"Haha, you just had a dream and you enslaved me, and you really think you enslaved me? What a joke! I, Dream Tapir, have pretended to do things for you and captured mythical beasts for you all these years, just to wait for this day to completely destroy you.
!Hahaha!" Meng Tapir laughed wildly.
Dongxie Shengjun's face was extremely ugly.
Xiao Long was not surprised at all. How could a divine beast be enslaved so easily?
From the conversation between Dongxie Shengjun and him, he could tell that Mengxi did not tell the truth to Dongxie Shengjun. This showed that Mengxi's enslavement was completely false! He deliberately pretended to be like that!
"As a divine beast, I am born noble, how can I become a slave of humans? Even if I die, I will not be defiled by a human!"
The dream tapir roared.
Immediately, he looked at Xiao Long and Mo Ying and smiled: "Thank you both very much. I have been working hard for tens of thousands of years, and finally I have waited for this day!"
"Finally someone can kill you in your dream!" Meng Tapir stared at Holy Lord Dongxie with fierce eyes, as if he was killing his father.
Xiao Long finally understood the cause and effect of the incident.
Dream Tapir, controlled by the Holy Lord Dongxie, has always longed for revenge. He lurked for tens of thousands of years and finally waited for Xiao Long.
"Master Wu Emperor, I can't control you in the dream. I beg you to take the initiative to kill this thief." Meng Tapir bowed to Mo Ying.
Mo Ying looked at Xiao Long.
Xiao Long said: "Kill him!"
"Okay!" Mo Ying nodded slightly.
Holy Lord Dongxie's skin was covered in pimples.
"No, I want to go out! I want to go out!" Dongxie Shengjun turned pale with fright, opened his hand and grabbed the void, and the dream world was like a glass with a big hole broken open.
"Hurry up, I can't hold on any longer!" Meng Tapir urged.
Mo Ying closed his eyes tightly and flicked the sword's edge with his finger. An invisible sword sound scattered out and rushed into the body of Holy Lord Dongxie.
"Soul-Suppressing Sound Sword!"
"Chi chi chi chi chi..."
Dongxie Shengjun's body was instantly riddled with holes in the sound of the sword, like a hornet's nest, and the blood all over his body burst out like a fountain.
"Break it!" Holy Lord Dongxie used his last breath and smashed it into the void.
"Boom!"
The void was like a broken mirror, cracking apart inch by inch, and everything in sight disappeared in an instant.
"Pfft!"
In the palace of the underground sea, Holy Lord Dongxie suddenly opened his eyes, blood spurted out wildly, his arm was broken, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the surface of his body, dyeing the ground red.
All the injuries in the dream were brought to reality!
"How could this happen? What kind of move is this!" Dongxie Shengjun was shocked to find that there was still a sword sound in his body, and the sound of the sword trembling kept coming out. Every time the sound sounded, his body felt like
The pain was as severe as being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
"Suppress me!"
Holy Lord Dongxie activated the law of wind and turned it into the power of endless law, finally annihilating the sound of the sword.
"Huh!" Holy Lord Dongxie let out a long breath. At this moment, the meridians in his body have been broken. Even his Dantian has been pierced, and his true energy has leaked out. If there is no remedial measure, he will be reduced to a corpse in less than an hour.
Useless person.
He quickly took out a green elixir and swallowed it without hesitation. This elixir was a ninth-grade imperial elixir that contained the law of life. After he swallowed it, the injuries in his body were finally temporarily contained.
"Fortunately! Fortunately, the power of the law cannot be activated in the dream, otherwise the Emperor Wu's law could cut me into ashes with one move!"
Holy Lord Dongxie broke out in a cold sweat.
The reason why he survived even after being attacked by Emperor Wu was because the dream of Meng Tapir was too weak to simulate the power of the law. Otherwise, the sound sword move contained the law of swordsmanship and could definitely kill him instantly!
Facing Emperor Wu, even the invincible Holy King is no match for him!
"Damn it! I was actually plotted by Meng Tapir! Damn it!" Holy Lord Dongxie gritted his teeth in anger.
Dongxie Shengjun has been planning for tens of thousands of years, but has failed. Who would have thought that Mengtairus, who has worked for him for countless years and made great contributions, is actually an undercover agent!
"There are still ten days to go. Once the ten days are up, retreat immediately! We can't stay here any longer!" After a long time, Holy Lord Dongxie made up his mind.
In the Demon Temple.
Xiao Long returned to reality, and Meng Tapir also appeared next to him.
"Pfft!" Meng Tapir spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Long said.
Meng Tapir wiped the blood from his mouth and said with a smile: "It's okay, the dream was broken, it's just a bit of a backlash, just rest for ten days and it will be fine."
The Dream Tapir's dream needs to be constructed by itself. Ten days is a cycle. In other words, the Dream Tapir cannot use its special abilities within ten days.
"Dragon Clan, Xiao Long, thank you very much this time!" Meng Tapir cupped his hands and said.
"You're welcome."
Xiao Long waved his hand indifferently, "Speaking of which, you are really shrewd. Even I was deceived by you."
"Actually, when I gave up most of my life and escaped from your hands, you should have guessed that as a divine beast, I will not be enslaved even if I die!" Meng Tapir said calmly.
Hearing this, Xiao Long nodded slightly.
In fact, he should have thought long ago that monsters and humans are inseparable. How could a divine beast, the lord of monsters, be easily enslaved by humans?
"Since you were not enslaved, why didn't you choose to leave and still worked for him for tens of thousands of years?" Xiao Long asked doubtfully.
"Because..." Meng Tapir gritted his teeth and said, "I want to find someone to kill him completely. None of the mythical beasts I met along the way had the ability to kill him until I met you."
Having said this, Meng Tapir let out a long sigh: "It's a pity that he escaped in the end."
Xiao Long smiled lightly and said: "Haha, escaped? That's not necessarily the case."
Meng Tapir looked at him: "What did you say!"
"I know Mo Ying's secret skill well. Once he is attacked, it will not be as simple as a minor injury. Maybe Holy Lord Dongxie has become a useless person now. Even if he has the ninth-grade emperor pill, he will not be able to fully recover within ten days."
"How is that possible!" Meng Tapir said in disbelief.
"Mo Ying is my apprentice, and I taught him his soul-suppressing sound sword." Xiao Long said calmly.
Dream Tapir's heart was filled with turmoil.
Only then did Meng Tapir realize that Xiao Long indeed had a disciple of Emperor Wu! It was no lie!
Meng Tapir felt that he could no longer see through the person in front of him. Not to mention the identity of the dragon clan, there was also a human Emperor Wu as his apprentice. It seemed that the information he got from Huang Mao under hypnosis was just the tip of the iceberg.
!
Xiao Long said calmly: "There are still ten days until the Ten Thousand Demons Space opens. Before that, after we leave the Demon Temple, we will go to the underground sea to completely eliminate him!"
Normally, Meng Tapir would definitely shake his head and sneer at Xiao Long's words, but now, he doesn't dare to refute. Who knows what other trump cards Xiao Long has.
"If you can really do that, I would like to thank you on behalf of the dead mythical beasts!" Meng Tapir bowed earnestly to Xiao Long.