Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

It has been sentimental since it was a child and feels that it will be abandoned at any time. The only one who will not abandon it is the demon spirit.

After the demon spirit betrayed, there was finally no one to accompany it in the world. It was a lonely wild ghost, wandering alone in the world, with all the joys and sorrows reflected in its eyes, so it learned to disguise itself and use cheap tricks to cover up its thousands of wounds. A soul full of holes.

"I hate dreaming. It always makes people confused about who they are."

The nightmare in the form of dark purple and lingbai summoned a Zicang sword and pointed it somewhere in the forest. A figure slowly walked out, holding a sky-blue sword blade.

"No human being or soul beast has ever escaped from the dream of reality, including demon spirits. How did you do it..."

It narrowly escaped death from the demon spirit by relying on the innate soul skill it awakened when it broke through 10 years ago - the Dream of Reality.

Ling Bai chuckled lightly and said, "Because someone woke me up from my dream."

Although there was a smile on his face, there was a hint of haze in the depths of Tianqing's eyes. He had too few methods to deal with the powerful spiritual person. If it weren't for her help, he might really have fallen into the hands of the nightmare.

"Impossible, that angel can't protect himself!"

Nightmare subconsciously thought that person was Qian Renxue.

"Oh, I'm sorry, she's not a person, she's a flower to be precise."

The name of the flower is Acacia Heartbroken Red. The flower fairy used her love power to pull Ling Bai out of the real dream, and everything that happened later happened.

"It's unimaginable that your past will be like this. Your most trusted and only friend just wants to devour you."

The Qingcang Sword was as bright as crystal, and Ling Bai's aura was also rising steadily.

"Haha, he is the one who has been with me for more than 7 years. So many years! So many years! He is the only one... I have been awakened by nightmares countless nights, and only he has embraced me with open arms..."

Nightmare smiled and laughed, then suddenly burst into tears, like a hopeless madman or a child who had lost his favorite toy.

"But he still wants to devour you, doesn't he?" Ling Bai whispered, "Why do you have to show such a fragile side to a human like me? Can I still comfort you? You are soul beasts, a race where the strong survive. Human beings, only the strong can live to the end, and the weak will become food for the strong. You are a 10-year-old soul beast above tens of thousands of soul beasts. You have succeeded, and those who succeed do not need to shed the tears of the weak."

There was a long silence, and the nightmare held the Zicang sword. At this moment, two identical figures stood in the vast and lonely forest, like some sculptures with profound meaning.

"Yes, you are right." Nightmare's voice was very soft, and it laughed again, "You are so strange. I suddenly doubt whether you are human. The way you think about problems is as if you have no emotions..."

The azure and deep purple pupils suddenly lit up!

Like a cat's eyes closing into slits when exposed to strong light, the pupils shot out from the slits were as sharp as knives. The Qingcang sword and the Zicang sword each drew a round arc, carrying a shrill wind howl, like Two roaring dragons suddenly collided.

Half-turning around, Ling Baifei kicked Nightmare in the chest, making a loud noise and the sound of broken ribs. He was also hit by Nightmare's punch, and the two figures separated immediately.

Ling Bai crouched and panted, his muscles undulating like water, and then suddenly tightened into shape, he bowed slightly, and in his hand was the Qingcang Sword, which became increasingly powerful.

Nightmare looked at Ling Bai in shock. It was confident that it understood him well enough, but it was still surprised.

Ling Bai looked at Nightmare, his azure eyes seemed as cold as ice, as if he didn't care that he was facing a 10-year-old soul beast. All that was left in his eyes was the cruel murderous intention!

The nightmare recited a mysterious dream language, and the deep purple field expanded rapidly. This was its talent field, the dream world, and a strong hallucinogenic and spiritual substantive effect appeared in the field.

The blood-red blizzard came again, and the realm transformed by the blood-colored extreme cold also continued to expand. A layer of air could be clearly seen on the edge of the contact between the two realms, with ghosts and monsters making strange laughter and the cold wind and snow as sharp as a knife swimming on it. It moves, the bright places are blindingly bright, and the dark places are like black holes.

Ling Bai and Mengxiang stepped on the ground. The former paused slightly before charging again, while Nightmare hit the ground hard. The light and shadow of a dark golden bear flashed, and a pair of giant claws seemed to tear apart the space, creating bottomless cracks. Stretching hundreds of meters away, the rocks rose and turned into powder in the air!

Innate soul skill, Mengying!

Mengying Xiongjun!

A structure like an earth dragon appeared, the ground rotated and turned over, and rubble spread out in all directions, like twisted snake bones.

This is the power of the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear King. A pair of Dark Gold Terror Claws is filled with power and destroys everything instantly. Lord Xiong's light and shadow hit the ground again. The earth was shaken by this blow and curved like a snake. Lord Xiong's The brute force almost twisted the earth into a spiral, and at the same time it drilled towards Ling Bai, enveloping him like a birdcage, hindering his breakout.

However, just when Nightmare thought Ling Bai was buried by the earth, a cold sword pierced its left chest and tore its heart.

Due to the terrifying power attached to the Qingcang Sword, the nightmare flew out like a cannonball and hit a big tree.

Ling Bai fell from the sky, stood firm on his feet, and spread out a pair of gorgeous yet ferocious blood wings behind his back!

"I want to ask a question..." Nightmare reluctantly raised his head, his dark purple eyes dim.

It still maintains Ling Bai's appearance. The identical figures stare at each other for a long time, but the azure humans are expressionless.

"You ask."

"I heard that the fireworks in Tiandou City are particularly beautiful. Is it true?"

There is no anger, no sadness, or any other complex emotions in the nightmare's eyes. They are so clear that they can reflect the shadows of clouds and the light of the sky. People can't help but want to stare into its eyes, like a lonely mirror reflecting the whole world.

Ling Bai's expression softened slightly, and he remembered some warm past events, "Yes, it's beautiful."

Fireworks are beautiful, and the people who accompany them are even more beautiful.

"I really want someone to accompany me to see it."

Nightmare murmured, in fact, it wanted someone to accompany it to see the world from the beginning. Its first friend, the demon spirit, betrayed it, its second friend, the sun-eating demon wolf, did not agree to it, and it never had a chance again. .

"Oh, by the way, don't trust your eyes too much. What you see may not be true. Maybe you are dead now, but you think you are still standing here talking."

On the verge of death, Nightmare's tone became mean again.

"What do you mean?" Ling Bai frowned slightly.

Nightmare did not hesitate to answer Ling Bai's doubts: "The real dream only pulls the soul, but your body is still in the real world. The descendants of the angels are entangled in the eating sun, and your body should have been eaten up by the wolves. "

It smiled slyly and continued: "If you lose the body that holds the soul, you will die with me, so we will actually die together..."

After saying that, Nightmare fell to the sky, as light as a leaf, and the last glimmer of light in his pupils finally went out.