A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 462 Who is that?Where does the distant light come from?
In the Hall of Dream Death, goodbye to the Hall of Wind Wheels.

Behind the old Xuantou, an old man in white on the canoe unexpectedly appeared.But who the old man in white was, Su Mo had no idea at all.

He could only be sure that the old man in white was not a monk of the Three Realms, but a great power of Yizang.It's a pity that the old man is both real and illusory, seemingly alive and dead, and Su Mo can't comprehend it at all.

wow——

The mirror image on the wall suddenly changed.The water vortex swirled, and the white boat on the sea disappeared in an instant.At that moment, Su Mo lost his mind for a moment.

Fortunately, he regained his sanity in an instant.

This is the Palace of Dreams and Death, not the Palace of Wind Wheels, let alone above the sea.Otherwise, his consciousness is very likely to be sucked into the vortex of the sea.

Su Mo let out a long breath.

At this time, everything on the third wall disappeared instantly.Fog, covering everything again.

Four to three, and the last wall is still missing.

Su Mo turned around and walked slowly towards the wall.

"Don't! Don't!" However, at this moment, a monk under the white jade pillar next to him suddenly flew up.It was a middle-aged monk who was Dzogchen in the late stage of the divine catastrophe.

His eyes were open and he looked terrified.

However, he held a fairy sword in his hand.That monk should be in the illusion.However, that sword pierced Su Mo's fairy heart.

"Huh?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows.

Although this attack was very sudden, Su Mo certainly wouldn't take a late-stage God Tribulation seriously.He didn't even move his body.

Today's Su Mo can at least use hundreds of spells to put this monk to death.

call--

Su Mo used the simplest and direct way.

Undead coercion dispersed.

The cultivator was fixed in the void even with his sword.At the same time, Su Mo's eyes were slightly darkened.He stared at the middle-aged monk intently.

The light in Su Mo's eyes seemed to penetrate the monk's eyes.

"Soul capture!"

Su Mo gave a soft drink.These are all spells from the Three Realms, so of course Su Mo can do them at his fingertips.In an instant, Su Mo entered the world of that god-robbed monk.

But in the world of the monks who robbed the gods, there was a black demon standing at Su Mo's position.It is called a black demon because in the eyes of this cultivator, Su Mo has become a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

Oh?
Su Mo's heart skipped a beat, the illusion of the Palace of Dreams and Death is interesting.Moved by the heart, made by the scene.He himself had just passed here, and he had become a monster in the eyes of this god-robbed monk.

Moreover, judging from his shout just now, he has been frightened.Su Mo glanced around with the eyes of the cultivator of the god robbery, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Because, there are one hundred and eight pillars in the monk's eyes, but the pillars are all black.However, the monk under the pillar was exactly the same as what Su Mo had seen.

Su Mo even saw Ye Cansheng, Yu Wuji, and Li Ziliang.They sat under the black stone pillars, safe and sound.However, Su Mo suddenly saw another monk begin to change.

Where he was cross-legged, his body gradually turned black.

Then, his face also began to change, with long hair, fangs, and finally a mountain-like figure.However, the expression on that monk's face was extremely hideous.

He is in pain.

boom--

In the end, the cultivator suddenly exploded and turned into blood mist.The monk who was taken by Su Mo instinctively raised his hand to prevent himself from being affected.

In fact, all this was not enough to shock Su Mo.

What shocked Su Mo was that the monk turned out to be the last monk he saw just now who had gone mad and disappeared.Just now, Su Mo clearly saw him being swallowed by the mist.

However, he is still in this world of monks who have been robbed of God, and the way of disappearing is also different.

Is it a jet lag?Still, the overlap of each other's worlds.

Su Mo was a little puzzled.

Because, a thought suddenly arises in his heart—is everything he sees true?For example, are there really white pillars in the Palace of Dream Death?Does the surrounding fog really exist?
At that moment, Su Mo couldn't help but gasped.

Perhaps, he was already in the illusion, but he didn't know it?

Thinking of this, Su Mo's mind moved, and he had already accepted the method of dementia.His consciousness immediately withdrew from the body of the cultivator.

"what--"

Look again, the cultivator of God Tribulation struggled and screamed, Su Mo didn't know what he saw again.However, the monk began to crawl on the ground, and then twitched violently.

There seemed to be countless bugs in his body.He curled up, screamed, and finally turned into a pool of pus and blood, and was covered by mist.

Su Mo watched everything calmly, without saying a word.

Because, at this moment, he couldn't decide whether what he saw was an illusion or a real existence.

Taking a deep breath, Su Mo still ran to the fourth wall.

All sides are complete, or he will be able to walk out of the Dream of Death Palace.

Su Mo was careful when walking past each white jade pillar.Fortunately, the journey went smoothly, and Su Mo never encountered the situation just now.

The fourth wall was as brilliant as a mirror, with a faint blue light on it.

Before Su Mo stood on this wall, there was nothing here.However, when Su Mo stood here, the wall seemed to be calm and the surface of the lake suddenly swayed slightly.

In nothingness, a ray of light rises!It was a gray light!

The air of chaos!

Su Mo frowned slightly.Because, a distant and familiar feeling is spreading.

Before heaven and earth, Mr. Roulette.

In the chaos, a magical power appeared first.As for where the power came from, Su Mo didn't know.Chaos evolves, and roulette gradually becomes.

On both sides of the roulette, there is a creature on each side - the sea and the nether world.

Su Mo frowned and looked at everything.

Here, do you want to repeat your own memory?

However, no.

The roulette was formed, and the two monks in green and black stood with their backs facing each other.That was the posture of the sea and the nether world.They were made of one, but with their backs to their backs.

They are on opposite ends of the roulette wheel.

Boom—click—

Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the roulette scattered.

Su Mo's heart trembled slightly.It was an uncontrollable vibration of the soul.And this tremor might have betrayed Su Mo's soul.

Mu Jinghong, Wen Muran, Lao Xuantou, etc., all failed to make Su Mo's heart tremble slightly.

Because, Su Mo knew that everything was an illusion.

Therefore, he maintained a detached calm.

However, at the moment when the causal roulette shattered.Even though Su Mo knew it was an illusion, he still couldn't control himself completely.Su Mo has his weakness.

Huh—wow—

A black hole suddenly appeared on the wall, and there was a sound echoing, just like the vortex of the sea just now.However, in Su Mo's eyes, the black hole was expanding infinitely.

It seemed to fill his entire field of vision.

Heavy breathing!

Seemingly coming from a distant place, a faint light crawled to Su Mo's body through the darkness with great difficulty.In that light, there was a figure in Tsing Yi sitting cross-legged, but his hair was as white as snow.

Beside him, there seemed to be a nun sitting cross-legged.However, Su Mo could only see a silhouette, and he didn't know who it was.

Where is that, where?
That doesn't belong to the memory in Su Mo Three Realms.

Exhale - inhale - exhale -

With the sound of breathing, the light flickers on and off.The two figures were about to scatter.Su Mo suddenly felt that the rhythm of his breathing was exactly the same as that breathing without knowing it.

boom--

Su Mo's mind suddenly became chaotic.

At the last moment, Su Mo knew that he was still under the illusion.

(End of this chapter)