Tiandao defense system

The demon boy was sinking in a pitch-black space. There was no light or sound. There was only darkness that was so dark that one could not see one’s hand in front of one’s face. And he himself… There was no feeling of familiarity and nostalgia. He suddenly felt that this was not the first time he had experienced this kind of experience…

In a trance, the demon boy heard the sound of "buzzing" flowing water. At that time, a light was shining towards him. He blinked and found that the light was approaching.

After hesitating for a while, the demon boy stretched out his hand towards the light.

The familiar feeling came again. The demon boy seemed to see the time when he was in the God Realm. At that time, he was full of vigor and was determined to make the Xuanhuang Realm into a furnace.

The mood became a little complicated. The demon boy found that he was attracted by some kind of power and flew to a very far place.

This feeling did not last too long. When he came to his senses, he found himself in a peach garden. Peach blossoms danced in the spring breeze, and there were birds swooping down in the sky, which scared the demon boy. But the bird was not attacking him, but fishing.

The demon boy then found that there was a small river beside him, and there was a man fishing on the river bank.

"Huh?" The demon boy was stunned. He suddenly found that he was soaked, and there was a thin fishing line on his clothes, and the other end of the line was the man's fishing rod.

The man in front of him was a little mysterious. He was shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to tell whether he was real or fake.

When the demon boy wanted to see his true face, the gray mist around the man disappeared, and the demon boy was able to see the man's "true face".

This was a man, who was wearing a white Taoist robe and white pants. The demon boy had never seen this style of Taoist robe before. He always felt that this Taoist priest was quite powerful, and even his proud body was not worth mentioning in front of him.

The instinct of long-term combat made the demon boy alert. He observed the Taoist priest's surroundings. There seemed to be two magic weapons beside the Taoist priest - a bamboo basket and a rusty sword.

The demon boy was extremely surprised by this, because these two things were much more powerful than the immortal weapon of the Heavenly Path Agent!

For some reason, the demon boy suddenly had a feeling of "I will die here". This was a completely instinctive reaction, like the feeling of a frog encountering a snake.

"I didn't expect that I actually caught a person..."

The Taoist priest spoke slowly. Although his voice was a little hoarse, it made the demon boy feel scared.

"You, you must be the dreamer of the Heavenly Path Agent." The demon boy suppressed the fear in his heart, flashed close to the fisherman, and then slapped him with a palm.

"Bang!"

This palm hit the air, and the demon boy was also stunned, because his palm was powerless, and the power in his hand disappeared before it was released.

“Impossible…” the demon boy said in surprise, and then punched out.

This punch did have a fist wind,But the force was still weak, and it landed on an air wall.

"This..." The demon boy was shocked, and his teeth were trembling.

"Sit down, sit well." The fisherman's tone was still so calm.

As soon as he said this, an invisible force emerged and directly pressed the demon boy to sit on the ground. The weeds on the grass were a bit prickly, and the scene of the fish jumping out of the water in front of him was so real...

The demon boy was a little confused. He really didn't understand whether he was in a dream or in another world.

When he was surprised, the demon boy glanced at the fisherman with the corner of his eye, but found that there was a layer of mist in front of him, and it was impossible to see what he looked like.

"What, what is this..."

The fisherman interrupted the demon boy, "You just wanted to kill me, and the divine body you have is made from the lives of countless people, and you are doing something big now - you are making the Xuanhuang Realm into a furnace!"

"I must still be dreaming!" The demon boy said angrily: "Agent of Heaven! What tricks are you playing again! Dare you come out!"

"Dream?" The fisherman smiled slightly and said: "This is indeed a dream, but this is my dream."

The demon boy was anxious and said to the fisherman viciously: "Shut up! You are just a character transformed from the clouds in his dream, you have no right to talk to me."

Hearing this, the fisherman was a little angry, he whispered: "Are you talking about strength?"

After the words fell, the rusty sword beside the fisherman turned into a flying sword, and with a "click", the demon boy was dead! Even the super recovery ability of the divine body could not catch up with this absolute speed and absolute power.

Just like that, the demon boy found that he was still alive, and the death just now seemed to have never happened.

"Huff... "

The demon boy seemed to have been able to breathe for a long time. He gasped heavily, and his frightened eyes could not be bigger-because his divine body told him that he was really dead just now.

"You, who are you?" The demon boy said madly to the fisherman: "Impossible! There is no such person as you in Xuanhuang Realm! We have already investigated it clearly before we took action. Xuanhuang Realm is a lower-level world on the border. There is no such a strong person..."

"Is there a possibility..." The fisherman laughed and said: "Is there something wrong with your intelligence? For example. You are too weak to detect my existence."

Hearing this, the demon boy's cheeks were sweating.

"Or, you have left Xuanhuang Realm and are somewhere else." The fisherman laughed again, his eyes somewhat contemptuous.

The demon boy suddenly realized and said in surprise: "Yes! It must be like this... I am no longer in Xuanhuang Realm, so the power of the divine body has not been exerted."

"Divine body?" The fisherman sneered: "That thing is not as bad as the rust on my sword."

As he spoke, the fisherman glanced at the rusty sword beside him. The latter seemed to sense something and automatically stuck into the ground.

When the sword fell to the ground, it emitted an invisible energy wave, which shocked the demon boy. He was so scared that he lost even the most basic thinking.

"No, it's impossible..." The demon boy said while trembling: "We, the Blood God Clan, have been planning for this for a thousand years. It's impossible to fail... This, this must be a dream! I must still be in the dream of the agent of the Heavenly Dao!"

For some reason, the fisherman suddenly looked a little sad, and looked at this artificial god with a little sympathy.

With a sigh, the fisherman said helplessly: "This is indeed in a dream, but it's a pity that you can't dream, so you don't notice it."

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