Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 34 Live life?Ah!

Sima Sanniang and Zhuge Liuyun walked out of Bingxin Cottage quickly, and saw Yang Jiao standing outside calmly, talking and laughing.

Behind him are the four sages of the Demon Palace.

"Monarch, what are you doing here?"

Zhuge Liuyun looked at Yang Jiao with a little nervousness, and he could only feel deeply when he was close to the Yinyue Demon Lord. His sense of oppression, which was condensed and never dispersed, like a bottomless abyss, was really too strong.

"This sage is here to capitalize on the enemy."

"You insects are really useless. More than half a year has passed without any progress."

"When will I be able to see Dacheng's mysterious secret formula?"

On the day when the Heavenly Demon charged the Seven Evil Spirits, Yang Jiao's main purpose was to lead the Yinyue Dynasty to dominate the world, to see if he could gain the power of the world's origin through the Dao of Heaven.

It is to use life and death as a source of merit, supplemented by the endless resentment of the demon star, and strive to have the strength beyond the limit of this world.

As for why he dared to make such a fuss, it was also because even if he died because of this, he could return to the main world with his current strength.

In the end, he didn't expect them to be so disappointing, so how could he improve his strength again faster and stronger.

Thinking of this group of people being so wasteful, Yang Jiao's eyes could not help showing a piercing chill.

"Xuanxin Zhengzong has now all gone to their ancestors to apologize."

"If you don't work harder, I'm afraid that as soon as they walk, you will have to follow up."

"what?!"

Sima Sanniang and Zhuge Liuyun stared at Yang Jiao with unbelievable eyes.

Among them, Zhuge Liuyun said angrily:

"How dare you do such a ruthless hand, these are human lives!"

"What? You want to do it with me!"

Yang Jiao caught a glimpse of Zhuge Liuyun's rattling fist.

"If anger could be exchanged for victory, then there would have been no such thing as failure in this world."

"Living lives are dying in your hands, and you can be so indifferent."

Zhuge Liuyun's face turned red and he became even more angry.

"Fresh life? Heh!"

Yang Jiao was extremely indifferent, with a condescending and preaching attitude, he said with a smile:
"In the eyes of the strong, there is no place for the weak, let alone compassion and love for the weak.

Immediately, Zhuge Liuyun's eyes were bloodshot, he couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to strike.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing that Zhuge Liuyun had offended his sage in such a way, the evil dragon immediately drew his sword and said angrily:

"Xuanxin Zhengzong's fate is fate, so my Yinyue Dynasty's fate is not fate!"

"Do you know that over the years, how many members of my Yinyue Dynasty have lost their lives at the hands of Xuanxin Zhengzong?"

"Nowadays, this is called the law of heaven, and the retribution is not good."

Then, it seems that because of the blackness of those who are close to the ink, Shura decisively made up the knife:

"Or it can be said that the way of heaven favors reincarnation, and the sky will spare no one."

Sima Sanniang saw that Zhuge Liuyun's words were poor and didn't know what to say.

He first pressed Zhuge Liuyun beside him, and then asked Yang Jiao:

"Mojun, we have already parted ways with Xuanxin Zhengzong, and we have nothing to do with each other, why are you here now, showing off your might?

"My sage said that I came here for the enemy. If Yan Hongye can't cure her madness today."

Yang Jiao's icy dark light flickered in his eyes, and he said chilling words in a playful tone:

"You may still be able to keep up with Jin Guang's footsteps, chatting about how to meet Xuanxin's authentic patriarch."

In the back room of Bing Xin Thatched Cottage, Yan Hongye frowned slightly, watching Yang Jiao and his party walking towards them.

"The Lord of the Seven Nights."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Jiao flicked her fingers, and Yan Hongye fainted immediately.

"Red leaves!"

Sima Sanniang dodged to support Yan Hongye who was about to fall to the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense, Zhuge Liuyun lulls people into dreams."

Yang Jiao ignored the two annoyed eyes and asked the four sages of the Demon Palace to protect him, sitting on a chair.

Without much hesitation, Zhuge Liuyun also found a chair and closed his eyes intently.

in a trance.

Yang Jiao came to an empty town, looked at the familiar streets, and immediately understood that this was Nanguo Town.

Wei Wei perceives the environment she is in now, and a sense of emptiness floats in her heart.

I couldn't help but ponder in my heart, because Zhuge Liuyun is the son of a demon, so he can enter other people's dreams at will when he awakens, and has the talent similar to Nankey Yimeng.

It looks very interesting, although it has no special help for actual combat.

But as for the auxiliary ability, do you know whether you can cultivate it in your dream and act on your real body.

Or you can try your extremely dangerous skills and stunts without hurting your real body.

Or imagine one by one to sharpen one's own cultivation skills and tools, and increase one's own various practical experience.

As his thoughts continued to flow, Yang Jiao couldn't help but think, as expected, mixed blood is always a generation with amazing bones and extraordinary talents.

Thinking about it, Zhuge Liuyun's ability to enter the dream must be the mother who inherited himself as a demon.

I don't know if it can be deciphered and used by him.

Suddenly, just as Yang Jiao stopped and went, exploring the dream world.

He saw two Yan Hongye, one with black hair and one with white hair, facing each other.

I saw Sima Sanniang standing beside the black-haired red leaf, and Zhuge Liuyun standing beside the white-haired red leaf.

Both of them seemed to be trying to persuade Yan Hongye beside him.

"Yan!"

Two bright sword lights swiftly and fiercely slashed at the two Yan Hongye's bodies.

"The Lord of the Seven Nights."

The white-haired Hongye and the black-haired Hongye were chopped off three feet away, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths. Looking at Yang Jiao in the distance, they said in unison.

"Red leaves."

Sima Sanniang looked nervously at the black-haired Hongye, and asked Zhuge Liuyun anxiously:

"Liu Yun, what's the matter with your dream ability, you can get hurt even in your dreams? And can you control this dream and stop the Seven Nights Demon Lord?"

"Master, I just had this ability. I was threatened by the Seven Nights Demon Lord before, so I had the idea of ​​giving it a try. I didn't expect to really pull everyone into a dream. As for control"

Zhuge Liuyun's tone was self-evident when he said this, at this moment he was also at a loss, let alone wanting to control the dream, even leaving the dream, he had to fumble for a while.

"Yan Hongye, my sage's Heaven-Slashing Swordsmanship can slash his soul and take his soul without hurting his body."

"If I really kill you in this dream, I'm afraid you will only have a living body left."

"In the end, it was reduced to a situation where it was impossible to survive, and it was impossible to die."

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a low voice:

"If you don't become one again, don't call me, I'm not predicting."

After hearing this, the black-haired Hongye couldn't help showing a look of hesitation and hesitation on his face, while the white-haired Hongye was very decisive and full of action.

So, coldly said to the black-haired Hongye:

"If you really end up in a situation where life is worse than death, I'd rather die completely, and you don't want Sima Sanniang to watch you become a living dead, right?"

"So what?" the black-haired Hongye couldn't help asking.

"Fight hard, it is better to die if you don't fight hard, if you fight hard, maybe there is still a glimmer of life."

Not long after, the white-haired Hongye and the black-haired Hongye chanted the mantra together in a heart-to-heart connection, and jointly performed the opening gesture of the mysterious secret formula.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and while waving his hands, two sharp and unparalleled sword lights suddenly appeared in the void, heading straight for Yan Hongye.

Between the lightning and the flint, the figures of two Yan Hongye erupted into a scene of golden light and red light intersecting each other.

But Jian Guang suddenly entered the golden-red light cluster, like a cow entering a sea of ​​mud.

After three breaths, the light cluster dissipated, only a figure with white hair and red leaves appeared.

(End of this chapter)