Two more monks appeared.

Dream of Floating Life, Southern Cyclops.

Before the fight started, there were already discussions everywhere, and there were many words such as the younger sister who lost to Nan Xianke, and whether the older sister would lose too.

The fantasy of Fusheng was naturally full of fire and glared at me, not knowing whether it was for myself or for the dream of Fusheng.

......

On the battlefield, Nan Xianke nodded at Fu Shengmeng with a graceful look.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder what the last name you and Ling Mei were called when they were fighting before?"

"The method of shrinking the heaven and earth."

Fusheng Meng replied faintly, without hiding it.

As soon as these words were spoken, almost all monks showed a thoughtful look.

The methods of Fusheng Huan suddenly trembled strangely and changed directions again. Isn’t it just like a person who is so cold that he has deformed his hands?

"When comrade Dao fought against Qi Huang, what is the name of the method he used?"

I also ask about the dream of floating life.

"Virtual and Real Sword Formation!"

Nan Xianke also answered with ease.

When the cultivators heard this name, they were also thinking.

After talking about this, there was nothing to say. Nan Xianke reached out and signaled that Fu Shengmeng was not polite to him, and a frost storm was bombarded.

Nanxianke Changjian responded!

The battle between the two began.

......

Soon, the two of them took out the virtual and real sword formation and the ice shrinking heaven and earth method together!

While Nan Xianke flashed, the sword quietly connected in the void, but his sword formation had not yet been arranged, and the earth in the void was trembling and shaking inexplicably.

The foundation has been shaken, how can the sword formation be arranged?

The dream of floating life has the upper hand!

"Fellow Daoist is wise, my virtual and real sword formation is not the opponent of your ice shrinkage heaven and earth method."

"That's because you've used it before and I'm already alert."

"No matter what, this competition was won by fellow Taoist."

"Daoist now, are you planning to evolve this method or to come up with more powerful methods?"

The dream of Fusheng is calm like a piece of ice, and it will never be as hot as the illusion of Fusheng, burning ice.

"Ha ha--"

Nan Xianke laughed and said, "I am very lazy. I'm a brain-consuming and risky person who breaks through this kind of thing on the spot. If I really don't like it, just use this treasure, to defeat fellow Taoists!"

After the words came to take out something.

A fan-like treasure woven by colorful feathers was taken out by Nanxianke and sacrificed in his hands, emitting colorful light, dazzling and dazzling, and even a huge atmosphere.

"Lingbao!"

"He also has spiritual treasures?"

"There are actually two spiritual treasures in Weiyang Divine Palace!"

"Maybe there are more, what a Weiyang Temple!"

The monks on all sides were shocked!

Nan Xianke did not even take out the spiritual treasure when he met Qi Huang. At this moment, Qi Huang saw it and knew that he underestimated him. His eyes were full of anger. Fu Shenghuan was also unhappy.

Take out this feather fan and shake it gently.

Nan Xianke was born tall and elegant, and at this moment, he had a wise style like a wise bead in his grasp. His eyes showed brighter and more spiritual.

......

Swish-

The dream of floating life flashed away first.

Huhu--

When she was standing just now, golden winds were already blowing, with a fast speed, emitting the aura of golden magic. Fortunately, she had already flashed away.

"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"

Nan Xianke said, and while flying after him, he fanned the colorful feather fan again.

Boom--

This time, silver-white lightning blasted out.

These lightnings, unlike ordinary straightforwardness, floated strangely, as if the clouds and smoke were blown by fanning.

After this heavy attack, the South Cyclops fanned one after another, the yellow sand storm, the frozen world... and attacked them together.

"So awesome!"

"This spiritual treasure can actually activate the attack of the seven lines, and the sect is extremely powerful. Fu Shengmeng is now as if it is going to fight with the seven late stages of the Golden Pill, or even more powerful monks."

"Thank you, she still has that magic trick."

As the crowd talked, the dream of floating life really exploded, and eighteen people exploded.

"Fellow Daoist's illusion, unless it is suddenly one level higher than Ling Mei, I will really see through it, including your blood glacier!"

Nan Xianke said calmly.

All the colorful feather fans in his hand were heading towards one of the Fusheng Dream Fans, attacking heavily, and then going one after another.

......

That dream of life, his eyes gathered.

That's right!

It's true!

But she couldn't even think of how the other party saw through it. She used the ice shrinking heaven and earth method in her hand again, and the attack twisted the direction in the trembling state.

The dream of Fusheng was used to display the second level of the Phantom Blood Glacier, and it was indeed seen through.

The situation has come here and the stalemate begins!

The opponent's spiritual treasure is powerful, and Fushengmeng cannot attack. Although the two illusions have been seen through, relying on the Ice-Shrinking Heaven and Earth Method, Fushengmeng can still dodge the opponent's attack.

For a moment, no one can do anything to anyone.

"Is it going to turn into another war of attrition in the soul?"

The monks onlookers speculated.

But to be honest, they who love to watch the fun have started to feel a little bored after watching a few shows, but they can't think of a better way.

"If fellow Taoist plans to consume my soul power, I will accompany you to the end, and I can promise that I will never take any pills!"

Nanxianke spoke.

What is revealed in the voice is indescribable confidence, which puts great pressure on the opponent's mind.

When Fu Shengmeng heard this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

what to do?

what to do?

......

Yue Kuiran and others were also worried about Fusheng Dream at this moment.

Everyone looked at Yue Kuiran, Feng Yi, Lang Konghuan, and all of them admitted in their hearts that the three of them and Fu Shengmeng were obviously far beyond everyone.

"Unless Dreams are able to deduce the third level of illusion today, or have deeper insights on the path of frost, I can't think of a better way."

Lang Kong said happily.

Yue Kuiran and Feng Yi nodded together.

In the end, this is the only way to go.

"I believe she can do this with Meng with such talent!"

Lang Konghuan said firmly.

In all directions, the Lord of Fusheng looked at his granddaughter, and he was full of expectations. Fusheng Huan was also staring at his sister with a more complicated expression.

......

"Fellow Taoist, they all say that you have the talent to break through at the last minute, but I also want to climb higher and take a look. I can't give you so much time to understand!"

Nanxianke spoke.

After the words came to an end, the colorful feather fan shook again!

This time, it was the attack of seven vital energy, which rushed towards the dream of Fusheng, condensed into a colorful dream world, spreading forward!

dream!

Gorgeous!

Danger!

As soon as this hand was released, everyone clearly felt that Nan Xianke's eyes became dimmed, which was definitely because it consumed a lot of soul power. It could also be seen from the side. This hand is definitely not simple!
Chapter completed!