"Interesting. ”

Calmly saying these two words, Dongfang Xin slowly closed his eyes.

The scene in front of him was no longer the endless blue sea and the Lingxiao Peak, which was about to be completely destroyed, but a small island that seemed to be made of epiphany.

The epiphany in the world only blooms in the middle of the night, like a meteor crossing the sky, the beauty is fleeting, and it provokes many literati and writers to sigh with emotion and put pen to paper. This "delicate" flower will not survive even one night, let alone bloom itself recklessly under the blue sky and white sun, but now he is in the illusion, but there are epiphanyes everywhere, and every epiphany is facing the scorching sun and blooming with their beauty, as if only seeking a moment of elegance, or...... I hope to engrave this grace in someone's heart, so that they will never forget it.

And the faint floral fragrance that should be an illusion is so clear, and there seems to be a faint sadness in it.

Such a scene can never appear in the world, and perhaps it can only be seen in a fantasy world.

As everyone knows, Tantai Yimeng is the best at chanting swords, and her unique swordsmanship, the most prominent and well-known move, is called "Weaving Dreams".

With thoughts and swords, they penetrate into the hearts of the opponent and weave illusionary dreams, making the opponent intoxicated and difficult to wake up. This is a sword that only belongs to the dream of the platform, and many of the top powerhouses in the human world are unwilling to face the weaving dream.

Because this penetrating sword is likely to make them see the sad past hidden in their own hearts.

Just like when Shantai Yimeng accepted the bait thrown by Qiu Fengchun and blocked Guan Shanyue with Ye Qingzhou, even if Guan Shanyue knew that it was impossible for him and Shantai Yimeng to share life and death, he didn't dare to do his best to fight with Shantai Yimeng- Si Xiang died next to the Heavenly Desolate Valley, which has always been a pain in his heart, out of morality and truth, he can't blame the Northern Meditation Cultivator who killed Si Xiang, the Northern Meditation Cultivator's escort to Yuan Xue all the way is benevolent and righteous, he has no blame at all, and Tai Yimeng is one of the people who knows Si Xiang best, he is afraid that he will still see that familiar face. And until now, he still hasn't forgotten her.

At the moment, the dream formed by the dream of the Phantom Sea Sword Weaving Dream is not an insight into Dongfang Xin's heart.

Dongfang Xin has already been like a rock, to say that it is ugly is to be mad, her hallucinations cannot penetrate at all, even if the penetration is successful, it will not cause any impact.

A person who can use his own son as a blood-binding tool without changing his face can no longer be called a person.

So the illusion of a dream in Taitai integrated his thousand-year-old obsession into it, which is the best weapon to deal with Dongfang Xin.

Even if Dongfang Xin guards everything in his heart. Don't think about being completely indifferent in the illusion.

......

Dongfang Xin stands in the sea of flowers.

He didn't open his eyes, but instinctively attracted the power of the Spring of Heavenly Veins, surrounding his body with purple lightning, even if his vision was only those blooming epiphany, and the determined-eyed figure in the sea of flowers.

He couldn't feel the existence of the Heavenly Vein Spring, nor could he feel the existence of the purple electricity, even if he tried to manipulate the purple electricity, there was no response.

But he knew in his heart that the purple lightning was indeed around him, and the power of his Heavenly Vein Spring had not been weakened by half a point due to the illusion.

After all, a dream is just a dream, no matter how real or illusory, it is not a real thing after all.

Just because he doesn't feel his own power doesn't mean that power doesn't exist, and although this illusion is powerful, it can't have a real impact on him.

Rao is like that

This, being pulled into the illusion by a dream of the Tai is already a painful failure, this time the dream of the Tai is obviously without any reservations, and all the obsessions in the heart of the dream of the Tai are clearly infiltrated into his perception.

The obsession of a dream does not belong entirely to a dream, but more to the thousand-year-old sword that gave birth to a dream, and the obsession in this sword has never shown signs of dissipating.

The evil sword in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave has protected Ji Xiao's soul for hundreds of years by relying on obsession, even if it is an absolute ghost and evil place like the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, it has not been able to make this dead princess's heart fall into the normal darkness in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, the obsession of the Dream Sword is a hundred times heavier than the evil sword that was once the sword of the righteous path, and it is impossible for anyone not to be affected by it.

But Dongfang Xin is no longer a person, whether it is others' evaluation of him or his own evaluation of himself.

He is the only ruler of this heaven and earth, without the restraint of Ling Xiao Peak, the power of the Heavenly Vein Spring will soon be able to truly flow throughout the whole heaven and earth, and at that time, he will be truly invincible in the world, and now these little flies in front of him can be destroyed at will.

Even if he can't see or feel it now, it's not difficult to kill a few flies with the snap of his fingers, and he won't indulge in a dream that has been woven in the long river of thousands of years. In his opinion, only those wastes who are not strong and determined can be forced to the end by the so-called Yizong methods.

Close his eyes, close his senses, and he can still see everything.

With the concept of heart, insight into everything, this is Dongfang Xin's heart.

He shattered all the illusions and warmth of his wife with his own hands, forced her for the first time in decades, and used his unfortunate child before birth as a tool to perfect the blood bondage, falling into the eyes of anyone, these acts of his are evil deeds that heaven and earth do not tolerate, but no one can deny that he can tear apart everything he has guarded for decades without changing his face, and his mind has reached an extremely terrible level, and the four words of ruthlessness cannot fully describe his state of mind. Since he wants to become the true ruler of the world and achieve immortal greatness, anything that may hinder his hegemony will be shattered by his ironclad will, without exception.

Blooming epiphany blooms in a fantasy world.

There are epiphany petals that are sharp, and when they are scattered with the wind, they have their own stretching potential, which is the Canglang Sword that belongs to the Shoreless Sword Peak.

There are epiphany scattered around, self-contained, like a cage in the sea of flowers, hidden to block all around him, that is the means of Zhuge Yimai and Momei Villa.

The sun was still shining in the sky, and it was the flame of the Burning Wheel.

An epiphany rhizome swayed lightly, and it was a monkey stick that was split again.

The red glow on the horizon rippled slightly, it should be that there were a few physiognomy masters who were not long-eyed who were working together to move the hexagram, forcibly drawing his fortune to the "big murderer", and it seemed that he was still trying to interfere with his longevity, and he was really not afraid of being punished by heaven and dying directly. Although he never believed in fate, he could already be regarded as living in symbiosis with heaven and earth, and he was not afraid of these mysterious things, which was a little uncomfortable in the end.

There are many other ephemerals with different characteristics, many ordinary but strange appearances, but they are no longer in his eyes.

Wu'an Sword Peak and Momei Villa are all otherworldly fairyllands that have been fighting against the Holy Pavilion for decades, and only such an otherworldly fairyland can be equipped with the idea of letting him cut the grass and eradicate the roots at one time.

Countless epiphany, countless petals, in the illusion, they all seem to be just a part of the sea of flowers, but in reality, it should be another time for all cultivators to pour out

An all-out joint offensive.

Why bother?

Dongfang Xin's eyes were slightly cold.

After the collapse of Ling Xiao Peak smashed the Concordant Array, the Heavenly Dao Alliance's combined attack that he couldn't bear was completely broken, even if he did it again now, it was a counterattack assembled in a hurry, with no form and no charm, and the formation of Momei Villa could not gather another Concordant Array, so it would be impossible to threaten him again.

No, it's not!

Dongfang Xin's expression suddenly sharpened.

There is only a dragon chant in the sword intent of the Shoreless Sword Peak, but there is no ghost energy, although Yao Chong is a junior, it is enough for him to put it on the same level of vigilance as Shang Yunjian, compared to his teacher Shang Yunjian, his temperament is more calm, and he also becomes cautious when he encounters trouble, not like Shang Yunjian who is on top and cares about it, just because he can condense the immortal realm in such a short period of time after entering the immortal level, and defeat Bai Wuxin head-on, it is enough for him to regard him as a great enemy.

He had already perfectly integrated the power of the little ghost in the ten thousand ghost caves into his sword path, how could he not slash out this ghost qi that clashed with the immortal path with the edge like the previous sword shots?

And...... In perception, the most difficult person in Momei Villa did not shoot with this wave of attacks.

Even if Shou Yuan should be on the verge of exhaustion, and he has a blood demon sword wound on his body, Hua Luoyu is still Hua Luoyu, how can he not make a move?

Just when Dongfang Xin's heart was like lightning, a strong wind had already scratched his face, and his face was painful.

Dongfang Xin opened his eyes suddenly, and his hands were bright to catch up, his speed was incredible, but the oncoming palm was just as fast, but in an instant, the palm had touched the fingers.

Dongfang Xin's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately returned to indifference, and said coldly: "Hanarakuyu, if you don't enjoy the rest of your life, why do you want to do such a senseless act?"

Touching the fingers of his right hand was a white and small hand like a child, but the traces of many years on his hand already showed his true age.

The same immature and deceptive face has not changed at all.

Hanarakuyu really won't fail to make a move.

When it came to Hua Luoyu's shot, Dongfang Xin actually felt a little more relaxed, but this time his shot really made waves in his heart.

The palm and the person of the flower fall are completely exposed to his sight.

He's in a fantasy.

Also in reality.

No matter where it is, Hanarakuyu is slapping him!

Compared to his assertiveness, he couldn't stop Hanarakugo's offensive, but instead fought on par in speed, and Hanarakugo's ability to attack him in reality and fantasy at the same time was what shocked him the most.

The surprise in his heart quickly calmed down, and the corners of Dongfang Xin's mouth also rose slightly, and then spread along with it, as well as the purple electricity in front of him in reality.

"The illusion of a dream in the platform is guided by a thousand years of obsession, which can trap me in it, but it can't bring me any harm, what you are doing, I can still feel it clearly. ”

The purple lightning collided with the flesh palm of the flowerraku, and the power of the Heavenly Vein Spring exploded with all its might, but the flowerrakuyu was like a reef in the angry waves, standing still.

Seeing this, Dongfang Xin laughed instead of being angry, and said with a slight mockery.

"Hua Seniors have hundreds of years of Taoist experience, and they are also obsessed. ”

"Since you can't let go, do you come to seek death?"