Dream Picking Records

Yan Sang's state was obviously not right, he was in a daze, and his consciousness was intermittent. His eyes were one black and one red, and the spiritual energy overflowing from his body was abnormally manic, but his strength was unquestionable.

"Yin Yang into God!"

With a deep roar, his body turned half black and half red. At this moment, he looked like a god or demon appearing in the world, exuding a fanatical desire to fight.

"interesting."

His state aroused Wang Xiao's desire to fight, and he was very interested in Yan Sang's temperament that was both a god and a demon.

Wang Xiao took a step forward, and blood and energy spread in all directions like an ocean. The battle between the two was about to break out.

Yan Sang's body was surrounded by divine and demonic power, and most of Wang Xiao's fist was swallowed up by that power when it hit him.

"Oh, I don't believe it!"

After fifty rounds, Wang Xiao's stubborn temper came out, and the opponent's aura had only subsided by less than half.

But in the eyes of others, it was not the case. The famous Crazy Yan was a half-god, half-demon. In their impression, no one had ever fought Yan Sang for thirty rounds without his body being damaged. Not only had the person on the ring fought for a long time, but he even had the upper hand.

Although Yan Sang was a battle maniac and a little crazy, he recognized the current situation when he was sober. His Yin Yang Divine would be broken up by the opponent sooner or later if he continued to fight like this. Now he was sober, and the divine light around him suppressed the devilish nature.

"God's Finger!"

A ten-meter-thick red finger engraved with runes instantly pierced through the void. Wang Xiao swung the Sun and hammered at the finger. Suddenly, the red finger began to release a thick demonic energy, both divine and demonic, both good and evil. The two conflicting forces combined together, and the power of the giant finger instantly increased by more than double.

Wang Xiao observed his spiritual energy release and tried to merge the yin and yang again. Wang Xiao knew that there was something wrong with his method, otherwise it would not have become what it is now, but there is a part worth learning from.

Wang Xiao held the sun in his palm, adding a touch of harmony. When his fists and fingers intersected, they collided and created dense cracks in the space.

"I think as the two forces blend more harmoniously, their power will become even stronger!"

Wang Xiao was secretly delighted and looked forward to the day when they would merge perfectly in the future.

"The devil comes to the world!"

Yan Sang's eyes turned pure black, and the demonic energy on his body surged up to the sky. In the demonic fog, the vision and consciousness of outsiders would be suppressed. However, his eyes emitted a special light, ready to hunt in the dark.

Yan Sang exerted force on his feet, and his speed increased a lot. His fingers slid towards the throat of the prey like a sharp blade. Wang Xiao was unable to sense it in time, and he narrowly avoided it.

Yan Sang retreated after one attack and immediately hid in the darkness. With the help of the magic fog, his chances of hunting were higher.

Wang Xiao couldn't help but wonder what was going on with Yan Sang. Why was he so smart when he turned into a demon and didn't fight him head-on?

It was pitch black in his field of vision, and his spiritual sense could only sense things within ten meters, which was why he was almost successfully ambushed by Yan Sang.

If it weren't for his incredibly powerful soul, he would have been in trouble.

After calming down, he quickly came up with a strategy to deal with the situation.

"The flower of space breaks delusion."

Wang Xiao's eyes showed a three-petal white flower with mysterious runes flowing on it. When he looked over, Yan Sang's figure was nowhere to hide. He had just prepared his attack when Wang Xiao's figure appeared behind him under the effect of the Hidden Shadow Divine Art.

"what?"

The audience could not see what happened. They only heard a bang and Yan Sang flew out of the magic mist and fell off the stage. The magic mist on the stage dissipated as he fainted.

"Humph, what a waste!"

The teacup in Pan Chengfeng's hand shattered again. Unexpectedly, Yan Sang, who was used to prevent accidents, was also defeated.

Not long after, Zhang Shuangquan, who was fighting against Ji De, was also defeated.

"They're all trash!"

Pan Chengfeng was angrier than ever before. He tried harder but found there was no cup in his hand.

"Sir, we still have one person on our side, so don't get too angry."

"Hmph, do I still need you to teach me?"

Pan Chengfeng stared at the only remaining hope on the ring, praying that no accidents would happen.

However, things never go as planned. A young man with murderous and Buddhist spirit within him descended onto the stage that carried hope.

"I... shouldn't be too late, right?"

"White pig?" Wang Xiao was very excited.

"It's Baishu!" The young man rolled his eyes at him.

Wang Xiao was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he had escaped death!

"Haha, once you get the spot, we won't go home until we're drunk tonight!"

"What a joke! Who do you think I am? If you want to snatch the spot, you have to get past me first!" The man on the Baishu arena had cold eyes and slapped him in the face.

"We'll talk about it later." Bai Zhu said after exchanging palm strikes with the man.

"As you wish, I will send you down immediately." The man pointed to the sky with both hands, and a vast green mountain appeared in his hands and smashed towards Bai Zhu.

"Mountain Seal!"

Bai Zhu just stretched out his palm, and Qingshan flew backwards into the sky.

"It's worthy of being the selection for the Five Regions Event. All kinds of monsters have come out." Everyone gasped and sighed when seeing this scene.

"My body has become stronger by more than one level!" Bai Zhu turned a disaster into a blessing, and Wang Xiao was overjoyed and delighted from the bottom of his heart.

Pan Chengfeng on the other side was so angry that he almost vomited blood. How could a freak suddenly appear and defeat their people? The key point is that these three people seem to know each other.

He glared at the old man next to him, feeling that he was a bit of a pessimist.

"Whoever hasn't played yet, find them and beat them down!"

"Yes!"

The old man's heart trembled and his figure disappeared from the spot.

Next, old monsters whose cultivation was stagnant and the closed disciples of the hermits came on stage one after another, trying to block their quota. The battle made Wang Fushou, Zhu Xile and others tremble with fear.

On the other hand, Wang Xiao enjoyed fighting with these strong men, and with their help he continued to hone his method of Yin and Yang coordination.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiao and his companions had won ten consecutive games on the ring.

"Xianling Yulong, come here to ask for advice."

The woman on the stage was very beautiful, and her jade-white dress was spotless. The most eye-catching thing was the bronze bell on her wrist.

The woman said little, she raised her wrist slightly, and the bell flew out of her arm, trying to suppress Wang Xiao directly.

"Isn't it a bit against the rules to use a mortal-level magical weapon?"

"Magical weapons are also part of strength, do you understand?" someone argued.

"Once the fairy bell comes out, your soul will be annihilated. I don't think you can die!" Pan Chengfeng sat up straight, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

"It's your turn today."

Wang Xiao recognized its grade from the fluctuations and did not dare to be careless. In the blink of an eye, a shiny black spear appeared in his hand.

"Strike an egg against a stone."

Seeing the opponent trying to whip her fairy bell with a long spear that had no movement, Yu Long sneered. However, the next second, the fairy bell made a crisp sound and was whipped back by the opponent.

Everyone was also curious about what material the weapon was made of. Not only was it not damaged, but he also used it as a stick, and directly and roughly knocked the mortal-level magic weapon away.

"Hmph, the fairy bell captures the soul."

The bells rang, sending out a series of sound waves that swept in all directions. The patterns on the ring revived, blocking the sound waves from spreading to the crowd.

The ringing sound is like heavenly music, but it does not make people's ears and eyes clear, it only makes people's souls quiet.

Wang Xiao calmed his mind and concentrated on thinking. He used the divine light of the Taiping God to protect his soul, and the Pure and Good Heavenly Flame to cover the outside to reduce the power of the sound waves.

"I wonder how long you can hold on." Yu Long shouted softly, continuously casting spells to activate the fairy bell.

"This is not a solution."

During the stalemate, Wang Xiao took a step forward, gradually approaching Xian Ling with a black gun in hand.

"What is he going to do?" Yu Long was horrified, because the closer you get, the stronger the power of the sound waves will be, but the other party just slowed down his movements.

Wang Xiao held Dahei tightly in both hands and let out a long roar, smashing the fairy bells so hard that they rang.

Yu Long vomited a large mouthful of blood due to the recoil, and felt dizzy and his body was shaking.

Wang Xiao was not feeling well either, but he suppressed the blood rushing up his throat. Looking at Yu Long who was so close, he was determined not to give her a chance to react, so he quickly slapped her away.