"He's in!"
Seeing Jiang Shan enter the island, Pojun Xingjun instinctively showed panic and almost subconsciously wanted to escape.
"He can actually get in?" Emperor Huan also looked shocked. How could Jiang Shan get in?
Emperor Huan was already just one step away from reaching the level of first-level creation. After integrating the evil thoughts of the devil, his strength reached a higher level. This island may seem ordinary, but in fact, he carefully arranged it to maximize his power. With the Dream Demon's relic from back then, although he didn't dare to say that he could compete with a fourth-level warrior like the Demon King, he was confident that he could really take action and be able to sustain it for a period of time. He was especially good at concealing the secrets of heaven.
He tried his best to avoid it, even if he took advantage of Huang, he would not be able to get in.
It will take a few months at most, not even a year, for the Great Sage Pingtian to enter the first-level realm. Normally, when a monk enters this realm, he has to stay in seclusion for several months before he can become familiar with such power. How could it be possible? powerful?
"Good thing!"
However, Yisuan Xingjun saw this and said happily: "Huan Emperor, since he has entered the island, he has entered the battle. With your ability, is it not easy for him to enter the illusion? And as long as he is trapped in the illusion, he is not Wangshu, how can you protect yourself?"
"That's what Xingjun said."
Emperor Huan reacted and immediately controlled the mist. Suddenly, on Luoyue Island, the world was overturned, the world was upside down, and time and space were in chaos.
Jiang Shan rushed into the island and sensed Wangshu's aura. Just as he was about to go looking for it, he felt a powerful shock of magic. The laws between heaven and earth were in chaos, and the boundless avenue was running. Jiang Shan lifted the iron rod in his hand, and with a bang The stick struck, the void shook, and the terrifying power rolled out. The Huan Emperor who was watching was shocked, thinking that this guy's skills were so good, no wonder he could kill Xiang Liu, but this formation directly attacks the mind, this time Since Zi is so focused on fighting, his mind cultivation is not top-notch.
Jiang Shan waved the iron rod in his hand, and his boundless spiritual power violently vented outside, but he still couldn't tear the formation apart. Instead, he entered a world amid constant violence.
Jiang Shan's consciousness was hazy for a while. When he recovered, he saw Wang Shu appearing in front of him, his face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, his stunning face showed a rare look of pain, and his slender and soft jade body was shrouded in a white mist. , trembling slightly, as if in fear.
Ever since they met, Jiang Shan had never seen Wang Shu look like this. When he saw that there were many white mirages hidden in the white mist, always lurking and ready to assassinate him, he became even more furious. Without thinking, he drew out a stick and struck domineeringly. The power surged and tore apart the white mist forcefully. Many mirages in the white mist were killed before they could react. The pain on Wang Shu's face also eased a little.
Jiang Shan felt a little relieved, then his face became solemn, he used his magical power and shouted loudly: "Wang Shu, why don't you wake up?"
The lion's roar of Buddhism is a wake-up call, which can make external demons retreat and internal demons dissipate.
It has a powerful effect in exorcising inner demons and breaking illusions.
With a loud shout, the magic power was transmitted into Wang Shu's ears. Wang Shu's delicate body trembled slightly, and he immediately opened his eyes. He was sharp at first, and then he turned soft after he realized it was Jiang Shan. He seemed to want to say something when he opened his mouth, but he still couldn't. Without saying anything, his body fell uncontrollably. Jiang Shan quickly stepped forward to support him and hugged him, and his arms were filled with the warm fragrance of nephrite.
But looking at Wang Shu's pale face, Jiang Shan still had some charming thoughts. He put one hand behind Wang Shu's back and injected a large amount of mana into Wang Shu's body to help Wang Shu heal his injuries. Wang Shu's complexion just improved a little and became rosy. After a few minutes, without waiting for Jiang Shan to speak, he said again: "Take the life under Jiuyang Spring with you, that is my brother."
Jiang Shan was surprised when he heard this, and immediately looked into the spring. A red light shone at the bottom of the spring. In the red light, a divine three-legged bird was curled up and lying peacefully in it, like a newborn child. .
Jiang Shan was surprised. He never thought that besides the one hanging in the sky, there would be another one in the world. He finally understood why Wangshu fell into the trap and why he was weak.
Just the whereabouts of the brothers' corpses made Wangshu risk his enmity with Beidou, the largest force in the Three Realms, to save him several times, let alone a living brother.
Therefore, it is normal for someone to be calculated and injured.
Jiang Shan waved his hand, carefully took out the Golden Crow hidden at the bottom of the spring, and then put it into the wishful bag. Then he picked up Wangshu, pulled out a stick, dispersed the surrounding fog, and sank the entire island forcefully.
Emperor Huan, Lord Yisuan Xing, and Lord Pojun Xing looked horrified when they saw this, full of disbelief. They couldn't believe that Jiang Shan could break out of the encirclement.
The mixed iron rod in Jiang Shan's hand suddenly became larger and more powerful, and he hit the three Huan Emperors violently. The three Huan Emperors were shocked and the Huan Emperor fled hastily. Bing, with a Ruyi wave, dodged away, then tore apart the space and fled directly. Only Pojun Xingjun was left who could not react in time and was killed by Jiang Shan on the spot.
After defeating Lord Po Junxing, Jiang Shan looked at Wang Shu who was weak in his arms and ignored the pursuit. He hugged Wang Shu and hurried back to Wu Zhong County.
Wangshu was unexpectedly weak, as if he had consumed too much mana. He lay weakly in Jiang Shan's arms, with a peaceful expression and a delicate and beautiful profile. Anyone who saw this scene would involuntarily think of depravity. These five words come from fairy.
Jiang Shan was naturally no exception. He hugged Wangshu tighter, then entered the Wuzhong County Mansion, laid Wangshu on the bed, and tried his best to treat him.
But this time, Wang Shu's injury was far beyond his imagination, and his essence was so depleted that he fell into a state of decline. Jiang Shan was shocked and kept asking people to search for elixirs for treatment, and he was always helping Wang Shu in front of the bed.
But when one has reached the level of Wang Shu, it is not easy to get injured, and once injured, it is not easy to recover. Even though Jiang Shan has great magical powers, he still cannot easily cure Wang Shu. However, while he is worried, Jiang Shan vaguely feels that he is still a little happy, because Wang Shu Shu was injured, so he could be so close to Wang Shu, and even had some intimate physical contact. Those who didn't know must have thought they were husband and wife.
The relationship between Jiang Shan and Wang Shu also developed by leaps and bounds in such an environment. From the beginning, they only talked about the Three Realms, and then gradually began to talk about hobbies, the sun, the moon and the stars, listening to the wind in the forest, watching the rain under the eaves, and looking at the mountains. Ding Zhixue, gradually, the relationship between the two people became closer and closer, and they naturally cuddled together.
One night, the sky was dark and the moon was rising high, but Jiang Shan did not leave Wangshu's room, but stayed there tacitly.
That day, both Jiang Shan and Wang Shu drank some wine. The wine was mellow and the moonlight was clear. At that moment, Jiang Shan felt that he was about to make a mistake.
The moonlight was beautiful. Wangshu pressed Jiang Shan under him, and his black hair poured down like a waterfall. It seemed to be glowing under the moonlight. The light blue dress disappeared without knowing when, revealing a perfect jade body. , a slender snow-white neck, as delicate as a glowing collarbone, and the downward arc becomes even fuller...
Jiang Shan was stunned. This scene was beautiful, but he didn't dare to think about it in his dreams. It just seemed unreal to him when it happened in front of him.
To be precise, he had felt unreal since he was rescued. Until this moment, the unreal feeling reached its peak.
Jiang Shan suddenly sighed and said, "It's a pity that it's fake."
He sighed in his heart, and the majestic power was released. The next moment, everything in front of him dissipated, disappearing like bubbles, silently.
Looking south to Buzhou, there is a prosperous restaurant.
On the second floor, a middle-aged scribe with an ordinary appearance and somewhat shabby clothes was slowly playing the erhu. At this moment, his brows suddenly wrinkled imperceptibly. Someone actually escaped from the dream, and he was thinking highly of it. In the state of longing, it seems that he has never really been immersed in the dream from the beginning. He has not left the mortal world for a long time, and such a character has appeared in these three realms.
Give me one more hour.
(End of chapter)
