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Chapter 1069

Chapter 1069
The sky sends murderous intentions, and it is easy to move the stars.

As the sword lights continued to fall, Wumian and Xijing, whose strength was greatly suppressed, narrowly survived several times.

"Friend Wumian, it's not an option to continue like this, we have to make changes."

With blood in his mouth, Xi Jing felt an unstoppable panic in his heart. Here, if Emperor Tian Ning had God's help, they would not be opponents at all.

Hearing this, Wumian's eyes flickered.

"The only plan for now is to leave here first, and then I will open the passage to leave the dreamland, you are ready."

As he spoke, Wumian used the power of sleepwalking, colorful radiance filled the air, and a vortex quietly formed, but at this moment, Emperor Tianning made another move.

"Want to escape? It's that easy."

"I am the Son of Heaven, and I shall hold the constitution of heaven in my mouth. I say that the sky has its sky, the earth has its net, and nothing can go beyond it."

After ordering the world, a supreme aura burst out from Emperor Tianning's body.

As his words fell, the sky net was woven and the ground net was outlined, and the whole world suddenly became a huge cage, and even the power of sleepwalking lost its magic.

"The net of heaven and earth?"

Seeing such a scene, he was shocked and turned pale. He is no stranger to this power, because the current Middle Earth is protected by this power, but now Ji Xian perfectly recreates this power unconsciously through dreams. Show up and use it against them.

"It's a trap."

Understand something, as if forced to a dead end, without hesitation, Wu Mian sacrificed the Earth Immortal Artifact Dreamwalking Palace.

In the past, the Dreamwalking Palace stood in the depths of the dream. Although he could borrow part of his strength, he couldn't shake its body, but now it's different.

As soon as the Dreamwalking Palace came out, the aura of the Earth Immortal Artifact filled the air, and the originally unbreakable dream world suddenly became turbulent.

As the master of the dream, Ji Xian is indeed omnipotent here theoretically, but this omnipotence is actually illusory, once encountering a crushing force, his flaws will be exposed.

And at this moment, in the depths of the dream, the Nightmare Moth was quietly watching this scene.

"Did you bring the main body of the Sleepwalking Palace? You are cautious enough. Is this what you rely on? Nan Huazi, it's a pity that this is not enough, but it's true, after all, you have not yet awakened your true self."

Seeing Wumian who wanted to forcibly escape from this dream world with the help of the power of Sleepwalking Palace, Nightmare Moth smiled and let go of the last bit of worry.

The Sleepwalking Palace was cast from the corpse of the Great Dream Real Butterfly, and it was a fundamental existence and indispensable for both him and Nan Huazi.

Under such circumstances, even the descendants of Nan Huazi can borrow part of the power of Dreamwalking Palace at most, and it is impossible to fully control it. There is only one person who can really control Sleepwalking Palace, and that is Nanhuazi.

"The fish has already bit the hook, and this game should be over. It's a pity that Nan Huazi has not yet awakened his true self, so he is somewhat regretful and disappointed."

"However, being bitten by the person I want to save is a good way to die for Nan Huazi. It's ridiculous to say that a little of Nan Huazi's true spirit was turned into an incarnation by others. Temporary, but this kind of shame is hard to wash away, and death may also be a relief for you, as for this revenge, I will avenge it for you."

The thought appeared, and the face of Nightmare Moth was completely cold.

In the next moment, the huge moth wings spread out, and the nightmare moth turned into the shadow of this world, bringing darkness to this dream world.

"Nan Huazi, back then I wanted to devour the dreams of all living beings and absorb the power of all living beings to break through the Demon Emperor. Once I succeeded, I would seek revenge from the Emperor Winning, but you shot at me for your ridiculous idea. Today's grievances between you and me It's time to understand."

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, forcibly suppressing the power of Sleepwalking Palace, looking at Wumian, Nightmare Moth's eyes are quite complicated.

For Nan Huazi, he has an unforgettable hatred, but when it comes to the moment of revenge, he no longer has such thoughts in his heart, and it is more complicated and melancholy.

"From then on, there is no Nan Huazi in the world, only nightmares."

With a sigh, all the past is gone with the wind, the wings are like heavenly knives, and the nightmare moth wants to kill Wumian.

The light of the knife was sharp, like a dream, the defense of Dreamwalking Palace was broken immediately, Wumian was severely injured, and an invisible layer of skin was torn off. It was at this time that Nightmare Moth sensed something was wrong.

"You are not Nan Huazi!"

At this moment, Wumian's appearance in Nightmare Moth's heart changed drastically. He was only Wumian, not the reincarnation of Nan Huazi.

"Painted skin!"

Heart throbbing, Nightmare Moth understood something, and at this moment, a soft sigh sounded, carrying the vicissitudes left by a long time.

Green silk like ink, white clothes better than snow, elegant and unruly, Nan Huazi's figure came out of nothingness, from the beginning to the end, he did not hide on Wumian's body, he just painted a layer of his own skin on Wumian , in order to deceive the nightmare moth, and lure the nightmare moth to really reveal its traces.

The reason why Wumian was able to perform like that before Wumian was, firstly, because the dream-like magical power he cultivated was the best at changing, and secondly, because Nan Huazi completely gave him half of his Dream Dao fruit.

"Mengdie, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking at the Nightmare Moth, Nan Huazi still called out its previous name.

Looking at Nan Huazi like this, Nightmare Moth still doesn't understand that he is the fish being caught. Although Nan Huazi seems to be illusory to the extreme at this time, with no cultivation at all, in its eyes, he is like a scourge. Its mind is frantically warning, keeping it away from Nan Huazi.

"It's really easy to calculate. I am really inferior to you in this respect, but it is not so easy for you to deal with me."

The wings vibrate, and endless phosphorous powder is scattered, and the dream is forced to dream. The nightmare moth wants to escape. This place is the dreamland of all living beings, and it is its home field. No one can stop it from leaving here.

Seeing such a scene, without words, Nan Huazi drew a circle using his finger as a pen.

The law of heaven and earth resonated, and the strict prohibition was woven. The nightmare moth that originally wanted to escape seemed to be put into a bottle.

"This is the prison of the painting ground. It is the great supernatural power that I comprehended after I cut off the dream path and turned to the painting path. You can't leave there with your dream path methods."

Looking at the nightmare moth that was rushing left and right, unable to break free from the cage, Nan Huazi spoke.

Hearing this, Nightmare Moth suddenly fell silent.

Haha, ironic laughter came from the mouth of the nightmare moth, louder and louder, and finally resounded through the void.

"It's really funny. Don't you, Nan Huazi, claim to be free and unrestrained? How did you realize such a supernatural power? Could it be that it was specially designed to deal with me? If so, then I really feel honored."

Knowing that he is really powerless to break out of this cage, Nightmare Moth no longer struggles needlessly.

Without a single bit of cultivation, just a little spiritual thought can activate the power of the law of heaven and earth. Obviously, Nan Huazi's comprehension of the law of painting Taoism has reached the stage of great success, and this belongs to the realm of heavenly immortals.

Under such circumstances, Nightmare Moth knew that if he wanted to break through the painting, he could only do it cleverly, but that was not what it could do now, at least it had to wait for it to become a demon saint again.

(End of this chapter)

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