Chapter 582

The Great Dreaming Land is full of fallen monks from that cruel battle in ancient times. There are countless strange species that have spread out over thousands of years with terrifying charms and cracks, demonic auras and ominous monsters.

Along the way, dark shadows kept attacking Ye Wushuang, but fortunately, God's tribulation light, which had extremely restrained power against ominous forces and monsters, saved Ye Wushuang from all kinds of crises.

But the danger is more than that, and Ye Wushuang is seriously injured and cannot continue to fight.

Ubiquitous space turbulence, traces of Tao Yun, dangerous restrictions everywhere, demons and ghosts...

Every step is dangerous, many of which are ghosts and ominous forces that have derived endless years, and their strength surpasses Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang's forward steps suddenly stopped, he threw out the glazed sky-holding coffin that had been ineffective in blocking the knife, and lay directly inside.

Under the command of Ye Wushuang, an extremely beautiful coffin was seen moving coquettishly, with the coffin boards flying across the way, killing the ominous monsters and low-grade Daoyun traces.

As he went deeper, Ye Wushuang saw that there were actually many monks looking for opportunities in the ruins of the Great Dream. Many were geniuses who took action when they saw the treasures. Some looked deep in thought at the walls full of patterns and rhymes, and some stumbled into them. The ban was instantly shattered into pieces.

If it were in the past, Ye Wushuang would definitely let Liuli Zhentian Coffin stop and become a fisherman.

But now he didn't even think about taking a look, and went straight to the largest palace, which was probably the entrance to the Immortal King's inheritance.

The divine realm given to him by Shenmeng Tianzun is constantly emitting bright light, and its location is always facing the south, which shows everything.

The old demon cultivator following closely behind him was very irritable. Although these restrictions were not a trouble for him, it would still take a certain amount of time to break them.

But it didn't matter. He didn't believe that a monk with only the Supreme Realm could break the restriction faster than him.

What really made him irritable was that he noticed that the monk's aura had disappeared, which forced him to quickly break the restriction and kill and search for the souls of all the monks he encountered along the way... The

Supreme Palace of the Dameng Ruins is extremely magnificent, even though it has been It is a ruined wall, but it is still majestic and majestic, with an indescribable height. It is not possible to move forward without breaking the restrictions along the way, and there are many obstacles.

Unmeasurable space.

The closer you get, the more you feel there is something else going on.

Ye Wushuang entered the palace gate together with Liuli Zhentian Coffin.

The open space in front of us is not as gorgeous and bright as imagined. Instead, there are ruins and broken walls everywhere.

The distance between the two sides is endless, and there are two rows of tall and dilapidated thrones. At the end of the hall, there is an eternal throne that exudes infinite Tao charm.

Endless years have passed, but the terrifying charm on the throne still remains.

There was a skeleton sitting on the Eternal Throne. The skeleton seemed very angry, confused, and felt helpless as he was betrayed.

Its chest was penetrated by a broken magic weapon, and there were dense black lines on its bones, as if eroded by the power in its eyes.

The spirituality of the demon soldiers has been wiped out, and the vitality of the skeletons has long been withered and worn away by time.

But there is a supreme will that seems to have traveled through ancient and modern times, spanning endless years, and is still flowing through the skeleton.

It is fearless arrogance, the majesty of an extremely noble position, and the invincibility of sacrificing life and death.

But that supreme consciousness is not complete.

Because Ye Wushuang felt endless loneliness and confusion from that consciousness

"This is the Great Dream Immortal King. I have seen him before. This is his aura. How mighty and powerful he was back then.……"Baihen reached out from the Yun Shen Pearl and sighed softly:"Unfortunately, even the most powerful and powerful people cannot achieve eternity and will be replaced by the times." Listening to

Baihen's sigh, a sense of loneliness filled the hall.

Ye Wushuang's innate Holy Body of Ten Thousand Immortals actually had some vague connection with the skull.

It was very mysterious. The scene in front of Ye Wushuang suddenly changed. It was a beautiful world.

Ye Wushuang is familiar with everything. This is an unbroken dream world.

Immortal light fills the sky, and six majestic and majestic kings of immortals hang in the air, facing each other.

"This is not a place that the Dark Demonic Abyss can contaminate, go back!"

Behind you is the Great Dream Immortal Palace, and the voice of an Immortal King is rolling, containing the rhythm of the great avenue.

"Haha, Dameng Immortal King is so loud. God has not divided the heavens and worlds among you monks, nor has it divided the dark demon realm among us demon cultivators. It is not about who is stronger or who occupies more places."

The demon king with so much demonic aura, standing with his hands behind his back, seems confident.

"powerful? You were defeated before because you were outnumbered, but now the immortal kings of your kind in all the heavens and realms have come to your aid, you are bringing your own destruction!"

Although Ye Wushuang couldn't see clearly the faces of the six strongest men, he could still tell that the person speaking was the Great Dream Immortal King.

But the scene in front of him was different from what Bai Hen said. How could the Great Dream Realm do this if there was help? Destroyed?

"Yeah?"

"It's a pity that you may not have a chance to fight with me this time!"

Ye Wushuang felt a chill in his heart when he saw it.

"Poof……"

The body of the Great Dream Immortal King was pierced by two powerful immortal weapons, golden blood was poured in the air, and every drop was pregnant with ten thousand powers.

The Great Dream Immortal King was startled, and turned around to look behind him, his eyes filled with confusion and anger.

"Why?"

A voice of reluctance came out.

"call out!"

A magic gun directly cut off time and space, and pierced the chest of the Great Dream Immortal King at the moment he turned his head.

Ye Wushuang could clearly see the terrifying power of death in it.

Moreover, when the magic gun attacked, it was not because the Great Dream Immortal King didn't want to Avoid, but his figure has been imprisoned by two magic weapons stabbed from the back.

"boom!"

The power of the magic spear rolled up the sky, and the entire Great Dream Palace began to collapse, and the Great Dream King was nailed to the throne of his supreme fairy palace. The expression of the Great Dream King was always angry and incomprehensible. He died without showing a trace of fear.

Then a sword light cut across the world of the Great Dream. Ye Wushuang heard countless creatures screaming...

The scene in front of him disappeared.

All his ears could hear the incomprehensible and angry roar of the Great Dream Immortal King.

Ye Wushuang heard the screams of countless creatures... Wushuang saw the picture and felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Although Ye Wushuang didn't understand why the immortal kings in the world would turn against him, he felt that the two immortal kings deserved to die.

Ye Wushuang's voice was like thunder; Damn it!"

"Brother, don’t die! If we don't leave, we will die. Stop lamenting, the devil is coming after us!"Bai Hen urged.

Ever since Ye Wushuang saw the corpse of the Immortal King, he had been stunned there...