The Only Immortal Cultivator of Douluo

Chapter 58 Dreams and Reality

A group of light red mist appeared out of nowhere in the sea of ​​flowers.

When the mist cleared, Su Bai's figure gradually appeared.

At this moment, looking at the surrounding environment, Su Bai was a little surprised in his heart.

Strictly speaking, this is not the first time Su Bai has entered the dreamland.

In Taicang Immortal Territory, Su Bai also knew a few immortal cultivators in the Dao of Dreams.

But in Douluo Continent, a lower plane that is only a little bit better than some martial arts worlds, there really is a dream world similar to a different space.

Moreover, various senses such as smell and touch are very realistic.

It has to be said that the existence of the Martial Soul is indeed somewhat peculiar.

While Su Bai was observing the surroundings silently, the man in red rubbed his eyes, a little bit unable to believe the scene in front of him.

The body of the man in red is actually the third general under the seat of the Gold and Silver Candidate Apostle, Wumeng.

In reality, Wumeng's appearance is very ugly, and it is very ugly.

With a flat face, mung bean eyes, bulbous nose, and the bandit's signature beard, it can be said that it is both obscene and vicious.

When the face is expressionless, it looks ugly and cold, and it feels quite fierce.

Once laughed, it is quite wretched.

This caused him to be more or less inferior in reality.

But fortunately, his martial soul is a nightmare, he can travel freely in the dreamland, and he can also control everything in the dreamland, creating and changing according to his own will.

I am the only one in the sky and the world.

This is Wumeng's state of mind in the dream, and he even gave himself a resounding title, the Red Clothes Venerable.

But today, his mentality was shattered, kind of shattered.

In Wumeng's view, handsome is nothing, like a perfect thing but an imperfection.

Handsome has characteristics, that is the kingly way.

Do not pursue perfection, only seek to be infinitely close to perfection.

Therefore, Wumeng thinks that his appearance in the dream is infinitely close to perfection.

No matter in terms of facial features, body posture, temperament, clothing, etc., not to mention being the best in the world, at least it can be tied for the number one in the world.

Maybe someone can not lose to me, but absolutely no one can beat me steadily.

It was not until today that Wumeng realized that some people can crush themselves comprehensively in terms of appearance, temperament, clothing, etc. beyond imagination.

To put it simply, even if I was daydreaming, I would never have imagined that someone could be so handsome.

Is it in this river?

This is so out of the river!

This is what a human can do... No, this is a face that a human can grow.

I don't know why, but such an idea suddenly popped up in Wumeng's heart... Perhaps, the word "perfect" is actually far away from me, but I never knew it.

Wait, the way Aizawa looked at me just now... Could it be...

Wumeng turned his head to look, Aizawa was staring at Su Bai standing in the sea of ​​flowers obsessively, his eyes were full of little stars.

In an instant, Wumeng was struck by lightning.

At first, he thought that Aizawa's complicated eyes were the fear and reluctance for him.

For this reason, he couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart.

Only now did he understand that there was no reluctance in that look other than fear, it was clearly - look, no, look.

Thinking of this, Wumeng's face turned green, and she suddenly felt like a former criminal.

"Okay... very good."

Wumeng gritted her teeth and looked at Su Bai, making a decision in her heart.

The original plan was for me to take advantage of the home field advantage in the dream and try my best to test the true strength of the man in white in front of me.

Then determine the battle plan, kill alone, go together, or run quickly.

Now... Even if it takes half my life, I will kill the person in front of me.

And, from now on, this perfect face will be mine.

"The sixth soul skill, master of dreams."

A black soul ring floated behind Wumeng.

At this moment, the world changes color.

In the sky, dark clouds covered the sun, and thunder shone.

In midair, countless pitch-black ghosts appeared.

On the ground, zombie puppets crawled out from the ground.

This situation is like the end of the world.

This is Wumeng's sixth soul ability, the effect of Dream Realm Master, which can display the three most powerful soul abilities that Wumeng has ever dreamed of and can imagine in dreams.

It is enough to deal a fatal blow to enemies of the same level, or even one level higher.

At the least, the spirit is severely injured, and it is very likely to become dementia, and at the worst, the soul dissipates and falls away.

"Jie Jie... Jie Jie Jie... Go to hell, boy."

Wumeng grinned crazily, as if he had seen Su Bai's body smashed into pieces in the dream.

Facing the thunder, ghosts and zombie puppets in front of him, Su Bai unhurriedly spit out a word from his mouth.

"stop."

Follow the law.

In an instant, the whole dream was as if time stood still, everything stopped, including Wumeng's ferocious smile, which also froze on his face.

Afterwards, Su Bai waved his hand, and Aizawa who was standing at the side flew into Su Bai's arms, and Su Bai embraced Aizawa's soft and boneless waist with his right hand.

So thin, so soft, this dream is so real.

I hereby declare that the above actions are all for Su Bai to protect the safety of Miss Aizawa, and to determine the reality of the dream, and then calculate the strength of this Rakshasa soul master.

Absolutely no other idea.

"break."

Su Bai spit out the second word from his mouth, and the whole dream was shattered.

Aizawa and Su Bai opened their eyes at the same time and woke up.

"Whoo~"

After taking a deep breath, Su Bai settled down. Fortunately, he had been in contact with the Dao of Dreams before, so he knew a little bit about it.

Otherwise, if the mental power of the man in red was a little bit stronger, it might really damage his consciousness.

You know, Su Bai's weakest point now is the part of consciousness.

Afterwards, Su Bai cast his Celestial Eye, and began to track the direction where the red mist was drifting away.

Um?A grove outside Ten Mile Town?
It's so late, I don't know if it will disturb some people's field battles.

……

Outside Shili Town, in the small woods.

Wumeng sat cross-legged on the ground, a reddish mist shrouded her body.

Six spirit rings were put on his body one by one, among which the fourth spirit ring and the sixth spirit ring were shining continuously.

Bai Jia stood aside with a serious expression on his face.

Fortunately, the fourth soul ring is Wumeng's fourth soul ability, sneaking into dreams with the wind.

Every time you enter a dream remotely, you need to use this soul skill.

The sixth spirit ring is also shining, which is not normal.

According to Wumeng himself, although his sixth soul ability is powerful, it also does a lot of damage to himself.

It can be said that it is a quasi-forbidden skill that kills one thousand enemies and self-damages five hundred.

"Even using the sixth soul skill, is the mental power of the boy in white so powerful?"

Bai Jia stroked his chin and said to himself.

Fighting in dreams relies on mental strength.

Except for soul masters with spirit-type martial souls, other soul masters cannot effectively enhance their own spiritual power, and can only increase slowly as their soul power level increases.

Therefore, although Wumeng is only the soul emperor of the sixth ring, in the dream world, even ordinary Contras, he can break his wrists.

Even if you can't beat it, it's still easy to escape.

Before he knew it, there was a chill in Bai Jia's heart.

The white-haired boy should not be more than 20 years old.

20 years old...Title Douluo?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Shaking his head, Bai Jia threw out the ridiculous thought in his mind.

Just now.

puff--

The red mist around Wumeng completely dissipated, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out directly, staining the ground in front of him red.

At the same time, Bai Jia was also taken aback, hurried to support Wumeng, and asked:
"Wumeng, how are you? What happened?"

Wu Meng's eyes were dull, as if he didn't hear Bai Jia's words, but he kept muttering something like "impossible", "handsome and capable", "I must be dreaming" and so on.

As he spoke, he slapped himself hard, but it hurt to grin his teeth.

……

Just when Su Bai was about to follow the direction where the red mist was drifting away, chasing down the Rakshasa soul master.

Snapped--

All the lights in Gentleness were extinguished in an instant.

Suddenly, fear spread rapidly among the crowd like an infectious disease. Some people started yelling and even wanted to jump out of the window.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Bumeng and Dean Su are here, we will be fine.

Bumeng heroine is the soul king of the five rings, but Dean Su is... In short, calm down, don't be afraid, stay where you are, don't bark and run around. "

Aunt Hua shouted loudly and quickly stabilized the situation.

As the chief steward in Gentle, her words are still very authoritative.

"What happened, what happened?"

Just now, after Aizawa woke up, he briefly described to Bumoe what happened in the dream.

Bumeng feels that her world view has been subverted.

The book does not say that the nightmare soul master is an invincible existence in the dreamland created by himself, even if he cannot defeat his opponent, he can easily retreat completely.

Isn't this common sense?

Why did Dean Su destroy the dream just by saying two words?

This... this is not soul learning.

……

(End of this chapter)