Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Meng Zhuang raised his hand, and in an instant the void seemed to be torn apart. Waves of stirring space torrents turned into a whirlpool, easily destroying Zhang Yifeng's attack.

In such an illusion, Meng Zhen is the god who controls everything. No matter what means Zhang Yifeng has, he cannot resist Meng Zhen at all.

"Why not convert to Buddhism, become one of the believers of all living beings, and enjoy the bliss of heaven? Why bother struggling in this turbid world?"

The voice of Meng Zhuang came again, along with a bewitching tone that was enough to make the Immortal Master lose his mind.

Such a powerful evil spirit would harm the common people, not to mention the immortals.

"The Demon Slayer Sect arranged such an opponent for me, probably because they wanted to test my ability."

Zhang Yifeng sneered in his heart, looked at the dream in front of him, and then slowly closed his eyes.

If Zhang Yifeng, who had just escaped from the trial ground, were to face such an enemy, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.

But in the nine rounds of trials for courage and insight, Zhang Yifeng passed them all completely, and now his soul strength has increased by more than ten times.

In this way, even in this dream, Meng Zhuang had no way to capture Zhang Yifeng in the first place, and all the illusions around him could not affect Zhang Yifeng at all.

"Forget about this kind of tricks."

As Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes again, demonic energy surged in his left eye, while mysterious immortal energy flowed in his right eye. When the two combined into one, a phantom of the immortal and the demon condensed behind Zhang Yifeng.

The grayish-white mysterious immortal energy condensed into a white human figure with an immortal style, while the rolling demonic energy turned into a phantom of a giant demon roaring towards the sky. With the blessing of the two, the immortal and demonic energies also stretched for thousands of miles.

"What!?"

When this move was made, even the dream in front of him felt a little bit incredible.

Zhang Yifeng raised his lips slightly: "We use the same tricks, why not see how big the gap is between you and me?"

Just now, Zhang Yifeng used the power of his soul to fend off the invasion of this dream. At the same time, that power also allowed Zhang Yifeng to sense the essence of this illusion.

In this way, after thousands of deductions in an instant, Zhang Yifeng attracted the two energies of immortals and demons and transformed them into his own domain. In this dream, he condensed a world that belonged to him alone.

A world that is powerful enough to compete with the Buddhist kingdom conjured up in the dream.

"go with!"

In Zhang Yifeng's palm, a ball of Dao Qi was condensed again. At the same time, with the blessing of the immortal and demon yin and yang energies, this ball of Dao Qi became even more powerful. It swept through the air in this dream. Wherever it passed, all the space was shattered into fragments, and the present world that was obscured by the dream also emerged.

For a moment, the real world and the illusion superimposed on each other. When the ball of great Dao Qi fell in front of Meng Zhuang, Meng Zhuang let out a scream. The phantom of the Buddhist kingdom behind him collapsed completely before he could even exert any power.

As Meng Zhuang's body was completely torn into pieces under the crush of the Great Dao Qi Ball, Zhang Yifeng let out a breath.

The Buddhist kingdom collapsed and the entire illusion could no longer continue. Although Meng Zhen's methods were powerful, Zhang Yifeng found a way to destroy them.

"These evil spirits are really hard to deal with."

Zhang Yifeng let out a breath, and found Qing Yurou, who had been wrapped in layers of white silk threads almost like a cocoon, deep in the underground pit.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng noticed that this so-called dream was actually a giant silkworm attached to the back of the Bodhisattva statue.

The white flesh worm, which was nearly two meters long, had countless large holes all over its body, and a sticky white liquid was flowing out of it, all over the ground.

"How about it?"

Zhang Yifeng rescued Qing Yurou from the cocoon. Waves of spiritual energy poured into Qing Yurou's body. The latter's eyelashes fluttered, and soon she opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Yifeng in front of her.

"this......"

"already solved."

"is it?"

Qing Yurou looked around, rubbed her swollen and painful head, and slowly stood up.

"Is this what a dream is? As an evil spirit, there is actually such an entity?"

Looking at the fleshworm in front of her, Qing Yurou was amazed. But at this moment, Zhang Yifeng was shocked: "Search for the evil spirit and see if we can find any trace of Meng Zhao."

"Isn't it solved?"

Qing Yurou was still confused at this time, but when she met Zhang Yifeng's slightly solemn eyes, Qing Yurou immediately understood what was going on.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows, especially these evil monsters, and the means of escaping and saving their lives are endless.

This dream is obviously not so easy to resolve. The entity in front of me is probably a smokescreen left by the dream.

"Most evil spirits don't have a physical body. Even if they do have a physical body, it's impossible for them to cultivate to such a size."

There was a flash of shock in Qing Yurou's beautiful eyes: "If the evil spirit can cultivate such a huge body, I'm afraid even if the Immortal Emperor comes, it will be difficult to deal with it!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng was shocked.

Recalling the records in the classics that I had read in the Demon-Slaying Sect, the evil spirits could only barely cultivate a physical form due to their abnormality between heaven and earth in order to avoid being crushed by the mighty power of the rules of heaven and earth.

Although the more powerful the evil spirit is, the larger its size will become, but cultivating to such a huge size is not as easy as creating a demon.

"That guy must have escaped. Let me scan the sky with my eyes!"

Qing Yurou ran her fingers across her brows, and the next moment, a crack appeared in the middle of her brows. One of her vertical pupils, emitting golden light, reached up to the sky. In an instant, countless shadows of light flashed around Qing Yurou.

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. Qing Yurou really had a lot of tricks up her sleeve. The last time he surrounded and suppressed the demon puppet, Zhang Yifeng had already realized that Qing Yurou was not simple.

Now it seems that it is indeed good.

The golden vertical pupil illuminates the surrounding area for a hundred miles, and everything within a hundred miles can be seen.

Everything in the entire underground pit was reflected in Qing Yurou's eyes. After a while, Qing Yurou slowly closed her eyes. The vertical pupil between her eyebrows had not yet healed, but trickles of blood were flowing out of it.

"Don't worry about me, go here and hunt them down."

A ray of spiritual light followed Qing Yurou's fingertips and illuminated Zhang Yifeng's palm. In an instant, Zhang Yifeng knew where the evil spirit was.

At this moment, Qing Yurou was extremely weak. If she was brought along, she would be a burden.

Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and pointed out thirty-six sword energies, which turned into a sword energy formation that wrapped Qing Yurou inside. With the protection of this sword energy formation, even if the Demon Lord or the Demon Lord came, it would be difficult to break it in a short time.

So, Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed and went towards the place where the evil spirit was.

This evil spirit is so cunning. If we don't capture it in one go, it will be extremely difficult to find it again in the future.