Dream Picking Records

"What are the other realms?"

This was a new problem for Wang Xiao. He bent his hand slightly in the air and then slowly lowered it. After muttering softly, he decided to take a good look at this special space first.

"Eh." A sigh came between heaven and earth.

"Fang Tianming, you dare to ruin my good thing!" The roar came through the ball of light, and its force was about to shatter the person. Fortunately, the runes on the ball of light circulated in time to offset it.

Wang Xiao instantly retreated a hundred meters away, breaking out in a cold sweat. He recognized that this was the voice that seduced him before.

"I didn't interfere. The young man escaped from your attack by his own ability." A beam of light flew out from one of the four large flags, condensed into a human shape, and appeared in front of the ball of light covered with runes.

Wang Xiao had seen the person in front of him in the previous scene. It was he who worked together with the other three to seal the monster in the light ball.

The middle-aged man was handsome and dignified, and his bloodstained and torn uniform made him look even more brave. But now he looked a little sad, and he leaned over and gently touched the dry bones on the ground.

"The blood of your Fang family tastes really good. You are worthy of being his most proud disciple. It's a pity that he has only tasted a few of them." The existence in the light ball was still extremely cold despite the seal.

"A hundred years ago, you tried your best to open this space, but I stopped you. I didn't expect that you would leave a trace of evil spirit behind at that time. And I wanted to protect my descendants and bring them in, but you took advantage of the opportunity."

The middle-aged man, Fang Tianming, shook his head.

"But you miscalculated this time. You didn't expect a young hero to come in and dash your hopes."

"Hmph!" The thunderous groan was deafening.

"So what if they are gone? The remaining souls of those three scums have all been scattered. I wonder how long you can hold on. You are so reluctant to use the blood essence of your descendants to maintain the operation of the formation. But without you in charge of this formation, I will be able to escape sooner or later. Who can stop me then?"

Wang Xiao listened attentively, feeling a little admiration and a little worried.

On the one hand, the four tribes exhausted their family luck in order to lock up the evil spirits, and came to this uninhabited area to guard it for generations, in obscurity. No wonder there were no talents suitable for cultivation in Yuanyuan's village.

On the other hand, from the memory fragments, we can see how terrifying the existence in the seal is. It is no problem for him to destroy the world and pluck the stars and catch the moon. If he is freed and recovered, who in the world can compete with him?

"What happened back then? Why didn't my master kill you himself after defeating you, but instead ordered us to seal you away?"

"It seems you still don't know who your biggest enemy is, haha, haha!" The existence in the seal laughed even more wildly, and what was even more hurtful was his ridicule and sarcasm.

Fang Tianming pondered, the two sides were obviously evenly matched in the battle that year. Facing that group of crazy demons that came out from nowhere, even if they were weaker, the result would not be so tragic.

But after thinking for a long time, he smiled with relief.

"Each generation has talented people. Even if my teacher is gone, there will surely be someone born in the future who will disrupt your plans."

"You tried so hard to bring him in again today, aren't you jealous of his talent?" Fang Tianming pointed at Wang Xiao and said slowly, "I think you sensed danger from him."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the ball of light, his deep eyes seeming to see through it.

"You're...scared."

Just a few simple words made the being inside go into a rage.

"Would I be afraid? I am the Dark Demon King!"

Wang Xiao didn't expect that he would think so highly of him, so he asked humbly, "Senior, what kind of existence is sealed inside, and what happened back then?"

"It's too early for you to understand this. Just practice hard and you will know it when the time comes." Fang Tianming looked up at the dilapidated space and sighed.

"You can cherish the past, but you can't dwell on it. I've been to this world, but it doesn't belong to me anymore. You're still young and full of energy. You're more talented than us, and you shouldn't bear so much pressure now. I'll stick with you until the day you grow up, so go ahead and fly."

"Senior..." Wang Xiao didn't dare to ask any more questions when he saw the situation.

From his back, Wang Xiao seemed to see millions of lives praying, and they shouldered the hopes of countless lives, resolutely rushed to the front line, and fought desperately. They fought to the last moment, and bled dry.

He sincerely admired the contributions of his predecessors. Perhaps he was infected by the efforts, Wang Xiao saluted Fang Tianming and the heroic spirits who sacrificed their lives in this world.

"Living in this world, I will do my best to protect her. If anyone wants to trample on her, I will kill them!"

"When I am born, I will destroy everything."

"I'll wait for you." Wang Xiao said calmly.

These three words are a declaration of war, but also a promise!

The Dark Demon King said no more.

Fang Tianming looked at him with relief, then frowned slightly: "Something happened outside, and you need to solve it."

"May I ask what happened, Senior?"

"Someone came for you, but now they are making things difficult for the descendants of our brothers."

Wang Xiao was embarrassed. He couldn't think of anything that had anything to do with him in this place. He bent down to pick up the remaining pieces of clothing and said, "Please send me out, senior. I will solve it properly."

When Fang Tianming raised his hand, a four-colored arch bridge appeared at their feet.

"I'm going out with you. I haven't seen the outside world for a long time."

He felt a little nostalgic and a little disappointed.

The scene changed, and Wang Xiao came to the outside of the barren mountain, with Fang Tianming's residual spirit attached to his body.

The people in the village were surrounded by a group of monsters and were playing a game of cat and mouse. Feng Tingjun was the only one standing in the front.

A human-shaped woman walked out from among the demons, with an enchanting figure and sexy body, but unfortunately a pair of sharp fangs destroyed her beauty.

She noticed Wang Xiao who suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, but fearing the weirdness of the barren mountain, she planned to threaten Wang Xiao to come out.

"How dare you, a kid, stand in front of me? And if you don't come out, I will kill these lowly humans one by one."

Feng Tingjun was indignant but helpless, as he was still too weak.

"So they are the Soul-Catching Spirit Bat Clan." Wang Xiao recognized their aura and slowly walked towards them. With Fang Tianming's residual soul on him, he was now fearless. How could he be bullied by others at home?

"How dare you! Qiu Sheng, a subordinate of Master Pan, is here. Who dares to threaten to slaughter the people of Daxia at will?"

Suddenly, dust was seen in the distance, and a large group of people and horses were coming with a flag with the word "Pan" on it.

"Damn it, why are they here?" The leaders of the monster group whispered.

The middle-aged man in the lead rode a tall monster and led a group of well-trained troops to the front quickly.

The woman then retracted her exposed fangs, smiled coquettishly at the leader of the human army who suddenly appeared, and then put on a pitiful look.

"My poor cousin was killed because of them. I just want to capture them and avenge him. Is that not possible, sir?"

When the woman pointed at Feng Tingyun, her expression froze, as if she understood what her cousin had done. Looking at her expression again, it was the excitement of aiming at the prey, without any sadness for the death of her cousin.

"Commander Qiu, they are the Soul-Catching Bats, one of the eight royal families." Someone whispered nearby.

Qiu Sheng was so fascinated that he immediately sat up straight after being reminded by him.

"Ahem, we have to protect the reputation of our national master when we are outside." After being reminded again by others, he replied loudly, "So what if there are eight royal families? Our national master said that we cannot abandon any of our compatriots!"

"Oh? And what about our Netherworld Blood Skull?"