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Chapter 583 Killing the Evil Dragon in a Dream (asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)

"Sword One, Sword Two, go!"

At Qing Yunzi's command, two streams of light left the barrier and shot up into the sky.

The bright sword light lit up between heaven and earth.

Qing Yunzi looked at Lu Chenzhou beside him.

"This world is about to perish. Are you willing to join forces with me to fight your way out of this Kungu world?"

"Senior, can you still fight?"

"If I try my best, I can hold the Great Demon Lord back for a while, but it's difficult to kill him... After all, I'm just a dead thing."

"Then I will cooperate with the sword puppet to kill the two monsters, and then go to support you and see if I can keep the Great Monster Lord."

Lu Chenzhou also wanted to try out the spiritual power he had just acquired.

"Those two demons are both in the middle stage of cultivation. Take care, my friend... If your life is in danger, just leave on your own."

The sword feathers on the Wanjianhuang Dragon Armor opened and closed like scales, gushing out thousands of sword energies. Ten thousand swords merged into one, transforming into a golden dragon and flying towards the red-haired woman.

"Humph! It's too much!"

The woman put her left hand behind her back and suddenly punched out with her white right fist.

His arms turned into vigorous and twisted dragon wood and fought with the golden dragon.

The sword energy was invincible, and wood chips were flying all over the sky.

It seemed that the golden dragon had the upper hand, but the woman's strength was inexhaustible, and the Qionglong wood surrounded her to form an impregnable blood-red wooden wall.

On the other side, two sword puppets restrained the Blood Dragon Demon Lord and the Mountain Forest Demon Lord.

The red-haired woman chuckled and said, "A bunch of dead things, you still want to defy the will of heaven... No, there are living ones." The woman suddenly looked to the side of the void, and saw a faceless white robe figure quietly emerging, killing the Blood Dragon Demon Lord at lightning speed. "What a fast speed, who is he? Could he be the inheritor of the cave residence?" The red-haired woman was a little confused.

The Blood Dragon Demon King was unable to dodge in a hurry and was stabbed by an illusory spear condensed by the power of the mind. He was blown away, his armor shattered and bleeding.

Fortunately, he was an eight-line mid-stage demon lord with very strong attributes in all aspects, so he was only slightly injured and healed in an instant.

In an instant, the sky and the earth shook, and invisible barriers seemed to be pressing in from all directions.

A huge hand that was spread across mountains and rivers suddenly appeared and slapped him.

The Blood Dragon Demon Lord’s eyes narrowed as he saw the familiar faceless figure in white robe at the end of the big hand.

"It was him... The one we killed that day was really just an incarnation!"

But it has only been less than a year, how come the momentum of this incarnation has increased so much?

The demon-imprisoning hand pressed down, and the Blood Dragon Demon Lord was trapped inside it.

The monster's bones burst, and its muscles exploded into a bloody mist.

"Grandma, this man is the culprit who killed the Tun Kingdom!"

"Hold on for a while while I finish off this spirit weapon."

The red-haired woman was also unable to take care of herself at the moment. Tens of thousands of feather swords formed the Zhoutian Sword Formation, trapping her tightly.

Lu Chenzhou's incarnation was shaking, his brows were furrowed, and his spiritual power surged like a tide, constantly compressing the Demon-Imprisoning Hand.

The blood of the blood dragon monster was burning, and its body stretched like noodles, eventually revealing its true form as a three-kilometer-long dragon.

The dragon turned its head, its body grew taller against the wind, and it wrapped itself around the big hand, trying to strangle it.

Not only that, a bloody poisonous fog spread out, corroding the big hand into pits.

A dragon and a hand wrestled between heaven and earth, and the shock waves of the collision crushed the mountains one by one.

"As expected of the Eight-Pattern Demon Clan, their strength is at least four times that of the Devouring Nation Demon Lord." Lu Chenzhou analyzed in his heart.

"Break!" The blood dragon's body expanded as if there was no limit. In an instant, it reached 16,000 feet long and stretched for nearly a hundred miles. It used its violent force to break free from the demon's imprisoned hand.

The blood dragon regained its freedom and looked at Lu Chenzhou with a sinister smile.

"I was almost fooled by you. It seems that this is the only trick you have.
You should let your real body come. You are just a spiritual incarnation, and you still want to kill me?"

“How do you know if you don’t try?” Seeing that the Demon-Imprisoning Hand had failed, Lu Chenzhou quickly retreated.

The blood dragon's eyes were red, and two laser-like lasers appeared in an instant, like two lightsabers stretching for thousands of miles, waving and slashing between heaven and earth.

"Magic Power: Blood Killing Double Leap!"

The strata were cut, the mountains were flattened, and the two bloody swords killed wildly in all directions.

Lu Chenzhou used his speed to the extreme, wandering in the blood-red sword light until he disappeared from the blood dragon's sight.

"Where are the people?" The blood dragon looked around and sneered, "Look, I'll force you out!"

It raised its dragon head and rushed into the sky, then disappeared into the rolling clouds.

"Field·Blood Net Sky Net!"

The clouds were dyed blood red, spreading across the sky for thousands of miles with the wind. Thousands of blood-red dragons wove a giant net like nylon.

"Suppress!" The indifferent voice of the Blood Dragon Demon Lord came.

The blood net fell, and countless crisscrossing blood lines swept through all space and dimensions.

Plop! A figure stumbled out... It was the sword puppet that was preparing to attack the blood dragon.

There were cracks all over its body, and the sword energy was no longer as violent as before.

The blood dragon waved its hand and threw the sword puppet away, obviously not taking it seriously.

"Oh, if I get serious, how can I not take down a puppet? I just didn't want to waste my efforts before."

The blood dragon ignored the sword puppet. Its mental power spread out and it searched carefully between heaven and earth.

The one who really posed a threat to him was the mysterious man in white robe.

An incarnation has such power.

The mysterious man's true form is probably comparable to the Great Demon Lord, and not weaker than the Blood Demon Grandma's clone.

On the other side, Qing Yunzi saw that a sword puppet had been eliminated and thought to himself that something was not good.

"This blood dragon is very powerful. The strength of its domain just now is so great that even though I am knowledgeable and experienced, it can only be ranked among the top ten enemies I have ever encountered in my life.

Now that my friend is not here, the blood dragon has freed its hands again, and I'm afraid the situation will be very dangerous.

"I have risen to prominence all my life, am I really going to sleep forever in Kungu Realm?"

Suddenly, a voice that was unfathomable and without any emotions appeared in the minds of all the living beings at the scene.

[The Great Dream of Three Thousand Worlds, One Feather Proves the Truth! ]

In the four areas of the sky, there are twenty-four silver-white silk threads hanging, rotating clockwise.

At the end of each silk thread, there is a translucent white worm, which seems real and unreal.

The worm's mouthparts are constantly spitting out silk threads, imprisoning the sky, the earth, and all living beings!

The colorful principles of the dream spread out, filling the world and weaving a blue butterfly that covered the sky and the sun.

Every tiny particle of scale powder reflects a world.

"This... this is the legendary Great Dream Road!" The red-haired woman who was fighting with Qing Yunzi changed her expression slightly.

The Great Dream Dao has been mastered by only a handful of people throughout history, and those who can rely on it to reach the seventh realm are even rarer.

The most famous one is the Heart Emperor, the most mysterious of the Four Emperors.

According to the Blood God, the Heart Emperor may not have fallen, but was reincarnated.

This mysterious man knows the Demon-Imprisoning Hand and the Great Dream Dao, so he is most likely the reincarnation of the Heart Emperor.

When the Blood Demon Grandma thought of this, she secretly felt that something was wrong.

The reincarnation of this top-level powerful being is only in the early seventh realm, and she is in danger of falling.

She didn't care about the mission at this time. She burned her body and transformed into countless blood-colored dragons to knock Qing Yunzi away.

She tore through space, trying to leave.

However, after taking just one step, his consciousness became blurred and fell into darkness.

On the other side, a blood dragon was floating in the clouds, and a giant deer was half-kneeling on the ground, both with their eyes closed and snoring like thunder, as if they had fallen asleep.

……

The Blood Dragon Demon Lord slowly opened his eyes.

"Damn it, I got caught."

He looked around, but could not see the Mountain Demon Lord and the Blood Demon Grandma.

The sky is like a colorful dome, and the ground is covered with giant blue trees.

The Blood Dragon Demon Lord was flying aimlessly, and it felt like he had been flying for ten thousand years, and the scenery around him did not change.

"That person must have hypnotized me with an illusion and put me into a nightmare. Since it's my dream, I can solve it when I wake up."

The Blood Dragon Demon Lord has rich combat experience and has also dealt with some mind cultivators who are good at illusions.

"If you want to escape from the illusion, the best way is to commit suicide!"

The Blood Dragon Demon Lord used his hands as a sword and committed suicide.

……

"what happened?"

The Forest Demon Lord suddenly sat up.

He looked at the colorful sky and the blue earth.

"Illusion! A trifle!"

The Forest Demon Lord launched attacks wantonly, trying to shatter the illusion by force.

The heaven and earth rumbled and trembled, and soon, they shattered like a mirror.

"Huh! It's true."

He opened his eyes again and found the same colorful sky, blue earth, and endless trees.

Blue butterflies fly over the grass from time to time.

"Hmm? It's actually a double illusion? Interesting."

The Forest Demon Lord continued to attack.

After a while, the heaven and earth were shattered again.

This cycle repeats itself until the fifth time.

Then, the same scenery appeared before his eyes.

"Fifth level of illusion? How deep is this boy's attainment in illusion?"

The Forest Demon Lord was panting and did not act rashly.

Multiple illusions are the greatest test of one’s attainment of the laws.

Theoretically, if one wants to achieve the fifth level of illusion, one must at least have the fifth level of laws.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

The Forest Demon Lord remained calm and continued to attack.

The fifth illusion is shattered!

He half-knelt on the ground, exhausted.

The next moment, his eyes were confused, but he saw that the world was still the same.

"What's going on? Could it be that his illusion law is above the sixth level? This is impossible!"

The sixth level of law can usually only be reached by the Demon Saint, and the lowest level is the Great Demon Lord.

"Then just take your time!"

The Forest Demon Lord snorted coldly and took a rest in meditation.

Suddenly, a blue butterfly flew over, hit him, and turned into blue fire and burned.

It took him some effort to put it out.

In the distance, blue butterflies kept flying around.

"No... I must escape from this nightmare quickly, or I might die here."

The Forest Demon Lord continued to attack indiscriminately until he once again broke the heaven and earth.

However... the seventh illusion arrived.

"How could this happen? How high is his attainment in the laws?!"

The Mountain Demon Lord fell into confusion and his emotions became increasingly unstable.

He continued to attack, and the eighth and ninth illusions were shattered.

By this time, he was exhausted.

"The ninth level of illusion, in theory, requires the ninth level of illusion law. This is a realm that only demigods can enter... Is that mysterious person a demigod?"

The Forest Demon Lord has gone completely crazy.

He did not continue to attack, but sat on the ground, allowing countless blue butterflies to overwhelm him.

"It seems that the only way to escape from the illusion is to commit suicide."

The blue fire is burning.

The master of the Shita Palace was reduced to ashes.

High in the sky, the wind was rising and the clouds were rolling, and an indifferent face emerged, it was Lu Chenzhou.

He looks like a human, but his body is like a white worm entwined in the long river of time and space.

He sniffed slightly and two confused souls were inhaled like white smoke.

(End of this chapter)