four Chaos Demons immediately attacked and fought with the other side to block their actions. Their magic and posture were gorgeous enough, but they did not use their full strength, more like acting perfunctorily, and retreated to the critical point after a few moves, symbolically indicating that they could indeed fight against the other side for Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao was not a child, so he was not so easy to deceive. He did not expose the truth, and after thanking him, he pretended to leave the Hedao layer.

As he walked out slowly, everyone tightened their weapons.

As soon as Wang Xiao came out, decent people gathered around him. The old woman took the lead and a colorful ribbon was wrapped around his arm.

"It's you again, old woman. You were the one who attacked me just now. You used such despicable means and yet you still call yourself a reputable and upright person, and call the devil a fellow. You are so old and yet you still use a little girl's weapon. You have no shame."

Wang Xiao grabbed one end of the ribbon and pulled it straight.

"And you, you just agree like a dog. Are you two having an affair?"

The old man was so angry that his face turned red. Many people knew that he had feelings for the old woman. But he still couldn't save face when he said it in front of his disciples. The leaders of the remaining sects raised their swords and chopped them, but Wang Xiao blocked them with his bare hands.

In a brief moment, Wang Xiao and the six major sects had a preliminary collision. He was unscathed, but the opponent's weapons were damaged to varying degrees. The ribbon was torn in two, and the sword had a gap.

"Is this kid made of iron? His bones and muscles are so strong?"

The middle-aged man who had a head-on fight with Wang Xiao's physical body suffered the most, as his entire arm was broken in the friction.

"Everyone, we can't hide it anymore, take him down quickly!"

The old woman had the highest prestige among the six factions, and her words were also spread to the two factions that "abandoned darkness and joined light". The two looked at each other and took a step forward at the same time to show their position.

The Four Chaos Demons appeared beside Wang Xiao at the right time and temporarily joined forces to fight back.

The eight main forces plus the disciples of the sect assisted in the battle against the five villains. The four devils of chaos were worthy of being the existence of slaughtering the city, and they were even more excited because of the large number of the opponent.

Netherworld Mo Xue licked her bright red lips, exuding a charming temperament, Blood Demon Han Feng held a red long knife, King of Hell Pei Ming held a black and white ink pen, and Huangquan Gu Shang gently wiped the dark yellow horn. The invisible evil spirits emitted by the four people seemed to be real, making the opponents feel dignified and fearful.

Wang Xiao summoned the Dragon Spirit Golden Spear and was eager to give it a try.

"Murong Shang?"

As the golden spear came out, everyone who was on high alert turned their eyes to him, or to be more precise, to the golden spear.

The iconic weapons were unveiled, and the identities of their owners were about to be revealed. Wang Xiao noticed that their expressions had changed, and there was fear hidden in their eyes.

"Is Murong Shang that famous?"

Without thinking, Wang Xiao moved his facial muscles according to his memory, and transformed himself into a person who looked exactly like him.

As expected, many people swallowed and took two steps back without realizing it.

Wang Xiao took advantage of the situation and pretended to be nice, clearing his throat and saying, "Do you still want to be my enemy?"

Silence, absolute silence. What Wang Xiao didn't know was that Murong Shang's reputation was too fierce and he ranked third on the freshman list, while the Four Chaos Demons occupied the sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth seats.

"So what if Murong Shang? There are so many of us, how can we be afraid of you? Form a battle line!" The old woman was furious. After all, she was a senior, so how could she be overwhelmed by a junior? With a roar, she dispersed the haze in the disciples' hearts with the help of spiritual power.

The disciples were well-trained, and after a brief loss of consciousness, they coordinated with each other and formed a battle formation to meet the enemy.

"I will set an example first, and the four brothers and sisters will support me."

After Wang Xiao finished speaking, he shook his hand and threw out the golden spear. The spear enlarged above their heads, and the golden dragon surrounded the spear body, which was more than ten thousand kilograms heavy. The loud dragon roar was about to shake their clarity of mind again. More than ten disciples of the Mingjing Sect turned pale and struggled to hold on, but they couldn't resist the power of one man and one spear!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old woman threw out the jade hairpin in her hair, which exploded in front of Wang Xiao in an attempt to interrupt his spell casting.

Wang Xiao pushed away the dust and stood high in the sky.

"Why do you, an old woman, wear girlish accessories? Are you pretending to be young?"

"You little bastard, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

The old woman was furious and ordered her disciples to attack together.

More than ten people chanted the spell in unison, their minds seemed to be united, their movements were harmonious and consistent, countless spiritual energy was mobilized, and condensed into a bright mirror about ten feet long in the sky. Mysterious light gushed out and directly locked onto Wang Xiao. The attack that everyone worked together to promote vaguely reached the limit of concentration.

"Little Doyle."

Wang Xiao retracted the golden spear, and spiritual energy surged out with an even greater momentum than before. With a sweeping blow that brought with it endless light, the mirror was directly shattered.

The square formation formed by the Mingjing Sect could not withstand the backlash and was defeated instantly. The weaker ones fainted directly, and only two people vomited blood and barely supported their bodies to stand.

The great demon Murong is so terrifying!

One move defeated an entire faction. Both the Eight Gates and the Four Demons of Chaos showed deep fear.

"Ah, Lu Yuan, what are you waiting for!"

The old woman's eyes were red with anger. Her trump card, which she was so proud of, was destroyed so easily.

"puff!"

A sharp sword silently pierced the old woman's head. No one expected that the two forces that had come to her would suddenly kill the old woman, take away the elixir they had fought so hard for, and take their men away from this place of trouble before anyone could react.

The poor old woman never expected that she would die in this way.

Outsiders are still unreliable. The old man resolutely chose to run away at this moment. To help his old lover get revenge? It's better to stay alive first.

Without the most powerful Mingjing Sect, and having witnessed how powerful Wang Xiao was, their hearts became increasingly shaken.

The situation had opened up, and without waiting for Wang Xiao to chase, the remaining factions decided to quit while they were ahead and evacuated in a hurry without any prior agreement.

The area that was bustling just now was suddenly left with only five demons standing there.

Wang Xiao turned around and looked at the four people, smiling and said, "Do you have anything to say?"

"You are not Murong Shang." Han Feng shook his head.

"Oh? Then who am I?"

Wang Xiao crossed his arms and asked with interest.

"I have had more contact with Murong Shang. You both look the same, but your auras are a little different."

"If we fight alone, we are no match for you, but if the four of us join forces, you will be half-crippled if not killed."

Except for Mo Xue who kept smiling, the weapons of the other three flashed cold light, ready to take action at any time.

"Then there's nothing more to say."

Wang Xiao flew forward and smashed with his gun. Han Feng was forced to raise his knife to fight back. With a bang, a ten-meter-long deep pit was formed in the ground.

Before he could exert any more strength, a mournful horn sounded, and a turbid spring of water poured out, mixed with crackling lightning.

Bright red spider lilies are in full bloom, and faintly one can see white dry bones and struggling ghosts.

Nearby, Mo Xue still had that smile on her face, but it was creepy. Wang Xiao only felt that he had come to a cold and dark place. He couldn't see his hand in front of him, and there was darkness and silence everywhere. Except for the sense of touch, all other four senses were lost. Only the bone-eroding and soul-sucking wind and frost kept blowing.

At the same time, a large black and white brush lightly wrote his name on the book, and then a pair of shackles appeared in the void and locked him up. His soul passed through his body and was arrested and imprisoned by the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons who were walking towards him.

A magnificent green-tiled pavilion appeared, with a couplet in front of the door that read, "The main gate of the underworld, the Hall of Yama." Two pairs of candles were lit, and the Ten Yama Kings came down the stairs with their eyes wide open, and urged the judge to take out the Book of Life and Death and to judge him.

"Wow."

The boundless underworld outside swallowed him up, and when his dry bones saw the living people, they emitted a blue light, and together with the ghosts, they climbed onto his body and wanted to eat him up.

Everything happened in a flash.