Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 329: Let’s go, Senior Brother will take you to Slaughter God!

Chen Luo was able to decipher that this dream was not the dream of the senior brother, and the two sources of information were not equal.

First of all, Chen Luo entered the dream realm through the savage beast's beast's pupil, rather than being directly hit by the dream-entering spell, so he still retains his memory and will not be disturbed by the factors in the dream realm, which is an accident.

Secondly, Chen Luo knew about Li Qinglian's relationship with the big brother, but the barbarian gods didn't. If Chen Luo guessed correctly, among the black lotuses, it was actually the memory of the senior brother about Li Qinglian, so he was fortunate to see the demeanor of the poet hundreds of years ago.

Imagine, with the relationship between the senior brother and Li Qinglian, how could the sealed memory of Li Qinglian be regarded as the evil party in the dream?

The only one who will do this is the eldest brother's enemy, the barbarian god.

There was a mysterious coolness that suddenly appeared before, when I was about to see through these illusions, suddenly the black lotus attacked.

This is not an accident, but a unavoidable measure taken by the savage **** worried that he would discover the clues of this dream.

"Little Junior Brother, you're finally awake." That Meng Hao suddenly appeared beside Chen Luo and smiled with relief, "In order not to make the savage **** suspicious, my distraction sealed the memory. Only when you wake up, I will then unblock it, don't be surprised."

Chen Luo Shili: "Senior brother is very polite. At the beginning of my dream, the big brother turned a **** to guard me around, and in the name of Li Qinglian's close friend Meng Haoran implied that I was too stupid and didn't immediately think of the connection."

The student from Xuezhai frowned slightly: "You two have lost your mind? Before the enemy, what are you talking about in a dream! What a savage god! If you continue to talk nonsense like this, and the battle will end later, I will definitely report to Shan. Sir, I will expel the two of you from the study!"

Chen Luo and Meng Hao looked at each other and both smiled.

Chen Luo shook his head: "I was wondering before, why this study enchantment cannot go out and no outsiders come in. Now that I think about it, this enchantment should be a cage, trapping the dream cage of the barbarian gods."

"These green lake black lotuses should be the key to the cage!"

Meng Haoran nodded: "These are the keys to forming the magical powers of dream magic. It's just that for the barbarian gods, they are trapped in the cage of dream magic, and they can't explore at all, and they can't find the real node. So he sees little junior brother, you come in. , I want to use your hand to find the node."

"Fortunately I woke up early, otherwise I would have killed the senior brother." Chen Luo looked apologetic, then looked at the angry Xuezhai student, "No need to pretend. After all, you are a barbarian, you established The dream is too rough."

"There is no change in the four seasons, and there is no cloudy sky. The passage of time is like a glimmer of light, and the cultivation base obtained in this study is like a mirror."

"I only thought it would be like this in a dream. Now that I think about it, it's because you don't know how to dream, and the weaving is too rough."

"Influenced my soul tyrannically, making me believe what I saw, what I heard, and finally used for you."

"Don't you know that Du Sheng of the human race has long ago instructed that the key to illusion is 'sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently'?"

The Xuezhai student's face was gloomy, and he saw his face change rapidly, turning into different faces, and when he spoke, he was full of different voices.

"Do you really think this mere dream cage can hold me?"

"Just trying to save some time!"

"Since you've seen through it, it's useless to keep you!"

Speaking, the student's face was finally fixed, and it became the image of a middle-aged man. It was the appearance of Tu Lian, the head of Shuzhaishan. A dangerous energy burst out from his body and rushed towards Chen Luo.

If this blow hits, Chen Luo's soul will be seriously injured.

"When I don't exist?" Meng Hao said suddenly, he raised his legs and took a step towards Chen Luo, the whole figure actually merged into Chen Luo's body, Chen Luo's body suddenly exuded a cyan halo, The air machine hit the blue halo and disappeared without a trace.

"So that's how it is!" A message flashed across Chen Luo's mind, and he smiled, "So the core you are looking for, the savage god, is Meng Hao, my senior brother who has been distracted!"

"My senior brother still has a sword in his dream, please taste it!"

Speaking, Chen Luo's figure sank slightly, and his toes tapped the green lake. In an instant, a blue light pattern spread out, and the black lotus touched by the light pattern quickly faded from black and turned into a righteousness. Abundant green lotus.

For a time, the sky is full of uprightness, and the green lotus is full of green lakes!

"Qinglian! Qinglian! Qinglian again!" Tu Lian said with disgust on his face, "Destroy them all!"

Above the sky, a huge palm appeared and pressed it towards the green lake. The palm seemed to compress the space and pressed a depression in the center of the green lake, as if it could flatten the mountains and fill the sea with one palm.

Chen Luo felt the oppression of the huge palm, and his heart was stunned, worthy of being a savage god!

You must know that this is a dream, and the barbarian **** is not the flesh and blood that he is good at. What's more, he is being suppressed by the dream magic power of the senior brother at this time.

"Three thousand miles of the green lake, Qinglian has a righteous spirit."

"Turn into sword light and slay the enemies of the world."

Chen Luo recited, and it was a little bit of the lake surface. The green lotus filled the lake instantly flew from the lake surface, dancing and spinning, turning into a blue sword energy.

The sword qi flies through the air at high speed, brilliance and brilliance. They pierced through the chests of the students in the study room, causing the students who were transformed to dissipate one after another, and finally converged into a long river of sword energy, rushing towards the giant palm that fell in the air.

Tu Lian frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and concentrated all his power on the giant palm. The long river of sword energy flew towards the giant palm, but it collapsed halfway.

It's like a giant tree that was sent into the cutting machine, and it collapsed before it touched the giant palm, and there was no obstacle to the giant palm falling.

"Hahahaha..." Tu Lian laughed, "Is that only the extent?"

"Or is most of the power used to maintain dream magic?"

Chen Luo looked at the giant palm that seemed to be slow and fast, which was only a few meters away from him in a blink of an eye, and looked at Tu Lian: "Who said that only Qinglian can do poetic swordsmanship?"

"Didn't I say it? Green Lake is three thousand miles away!"

"Jianhu, get up!"

Pinghu is windy, and the wind blows huge waves, and the waves are monstrous.

These three thousand miles of green lake are actually full of poetic sword energy!

The lake water roared up into the sky, forming a water column that connected to the sky, rushing towards the falling giant palm, the space black hole under the giant palm constantly wiped out the sword energy water column, but the waves rose again and again, and the lake surface was calm in an instant It seems like a thousand peaks stand up, like a thousand dragons emerging from the water.

For a time, the giant palm and the water column formed a stalemate and refused to give in to each other.

"Who are you?" Tu Lian finally became serious. In this dream, he had limited means to use. He just looked at Chen Luo viciously, "When this **** kills Lang Feixian, the next goal, I will kill you!"

"The Secret Biography of Bamboo Forest, Fang's disciple, you don't deserve to know my name!" Chen Luo said with a serious expression.

While speaking, the huge waves of the Green Lake surged again, finally breaking through the black hole barrier under the giant palm, completely submerging the giant palm. The more it shrinks, the more illusory it becomes.

At the same time, the body of Tu Lian, who was standing in front of Chen Luo, also began to have cracks. He finally grinned: "This dream magic can only trap the **** for a while, but it can't kill the god."

"At most, let this **** have a nightmare."

"When the **** wakes up, both of you will die without a burial!"

When the voice fell, Tu Lian shattered like a porcelain bottle.

The waves of the green lake also lost their target and turned into pouring rain. Chen Luo raised his head and saw that cracks began to appear in the space, peeling off piece by piece, and rays of light emerged from the cracks.

Where the light shines, the laughing road where the bookstore was originally, slowly turned into nothingness.

The dream of the barbarian **** is broken!

……

Under the sky.

The blood is like a fog, covering the secret. In addition to the blood fog, huge and strange formations were drawn on the ground. On the formations, various corpses seemed to be lying in fixed places very regularly. Among these corpses, there are human races, barbarians, monsters, and barbarians. If you look carefully, you can see that all these corpses are above the third rank.

Blood gurgled outward from the corpse, the blood penetrated into the formation on the ground, and was sucked into the blood mist by the formation.

An old old woman came with a cane. She didn't care about the corpse lying on the ground at all, but stepped into the blood mist step by step.

She walked forward step by step, neither fast nor slow, as if every step had been carefully measured. The blood fog did not make her lose her judgment of the direction. In the end, a sturdy figure sitting cross-legged appeared in front of her eyes.

The figure sat there, his heart beating like a drum, thumping.

"Agu!" The old woman called out softly, and the barbarians on the opposite side slowly opened their eyes.

This person is the barbarian emperor of Ilisa Khan who Han Qingzhu is thinking of, Ta Gu!

Ta Gu looked at the old woman: "What news is there from the outside world?"

"The Battle of Winter will end in seven days, when Mordan will return with his troops!"

The tower bone nodded slightly: "Wait a minute."

"The emperor can feel that the stars of the barbarian gods are still bright."

"There are still two missing links in the promotion of the barbarian god. If the emperor wants to be promoted, he must be promoted to the most powerful barbarian god!"

The old woman was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "I will step up the arrangement of the human race."

"One more **** battle, it should be fine!"

Tagu closed his eyes again~IndoMTL.com~ The old woman saluted again and turned away from the blood mist.

……

The dream of the barbarian **** collapsed. Chen Luo's eyes flashed before he saw the face of a handsome uncle with a smile that was almost pressed against his own. Surprised.

"Li Qinglian?"

"No, no, I'm not Li Qinglian!" The handsome uncle grinned, "It's just that he looks like this, and I'm too lazy to pinch his face, so it's okay to look like this."

Chen Luo immediately knew the identity of the person in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Chen Luo has seen Senior Brother!"

This handsome uncle is naturally the senior Zhulin Senior Brother Lang Feixian.

"Not busy, not busy!" Lang Feixian held up Chen Luo and smiled, "This is still a dream! It can't be real! You go out and worship me again!"

"Go, senior brother will take you to slaughter God!"