At such a close distance, Wu Chong could clearly feel the hot breath emanating from the golden man.
Unlike the immortal cultivators in this world, the golden figure is like a huge virus, constantly spreading the power of pollution. All the low-level dream demons below are like slaves driven by him. This is not a simple matter.
The power on the other side of the Chaos Sea is even more different from the 'Xianwen' immortal cultivator system here.
"These guys who came here in advance are not simple. The nightmare pollution here may be more complicated than I guessed."
Wu Chong withdrew his gaze and did not look again.
He doesn't want to be completely exposed yet, and this level of dispute is not something he should be exposed to right now.
There is no way to get out of the "eternal" path by always holding on to your inherent strength.
"A mere nightmare!"
The guardian immortal of Qingshifang, Wang Chenghai, had a blood-red face and was on the verge of an explosion.
It was already unlucky enough to be assigned to such a fringe area, but then he encountered a dream demon attacking the city. If he lost his place, his dream of going back would really come to naught.
Even his grandfather couldn't bear the crime of losing the city!
Dream demons are divided into low-level, intermediate, high-level and top-level by the fairy mansion.
The little head coughed up blood, and in the process he kept taking out the pills from his arms and throwing them into his mouth.
The claws of the Dream Demon Spider are like blades, waving out one after another afterimage. The little head over there is also constantly dealing with it, and looking for opportunities to counterattack. Judging from the situation, the little head is at a disadvantage and will die at any time.
.
Wu Chong turned his head sideways, a glimmer of light flashing in his pupils.
The seventh-level dream demon Spider and Xiaotou were at war. Facing a dream demon of this level, Xiaotou activated all the immortal texts in his body as soon as he came up.
Wu Chong turned his attention back to the fight between Xiao Tou and the Spider Dream Demon. At this moment, Xiao Tou had been completely suppressed. During the process, Xiao Tou also tried to resist. He exploded an immortal text, causing the Spider Dream Demon to suffer a blow.
great harm.
Like the previous mobs, after sensing Wu Chong's aura, the Spider Dream Demon wisely changed its direction and pinched the soft persimmon.
Seeing this scene, Bai Zhilan's eyes were dull.
This is also one of the incubus' abilities, emotional manipulation.
But the damage was not fatal. As time passed, the Spider Dream Demon's injuries recovered again.
The two began to collide rapidly.
"Ahem."
Sure enough, in the next moment, a colorful stone wall appeared. A blood-red spider crawled out from it. This spider was about three meters tall, and the hairs on each spider leg were like spikes, shining brightly.
The black light, the most exaggerated thing is that it is surrounded by a layer of blood mist.
The weaker the person, the more desperate they will be when facing the dream demon!
clang!
Sparks flew everywhere.
More and more dream demons slipped through the net, and Xiao Liu ignored them and just killed the dream demons desperately.
He subconsciously glanced at the other seniors in the distance and found that these seniors were trapped. After the top-level dream demon in the sky roared, he released a large number of low-level dream demons, causing everyone who came to support the Thirteenth Hall seniors to be surrounded by
There are four to five dream demons, and there is no way to support them.
Being considered a dream demon himself, he could clearly feel the energy gathering next to him.
After the spider came out, it roared, and the air waves rippled like sound waves. The one closest to it turned over to avoid it. However, the ground that was shaken by the roar became twisted like cotton.
Wu Chong stood there without moving and had no intention of saving anyone.
At this time, some third- and fourth-level dream monsters that had slipped through the net rushed in.
After the number increased, the members of the Thirteenth Hall became somewhat unable to resist.
Wang Hao was also feeling aggrieved over there. He didn't expect this dream demon to be so troublesome.
'The speed is very fast, the defense is strong enough, and the claws also contain poison.'
Among them, the low-level covers a very wide range, and immortal cultivators from the first to the ninth level correspond to this level. The weak first-level dream demon can be solved with a piece of talisman, but if it is a ninth-level dream demon, it must be placed in the thirteenth hall
Among the ordinary members, there are not many people who can deal with them. Not to mention the intermediate dream demons. Every time an intermediate dream demon appears, it can only be solved by an adult at the deacon level.
After killing the enemies, the Spider Dream Demon's eyes also fell on them.
On the contrary, the small head side is getting weaker and weaker.
Not to mention the others, who were so busy being surrounded by dream demons that they had no time to care about little people like Wu Chong and Bai Zhilan.
The thin Taoist is the most decisive.
Bai Zhilan, who had narrowly escaped death again, quickly rushed forward and helped her little head up.
The remaining two people also flew to the corresponding position. The golden figure in the middle had long been seen, but he was unscrupulous. He laughed like the ultimate devil. With the spread of pollution, swarms of low-level dream demons emerged from
He rushed out of the glazed light curtain and killed the weaklings below.
This mist is very similar to the breath released by the golden figure, and is a source of pollution.
Wu Chong took half a step back and looked to the left.
"I can't understand it at all. It's not the sound frequency from the Sea of Chaos. Is it a local dream demon? Or something else."
"Actually, this kind of thing is easy to kill. As long as you can find the core, you can kill it with one knife."
Judging from the aftermath of the fight, it was definitely a rare top-level dream monster. This kind of monster can only be matched by a true immortal-level powerhouse. The three of them could only barely deal with it together, and it was impossible to kill it.
Finally, the little head that couldn't resist was swept away by the Spider Dream Demon's claws, leaving a long wound on his chest, and the purple pollution was constantly eroding his body along the wound.
He was the first to fly out and activated Qingshifang's formation.
Bai Zhilan next to her didn't move either. She wanted to move, but a level seven dream demon exceeded her endurance limit. Now her body was controlled by fear and she couldn't move at all.
Wu Chong's eyes passed through the spider dream demon's body and saw its hidden core.
This is a seventh-level dream demon. Although it is also a low-level one, it is no longer a small follower to him.
The will of the top-level dream demons dispersed in an instant. After these low-level dream demons sensed the aura of the superiors, they instantly dispersed, avoiding the two of them, and killed others in Qingshifang.
"good!"
"The ground can be polluted!"
I just want to use my little head to see the ingredients of these local dream monsters, and at the same time accumulate experience for myself when encountering similar monsters in the future.
A trace of cold sweat ran down the little head's forehead.
She had no idea what was going on, let alone why these low-level dream demons would let her go.
After entering the elixir, the eroding dream poison was finally suppressed. He took a breath, looked at this area that seemed to be forgotten by low-level dream demons, and said to himself that he was lucky.
"Captain Xiaotou."
To Xiaotou, the spider in front of him is a deadly monster.
"Use the formation to expel this lunatic no matter what today, otherwise we will all be doomed!"
"roll."
These low-level dream demons ignored the little ones in the fight and rushed towards Wu Chong and Bai Zhilan.
"Survived."
"When we were in the guard training camp, Captain Jia told me that you can get credit for killing the dream demon. I wonder if this rule is also applicable in the Thirteenth Hall?" Wu Chong suddenly spoke.
The little head who heard the voice was startled for a moment, and then his face turned cold.
This kind of waste who uses the back door must want someone to help him gain resources again. But this kind of thing is not something he can handle as a little guy, so he replied bluntly.
"The four second-level dream demons you killed have been recorded."