The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 429: The live version is here

Wang Xuan opened his eyes, his forehead and face were cool, and the burning pain caused by the red substance was cleared away. He looked at the two in front of him.

"It's here again, do you really think my memory has been washed away?" He glanced at the terrifying meteorite passage. Above the rock wall, the magic flower was one or two places apart, it was really not far away.

"Get up quickly." The demon master Yanyan said, and the red dress was burnt to tatters.

Wang Xuan was rude, pushed her away, and even grabbed her delicate white wrist and wanted to throw her aside.

However, instead of throwing it, he was picked up, and a pure white fist enlarged and was about to hit his face.

With a bang, Fang Yuzhu stretched out his hand and grabbed the demon master Yanyan's wrist to stop this scene. .

Wang Xuan felt the fist wind blowing against his face, and his face was in severe pain. Just the roar that was so close at hand could cause extremely terrifying destructive power.

"It looks the same as the real thing." He is still plain, and this is not the first time he has come to this place, and he still wants to deceive him with hallucinations? What a joke!

Then, he calmly and calmly stretched out his hand, shook it in front of the demon master, and said, "Wake up, you are a puppet."

The scene was silent for a while, and the demon master Yanyan seemed a little surprised and inconceivable. Then, when she was in a trance, she pinched her face abruptly with one hand.

"Don't tell me, this dream is quite real. The demon master's face is fair and crystal clear, and she is quite elastic. I didn't see her dancing the fairy dance in reality, why don't you come here?" Wang Xuan said calmly. .

In the passage, it was deadly quiet, there was no sound at all, only terrifying red particulate matter fell from above, causing him to burn in severe pain.

"This kid... crazy!" Not far away, someone in the red mist finally spoke up, it was Zhang Daoling.

Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Old Zhang, I'm sorry, maybe I often talk about you in my heart on weekdays, so in the fantasy world, your appearance rate is also relatively high."

The scene was strange. The demon master's face turned from pale to a wisp of evil spirit, and his right hand was instantly raised. This was the rhythm of slapping Wang Xuan with a slap.

"He just woke up, and he's still a little confused." Fang Yuzhu opened his mouth and quickly stopped her.

Not far away, Qi Yi, Demon Ancestor, Qi Teng, Mingxue Patriarch, and Zheng Yuantian were all severely burned, but they all looked at Wang Xuan with strange expressions on their faces.

"Oh, the scene is exactly the same as when I left last time. Who should I leave behind?" Wang Xuan didn't find it funny at all. He thought that Mohua underestimated him, and it was actually a continuation of the last dream.

Is this the rhythm that is going to be turned into a series? He was annoyed and said, "Can you be more professional? You should deceive me with the real scene."

He found that Mohua attaches great importance to details. Even the environment has not changed.

As for the status of those few people, all the subtleties are too accurate and seem too real.

For a moment, Wang Xuan's mind was shaken, so the real person was coming? He shook his head, impossible.

He crushed the fruit of the first fairy tea tree in his mouth, and then the iron drill in his hand collided with the furnace lid, making a crisp and real sound, in order to wake him up and get out of the dream.

In fact, as the surrounding light dissipated, he felt that he was completely clear and awake, and he really woke up, but why are those figures still there? They are all looking at him, the facial expressions are too perfect, and the eyes are different.

"He's crazy, it's useless to keep it, kill it." Qi Yi, the demon ancestor, said.

Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Lao Qi, your schizophrenic son has been conquered by me. Call me uncle."

After he finished speaking, he smiled, even if it was an illusion? He can chat with anyone on weekdays, and now he doesn't mind talking more.

"It's okay to pinch him to death." Zheng Yuantian said, his body was covered in armor.

Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Old Zheng, are you putting on this cuteness? Do you know? You are already dead!"

Then, he felt the power like burning mountains and boiling seas. Zheng Yuantian didn't get used to him, and slapped him directly. The passages of the meteorites exploded, violent shocks, all kinds of meteorites fell, and red substances poured out. , this place seems to be destroyed.

"Old Zheng, you are still so fierce when you are dead?!" Wang Xuan was surprised. If this kind of power hit his Primordial Spirit, it would probably be shattered.

This is very wrong. He couldn't help but poke himself slightly with the iron drill to wake up his primordial spirit. Is he still out of the illusion?

But his other hand was not idle either. He held the lid of the furnace and turned it into the size of a shield. He stood in front of him to protect himself.

He was worried that this was an illusion. He was afraid that he was induced by the magic flower in various falsehoods, and eventually killed himself. What if the target was his head?

"Boom!"

In the passive defense, a loud noise came out, Zheng Peishi hit the furnace cover, and the shocking furnace cover burst out with strange runes, and the entire passage roared.

"I'm going. After Lao Zheng died, did he become my inner demon? He came to toss me in a fantasy world, and he was so fierce!" Wang Xuan thought it was outrageous.

He thinks it's very wrong, how come it looks like the live version is coming, not like it's in a dream?

During this process, he tried many times to wake himself up and not fall into a deep dream, but every time he could perceive it, cut off the falsehood, wiped out the illusion, and did not understand, but the meteorite There are indeed those figures in the passage, very real, and their expressions are not good.

"Don't stop me, you must kill him!" Zheng Yuantian said coldly.

"Old Zheng, you can see that the cover in his hand is extraordinary, right? We also think, there is a problem, do you want me to come?" The ancestor said, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, black gas on his body, of course, his hair was It's almost burned here.

"Damn it, everyone seems to be really resurrected. The drama is on the upper body. This is my mental illusion activity? However, I am not a drama expert, and I don't like to think about it."

Wang Xuan thought it was outrageous. This experience was so weird that he frowned, as if he was facing a bunch of real patriarchs.

He calmed himself down, looked at Zheng Yuantian again, and said, "Old Zheng, I haven't had a chance to talk to you, because you're dead."

As soon as this kind of words came out, Zheng Jueshi on the opposite side immediately looked cold, didn't want to talk to him, just wanted to kill him directly!

Wang Xuan then said, "I'm sorry, in the outside world, I killed you with my own hands. I haven't burnt paper for you yet, so I'll set you two on fire here. In general, you died peacefully and without great sin."

"Boy, you're crazy!" Even the ancestor of the underworld blood couldn't help, shaking his head there.

Zheng Yuantian and Qi Yi, the demon ancestor, approached. One wanted to kill him directly, while the other stared at the lid in his hand, and couldn't help but want to kill him.

Fang Yuzhu stepped forward, blocked the way of the two of them, and faced them alone, quite calm, making the two strong men feel uneasy when they joined forces.

"Sister Yuzhu, it's okay, it's all an illusion. I'm experiencing the impact of the magic flower here, and I can't break free. But in a dream, instead of fighting with them, it's far better for us to chat. ."

Wang Xuan took Fang Yuzhu's hand and told her to step back. As for the illusion, what should I care about?

A few people around were stunned when they heard him call Fang Yuzhu his sister, and even gave up his surname. They couldn't believe their ears.

Fang Yuzhu turned back and withdrew his hand, also revealing a strange color.

Even Zhang Daoling stroked his forehead and said, "This kid is really incurable. Either he has hysteria, or he is really crazy."

Bang!

Wang Xuan took a bite. It wasn't heavy, but it wasn't light either. His body flew out, and it was the hand of the demon master Yanyan.

At this time, Wang Xuan had a feeling in his heart, it seemed that these people really had spirituality and the light of primordial spirit, which made him sweat a little.

He shook the furnace cover again and again, and struck with the iron drill and the flagpole of the Zhanshenqi. Today is a trouble, why is it like this?

"I don't believe anyone can come here!" He stared at the rough stone wall of the meteorite passage. There used to be a hole there. According to the last dream, there was connected to the spiritual world related to Yudaoqi, but it was blocked.

Can someone really enter this place from there? Wang Xuan absolutely did not believe it.

"Wake up!" he shouted, shaking the lid repeatedly, and going all out, urging the scriptures of the severely mentally ill.

The more awake he was, the more he felt like his hair was standing on end. Zhang Daoling, Fang Yuzhu, Demon Lord and others were so clear that they were no different from living people.

At the very least, they have the real power of the primordial spirit, and it is not false no matter how you look at it.

He thinks that he has woken up and has not fallen into a dream. Why is he still seeing this?

Wang Xuan turned around and left, mainly because he couldn't stand it anymore. The red substance was like fire and thunder, burning him to death, and splitting him to the point of crumbling.

Those few people seemed to be unable to bear it either. They kept bombarding the cliff wall, re-opening the passage, and also retreating to take a breather.

Wang Xuan swooped, and at the same time he was looking back, his eyes widened, he was sure that those people were indeed the light of the primordial spirit, not false.

He got goosebumps all over his body. What happened? Those... really came, which made him feel incredible and couldn't explain it.

In the end, he escaped the passage and hid far away to wake himself up, or was he still in an illusion? It shouldn't be!

He went away in one breath~IndoMTL.com~ He left here, returned to the pool of life, sat cross-legged in the middle, picked a tea fruit directly, did not brew it, but ate it, bitter and astringent, with Lightly scented.

"I should have left there. I'm no longer in the illusion. If the illusion was so deep, the magic flower would have had a chance to kill me." Wang Xuan muttered to himself, completely calmed down.

He opened his palms and held a corner of red silk in his palm. This was the corner of the burnt red dress of the demon master Yanyan. He quietly intercepted a piece and took it out.

"It's not a hallucination, I really saw them? Impossible!" Wang Xuan felt a little messy in the wind, but he was really not calm at this time.

"Could it be that I haven't left the meteorite tunnel until now? And my recent experience, killing Zheng Yuantian, Heng Jun's tragic death, and the mysterious shadow wanting to devour me, are these fake?"

Wang Xuan had chills on his back. He felt that he was poisoned. He couldn't tell what was false and what was true.

He cautiously buried the red skirt in the dirt mountain by the pool, and he decided to go to the crater to take a look, otherwise, he would feel uneasy and feel like he was going to go crazy.

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At the same time, outsiders, a peerless figure said: "Thinking about the horror, the light of my soul is spreading, blurring, turning into emptiness..."

"There's something weird, what's this... what's the situation? Could it be that the most terrifying incident of the past is happening again?" Another person was awakened.

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