Dream Picking Records

"Why did you lie to me?"

A sad and beautiful figure flew out from the dagger. She was wearing a beautiful wedding dress. The cold voice once again aroused the gloomy wind in the tomb. Feng's pupils dilated as he listened to this familiar voice in disbelief.

"How could it be you! Impossible! Impossible!"

"You are playing tricks on me. I could kill you a thousand years ago, and now I can kill you again!" Feng roared loudly, trying to hide the panic in his heart.

"Why did you lie to me?"

She was crying. He didn't understand why the person he loved so much would suddenly kill her, especially at his happiest moment. It was a pity that she never got the truth until her death.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having a rare and special physique. I only interact with you for the purpose of cultivation! You are nothing more than a cauldron of mine!"

Faced with the other party's questioning, Feng became more and more crazy, but his laughter stopped abruptly.

The dagger he had carefully crafted had pierced his heart at some point. Blood spurted out uncontrollably, and although Xiao's resentment could not touch it, it became even more red at this moment.

The body's blood dripped along the wound in his heart, and no matter how hard he tried to save it, it was all in vain.

"good chance!"

The human skin opened its mouth and sucked the gushing blood into its body. His body instantly became full and flesh and blood began to grow. Feng's movements were restricted. He was powerless and could not stop the human skin from plundering his blood.

There was no other way, he roared angrily, and a residual spirit rushed out of Zheng Keshuang's body, trying to escape from the tomb. How could Xiao let him go? In an instant, he appeared in front of his escape route and locked him tightly with open arms.

Her nails continued to grow longer, piercing into his remaining soul bit by bit, and his remaining vitality was visibly fading away.

"I never thought... the tomb I built after faking my death would actually become my grave. I won't accept this!"

"No, you are wrong. I am the Divine Maple. I will go out and create my own legend."

In the fourth tomb chamber, the human skin became swollen and the flesh and blood were regenerated. He swaggered out of the tomb chamber that trapped him.

"It feels so good to be free! But you will be buried in a dark grave."

"Oh, by the way, I also want to thank you guys for helping me get rid of the guy who wanted to usurp my identity. I, Shen Ling Feng, will escort you out right now."

His voice was calm, but the meaning was self-evident. Wang Xiao and the other three looked at each other and immediately joined forces to launch a fierce attack.

Feng's remaining spirit was about to completely dissipate, unable to make a single sound. His eyes were filled with endless resentment and regret. If he had not coveted Xiao's divine body, he would not have been seriously injured and dying, and would not have ended up like this.

Only a trace of his remaining soul was seen burning, and the carefully crafted dagger flew out from the heart of Zheng Keshuang who was lying on the ground, and pierced straight into the back of the human head.

"How ridiculous! You still want to sneak attack me in your current state?"

Renpi stopped the dagger and played with it in his hand. It must be said that it was indeed a magical weapon made by a god, and it was extremely powerful. He also underestimated the obsession of a god for revenge.

It had been stuck in Xiao's heart for a thousand years, and her resentment was even more ferocious than Feng's residual spirit. How could she let go of the divine thoughts generated by the shed skin? Her blood dripped on the dagger, and the human skin cried out inwardly that something was not good, and wanted to withdraw, but it was too late.

The blood turned into a dark red lotus that bloomed, and the sad and beautiful petals wrapped the human skin, and Xiao's resentment flew into it.

"Boom."

With a slight sound, the lotus exploded and turned into light points that filled the entire tomb.

Xiao and Renpi have both disappeared without a trace.

Wei Guo and Yan Cong looked at each other and went straight to Zheng Keshuang, who was still breathing his last breath on the ground. They were planning to transform Zheng Keshuang into the Three Pure Ones!

As soon as they made contact, Wang Xiao and Li Jingyi's attacks followed.

Yan Cong took the initiative to deal with the two of them joining forces and let Wei Guo try to steal the magic.

"No, there is a restriction in my mind. If I force a breakthrough, I will probably die together with him." After Wei Guo's mental invasion, he encountered obstacles as expected and said unwillingly.

"Let's withdraw first."

Yan Cong was decisive. After knowing that there was no hope, he gave up decisively and left the tomb with Wei Guo.

Neither side wanted to get entangled any further, so they stopped fighting.

Wang Xiao wandered around after confirming that the human skin's consciousness had dissipated. Such a powerful technique was right in front of him, and he would regret it for the rest of his life if he couldn't get it. Looking at Zheng Keshuang who was vomiting blood, he suddenly came up with an idea.

"Jingyi, stand further away from me. I'll give it a try. Maybe I can obtain that technique."

"Do you have any idea?"

Li Jingyi was a little confused after hearing this, but decided to stand aside to protect him and keep a close eye on the outside world and Wang Xiao's every move.

Wang Xiao decided to try the same trick he had used on Yang Shuan. His spirit dispersed and stopped within a one-meter radius around him.

"What a strong spirit!"

Li Jingyi was a little confused at first, but after careful feeling, she found that the other party did not have the power fluctuation of the soul, but pure mental power. In the one-meter space of Wang Xiao, she could not even perceive what was happening inside, and was completely controlled by the other party. He was the true god in that "small world".

While she was surprised, Zheng Keshuang sat up straight and actually spoke on his own initiative.

It was a profound scripture, and she could hear it clearly even though she was 'outside'. She knew it was the result of Wang Xiao's manipulation.

After the chanting was over, Wang Xiao lifted the seal on the small world and stood up excitedly.

"Wang Xiao, what is your method?" Li Jingyi asked, unable to suppress her curiosity.

"What I have realized at the ninth level of Guiyuan is not yet mature."

“Could it be the path to seek the truth?”

"Ah."

Wang Xiao nodded, and Li Jingyi looked like she had just heard a dream story, with a look of disbelief on her face. After all, this was a legendary road, and even with her temperament, she had to slow down for a while.

"We'd better leave quickly in case anything unexpected happens."

Wang Xiao's face turned slightly red when he saw her looking at him. He burned Zheng Keshuang's body and then took away the dagger.

When they left the tomb, it was quiet outside.

They had to thank Yan Cong and Wei Guo for this, because when they came out, they happened to run into the people from Xueyue City. The soul lamp of the master was extinguished, and there were only two of them here. They thought that it was the trap set by the two that harmed their master, so they swarmed to chase and intercept them.

Yan Cong and Wei Guo were not easy to deal with. When they were being chased, they shook off the other party and went around to their base camp to set several fires, paying special attention to the Zheng family. They sneaked in and were obsessed with the magic of "One Qi into Three Pure Ones". Unfortunately, except for Zheng Keshuang, no one else had even heard of the name.