Chapter 580 Dreams and the Dragon of Consciousness, Those Magical Weapons

The strong winds from all directions gathered and swept together, forming a huge vortex, which was about to shatter the filthy black cloud.

"Roar!"

The loud dragon roar shook the sky.

The pitch-black Yinglong raised its slender neck, black snow drifted down, black ice spread across the sky, and the power of frost burial almost froze the wind and clouds.

Every feather of the black-gold wings glowed with golden light, and was filled with the aura of death.

As the wings vibrated, they directly crushed the storm and magic bullets summoned by Tevarin.

Thousands of winds and clouds, whose real names had been polluted and whose spiritual natures had been corrupted, appeared beside Yinglong.

On Yinglong's scales are hymns to the hundred thousand winds and clouds in the northern sky of Mond, as well as immortal runes and alchemical language condensed from the true qi and elements of the universe and the energy of the earth veins.

That is the original embryo of the magical instrument that constructs the dragon's body, and that is the magical power that communicates with the spiritual world.

The murderous aura of weapons surged between the dragon bones. The dragon bones made of swords, spears, and halberds showed their killing edge.

A blood moon appeared in the dark sky.

That was the blood moon sword intent of the past, that was the illusion of hundreds of ghosts walking at night when the moon sets.

Supernatural powers are illusions created by the mind and illusions are reincarnated.

The pitch-black Yinglong in the sky became illusory, and bubbles of illusions and dreams appeared in the poisonous clouds.

The darkness that corrodes dreams and souls begins to descend.

"Let me show you the dark universe where I was born, let me show you the unfulfilled dream."

The dark river of history, the collapse of civilization, and the illusion of the extinction of all life spread everywhere at a terrifying speed.

The dark Yinglong seemed to instantly disappear from reality and enter people's consciousness and dreams.

"Immortal Technique, Entering a Dream."

"Immortal technique, the method of sleepwalking through various realms."

"Mindscape illusions, corrosive and corrupting power."

"Fractal image."

The world became pitch black. In everyone's field of vision, there was only a pitch-black dragon wandering around, and all the companions around it disappeared.

Outside the illusion, poisonous rain was falling.

So terrifying, so hopeless.

Tevarin's face was solemn: "The dragon that boy turned into controlled too much power. Fortunately, it did not advance to become a law or authority."

Venti played the "Sky Harp" in great distress. She looked into the distance and seemed to see Zhongli: "Alas! After all, he has the top heritage of Teyvat."

"Speaking of which, this brat should be taught a lesson by his elders!"

"How about we take him to Liyue, and then they will take action."

Tevarin hummed, "You really want to do that?"

"Hey! Just a joke." The feathers condensed from the wind element on Wendy's body fell off, and the illusion in his and Tevarin's eyes disappeared, and they saw Yinglong's true form hovering in the sky.

"Fortunately, Jiang Yi is not truly possessed by the devil and is mentally clear."

"Now it is just an instinctive battle led by the will of the dead. It does not choose to attack one person, but foolishly shrouds everyone with a dark dream."

"He... underestimated the will of the fighters."

"Tevalin, use all your strength!"

"At least we can contain him and block the real poisonous rain, so that others can quickly wake up from the illusion."

"Sky Volume" turns pages quickly.

The spiritual clouds floating in all directions condensed into the shape of a giant dragon, the white sea of ​​clouds rolled up waves, and the strong winds from the nine heavens and the earth turned into endless spears that pierced through the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, a bow appeared in Wendy's hand.

It was a bow, blue and gold, as graceful as a poet's instrument.

The five-star golden weapon "Poem of Final Lament".

The story inside is also related to the battle between two dragons five hundred years ago.

The power within is part of the "millennium's great music" in the wandering wind, which is the "song of farewell".

Symbols of remembrance gathered on the bowstring.

Wendy draws the bow and draws the arrow, the archery skills of the Age of Gods, the poem of the God of Wind.

The green wind elements gathered together, like arrows that pierced people's hearts like sighs, and with the sound of music, they headed straight for the dark world-destroying Yinglong.

All the winds gather together, and the song of longing for separation resounds. That is the beauty of the world, and the reluctance to have it destroyed.

An extremely huge eye of the storm appeared above the snow-capped mountains.

The pitch-black Yinglong was bound by the storm that created a vacuum.

Like a grid totem.

"Now, Tevarin, the closing song of the day."

Wendy put away his longbow and picked up the Sky Harp to play.

Zhongli on the other side had a strange look on his face.

It feels like a poor student has too many stationery.

Tevarin condensed ten enormous magic bullets and flew them high into the sky, while spewing out a whirlwind of dragon breath.

At this moment, I heard Wendy's words.

Immediately began to drive the infinite wind elements in the northern sky.

Green ripples spread.

It was as if the entire blue sky had turned into a lake, with raindrops falling, creating ripples and waves.

One after another, dazzling spears with tiny spots of light and magic bullets covered the sky on Mond's side and bombarded the dark Yinglong that was bound in the eye of the storm by the power of a thousand winds.

The darkness that was obscured by the poisonous cloud and the black sky began to light up.

The pure wind penetrated the corrupt wind and clouds and shattered the darkness in the sky.

Everyone looked up.

“It’s over now!”

An adventurer said.

Everything should be the same as it was five hundred years ago, when the Demon Dragon was slain on the snowy mountain by the Azure Dragon favored by the Lord of Wind.

"I'm late?"

Tartaglia stood on Yaoguang Beach and looked at the sky.

In dreams and illusions.

Diluk's Fire Bird burned the pitch-black Yinglong.

The Zephyr Greatsword weapon skill "Flying with the Wind" makes the Fire Bird particularly huge.

Qin stood on a field of dandelions where thousands of winds were surging.

The spine of the "Sky Blade" was flowing with a green storm, and the "Wind Pressure Sword" that reached high into the sky pierced through the belly of the pitch-black Yinglong.

Weapon skill: "Sharp Teeth Piercing the Sky".

Rosalia had a cold expression on her face, holding the azure-gold "Sky Spine" in her hand, with the straight barrel pointing straight to the sky. That was the determination of the dragon and the man residing on the spear.

As it swung rapidly, the power of Cangkong and Changfeng condensed, and the vacuum gun blade tore the atmosphere apart.

Weapon combat skill "Cut off the sharp teeth of black wings".

Elemental Burst "Sacrament of the End".

This is Rosalia's unique prayer ceremony.

Battle nuns who do not believe in the god of wind bypass the process of trial and confession and directly perform last rites on sinners.

This gun did not come from the bottom up, but... came from the top down.

A crystal clear, white frost-covered ice elemental spear protruded from the ice clouds.

The biting cold makes ice flowers bloom on the earth.

The spear pierced through the dark Yinglong's wings and went straight into the ground.

"The ancient times are revealed here."

Albedo swung the power of creation in his hand into the sky, a huge rock peak rose up, and the flower of birth and death in an instant bloomed on the dark dragon's body.

He held a sword in his hand.

The hilt is dark blue with white stripes, the hilt is made of metal, the center is like the sun, and the blade spreads blue and gray.

This is a sword made of a substance not of this world, the "Cinnabar Spindle".

The weapon and combat skill inside is "Pure Heart".

"Joyfully separate the dust from the fire, and refine the fine from the coarse."

"Because the universe all originates from one thing, thinking about that one thing can give rise to all things."

The principles of creation and alchemy are intertwined, and the power of purity can even resist the poison of humus.

As both are "golden" children, Albedo is the life of the "cretaceous layer" in alchemy, and is his most satisfying and successful work, while Durin is the life of the "humus layer", a failure.

How could Albedo be afraid of Durin with his power?

However, the darkness that was born from the carrier Jiang Yi has been alienated again.

The dark dream, carrying a poison that corrodes the soul, also enveloped Liyue.

When you see a dark dragon in your eyes, the dragon enters your consciousness and your dreams.

It has nothing to do with distance, it is the law of cause and effect.

This is spiritual filthiness.

The moment Jiang Yi unfolds the illusion, anyone who is near the snow-capped mountains and has the will and momentum to fight against him will be covered.

This is half of the magical power of "following the sound and feeling the destination".

Anyone who sees me or hears me will suffer a great disaster.

Except for the young man who came late because he ran from the sea, and the ordinary people who were frightened, everyone else was dragged into the dark dream and faced the illusory him.

Therefore, it is located on the mountains of Mingyun Town.

In Keqing's eyes, the pitch-black Yinglong pounced towards her.

The purple eye of the Thunder Elemental God lit up.

"Clouds come with swordsmanship, and the stars return to their positions."

Numerous lightning wedges condensed from lightning elements spread across the sky, extending into an endless thunderstorm.

The body disappeared, and the steps moved and flowed in the air.

The force of thunder turns into "Patrol of Heavenly Street".

The purple lightning sword energy swung out, turning into a thunder punishment from the sky, slashing continuously at a rapid speed, and the sky was full of sword shadows, cutting down the stars of disaster.

The sword in his hand is a dragon's roar with blood.

Behind the sword shadow is actually a knife, a precious sword called "Xiali Longyin".

Red hilt, golden dragon head hilt, black and white blade with cloud and wave patterns.

It was once bound in a gorgeous scabbard made of agarwood, decorated with mica and carved with scenes of war legends, but the unruly sword longed for endless blood.

It is the sword that was evaluated by the forger's master as "the one that lacks the most mercy".

After being lost among the people, the scabbard was lost and the sharp blade was unrestrained. The unparalleled edge that was said to be "the person stabbed would take an hour to realize that he was dead" turned into a dragon-slaying sword in the hands of the equally unruly woman.

But... the sword clearly cut through the dragon scales and saw blood, so why did the blade still feel empty as if it hadn't cut anything real?

The Qianyan Army opened the opportunity to return, the golden magic circle unfolded, and golden stray bullets flew, but that was an illusion in the human heart.

Ying held the Sword of Advent and frowned in his dream.

“It’s too easy!”

As the sword pressed against the dragon's claw, she became more and more uneasy.

On the other side, Ningguang, who was watching the battle silently, glanced at Ye Lan who disappeared beside her, the darkness rising and falling in her eyes, the dragon head that was swallowing her, and the poisonous corrupt rain.

She was wearing a cheongsam and a bright light was shining in her hands.

That is the brilliance of the sun and the moon, that is the light of the sun, the moon, the heaven and the earth.

The magic weapon "Sun and Moon in the Box" has golden cloud patterns transformed into a fruit-like flower bud shell, inside is the bright sun and moon surrounded by a golden ring, and outside is the planetary rings.

The infinite pure light makes the sun and the moon rise and illuminate the night.

The dark gold orb, made of an inscrutable material, pulses with warm power.

This is a treasure polished by craftsmen. When it was forged, it shook the sun, moon and sky with extraordinary inspiration and will, causing strange colors to fall from the sky, a blood moon to fill the sky, and leaving behind endless legends.

Later, the pearl absorbed the light of the sun and the moon, and remained in the box for thousands of years.

At this moment, the magic is revealed again.

Gold, obsidian and the surplus of the strong constructed a solid Xuan Ji screen, vibrating the power of the rock element to block the arrival of the dragon.

"It's a big spend."

The rock element condenses into gems, the power of the crystal rock gives birth to golden stars, and dazzling golden meteors dance up.

Ningguang's figure flickered in the air. Regardless of whether a dragon really descended at this moment, she had already made the greatest counterattack to delay the crisis and think of countermeasures.