Dream Picking Records

Wang Xiao was a little slow in walking to the center of the formation, causing the Nascent Soul Saint Child to frown. As they had not had much contact, he did not recognize that he was a fake at first.

Ji De was stamping his feet anxiously in Yan Leiming's team, but he felt relieved when he saw Murong Shang step out. Yan Leiming looked at Murong Shang and felt a strange sense of familiarity, but he couldn't explain it.

"Are you going to make the whole world your enemy?"

Xia Qingling's guard was the first to question, while she rubbed her head and looked at Murong Shang in confusion.

"If we wipe you all out, no one will know it was us. Besides, do you think we still care about this?"

The fingertips of the Nascent Soul Saint Child glowed, and the magic circle was in full operation. Wrathful spirits, mysterious smoke, magic swamps, hellfires and other evil spirits and strange phenomena were born one after another, fearlessly rushing towards the living creatures in the formation.

The forces within the Luankong Realm also became their targets of attack.

The blood in the giant palace was drawn by an invisible force, converging towards the magic circle from all directions, and the remaining spiritual essence provided it with enormous energy.

Those who can still move are relatively strong. While defending themselves, they also try their best to protect the soulless bodies of their companions.

The purple mist reduced and interfered with perception, preventing the mind from spreading. This was extremely fatal to the monks. If they could not detect the danger, they could not predict and fight in advance. The wisps of flames carried the power of karma that attracted people and ignited them immediately. People who had lost their minds could not make any sound after being infected. Under the interference of the purple mist, they turned into charcoal before others noticed them.

What was strange was that the charred body was given life again, more like a puppet that only knew how to kill.

The ghostly vengeful spirit was unpredictable, and suddenly appeared behind the disciples of Lingxian Pavilion, opening its bloody mouth and aiming at their necks. Siqin was worthy of being a person who had reached the requirements of fellow disciples in the Concentrated Spirit Realm. She noticed it at the first moment and waved her jade hand to disperse it.

The evil energy gathered somewhere else and targeted another target.

The dark magic swamp kept appearing and disappearing, taking away a target each time. As a result, one of Xia Qingling's guards disappeared. The magic swamp seemed to have set its sights on them. A black circle, not big enough to accommodate one person, appeared again under the feet of a guard, and the terrifying suction instantly swallowed up his legs. Number 10's brother came closer and reacted quickly to grab him. The magic swamp did not hold back and turned to choose the next "lucky person".

The guard saved his life, but his legs were damaged. He thanked the man and then cut off his damaged limbs with a knife.

The top forces were in great danger in the face of this situation, not to mention the weaker ones. Miserable howls were heard one after another. As time went on, many of them lost limbs, and the number of people around them gradually decreased, and some were even assimilated and joined the enemy. The survivors were suffering physically and mentally, not knowing when the nightmare would come to them.

Some people knew that they had no hope of survival, so they started to become brave and cursed the little demons outside the magic circle, saying everything they could think of about their ancestors.

"Oh, you will die!"

"Even if you turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"

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"Hmph, I'm afraid you don't even have this chance." Ming Luoye Mozhan controlled a group of little ghosts to drill into the back of his head, tearing and eating their brains and internal organs. After struggling for two seconds, their eyes glowed with a faint light, and they were controlled by the little ghosts that drilled into their heads, picking up weapons to kill the people around them.

This was a killing feast for the demons on the Newborn List. Under the leadership of the Nascent Soul Saint Child, they had long planned to find an opportunity to kill in order to improve their own cultivation.

Under the effect of the magic circle, part of the essence energy separated from the dead people flowed into their bodies, waiting to be digested after they got out. Therefore, they would never show mercy and would gain more benefits through hunting as much as possible.

As for Wang Xiao, while he was thinking about how to break the magic circle and rescue his acquaintances, he was also controlling a group of dark golden snakes to attack the evil forces in the Luankong Realm. Of course, Yan Leiming was his main target, and he chased him with all his might.

Ji De was in the magic circle, and seeing this situation, he gave full play to his optimistic spirit and made the best of the hardship. Yan Leiming was so angry that he wanted to die. Other monsters attacked occasionally, but these dragon snakes recognized him, and their sharp claws left scars on his body from time to time. He encountered the attack of the vengeful spirits on the way, and was whipped several times, and his blood was boiling.

The leaders of other forces in the Chaos Realm were extremely angry, "With this little power, let's see what will happen if your spiritual power is exhausted!"

Some are optimistic and some are worried. Is this the limit of the power of the magic circle?

The little demons sneered and did not respond.

Under the cover of the magic circle, the magic stone is rapidly absorbing the spiritual energy of the dead between heaven and earth and in the magic circle. One can imagine how huge its energy is.

Purple mist rolled, monsters were slaughtering, screams continued, and after a while, the offensive of the magic circle began to weaken, and only less than one-tenth of the original population was left to resist.

Siqin, Youyue and the witches of Xuanyin Sect were unable to maintain their elegance, and their clothes were damaged by various attacks. Qing Chengsheng, who was known for his physical speed, was unable to escape the monster's attack, and most of the demons who came with him were killed or injured.

Xia Qingling is worthy of being a member of the royal family. She did not panic when encountering such a scene for the first time. She wrinkled her nose and tried to bless others through her own characteristics.

"The magic circle has weakened, hold on brothers!"

The man who spoke before was in tattered clothes and covered in blood, roaring angrily.

Xiao Sheng said in a somewhat embarrassed tone: "When I get out, I will fight you to the death!"

The result was that he was ignored again.

The people from Lingxian Pavilion, Xingyue Sect, Xuanyin Sect and Xia Qingling were not careless. They also consumed a lot of energy and had been taking medicine to ensure they were in good condition. The same was true for the people outside the formation. Their spiritual energy was obviously not exhausted.

This is a dangerous signal!

Endless ghosts and demonic obstacles disappeared in an instant, and before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the energy storage of the magic stone at the top reached its peak.

The blood-black magic stone exudes a strange glow, and the enormous energy it contains is daunting.

Now the remaining ones are all top-notch masters of the same realm, but just one glance made some of them confused and they stood there in a daze.

The five little demons made hand seals together. Fortunately, their attention was on themselves, so Wang Xiao, who was impersonating Murong Shang, followed suit and posed casually.

The blood-red light poured down, and no one in the magic circle was spared and could no longer move. Even strong people like Siqin and Qing Chengsheng were helpless and could only ensure their own safety.

Seeing this, the Nascent Soul Saint Child glanced at Wang Xiao, opened his young arms, and invited in a childish voice: "Everyone, enjoy it!"

"Filter out the magazines, these are the essence!"

Zhao Yinlian ranked tenth on the freshman list and was also a remarkable figure. He was so excited that he couldn't wait, but he didn't dare to go down and choose his prey first. After all, those five people were among the top five.

As soon as he changed his mind, he secretly rejoiced, "Fortunately, the Four Chaos Devils are not here, otherwise I would have gotten even less."

The body cannot move, but the mind is still clear. The young genius and the old strong man have become fish on the chopping board of others. Every minute and every second is like a year. After years of hard training, they have become the cauldron for others to practice. It is sad to say that.

The Nascent Soul Holy Child was suspended high in the air, letting them choose first. Several people went down and walked towards the prey they had chosen. Wang Xiao knew that he could not wait any longer, so he secretly injected spiritual energy into the golden spear. When he walked to the bottom of the magic stone, he threw it with all his strength.

"boom!"

The Nascent Soul Saint Child appeared in front of the magic stone at some point and blocked the attack. To his surprise, the attack was too strong and the golden spear caused his body to crash into the magic stone, causing it to sway slightly a few times. The four demons who were about to enjoy the magic turned around when they heard the sound, wanting to understand what was going on.

"I've seen that there's something wrong with you. Who are you?"