Dream Picking Records

Qiu Tieniu's palm, which was bigger than a basin, quickly slapped at Wang Xiao. He just blocked his left hand when the opponent's right hand followed. Fortunately, he had seen the opponent's speed and knew that Qiu Tieniu's agility was not proportional to his size.

Wang Xiao stretched out his arms and held up his two big hands, making it difficult for him to move forward.

Qiu Tieniu's arms were bulging with veins. He used up all his strength to hold on for a long time but still failed to achieve success.

Suddenly, a black light flashed on his head, and he headbutted Wang Xiao between his palms with a force as powerful as a thousand pounds!

Seeing this, Wang Xiao tilted his neck back and rushed forward again.

With a bang, Qiu Tieniu loosened his hands and sat down on the ground, stars in his eyes and in a daze.

Wang Xiao touched his forehead and found nothing serious. He put some strength on his feet and raised his fist in the air to hit, but Qiu Tieniu waved his hand quickly.

"No more fighting, no more fighting. Brother Murong is worthy of the title of Overlord. Tie Niu is convinced!"

Seeing him stop, Qiu Tieniu curiously stretched out his big hand and wanted to pinch his body.

"What is your body made of, brother? Could it be a powerful monster?"

Wang Xiao pushed his palm away and gave him a cold look, saying, "You are the monster."

"Yes, I, Tie Niu, am the bull demon."

As he said this, he shrunk his body and mooed twice. Wang Xiao's eyes went dark. What the hell was going on?

After Qiu Tieniu left the stage, someone else came on soon.

A woman appeared on the scene, and her appearance made the people in the Southern Region gasp.

"The Chaos God Sect, Yan Xinmo!"

The Chaos God Sect was a sect that could almost rival the Nanlin Sword Sect. Their most outstanding feature was their soul cultivation method. Because the conditions and process were too harsh, there were only a few disciples. However, those who had achieved success had soul techniques that were unpredictable and all of them were superior to their peers.

As his name suggests, he is elegant and simple, and doesn't like to talk. He only wears a fitted white shirt, and his long black hair flutters in the wind.

She entered the field and nodded slightly, indicating that the competition could begin.

Given the reaction on the scene, Wang Xiao was quite interested in her.

"I heard that your sect is famous for its Yuanshen method. How about we discuss this?"

Although a hint of doubt flashed across Yan Xinmo's cold eyes, she still nodded in agreement.

Her eyes closed and opened, and all of a sudden a feeling of world destruction came over her.

Some people got too close, and just as they were about to run, they were affected by the aftermath, causing their heads to feel dizzy and their spiritual energy to stagnate without being mobilized.

The real owner, Wang Xiao, only felt a brief blank in his brain, and then a huge wave inexplicably rose up to swallow him.

Fortunately, his soul was strong enough and had the fire nature of the Pure Heavenly Flame, so the huge waves evaporated with a sizzling sound when they came into contact with it.

"Chaos God."

The indifferent voice sounded again, and Wang Xiao's soul space seemed to have countless spells, trying to awaken the "magazine" in his soul to disrupt his thoughts.

However, his soul had been roasted by the Pure Heavenly Flame for a long time, and almost all the impurities in his soul had been completely refined. So this move was fatal to others, but it had almost no effect on him.

"what?"

Yan Xinmo also noticed something strange. His usually effective killing moves actually didn't work. How pure could the opponent's soul be?

Before she could be surprised, Wang Xiao opened his eyes and looked at her. It was his turn to launch a counterattack.

Coincidentally, two rays of divine light swept out from the foreheads of the two men at the same time and disappeared silently in the middle.

The invisible fluctuations made the battlefield between the two people emptier again.

"Taiping Shenyu!"

After the divine light came into contact, the two men's spirits exclaimed at the same time, and each knew what technique the other was performing.

To outsiders, Murong Ba Wang, who appeared out of nowhere, was even more exaggerated.

He actually knows the unique skills of the Chaos God Sect! He is indeed the legendary Murong family!

Wang Xiao found the fragments in the Great Xia Palace, and Yan Xinmo learned from the Chaos God Sect. Unfortunately, they are all fragments and incomplete.

Wang Xiao was very excited. He loved it when he first saw it and was eager to find more. Now he finally found it! So he stopped and wanted to communicate with Yan in his heart.

"that……"

"that……"

Coincidentally, the two souls spoke at the same time.

"Friend Yan speaks first."

"I would like to discuss with you about exchanging the Taiping Divine Imperial Palace with you. What do you think?"

"Right on my mind!"

So the two of them exchanged their experiences in magic under the eyes of everyone.

When everyone saw them standing there, they thought they were planning some shocking attack, so they moved back tacitly.

What they saw was a scene that shattered their minds.

Yan Xinmo actually smiled at Murong Bawang, which was rare, and then turned around and left, once again becoming the cold and aloof senior sister of the Luanshen Sect.

On the other side, Murong Bawang smiled particularly brightly.

Not to mention the fellow disciples of the Luanshen Sect, all the other men who admired Yan Xinmo were going crazy.

"Zuo Ciming from the Tianshi Sect has come to learn from you!"

Wang Xiao was immersed in the joy of obtaining the fragments, and did not see Yan Xinmo's smile at all. Seeing him flying over with murderous intent, he thought that the fake Murong Overlord had done something inhumane to him.

Wang Xiao dodged his attacks several times and was about to ask him when he spoke himself.

"You stole the person I love the most, I'm going to kill you!"

"I'm going, what's going on?"

Wang Xiao saw that many people around him had the same attitude, and couldn't help but curse inwardly. This fake Murong Overlord is too wicked, one is not enough, has he snatched away everyone's love object?

He is not the kind of person who would take the blame for others, and if he keeps running away, it would tarnish the reputation of the Qitian Taoist sect.

He took out a black brick and slapped Zuo Ciming's spear away. After controlling the opponent with a Wanxiang Moshang, he slipped behind him and hit him with a black brick.

One Zuo Ciming fell, but thousands of Zuo Ciming stood up! If it weren't for the sake of face, they would definitely let Wang Xiao fight all of them alone.

Wang Xiao took the trouble to knock down all the 'Zuo Ciming' who came one after another, and 'asked' them to calm down.

"The Taoist priest's slapping movements are becoming more and more skillful."

"Yeah, Wanxiang Moshang looks more authentic."

"I think his swordsmanship is better than yours."

Compared to others who felt a chill on the back of their heads, the three bandits on the mountain were watching with great interest. Han Mouren and Ji Budde also started joking with each other.

Murong Bawang's ruthless use of bricks really intimidated the Southern Region elements who were surrounding the area, as well as the Western Region spectators who came over to watch the battle.

Except for Yan Xinmo, the most powerful group of people were defeated by him, and the rest of them also lost the courage to fight again.

"What should we do? Should we go back to the Southern Region and ask Cen Daozi and the others to leave the mountain?"

"It's difficult. They are probably busy practicing and preparing for the Five Realms Grand Event in the near future. I'm afraid they don't have the energy to care about these little things!"

"But we are really frustrated. We didn't expect that we would be beaten up after we took the initiative to attack the people in front of the mountain gate..."

"Why are you feeling aggrieved? You weren't beaten. Ouch, it hurts so much!" A 'Zuo Ciming' complained while touching the back of his head.

In the end, the large army that came in such a hurry returned in defeat. Originally, the people of the Western Regions were reflecting on their own defeat, but now it seems that it was not that they were too weak, but that some people were too abnormal.

Faced with a bandit tyrant whose body, soul, and magic skills were all top-notch, they really had no way to deal with it.

While they were having a headache, the small group of bandits had already started roasting meat to celebrate the great victory of the first battle of the Qitian Taoist Alliance and the second battle of the Qitian Taoist Sect!

Wang Xiao and Wang Xiaoyu ate the food with relish, while Han Mouren and Ji Budde only tasted it briefly. Although the taste was tempting, as practitioners, most of them would give up their appetite first. That's why they said they wanted to practice after eating two bites.

This is when Teacher Wang is needed to enlighten them.

"My two fellow Taoists, if you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to practice? How can you train a strong body and spirit? If you don't face your desires, how can you overcome them? Remember, I eat, therefore I am strong!"

After his persuasion, the two men returned to their original position, picked up the animal legs and said silently: "I eat, so I am strong!"

At night, Wang Xiao was sitting cross-legged on the top of a mountain digesting his food when the strange figure appeared again.

"Murong Hanhai, why are you here again? Aren't you afraid that I will report you to the clan?"

Hearing the rebuke in his words, Murong Hanhai hurriedly apologized.

"Sir Saint! Your performance today has truly brought great honor to the Murong family. I admire you so much that it is like a surging river!"

"If you just admire me, I will destroy you first on behalf of the clan's law enforcement!"

Wang Xiao raised his hand as he spoke, with an iron-faced and impartial demeanor.

"No, no, no, Master Saint! Our branch received a secret report a few days ago confirming your identity, proving that I was not mistaken. Han Hai is here today to say hello to you on behalf of our branch! I wonder when you will be free to come?"

Wang Xiao thought to himself that this was not good. "Not to mention how to hide in their branch nest, if I go with him, won't I be exposed if I can't use the Shadow Stealth Skill?"

So he sat upright and said in a commanding tone: "Murong Hanhai, please say hello to the tribesmen on my behalf. I still have things to deal with. I will go there in person after I finish them."

"In that case, Han Hai will first convey your intentions to the clan. Holy Son, take your leave!"

After saying this, he disappeared like a ghost. Perhaps he was a little too proud of himself after completing the commission from the clan, and the noise he made when he used his magical powers was a little louder.

Wang Xiao deliberately concentrated his attention and stared intently at the fluctuations of spiritual energy when he disappeared, trying to imitate this magical skill of hiding and escaping.

But the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed, very similar to a certain fluctuation he had encountered before.