Record of Chaos

　　 The Dark Night King is still in the image of Wu Yu, but at this time he is furious, his eyebrows are stiff, his blood is surging, and his complexion is flushed. Of course this is not his physical body, but his spiritual body can't conceal the anger in his heart.

　　 Although everything in the sea of ​​consciousness is illusory, it is real to the divine consciousness. If he falls here, this divine sense will naturally not return to himself.

　　 This is within Lianling's expectation. The Dark Night King's flesh spirit itself is unstable, and anger will only become more passive. If it was originally believed that he was completely subdued at 70%, it can be said that it has soared to 90%.

　　 The Dark Night King was in anger, black air like smoke gushing from his eyes. This black gas immediately surrounded him, and quickly solidified, turning him into a monster of thick black gas.

　　 This monster has no head or tail, and no limbs. The whole body is a round ellipsoid, like a huge black bird's egg. But its body is cast like Ujin, exuding metallic luster, and its surface is covered with egg-sized scales. These scales were sharp as knives, trembling together, making a buzzing noise.

Immediately afterwards, five or six tentacles with the thickness of arms rushed out like a giant python. At the end of each one was a **** hole mouth with countless sharp white teeth. From different directions, it was like a python rushing forward with thunder. Unable to cover his ears, he bit towards Lian Ling on the seated straw mat.

　　 Even if he knew he was in a great disadvantage, the Night King had to take a risk, even if it was just for his dignity as the king of the family.

　　Lian Ling smiled indifferently, his figure has disappeared. The five black tentacles shattered the straw mat on the ground, and the stone slabs on the floor of the room cracked and smashed into the soil for unknown depth. Four walls collapsed in an uproar, dust was everywhere.

　　Lian Ling's power of consciousness is stronger than him, he moves faster than him naturally, and he can hide himself at will. Unless he can be surprised, he has no chance of winning at all.

　　 One miss, the Night King once again turned into a cloud of black smoke, rushing out of the ruined house like a gale. He has now lost his target of attack, and the only thing he can do is to escape this sea of ​​knowledge as soon as possible.

　　 Although the sea of ​​consciousness is vast, it is not infinite. Since he can come in, naturally there is a way to get out. As long as he escaped to the outside world, even if the Golden Core Goddess continued to hunt down, he still had three members of the Purple Mansion, plus the power of a crumbling formation. Throwing all the lives of these subordinates here, he might not have the chance to escape back to the demon world.

　　The golden pill is not within the bounds, and this woman will not blatantly cross the bounds to chase and kill. Otherwise, it is easy to detonate an all-out war between the two worlds of shemales and monsters.

　　 At the moment when the black smoke burst out, Ling Ling's heart moved, and immediately starting from this old house, all the objects disintegrated and quickly shattered into powder. This disintegration spread in a blink of an eye, and the entire Bluestone Street, the entire world, the entire Consciousness Sea, all turned into ashes, leaving only a bright clear sky.

　　 In the eyes of the Night King, the existence of this blue sky means that he is trapped in this sea of ​​consciousness and has not broken free.

　　 The scary thing about this blue sky is that there is nothing in the upper and lower quarters. Not only did he look up and see the blue sky, but also under his feet, there was no difference in the four directions. Not only that, but the falling power on the ground also disappeared, and he just suspended in the void like this.

　　 No matter he is stationary or flying, there is no wind around him, as if there is no air under the blue sky.

　　 Originally, he could still find the other's soul based on the dense and thin divine consciousness in this sea of ​​knowledge. Now even these divine thoughts have become extremely uniform. As for the other party's soul, it disappeared without a trace. It was obviously hidden by the woman deliberately.

　　He doesn't know how to act. Because there is no reference, he can't even know if he is flying at extreme speed or if he is still in place.

　　 In fact, even if he can run his life in one direction, it doesn't make much sense. In this place where there is no sense of direction, this woman can control the world at will. She only needs to constantly adjust the position in the space a few times, and she can easily turn him into a mouse running in the drum, and will never get out.

　　 An idea suddenly popped up in his mind, perhaps he could crack this chaotic world. It's just that it's not a retreat. After hesitating for a while, before he could make a move in the future, a scorching sun suddenly appeared in the sky.

　　 is not just a round, but countless scorching sun all over every direction. No matter where he looked up and down in any direction, all he saw was the scorching sun all over the sky, shining out of the sky.

　　 Under the violent light of the scorching sun, it was like igniting the air, brightening every point in the space.

　　 "This is the secret escape technique of the old thieves of the Spirit Source Sect, a thousand days of Liuhe! Is this woman a descendant of the Spirit Source Sect?"

　　 Cuiyu Palace comes from the Five Elements School, the Five Elements School comes from the Yin Yang School, and the Yin Yang School comes from the Spirit Source School. Lingyuanzong is the ancestor of thousands of human sects. Except for some side sects, the vast majority of people can be said to be descendants of the Spirit Source Sect.

　　 Thousand Days Liuhe, an ancient technique, evoked the painful memory of the Dark Night King being sealed here by the tree Emperor Musun and a still unknown spiritual source cultivator.

　　 The black smoke he had turned into nothing, under the shining of this light, gradually faded. Ghost owls are good at night fighting, but they are afraid of sunlight. This light illuminates his whole body transparently, and if it continues like this for a while, he will be refined into nothingness by the other party just like this lost world.

　　 Of course he won't sit and wait for death. This black energy quickly shrank and solidified again, and once again turned into a pitch black giant ball. Numerous metallic scales grow on the surface of the giant ball, blocking the strong sunlight. But even so, it can only last for half an hour.

　　 Since it's impossible to retreat all over the body, you can only run as much as you want!

　　 The giant scaly ball exploded and turned into thousands of small balls. These little **** immediately grew wings, sharp claws and a head and face, resembling ghost owls, but their faces did not have binoculars. As soon as these eyeless ghost owls appeared, they fled in all directions, expanding rapidly in this space.

　　 The power of his divine consciousness is much weaker than the opponent, but he can only crack the chaotic world by speculation. Breaking yourself into parts, even though each ghost owl has no eyes and can't distinguish the position in the air, they can understand each other and just fly away from other ghost owls.

　　 No matter how the other party changes this world, as long as the distance between the group of ghost owls is getting bigger and bigger, and the other party's sea of ​​consciousness is not infinitely vast, then part of him can always escape. At this time, he had given up the idea of ​​retreating all over his body, and he could run as much as he could.

　　 But then, the world was shrouded in green light. The speed of this golden pill goddess changing world made him desperate.

　　 Although it is said that everything in the Sea of ​​Consciousness can change with the mind of the Lord of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, this change is not without cost. Any change will consume the power and time of divine consciousness.

But before he escaped too far, he saw countless cyan vines of different thicknesses growing out. He didn't know where the roots were or where the tips were. They just grew unscrupulously in the void, like dragons and snakes. Scurrying in the air, forming an endless net of heaven and earth. All the ghost owls fell into the net and were wiped out!

　　 "What is this, is it the Azure Emperor Dragon Snake?"

　　 There was no such name as the sorcery of the Azure Emperor Dragon Snake before ten thousand years. But at this time, the Night King was not just the Night King, he was Wu Yu, a disciple of the Five Elements School. Of course he had heard of the strongest wood escape technique in the Cuiyu Palace under the Five Elements Sect.

　　 The magic is that Lian Ling did not take back Qianri Liuhe when he used the Qingdi Dragon Snake. The heart is divided into two uses, and the two super supernatural powers are sent together ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but the power is not reduced at all.

　　 among the numerous green vines entangled like a dense forest, mixed with the violent sunlight, still makes people unable to open their eyes. It's just that the sunlight has been reflected countless times between the green leaves and vines, and it has long turned green.

　　 Countless ghost owls were bound by the green vines, and they quickly turned into black qi with nowhere to escape. They gathered again and transformed into Wu Yu's human form.

　　 He roared loudly, with a sharp feather sword growing out of his hand, he kept hacking and struggling in the green jungle. Although these vines are cut off as soon as they are cut, they continue to grow.

　　 The Dark Night King struggled in vain, and finally ran out of energy, was tied tightly, and could no longer move.

　　 The countless green vines in front of him began to swing regularly. They hovered together, like a group dance, forming an extremely beautiful circular pattern, just like the most complicated pattern on a beautiful embroidery.

In the middle of the 　　 pattern, the goddess Lian Ling is seated on a five-color crystal Shura orchid. She finally appeared, but the Night King was unable to launch any more attacks.

　　 Seeing that the Night King had been tightly bound, and there was no resistance to it, she stood up and spread her white palms. Immediately, a green leaf on the vine grew like a sprout, and finally turned into a sword with a sharp edge like cold iron, transparent like glass, and thin willow leaves, which fell into her jade hand.

　　 "If you don't want to let go of your mind, I am afraid you will suffer a bit." Lian Ling walked closer. The place she walked was originally nothing but the vines, which grew with her steps, and became the way.

　　 Feeling that the fate is not good, the Night King made a futile struggle for the last time, his eyes flashed fiercely, and a vicious curse: "You dare to cut my mind, as long as I am not dead, I will return it thousands of times!"