Dream Picking Records

"Let's go and take a look. If my guess is correct, we might meet an 'old friend' of mine." Wang Xiao smiled lightly, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"No, little brother! Their leader is a being that can fly and hide. You will die in vain if you go. I only ask you to take Yuanyuan away and find a good family to adopt her. Then I will die without regrets."

"Grandpa, Yuanyuan won't leave you!"

Looking at the grandfather and grandson hugging and crying, Feng Tingjun, who looked young, was filled with a sense of justice and pulled Wang Xiao out.

"Don't worry, old man. Just live a normal life with your granddaughter." Wang Xiao touched his nose. "Come to think of it, this incident might have been caused by me."

Feng Tingjun suddenly realized and remembered the Nascent Soul Saint Child that Wang Xiao had mentioned to him. Before leaving, he moved his fingers slightly to release the restrictions on the strong man.

"Go back and tell your master that I will deal with them when I come back." With this thought, the awake strong man felt relieved. He was so frightened that cold sweat had already soaked his clothes. The fear in his heart made him stand still and couldn't move.

Wang Xiao and Feng Tingyun arrived outside the town. At the exit, several men with bloodshot bodies were sitting on wild beasts and waiting. Seeing that they were not the men and women brought by the lackey Li family for sacrifice, one of them immediately realized something was wrong. After a quick and simple communication, several people drew their swords and rode the beasts forward.

"Boy, where is the old man of the Li family? If he doesn't meet our needs, we can go in and choose for ourselves."

"Why bother talking to them so much? I suggest we just rush in and capture the boy and girl. Maybe the Yuanying King will reward us handsomely."

"Wait a minute, look at these two guys, they are so fair and clean, why not play with them for me first... hehe!" The fair-faced and charming man with makeup on made the other people feel a chill and get goose bumps when he said this.

"You damn demon." Feng Tingjun turned his head away and vomited.

"you wanna die!"

"Kill him."

The bald man who took the lead acted directly. At his command, everyone's attitude immediately became unified. The momentum accumulated from years of burning, killing and looting burst out, and the turmoil he caused was enough to defeat weaker people.

They are all people who have survived mountains of swords and seas of blood. Even when facing a teenager and a child, they are not careless. The best thing to do is to take them down quickly.

Wang Xiao crossed his arms and remained unmoved. The result was just as they had hoped, and it ended very quickly.

Feng Tingyun opened his mouth and spit out a few flames, which were so inconspicuous under the sunlight. However, as the distance shortened, the pupils of several people shrank sharply, and the protective spiritual energy did not play any role in blocking the fire. Only one person was spared, standing there watching the people walking with him being swallowed by the flames bit by bit.

The howl of pain did not last long, leaving only a few ashes that drifted away with the wind.

Wang Xiao patted him on the shoulder. The bald man screamed, the weapon in his hand fell, and his legs trembled uncontrollably. He no longer had the momentum he had just now.

"Take me to your Black Wind Mountain, and I will consider sparing your life." The bald man's body trembled even more severely when he heard this. After all, they were in this line of work and had to keep their heads on their belts all year round. They were decisive and ruthless, and they were ready to self-destruct immediately.

Wang Xiao pointed his finger at his qi sea, and the bald man suddenly collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball or a puddle of mud.

"It looks like he won't tell you."

"Well, let me try." Wang Xiao used his powerful mental power to invade the bald man's consciousness, and soon successfully obtained the desired result.

The three men rushed westward along the route the bald man remembered, and arrived at a dark hill half an hour later.

There were only a few isolated trees on the mountain, and the jagged dead branches looked like they had been dead for many years. Gusts of cold wind blew from time to time, like sharp knives cutting the skin. On each dead tree, there was a crow-like bird hanging upside down. Compared with them, they were larger in size, with hooked beaks and powerful claws. This kind of bird usually rested during the day and hunted at night. At this time, their eyes were closed and they were in a dormant state. At the roots of the trees were the fragments of rotten meat left by various corpses they had eaten.

"They are quite good at choosing places. People with lower realms have to wear protective magic weapons when they come up here." Feng Tingjun stretched out his hand and felt it.

"The favorable geographical location makes it easier to defend than to attack."

This damage has little effect on Wang Xiao and Feng Tingyun's bodies.

Normally, no one dared to come to their territory to cause trouble, so no sentry posts were set up.

They successfully climbed up the mountain and found that the camp was located in a comfortable zone where there was no black wind erosion all year round.

In the hall, Yuanying King was healing with his eyes closed, and next to him was a child captured from another village, crying desperately. Yuanying King was not annoyed by the crying, but enjoyed it very much.

"Why haven't the troops from Gravel Town arrived yet?"

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. They must have been delayed on the way. It's time to arrive."

The original masters of Black Wind Mountain were lying on the ground, including the original leader Zhao Xun. Now he only had one arm left, with the empty sleeve on his right side hanging down. The Yuanying King bent his right palm, and a little boy was sucked in front of him.

He opened his bloodshot eyes and gently scratched the boy's skin with his nails. The crying boy suddenly cried even louder.

As if recalling some bad memories, Yuanying King's mood suddenly became agitated and the atmosphere in the entire hall became depressing.

"It's all that damn kid's fault. He disrupted my plan and made me end up like this. If I hadn't learned the Blood Escape Technique, I would have died there."

"One day, sooner or later, I will give you a surprise and drain all the people you care about. I wonder what your expression will be then?" He stroked the boy's head with his fingers a few times and was about to exert force when a voice that would be unforgettable to him sounded calmly in the hall.

"I don't think you can wait for that day."

He suddenly stared at the two people coming in from outside, repeatedly confirming. It was this voice! This breath! It had been haunting him like a nightmare all day, lingering in his heart, like a demon in his heart.

"Ah, it's really you! There's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you come by yourself!" The Yuanying Great King was the Yuanying Saint Child who had joined forces with the top ten of the Luankong Realm Newborn List in the Giant Palace that day to set up a formation to kill many masters. He escaped death that day and his realm fell to the fourth level of Guiyuan, and he was on the same level as Wang Xiao again.

"I will cut you into pieces!" He was in no mood to recover from his injuries.

"The limitations of the secret realm prevent me from fully displaying my skills. Now that you have come to me, I will kill you!"

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time." Wang Xiao responded calmly.

"Oh, it turns out that you are the defeated opponent. I thought you were a master." Feng Tingjun said indifferently. This sentence deeply hurt his heart. He used to be the one who looked down upon his peers and was invincible at the same level. Who would have thought that he would be defeated and end up like this.

Fortunately, I have another chance today, with the same opponent, and we are at the same level.

Seeing this, the crawling bandits huddled together in a corner.

"Hmph!" The Nascent Soul Saint Child said nothing more and rushed in front of him. Standing in the Return to Origin Realm, his skills had broken some restrictions, and his body was obviously much stronger. However, Wang Xiao punched back, and the Nascent Soul Saint Child was knocked back, his knuckles split open, and blood gushed out.

"How could someone be stronger than me after years of hard training?" In addition to being shocked, a thought buried in his heart was revealed, "Could it be that you have broken through the limit of your physical body?"

Without giving him a chance to react, Wang Xiao caught up with him and started beating him up. Not to mention the fighting skills he learned from Master Wang, the crushing of his body alone made the opponent groan. The bodies of the two men were stronger than iron and steel, and the hall was filled with the clanging sound of metal colliding.

"Enough!" The face of the Nascent Soul Saint Child turned pale, and the pain in his limbs and torso stimulated his nerves all the time. He seized the opportunity to escape from the physical fight, but he didn't know that it was a flaw that Wang Xiao deliberately exposed. Just as he pulled back, Wang Xiao kicked the ground hard, and the huge impact left a deep pit on the ground. He caught up with him in one step and grabbed his arm.

The pupils of the Yuanying Holy Child contracted, his mouth opened in shock, and spiritual energy quickly surged into his arms, trying to push the opponent back.

A faint light flashed, and the scriptures on the stone tablet in the Purple Sea Bamboo Forest appeared again. Wang Xiao was now a human-shaped weapon, unstoppable and able to kill everything.