Peng Jue smiled coldly, "Oh, it seems that until this person is removed, there will never be anyone in Kyushu."
"But is that the demon face or the ghost face? Since it appeared in Tianyang Immortal Sect before, it is better to go to Tianyang Immortal Sect to check for clues. I heard that the current leader of Tianyang Immortal Sect is easy to talk to, and he has been practicing for less than a thousand years. She is in the Nascent Soul realm and she is a female cultivator." Peng Jue said.
But Zhao Ning didn't pay attention to his words, her eyes fell on Yunfang Xianyuan City, "Maybe we can find clues now."
Before Zhao Ning finished speaking, Peng Jue also sensed something, and his eyes suddenly focused on the courtyard where Shang Xia and others lived, where a strange power was bursting out.
"Yes...this is the power of ghosts and gods."
"Yes, Shang Xia is the successor of Jingyao Ghost and God. The ghost face in the hands of the ghost-faced man was created by Jingyao Ghost and God. I wonder if he felt the power of ghosts and gods and would take a look."
Zhao Ning slowly turned her eyes and looked at Peng Jiao. Peng Jiao's eyes dropped and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next moment Zhao Ning disappeared into the sky, Peng Jue glanced at Shang Xia's courtyard and murmured, "Shang Xia, Shang Xia, I have wronged you."
With that said, he disappeared into the sky.
The entire Yunfang Xianyuan City seems to be peaceful on the surface, but in fact, the entire Yunfang Xianyuan City has fallen into a huge dream.
It is still the vast ocean in the dream, but deep in the light spot, it is a place of decay.
The exhilarating music spreads in the empty underwater cave, the sea water becomes the sky, exotic flowers and plants bloom in the cave, and countless beautiful fairies dance among the flowers.
There are many floating desks in mid-air, and the clouds are used as couches. They are full of people, drinking and drinking, it is so lively, it is a happy dream that makes people forget about Shu.
"Brother Shan, Brother Shan!" Shang Xia called a few times, but Shan Shu was drunk. Hearing his voice, he raised his glass as if to clink it with him, "Hey, Brother Shang, why don't you drink?" , This is really good wine, since I started practicing, I have never been so drunk again."
"Hey!" Shang Xia responded irritably, then pushed Shan Shu away. He found Zhong Wenyan again, "Wenyan, are you still awake?"
Zhong Wenyan turned her head and saw Shang Xia in her eyes. She was just dazed and confused. She seemed to be afraid and threw herself directly into Shang Xia's arms, "Brother Shang, don't let me go. Don't get close to Yanyu anymore." , I am your childhood sweetheart’s junior sister.”
"No, Wen Yan, what on earth are you thinking about?" Shang Xia was stunned when she heard this. She pushed Zhong Wen Yan away and found that she and Shan Shu were also in a state of confusion.
He went to look for Yanyu again, but found no one for a while. He flew a little distance in the air and bumped into other people. Their condition was far worse than that of Shan Shu and Zhong Wenyan. Their faces were a little pale, but they were able to cope with such an occasion. " Who is this? You are so reckless and don’t know how to enjoy such a beautiful dream."
The man spat and flew forward with the wine glass in hand.
Only then did Shang Xia notice that in the deepest part of the entire space, there was a hazy place, where he could vaguely see a woman surrounded by several people, drunken and ecstatic, and the strangest thing was that there was a trail behind her. The huge fish tail is swinging.
"Wow!" At this moment, a shout drew Shang Xia's attention. He suddenly lowered his head and found that Yanyu was being seduced by a dancer below.
"Yanyu! No!" Shang Xia shouted, cast a spell, appeared in front of Yanyu, and roughly pushed the dancer away.
"Oops." The dancer hit the stone pillar and cried out delicately.
"Yanyu!" Shang Xia shook Yanyu's shoulders. Yanyu was still confused, but luckily she recognized Shang Xia, "Brother Shang, why did you push away Sister Xianzi? Sister Xianzi wants to teach me how to dance."
As he struggled to break free from Shang Xia's grasp, and was about to go where the dancer was, Shang Xia gritted his teeth and cast a spell to imprison Yanyu in place.
When the dancer saw this, he was not frightened. Instead, he floated to Shang Xia with a smile, "Little Master, what's going on? Let the little girl learn dance with our sisters. It's not disturbing the practice, but it's still talking about Lang." Do you think our dance is vulgar and not pleasing to your eyes?"
"Who are you!" Shang Xia scolded, "Why did you drag us into such a dream!"
"Oh." The dancer looked a little surprised when he scolded her, "Oh, how did Mr. Lang know that this was a dream? This is obviously a fairyland."
Her soft voice made people around her excited, and many people immediately gathered around, "Little Fairy, you don't have to talk to him, an ascetic who doesn't know elegance and knows how to practice. We know how to appreciate it. Little Fairy, why don't you talk to us?" Let’s have a drink together.”
"Go." The dancer refused the others coquettishly, but her hand had already climbed up Shang Xia's arm. At this moment, Shang Xia suddenly felt that his cultivation was imprisoned, and his spiritual power could no longer operate. He was horrified. , but the dancer still said delicately, "Little husband, we don't listen to their nonsense, let's go, I will take you to experience the real joy of fairyland."
After saying that, he pulled Shang Xia away from the crowd and went to the front, which was the deepest hazy place that Shang Xia had noticed before.
Under the guidance of the dancers, the haziness in the depths was slowly lifted away like mist, and the scene inside was completely presented in front of Shang Xia. Dozens of people surrounded a woman. She indeed looked rotten, but The huge fish tail did not belong to the woman, but to another person hugging her from behind.
Half of the man's body was completely hidden behind the woman, and he seemed to notice that someone was coming this way. He peeked out his eyes from the woman's shoulders. They were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, clear and sincere, like the surface of a blue lake.
The man noticed him, it seemed because Shang Tiansheng's physique of being close to spiritual beasts came into play again. The man behind him seemed to be leaning out, but at this moment, the woman he was hugging raised his hand, and the man disappeared. , and the woman also sat up half-supported, and the people around her dispersed a little.
Only then did Shang Xia notice that the woman was completely naked, with delicate bloody flowers growing along the vines painted on her body.
A thin gauze fell on the woman's body. Her hair hung down and was slightly covered. She raised her head, revealing an extremely enchanting and charming face.
The person on the near side was obsessed with it and wanted to step forward to touch this stunning beauty, but was pushed away by the woman with a seductive finger.
"Shh!" the woman reminded charmingly.
The people around separated a path, and the dancer pulled Shang Xia in front of the woman. The woman raised her hand and lifted Shang Xia's chin, "Young gentleman, you look so fascinated, but you like my sister?"
"demon!"
Shang Xia scolded angrily, but his cultivation was imprisoned, so he could only turn his head away.
"The young man has such a bad temper." The woman complained softly, while stroking Shang Xia's face with her fingers, "The young man is so handsome, how come he doesn't know how to enjoy the joy of this fairyland, let my sister see it What keeps you awake?"
As she spoke, her fingertips followed Shang Xia's face, followed the outline of her body, and landed on his chest. Then, as if she touched something, the woman's mouth curled up slightly, her five fingers formed into claws, and then she held her hand, and something flew out.
Shang Xia's eyes suddenly shrank.
"Oh?" The woman looked at it and said suddenly, "It turns out to be a soul-fixing stone. I thought there was something special about Mr. Xiao Lang."
As she spoke, she stood up and her arms clung to Shang Xia's shoulders like boneless bodies, "Little husband, can I take you to have fun with me?"
Shang Xia watched the opponent's stunning face getting closer and closer. In his heart, he felt that snakes, scorpions and skeletons were gradually eating away at him. At this moment, the power he had been accumulating since he fell into the dream suddenly burst out, breaking away from the opponent's cultivation prison in an instant. , Shang Xia moved away from the opponent in a few moments, and then stood still. He had already drawn the Phoenix God-Slaying Bow in his hand, and the arrow was already aimed at the woman.
The woman was slightly surprised, as if she had never thought that a low-level cultivator who had not reached the foundation-building Dzogchen realm could escape from her control.
But this also made her extremely excited. Facing the attack, she smiled and leaned back on the couch with an extremely seductive posture, "Come on."
Such an inviting attitude made Shang Xia furious. The phoenix spirit arrow was shot out, wrapped in majestic power. The power of breaking through the air seemed to tear apart the erosion of the dream in an instant.
Those who surrendered under the woman's body felt fatal fear and fled away one after another. However, the woman at the center of the offensive raised her hand delicately, and the phoenix spirit arrow was imprisoned in the air, no more than three feet away from the woman. The range is within reach of women.
And the woman really did just that. She raised her hand to hold the spiritual arrow. The spiritual arrow had no body at all. It was completely condensed by Shang Xia's spiritual power, but it could not be dispersed in the woman's hand.
"It's really pure power." The woman sighed, then smiled charmingly, her lips were as red as drops of blood, her lips were slightly open, the tip of her tongue touched the arrow, but her eyes pointed at Shang Xia, which was an extremely tempting hint. .
Shang Xia became angry and said, "You evil cultivators! Don't be rude!"
As he spoke, the spiritual bow turned, and more vigorous power gathered on it, and the whole person's aura burst out. The hem of his clothes and hair did not move in the wind, and the whole person was filled with anger, and all the power burst out.
The movements in his body were transformed from the Qingxiao Sect's teaching techniques to the Jingyao Ghosts and Gods Supreme Universe Wentian Spirit Scroll. At this moment, it was as if the power of ghosts and gods were blessing him.
Just listen to a clear phoenix cry from the bottom of the empty dream.
The Phoenix God-Slaying Bow takes on a divine appearance. Thousands of rays of light converge on the bow, and each ray of light is a life-threatening arrow.
The woman was so shocked that she stopped moving and looked at Shang Xia's changes. She didn't know what she saw. Her eyes changed from shock to joy to worry.
Shang Xia didn't notice that at this moment, all he wanted to do was break out of the dream and say, "Go to hell!"
Under his loud shout, brilliance and power burst out, and the entire dream was torn into countless holes, and the gravity of the void seemed to pull out all the people who were addicted to the dream.
Those people were not yet awake from their dreams, but they shouted subconsciously and were feebly pulled upwards by the gravity of the void.
Only the woman was leaning steadily on the couch, and all the brilliance finally gathered in the direction of the woman. The woman stood up, pinched out the spell in her hand, and a seal blocked the front, and the brilliance formed a wave of air that separated at the edge of the seal.
The two parties were wrestling, and Shang Xia was struggling to the extreme. He tried his best to strike with all his strength. If it failed, he would have no recourse, but the woman was still able to deal with it easily.
Shang Xia finally understood the opponent's strength, fearing that it was far beyond his range and had crossed at least two realms.
He must find a way to escape from here.
The woman looked at him with a complicated expression, "Are you the descendant of Jingyao's ghosts and gods?"
Shang Xia didn't understand what the woman was asking, but he had no intention of paying attention to her inquiry at the moment. His thoughts were spinning rapidly, hoping to find a way to escape at the last moment.
"So the prophecy is true." The woman seemed to be saying to herself, but her expression was still complicated. She looked at Shang Xia with sometimes ruthlessness and sometimes happiness, but mostly with worry.
At this moment, the woman suddenly turned her spell and her seal reversed, swallowing up the power of Shang Xia's attack in an instant. Shang Xia was shocked, thinking that she was going to attack him instead.
No longer hesitating at this moment, the remaining power on the Phoenix God-Slaying Bow suddenly made a stroke in the void. The crack in the dream that had been torn just now became even bigger. A ray of light seemed to tear through the sea surface and shine into the seabed space.
At this moment, Shang Xia was extremely fast and fled upward along the light.
The woman did not stop her, but kept following her with her eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking. She murmured, "Is it finally going to end?"
Shang Xia rushed into the dream ocean. The people who were sucked in before had turned into light and shadow and shot upward. He saw a light and shadow in the farthest distance that seemed to hit the sea. In turn, the light and shadow dissipated. It was back to the original body. From Detachment from dreams.
Shang Xia followed closely until the last person escaped from the dream. Shang Xia was only ten feet away from the sea, but just when he was about to see hope, the sea suddenly became rippled, and a huge reflection was projected in the direction he was going. On the sea, Shang Xia subconsciously felt the pressure of annihilation. Through the sea, he seemed to see a man wrapped in a black cloak, and a half-mask that looked like a ghost and a human on the face.
"Ghost and God Face!" He did not speak, but his consciousness was conveyed in the sea of dreams.
"It's really you."
It was the reflected voice. Even though Shang Xia didn't see the other person speaking, he could still feel the hostility of his gritted teeth.
Even though his power was exhausted, Shang Xia could only hold on and use the spell, but it was useless. He watched helplessly as a slender hand stretched out from the sea and grabbed him.
The surrounding seawater seemed to have the power of oppression, firmly imprisoning Shang Xia in place.
"No!!!" he shouted desperately in his mind.
With only a millimeter difference, a sudden ray of light came from the other side of the sea, hitting the man's wrist, and instantly chopped off the hand.
"Who!" the other party shouted.
However, Shang Xia saw clearly what had cut off the opponent's hand. It was a washing stone that was crushed into pieces.
Shang Xia had seen such a hidden weapon a long time ago. Shang Xia shouted in surprise, "Senior Yan!"
Sure enough, I heard an angry shout, "Ghost-faced Man, I've been waiting for you for a long time! It's time to settle our accounts!"
As he spoke, a flash of spiritual light rushed towards him, and the reflection of the ghost-faced man disappeared on the sea, and Peng Jue's breath also left.
The oppressive feeling around Shang Xia dissipated. He didn't have time to breathe and threw himself towards the sea.
In the small courtyard of the inn, Shang Xia suddenly sat up from the bed. His whole body was already soaked. He subconsciously touched every place on his body, but there was nothing missing.
But the dream was extremely real, and at this moment, light flashed outside the window, and it felt like daylight for a moment.
Shang Xia didn't have time to worry about anything and rushed out of the room. When he looked up, he saw that two lights and shadows were fighting in the night sky. The brilliance produced by the collision was almost more dazzling than the sun.
This is a Nascent Soul level fight.
Shang Xia clearly understood that these two people were the Ghost Face and Senior Yan in the dream just now.
He didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a moment. At this moment, the aftermath of the Yuanying fight happened to spread to the small courtyard, and the roof of half of the verandah was instantly overturned.
Shang Xia's energy had long been exhausted, so he could only subconsciously raise his hands to block it, but no tiles hit him, and a clear light spread beside him, pushing away the debris.
Shang Xia was slightly startled, turned around and saw in the next room, her great aunt was holding a cane and looking upwards.
"Great aunt!" Shang Xia shouted, taking a few steps closer, "Great aunt, let's go quickly. This is Master Yuanying's fight. We can't stand by and watch, or we will be affected."
"Yeah." Zhao Ning only responded lightly, "Then go and call Yanyu and the others, they don't seem to notice."
Shang Xia was horrified, "Maybe they haven't escaped from the dream yet!"
