I have a long pupil

Chapter 210 Wiping the Sword and Shocking the World ([-])
The star tree swayed, and Zhang Biao entered the dream world again.

The surroundings became pitch black, and the human-faced leaves of the Xingxi tree looked up, presenting a sea of ​​stars in the dream sky.

"Fighting skills, Tai Sui..."

Zhang Biao resorted to the method of dream divination, and read the relevant information silently in his heart, and the lights and shadows were bright in front of his eyes, and dense dreams gushed out.

His eyes were cold, and he concentrated on checking patiently, looking for anyone with an unusual status.

The method of dream apprehension has limitations, and it would be difficult to perceive it if it is protected by the God's Domain, but at this moment, Yunxia Pass has gathered a large number of people, not all of them are within the scope of the Huo Luo Sect's God's Domain.

Soon, he found someone.

This is a man in the official robe of Yuzhen Mansion. Although he is well dressed, he has wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, which is extremely wretched.

This matter is not surprising. Yuzhen Mansion was first established, and it can be said that there are muds and sands, fish and dragons mixed up, everyone is collected in it, and many of them are former green forest thieves.

Sure enough, the eyes of spiritual vision found out that this person was called Pu Jiu, who was originally a thief who traveled all over the world, and by chance, he could drive Jingmei to work in Yuzhen Mansion.

He didn't have any great skills, but he was alert and good at sensing danger, so he was sent to transport luggage, and he was stationed on the mountain road on the Luzhou side of Yunxia Pass at the moment.

This person is now having a dream, dreaming of sneaking into the palace and fooling around with those concubines...

Zhang Biao was a little speechless, but his movements were not slow. He stared at the dream, squeezed the formula, and murmured.

Swish!
With a leap, he actually appeared directly in his dream.

Birch studies the dream world with four methods. Although he often uses "Dream Divination" and "Nightmare Curse", it does not mean that the other two are useless.

The technique of entering a dream can make oneself fall into a dream, and it can also make others fall asleep and sneak into their dreams.

And the art of illusion is to weave dreams.

Every dream is similar to God's Domain, controlled by the dreamer. The moment Zhang Biao entered, Pu Jiu discovered it.

"Who?!"

Pu Jiu was startled, nervously waiting and watching.

At the same time, the dream began to distort. This was an instinctive defense. If it weren't for this, most people would be corrupted by the evil nightmare.

Zhang Biao did not panic, strode out, and used the magic of illusion, turning into the appearance of Zhao Mian wearing a dragon robe, with a majestic and murderous look on his face, and angrily said: "Bold Pu Jiu!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

Pu Jiu trembled all over, and knelt down on the ground with a plop, completely unaware that the beams and pillars of the palace in the dream began to deform.

After a lot of coercion and temptation, Zhang Biao gradually opened up his psychological defenses, and then he used the magic formula to use the enchantment technique.

"It's okay to spare your life, I want you to do something..."

"Your Majesty, please order."

"When you are fighting, eradicate the rebellion for me..."

After some psychological hints, Zhang Biao withdrew from the dream.

At the same time, on the mountain road outside Yunxia Pass, a long convoy formed one. Some of the soldiers responsible for the transportation lit bonfires, while others were wrapped in blankets, snoring constantly.

"call--!"

Panting heavily, Pu Jiu woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, and looked around in panic.

"Brother Pu, what's the matter?"

The colleagues from Yuzhen Mansion next to him hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing, I had a nightmare..."

After Pu Jiu sat down, his eyes were a little confused.

He involuntarily looked at the surrounding vehicles, and all kinds of aromas came out from them, all of which were spices and wood used in the great sacrifice of the Huro Cult.

He seems to remember that these things are very important and what he wants to do, but he can't remember...

On the altar of Qingfengzhai, Zhang Biao was still in a dream.

He had hinted to Pu Jiu that on the day of the fight, firewood and spices would be ignited to create chaos.

But this is far from enough.

A little chaos, cannot be a fatal blow.

Thinking of this, he continued to check the dream, found the leader of the Huotou army and hinted at poisoning, found the groom in charge of feeding the spirit beast, hinted at throwing crotons...

Relying on the method of entering dreams, Zhang Biao is like a devil in a dream, laying mines in various areas, waiting to be detonated on the day of the battle.

Perhaps, some people are just unknown, but the matter of life and death, Zhang Biao has no kindness in his heart.

The day these people came to Yunxia Pass, they were destined to stand against him. If they failed in the battle, they would not be a bit soft-hearted when they slaughtered the women and children in Qingfeng Village.

Before I knew it, it was midnight.

Although Zhang Biao was like ghosts and gods to these people, he was a little tired after using the magic of dreaming dreams continuously, so he decided to stop temporarily.

However, a dream that suddenly appeared caught his attention.

It was a mass grave, and a huge coffin was docked in the mud, and the coffin was banging. An old man in black robe wanted to escape, but he couldn't get away from the coffin no matter what.

The eyes of spiritual vision checked, this person is Gu Huaide, originally a Mr. Yin and Yang from Luzhou, after recovering his spiritual energy, he got half of his ancestor's method of raising corpses, and he is domineering in the countryside.

Daliang's army entered Luzhou. In order to save his life, this man went to Yuzhen Mansion and was assigned to guard the coffin of the ghoul He Lianzhao...

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Before I knew it, the sky was getting brighter.

At this time, the altar can be seen more clearly. It is entangled with the roots of the willow tree, and wooden frames are built around it for reinforcement.

It looks simple, but its power is not small.

Liu Ling was originally the mountain god of this side, controlling the aura of the earth veins, and through the roots, Zhang Biao could mobilize the aura of the surrounding earth veins.

As for the bronze altar of the ancient ancestors, it is the last insurance. If the seventh-rank clone of the God of Borneo comes and is difficult to resist, he will introduce it into the Remnant Dream Realm.

Of course, this move is extremely dangerous, unless it is a last resort, I will not use it, so as not to attract some terrible things...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao slowly got up.

Everything around the ten-foot-high altar was covered in thick fog and there was a strong wind howling, but Zhang Biao could see clearly when he looked down.

The entire Qingfeng Village is busy.

Those two strange birds have been re-tamed, and they are carrying the disciples of Tiandimen to fly to Lushan City to inquire about news.

Wu Tiexiong, Yu Kui and others were also busy, chiseling wood and iron to make a siege crossbow, which was placed in the four sides of the cottage.

After interrogating Zhou Dalang, he already knew that the strange bird was called the ghost-headed crow, occupied a mountain range, and ate people in groups.

When Daliang marched into Luzhou, he surrendered it. In other words, Daliang now has dozens of air forces.

It may not be possible to rely on the giant crossbow alone, but with the help of Liu Ling, you can take advantage of the home court by spreading the fog and blowing the wind.

Of course, Liu Ling is also busy.

At this time, Yu Ziqing was naked in the temple, covered in spices all over his body, his eyes were turned white, and he was in a state of madness, dancing with hands and feet, and whispering in his mouth.Countless wicker rattled and swayed, and the wind howled.

No movement can be seen in reality, but Zhang Biao, through the Nuo Face, saw streams of black mist whistling over the mountains and rivers around the spirit world, and those were ghosts and monsters entrenched in the mountains.

Spiritualism…

Zhang Biao was a little surprised, and quickly used the eyes of spiritual vision to investigate.

He only knew that Liu Ling had been promoted and reached the fifth level like him, but he was so busy after coming back that he did not expect that Yu Ziqing had mastered the new spirit witchcraft.

Although it is still immature, and those who are recruited are lonely and wild ghosts who cannot stand on the stage, but it is the guarantee for the formation of Yin soldiers in the future.

Everyone is growing up.

Zhang Biao was relieved for a while, and then looked to the southeast behind, guessing that Wang Xin had arrived at the place.

If it succeeds over there, it will surely surprise Daliang...

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Lushan City, inside the Temple of the City God.

"Nephew Xuanhua, this move is impulsive..."

Xu Chen looked at the group of law enforcement halls covered in blood below, although he sighed and shook his head, his heart was filled with joy.

These idiots slaughtered the Yanjiazong resident, and even dared to come to investigate themselves. I am afraid that they will be in bad luck when they return to the mountain.

Thinking of this, his face became even uglier, and he frowned and asked, "Killed all of them? Didn't any escape?"

Xuan Hua's eyes were gloomy, "Three of them ran away, and there was one named Bai Zhongshan, who was far superior to ordinary disciples, and his breath was a bit wrong, there must be ghosts, maybe he killed his senior brother and set the blame on me."

"What's the use of saying this?!"

The younger brother next to Xuchen had an ugly expression on his face, and reprimanded: "In Lushan City Market, we agreed to abide by neutrality, but you slaughtered Yanjiazong's residence in a blink of an eye, how can we explain to others!"

Xuan Hua glanced coldly, "They were the ones who made the move first, and they planned to wait for me. Besides, I made a mistake, and I have to deal with it on the mountain, so I don't need to worry about my uncle."

"you?!"

"OK OK…"

Xu Chen quickly smoothed things over, stroked his beard and said: "If you kill, you will kill. Yan Jiazong is too busy to take care of themselves now. If they want to come to Lushan City to open a business, they can't get around us. This matter will probably be bullshit and let it go."

"Let's not mention this in advance. Tai Sui will fight with Liang the day after tomorrow. There may be some mistakes. Since Martial Nephew Xuanhua is here, he will accompany me up the mountain to watch the battle. Afterwards, I will intercede with the sect..."

The corners of Xuan Hua's eyes twitched, and he wanted to refuse, but seeing the uneasy senior brothers behind him, he could only sigh slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I will obey my uncle's orders."

After they left, Xu Chen confessed to his junior brother: "This time, Gu Qiu and I will go up the mountain, and the disciples from the Law Enforcing Hall will stay to assist us. Keep a close eye on the Town God's Temple, so don't be careless."

"Yes, brother."

After the arrangements were made, Xu Chen rode out.

Outside the Town God's Temple, two riders had already waited. One was wearing a black robe in leather armor and the other was wearing a white robe. Both were carrying long swords. They were Xuanhua and Gu Qiu.

Both of them are sword cultivators, they looked at each other, the flying sword buzzed and trembled behind them, and there was seriousness in their eyes.

Gu Qiu suppressed his breath first, cupped his hands with a respectful smile, and said, "Xuanduguan's master is really good, I'm really old."

Xuanhua didn't appreciate it, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, "Master Gu is so good at cultivation, he has hidden it deep enough..."

Gu Chou laughed, didn't respond, but looked at Xu Chen, saw that he was carrying a brocade box, and asked curiously: "Immortal Elder, do you want to give gifts when you go up the mountain?"

Master Xu Chen stroked his beard and shook his head and said: "Before Tai Sui, I made a move to help, and the things I have already agreed are just useful for fighting skills, so I send them as a favor."

"Oh?"

Gu Chou's eyes were full of deep meaning, "Could it be that the Immortal Elder thinks that Tai Sui still has a chance of winning this time?"

Master Xu Chen was silent for a while, remembering how Tiger Leaping Gorge saw Zhang Biao, he shook his head and said, "I'm not sure who will win and who will lose, let's go, don't miss the time."

Lushan City is still one day away from Qingfengzhai, the others have already left, and they are the last to leave.

Fortunately, all three of them had strong cultivation bases, they rode their horses and galloped all the way, not daring to disturb the evil spirits along the way, and finally arrived at Qingfengzhai the next day.

After being led up the mountain, he came to the temporary terrace of Qingfengzhai and watched the towering altar from a distance.

"Daoist Xuchen, you are late."

"I met Elder Hu."

Elder Hu of the Five Immortals Sect immediately stepped forward to talk.

Both of them are veterans, and they already knew each other's attitude after a few pleasantries.

Call ~
At this moment, there was a sudden strong wind in Qingfeng Village.

"here we go…"

Someone let out a low cry and looked up into the sky.

I saw Zhang Biao sitting cross-legged on the altar, and took out a small black jade tripod from his arms, which was exactly the tripod.

He took out two more things, one is the fire pestle, and the other is the human head vine, which is the medium for casting the spell.

According to common sense, the weaker Lu Xianggong must be dealt with first, but Zhang Biao did not hesitate to put in the demon pestle, then made a seal with his left hand and recited the ghost curse.

When ghosts spell out, ghosts and gods jump.

In the past two days, Yu Ziqing has helped Liu Ling summon a large number of spirits and ghosts, all of whom are bound and controlled by wicker, hanging in the spirit world, densely packed like a hanging tree, and even in this world are also affected, appearing yin dense.

As he recited, the dark wind rolled up with the willow branches in an instant, and even the people in this world could hear the screams of ghosts in their ears.

Xuan Hua's eyes changed, "This Tai Sui... has such a deep cultivation."

The old Taoist Xuchen also looked solemn, looked at the brocade box in his hand, with a hesitant expression on his face, turned around secretly, changed the contents inside, then sighed, and murmured: "Old man, maybe I was wrong..."

Not to mention everyone's thoughts, Zhang Biao was engrossed and kept circulating his true energy. As he recited the mantra, the energy of the earth veins circled up along the willows, and frost began to condense around them.

Bang!
Suddenly, he slapped the laser cauldron hard.

The black ripples visible to the naked eye spread towards Yunxia Pass, and then quickly disappeared, entering the spirit world.

Casting spells remotely relies on the power of the spirit world.

Fighting skills, fighting skills is the mystery of techniques.

People don't have clairvoyance, so naturally they can't see the situation in Yunxiaguan, but the ability to curse people from a thousand miles away has made many people's eyelids tremble.

rumbling...

At this moment, the dense fog in the direction of Yunxia Pass became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time there was the sound of wind and thunder.

The face of Elder Hu of the Five Immortals Sect changed, and he cursed angrily: "The Huo Luo Sect's Huo people really don't pay much attention to it. The battle of martial arts has just started, and they started the battle of gods. They obviously want to win by numbers."

When everyone heard this, they quickly used their skills.

Someone lit the yellow talisman, someone pinched the magic formula to enter the spirit world, and a monk of Lianhuazong raised his right hand, and there was a glazed eye in the palm of his hand that turned around.

In the desolate spiritual world, in the distance, a large army is being wrapped in black mist, roaring towards...

(End of this chapter)