Wang Xuan opened his eyes, his forehead and face were cool, the burning pain caused by the red substance was cleared, and he looked at the two people in front of him.
"Here we go again, do I really think my memory has been washed away?" He glanced at the terrifying meteorite passage, above the rock wall, the demon flower was a place or two away, really not far away.
"Get up quickly." The demon lord Yanyan spoke, and the red dress was burned to tatters.
Wang Xuan was unceremonious, pushed her away, and even grabbed her snow-white and delicate wrist, trying to throw her aside.
However, he didn't throw it, but was picked up, and a white fist enlarged and was about to hit his face.
With a bang, Fang Yuzhu stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist of the demon lord Yanyan, stopping the scene.
Wang Xuan felt the wind blowing in his face, and his face was in severe pain, just the roar that was close at hand could cause incomparably terrifying destructive power.
"It looks the same as the real thing." He was still flat, it wasn't the first time he had come to this place, and he still wanted to blind him with hallucinations? What are you kidding!
Then, he calmly and calmly stretched out his hand, shook it in front of the demon lord, and said, "Wake up, you are a puppet."
The scene was suddenly silent, the demon lord Yanyan seemed a little surprised, feeling incredible, and then when she was in a daze, one hand suddenly pinched her face.
"Not to mention, this dream is quite real, the demon lord's face is fair and crystal clear, and quite elastic. I didn't see her dancing the fairy dance in reality, why don't you come here?" Wang Xuan said calmly.
In the passage, it was deadly quiet, there was no sound at all, only terrifying red particles fell from above, burning him in severe pain.
"This kid...... Crazy!" Not far away, someone finally spoke in the red mist, it was Zhang Daoling.
Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Lao Zhang, I'm sorry, maybe I often talk about you in my heart on weekdays, so in the fantasy world, your appearance rate is also relatively high."
The scene was weird, the demon lord's face changed from white to a wisp of evil energy, and his right hand was raised instantly, which was the rhythm of slapping Wang Xuan.
"He just woke up and was still a little confused." Fang Yuzhu spoke and quickly stopped her.
Not far away, Qi Yi, Demon Ancestor, Qi Teng, Dark Blood Patriarch, and Zheng Yuantian were all burned lightly, but they all looked at Wang Xuan with strange expressions.
"Heh, the scene is exactly the same as when I left last time, who are you going to leave here?" Wang Xuan didn't find it funny at all, he thought that the magic flower underestimated him, and it was actually the same as the last dream.
Is this going to turn into a serial rhythm? He was annoyed and said: "If you can be more professional, you should deceive me with real scenes."
He found that the magic flower paid great attention to details, even the environment had not changed, it was exactly the same, and the position of the suspended meteorite blocks was presented indistinguishably from last time.
As for the state of those people, all kinds of details are too in place and seem too real.
For a moment, Wang Xuan's heart was shaken, could it be that a real person was coming? He shook his head, it was impossible.
He bit down the fruit of the first immortal tea tree in his mouth, and then the iron pot and the stove cover in his hand collided with each other, making a crisp and real sound, in order to wake himself up and get out of the dream.
In fact, as the surrounding streamers dissipated, he felt that he was completely clear and did wake up, but why were those figures still there? They were all looking at him, their facial expressions were too good, and their eyes were different.
"He's crazy, it's useless to keep him, kill him." Demon Ancestor Qi Yi spoke.
Wang Xuan glanced at him and said: "Lao Qi, your son with schizophrenia has been convinced by me, so call me uncle."
After saying that, he smiled, even if it was an illusion? He can chat with anyone on weekdays, and now he doesn't mind talking a few more words.
"Pinch him to death." Zheng Yuantian spoke, his whole body covered with armor.
Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Lao Zheng, are you putting this cute aside? Did you know? You are dead!"
Then, he felt the power like burning mountains and boiling seas, Zheng Yuantian was not used to him, and directly slapped him off, the meteorite passages exploded, violently shook, all kinds of meteorite blocks fell, and red matter poured out, and this place seemed to be destroyed.
"Lao Zheng, you are still so fierce when you die?!" Wang Xuan was surprised, if this kind of power hit his primordial spirit, it was estimated that it could be shattered.
This is very wrong, he couldn't help but take the iron drum and stab himself slightly, so that the soul woke up, is this not out of the illusion yet?
But his other hand was not idle, holding the stove cover, turning into the size of a shield, blocking in front of him, protecting himself, he didn't dare to smash it out.
He was worried that this was an illusion, afraid that he would be induced by the magic flower in various falsehoods, and eventually smash himself to death, what if the target was his own head?
"Boom!"
In the passive defense, a loud noise came out, Zheng Jueshi hit the furnace lid, and strange runes burst out of the shaking furnace lid, and the entire passage roared.
"I'm going, after Lao Zheng died, did he turn into my inner demon, running in the illusion to toss me, he was so fierce!" Wang Xuan felt outrageous.
He thought something was wrong, how could it look like a live-action version came instead of in a dream?
In the process, he tried many times to wake himself up and not fall into a big dream, but every time he could perceive it, cut off the illusion, erase the illusion, and did not reach the Tao, but there were indeed those figures in the meteorite channel, very true, with a bad expression.
"Don't stop me, you must kill him!" Zheng Yuantian said coldly.
"Lao Zheng, you can see that the lid in his hand is extraordinary, and we also think that there is a problem, why don't you let me come?" The Demon Ancestor opened his mouth, his eyebrows and big eyes, black gas rising from his body, of course, his hair was almost burned here.
"Hell, each one seems to have really come back to life, the upper body of the actor, this is my psychological fantasy activity? However, I am not an actor on weekdays, and I don't like to think about this."
Wang Xuan felt outrageous, this experience was so weird that he frowned, as if he was facing a bunch of real patriarchs.
He calmed himself down, looked at Zheng Yuantian again, and said: "Lao Zheng, I have never had a chance to say a few more words to you because you are dead."
As soon as these words came out, Zheng Jueshi on the opposite side suddenly had cold eyes, and he didn't want to talk to him, he just wanted to press him to death!
Wang Xuan then spoke: "I'm sorry, in the outside world, I personally beat you to death, and I haven't burned the paper for you yet, so I'll light two for you here. In general, you died peacefully and did not suffer a great sin."
"Boy, you're crazy!" Even the Dark Blood Patriarch couldn't help it and shook his head there.
Zheng Yuantian and Demon Ancestor Qi Yi approached, one directly wanted to kill him, and the other stared at the lid in his hand, all of them couldn't help but kill him.
Fang Yuzhu stepped forward, blocked the way of the two of them, and faced them alone, quite calm, which made the two strong men fearful when they joined forces.
"Sister Yuzhu, it's okay, it's all an illusion, I'm experiencing the impact of the magic flower here, and I can't break free for a while. But in the dream, instead of fighting and killing them, it's far better for the two of us to talk."
Wang Xuan took Fang Yuzhu's hand and asked her to step back, what is there to care about about the illusion, just refining the mind, he wants to fight the magic flower.
A few people around were stunned when they heard him call Fang Yuzhu "sister" and gave up their surnames, they couldn't believe their ears.
Fang Yuzhu turned around and withdrew his hand, also showing a strange color.
Even Zhang Daoling stroked his forehead and said: "This kid is really incurable, either he has hysteria or is really crazy."
Bang!
Wang Xuan was hit, not heavy, but not light either, his body flew out, it was the hand of the demon lord Yanyan, his eyes were a little fierce, and he seemed to be becoming more and more dissatisfied.
At this time, Wang Xuan had a feeling in his heart, it seemed that these people really had spirituality and the light of the primordial spirit, which made him break out in a cold sweat.
He vibrated the furnace lid again and again, striking it with an iron bell and the flagpole of the God Banner, this is evil today, why is this happening?
"I don't believe anyone can come here!" He stared at the stone wall of the rough meteorite passage, where there was originally a hole, according to the last dream, there was a spiritual world related to the Imperial Path Banner, but it was blocked.
Can someone really enter this place from there?" Wang Xuan absolutely didn't believe it.
"Wake up!" He shouted, shook the lid repeatedly, and went all out to urge the scriptures of the severely mentally ill.
The more sober he was, the more he felt that his hair was standing on end, Zhang Daoling, Fang Yuzhu, the demon lord and others were so clear, there was no difference from living people.
At the very least, they have the power of the real primordial spirit, and no matter how you look at it, it is not false.
He thought that he had woken up and had not fallen into a dream, why was what he saw still like this?
Wang Xuan turned around and left, mainly because he couldn't stand it anymore, the red substance was like thunder, burning him to death and splitting him to the ground.
Those people didn't seem to be able to stand it anymore, constantly bombarding the cliff wall, reopening the passage, and trying to withdraw to breathe.
Wang Xuan swooped down, and at the same time he was also looking back, his spiritual eyes were fully open, he was sure that those people were indeed the light of the primordial gods, not false.
He had goosebumps on his body, what's wrong? Those...... It really came, which made him feel incredible and inexplicable.
In the end, he escaped from the passage and hid far away, waking himself up, or was he in a fantasy? It shouldn't be right!
He left in one breath, left here, returned to the pool of life, sat cross-legged in it, and directly picked a tea fruit, not brewed, but bitten and eaten, biting and eating, bitter and astringent, with a light fragrance.
"I should have left there, I'm not in the illusion, if I was so deep in the illusion, the magic flower would have a chance to kill me." Wang Xuan said to himself, completely calming down.
He spread his palms and held a corner of red silk in his palm, which was a corner of the red dress that the demon lord Yanyan had burned.
"It's not an illusion, I really saw them? Impossible!" Wang Xuan felt a little messy in the wind, and he was really not calm at this time.
"Could it be that I have never left the meteorite passage and only got rid of it now? And my recent experience, killing Zheng Yuantian, Hengjun died tragically, and the mysterious shadow wants to devour me, are these fake?"
Wang Xuan felt a chill down his spine, he felt that he was poisoned, what was false and what was true, he almost couldn't tell the difference.
He carefully buried the red skirt in the earthen mound by the pool, and he decided to go to the crater to take a look, otherwise, he would feel uneasy and feel like he was going crazy.
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At the same time, in the outside world, a peerless figure was speaking: "Think carefully about the horror, the light of my soul is spreading, blurring, and turning into a void......"
"It's weird, this ...... What is the situation, could it be that the most terrible incident of the past is repeated again?" The other was awakened.