Wu Xiaode looked back at the girl and whispered: "If you stay where you are, there should be no problem for the time being."
He waved his hand, and suddenly a ball of mist came in and enveloped the girl.
"Don't worry about me, the power is on you, you are the one who is really in trouble."
The girl looked at him deeply and said.
Wu Xiaode took a few steps, holding the desolate sword in one hand and fiddling with a coin with the other, quietly waiting for the enemy.
——Isn’t it possible that even the “dream man” can’t deceive the enemy?
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a burning pain emanating from his palms.
The two words "Gonggong" emitted magnificent fluctuations of divine power, triggering visions from all directions.
The void showed bursts of brilliance and auspiciousness.
All the light and shadow condensed into a giant light pillar out of thin air, reaching deep into the sky.
It is true that the "dream man" can make people forget about themselves, but this divine power seems to have not yet integrated into themselves. It radiates from the palms of their hands and surrounds them, as if it is drawing the power of a specific rule from the sky.
——Such a violent vision cannot be concealed!
Wu Xiaode couldn't help but sigh.
He suddenly began to accelerate, tapping the ground with his toes continuously, and quickly left the ruined temple.
——This girl cannot be affected!
He galloped all the way, his speed gradually increasing, like lightning.
A certain moment.
Wu Xiaode's expression changed, and he suddenly rushed forward.
Almost at the same time as he acted, densely packed bronze arms appeared in the void, all intertwined, forming a defensive posture, floating in the air like a fortress——
boom!
All the bronze arms were scattered.
Taking advantage of this moment, Wu Xiaode avoided the attack.
Where he originally stood, a bottomless pit appeared.
Wu Xiaode landed on a stone pier and looked back solemnly.
Each bronze arm is equal to his strength.
With the power of "Eternal Fall", the pair of dirty devil hands hidden in hundreds of bronze hands are stronger than himself.
Even if a thousand such bronze arms were used to defend together, they would be easily blasted away by the opponent.
Who is it?
I saw a golden-armored godman quietly emerging above the pit, and just took back a spear in his hand.
"Who are you?" Wu Xiaode asked.
The golden-armored god looked indifferent, looked at Wu Xiaode and said:
"The time has come to ask God to reincarnate."
Reincarnation?
Wu Xiaode looked at the other party.
——This guy doesn’t look very strong.
It should be similar to Black Dragon.
No.
A little worse than Black Dragon.
If the black dragon had struck with all its strength just now, my own Everfallen Demonic Hand would not be able to withstand it, and I would have to draw my sword to resist in order to save my life.
Wu Xiaode looked around him and saw that the pillar of light formed by the vision was getting brighter and brighter.
It has been continuously releasing powerful and continuous fluctuations of divine power——
"The man in the dream" cannot cover up such a large-scale vision!
Wu Xiaode sighed, suddenly smiled and said:
"But I'm not very good at reincarnation. Can you teach me?"
After hearing this, the golden-armored god said expressionlessly:
"Please ask God to reincarnate."
It stood in mid-air, stretched out its hand and made a gesture.
When it started to knead the skills, Wu Xiaode had already drawn his sword.
joke.
How could such an unknown thing allow him to complete the spell?
I was careless the last time I fought against the fallen angels. From that time on, "Tianzhi" was always on.
——With "Heaven's Will", Wu Xiaode has already seen the spell that the opponent is about to use:
"The Realm of Illusory Flesh!"
"Explanation: Use the corpses of many gods in the heaven to form a ball of flesh and blood with a radius of hundreds of kilometers, trap the enemy in it, and use all the power of the gods to kill all enemies."
How virtuous and capable I am, being killed by many big bosses in the heaven!
At this time, Wu Xiaode still had more than 50 million soul power, so he used a sword with two million soul power——
But he saw the shadow of the black sword flash past, directly smashing the armor of the golden-armored god, and then flew away with a roar.
Wu Xiaode was not happy and was surprised, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Generally speaking, he is fierce in battle and will never back down easily.
But the sight before him forced him to be cautious.
I saw that sword shadow shattering the golden armored god's body armor, revealing its true face——
A human-shaped mass, constantly squirming, covered in the flesh and blood of various faces!
How does something so permeable have anything to do with gods?
The flesh and blood shrank for a while, and he hummed:
"Illusory physical body realm, open!"
——Despite being slashed by a sword, it still performed the technique just now!
But seeing this mass of flesh and blood suddenly spread out, it covered the sky and the earth in the blink of an eye, completely wrapping Wu Xiaode in it.
The whole world is made of flesh and blood!
Wu Xiaode tried to slash at the wall of flesh and blood with his sword, but he saw a human figure emerging from the wall, gently resisting his attack.
That human form condenses the appearance and body shape——
He was exuding brilliant divine light, with a solemn expression and a majestic demeanor, like a god in the sky!
Wu Xiaode's pupils shrank suddenly and he withdrew his sword and defended himself.
"Stop struggling. I am the Xuantian Immortal. I possess supreme divine power. I only need one finger to kill you."
The god said.
At the same time, figures one after another gradually appeared on the wall of flesh and blood.
All are gods!
The aura on each of them was beyond what Wu Xiaode could imagine.
Even if the Demon God from the deepest part of the Demon God's underground palace comes, he will never be a match.
Wu Xiaode looked at the Book of the Dead——
A line of small words in ice crystals has already appeared on the page:
"We are currently in a special barrier and cannot return to the future!"
Can't leave!
Wu Xiaode's mind flashed, and he made a decisive decision. He gripped the desolate sword and stabbed directly towards his chest——
puff.
The long sword penetrated the chest.
In an instant, he fell into a state of near death.
On the walls of flesh in all directions, the gods all raised their hands——
But it's too late!
"Minggui" is activated!
The world shook.
Wu Xiaode disappeared from the siege of the flesh and blood wall.
Boom!
He fell heavily into a vast expanse of ice and snow.
——This place has left the world of life and arrived at a certain world of death!
‘Ming Ghost’ can randomly summon a certain layer of death world to replace the current world, but whether to bring the enemy in or not is completely decided by Wu Xiaode!
Generally speaking, even if he is a demon, he would dare to bring the opponent in to fight.
But this time he was completely unsure.
In order to escape with his life, he simply sent himself to this world of death!
Wu Xiaode coughed up a mouthful of blood and rubbed the sacred ring on his hand with difficulty.
——This is no better than last time.
The last time he was near death, many heroic spirits kept helping him and came into his body, so that he could continue to fight.
This time it's just me.
The Holy Treasure Ring flashed and a fruit was released immediately.
Holy Fruit of Frost and Snow!
This is an extremely rare fruit that can heal injuries and is a precious collection from the Bone Dragon.
But no matter how precious it is, it cannot be used for collection.
Help now!
With trembling hands, Wu Xiaode managed to peel off the peel, stuffed the whole fruit into his mouth, and chewed it quickly.
When he felt the fruit begin to take effect, he endured the pain and pulled the desolate sword out of his chest.
Blood spilled all over the ground, leaving bright red marks on the snow.
This fruit is really powerful.
Wu Xiaode looked down and saw that the injury on his chest had begun to heal.
——In other words, if there is no such fruit, the "Minggui" trick is almost useless.
Because once a person is close to death, he will die soon.
Without the Holy Fruit of Bone Dragon's healing, Wu Xiaode himself doesn't know any high-level healing spells. If he uses "Ming Ghost", there will only be one effect——
Familiarize yourself with the environment of the death world in advance and be mentally prepared before you die.
"call--"
He let out a long breath, still feeling a little uneasy.
The pillar of divine power around him still shot up into the sky.
This kind of vision can be seen clearly from extremely distant places.
——That monster won’t chase you to the world of death.
I heard that the number of layers in the world of death is almost countless.
It shouldn't be found.
But just in case, you still need to make some preparations.
Wu Xiaode waited for the injuries on his body to be more serious, then he lay down in the snow and muttered:
"Wish me luck."
The Book of the Dead was opened immediately, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:
"As a Minggui, you can control bad luck and luck."
"You have blessed yourself with luck."
"You will have good luck today."
All the small words disappeared in a flash.
The next moment.
Wu Xiaode suddenly felt that the shocking fluctuations in his body slowly subsided.
All the divine light flew into the palm of his hand again, completely submerged within the word "Gonggong", and no longer showed any fluctuation.
Wu Xiaode was startled, and then he was overjoyed.
If it weren't for the fluctuation of divine power, which caused the phenomenon of the light beam rising into the sky, far exceeding the scope of the magic mist, he would never have been exposed.
But now, all the visions have disappeared, and I can finally hide.
He took out a coin and flipped it gently between his fingertips.
"Dream Man" activates!
A faint mist emerged from the void again, floating quietly around him.
Wu Xiaode sat on the ground and took a few breaths, feeling that the feeling of dying was gradually being suppressed.
The body begins to regain some strength.
He was about to get up when he suddenly saw a movement in the void——
The ball of flesh and blood quietly appeared in the air, squirmed a few times, and transformed into a golden-armored god again.
The golden-armored god fell on the snow.
It looked around, a look of confusion appearing on its indifferent face.
"It can't be wrong, it should be in this world of death..."
The golden-armored god murmured in a low voice.
Wu Xiaode sighed, stood up with his sword in hand, limped over, and came to the back of the golden-armored god.
——Now you can't see me.
He held his breath and raised the wild sword in his hand high.
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