True Lord Black Sun came back to his senses, and a layer of cold sweat broke out behind his back unconsciously. Seizing the body could only be accomplished in the blink of an eye, but the dangers involved can only be understood by experiencing it personally. He was almost killed by the Buddha. The seal was sealed by suppression. If it hadn't been for the last inspiration, he might have suffered a hidden loss. But the result now is not bad. He has finally passed the crisis at hand. He has three years to prepare. Whether he slowly regains his vitality or waits for Yizui to break through, he has a lot of room for relaxation. So in this way, Think, he still earned it. " Moreover, that is the eternal golden body. After the symbiosis, there is no need to worry too much about Yizui's safety. Unless there is an opponent at the level of a true immortal or above, with Yizui's current state, there is still a guarantee of life. A trace of passion flashed in the eyes of True Lord Black Yang. Maybe given time, he could get some feedback from Yizui through a symbiotic relationship, which would be of great benefit. Thinking about it carefully, he found that the benefits he received seemed to be quite a lot, far exceeding the bottom line he could accept. Yizui may break through to the Nascent Soul at any time. Even if he is stuck at the bottleneck, he can force Yizui to the Nascent Soul realm, which is a very good source of vitality. A light flashed in his eyes, and the whole world trembled with his breath. All the black energy in the surrounding air had been absorbed by him into this clone. This black energy was originally lost from his body. For ordinary cultivators, it was a troublesome pollution, but for him, it was a great tonic. If all the black energy from the Black Sun Realm was absorbed, It can greatly help him regain his strength early. The cultivators who were alarmed by the strange movement in the world were surprised to feel it. After a moment of confusion, they suddenly found that the source of pollution in the air that had tortured them for a long time had been swept away, and their spiritual power was restored to purity. This made them feel something in their hearts. A huge throbbing, a feeling of wanting to laugh out loud came to my heart. Some people with keen senses looked at True Lord Black Yang who had not moved from beginning to end with surprise, reverence, and respect. Their intuition told them that the disappearance of pollution in the air was related to True Lord Black Yang. However, they were only distracted for a short while, and soon all their thoughts were focused on the dream fragments in the sky. The long-awaited dragon-slaying scene had reached a critical moment. The young divine dragon was surrounded by a dragon-slaying army formed spontaneously by cultivators. The power of the entire dream world was mobilized to launch an operation against the young divine dragon. There was almost no other possibility for the outcome of the young divine dragon. "This feeling of not being plotted by others and relying on strong power to bully the little dragon is really satisfying. This is not something to be ashamed of. If the dragon is not eliminated for a day, everyone who participates in the trial will have a knot in their heart. As soon as he was drunk and unable to escape, he simply stopped and waited calmly for the army of cultivators in the dream world to slowly surround him. This feeling of being isolated and helpless made him feel like he was seeing a man struggling in the forest. Liang Guo. He knew the concerns and determination of the trialists, and a war was inevitable. At the same time, he felt sad for these cultivators in the dream world. He gave him power far beyond that of cultivators, even if it was just pure physical strength. Yizui also believed that even a Mahayana monk would end up being crushed in the face of his power. All this is just a feedback from you, an opportunity to experience the path of killing, full of coldness and ruthlessness. He would not have accepted your bad idea originally, but at this moment, millions of cultivators in the dream world met a little dragon like me, and a battle was inevitable, and Murong Xue's reminder broke his worries. "The road is vast, and cultivators are like ants. Every time a war breaks out between cultivators and demons, tens of millions of people die. Is it true that demons deserve to be killed, but cultivators cannot? The way of killing is something we must face in the future. The right hurdle, instead of struggling in the future, it is better to understand that the dream world is just a dream. " These are Murong Xue's words, very straightforward. Yizui understood what she meant. The path he took was dead. Mountains and seas of blood are unavoidable. A common man's anger only results in blood splattering three feet away, but a king's anger results in millions of corpses. He has killed people before, just like when he first came to the Black Sun Realm, he killed thousands of people from the Black Sun Sect with air burst bombs in one breath, but he just avoided it. Deep in his heart, he did not dare to go into details. He didn't think much about it, he just comforted himself. These people deserved to be killed. Isn't this his self-deception? The true meaning of the way of killing is to kill everyone who can be killed. The "killable" here does not mean right or wrong, but that all people can be killed regardless of right or wrong. This is consistent with the old monk Yihai "You have a great heart, you can kill or not" is different. Yihai didn't want him to face this harsh topic prematurely at that time. ??The way of killing can only be truly understood after going through a real mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood. From now on, even if you are on the great road, you can kill?Common people will not be burdened by their hearts. The young little divine dragon stayed in place as if resigned to his fate, waiting for the ant-like army of cultivators to surround him. In the eyes of many cultivators in the dream world, this was like giving up resistance. I guess the little divine dragon had already I want to understand that I can't escape today. This made the trialists very excited. They wanted to kill Shenlong. In fact, it was not because they wanted to vent their anger on the first batch of trialists, but because they saw that the little Shenlong had almost no power to resist at this time. If they did not seize this opportunity, , then it will be wasted. They want to spend thirty years in the dream world, because none of these trialists are confident that they can survive in front of the grown dragon. For their benefit, they can only strike first. All factors combined are very beneficial to the trialists in the dream world. Not only them, but even the first batch of trialists who looked at the dream fragments felt that the young Shenlong had no hope of making a comeback. There was no careful plan, only a huge disparity in strength, but it made everyone more convinced that this was an easy massacre. From now on, there will be no major troubles for thirty years, and it is worth their efforts to solve the problem once and for all. Only Black Yang Zhenjun sneered in his heart. They, the trialists, had already become the victims he had prepared for his new allies. They had achieved the way of killing. Although it was a little early now, Yi Zui got some information from him. He also I also know some things about Yizui. Instead of being indecisive and making a big mistake on the road to rejuvenation, it is better to become a cold-blooded executioner now. A calm butcher is more reliable as an ally than a benevolent pig teammate, even if he is compassionate and pious. The fierce battle started at the moment when the cultivators in the dream world thought they were foolproof. Compared with the hasty counterattack at the end of the first trial, this time the offensive was undoubtedly much more violent. At the first moment of contact, the cultivators The formed army exerted its maximum attack power. There is no shortage of magic weapons of all kinds in this dream world. As long as those who are above the level of condensation of pulses, most of them have unique magic weapons. And the dream world created by the big dream mirror contains many things that I have seen in my long life. Many magic weapons suddenly appeared together at this moment, which greatly enriched Yizui's knowledge. The battle soon became one-sided, but it was not the little divine dragon who was one-sided. When millions of cultivators meet my little divine dragon, the road to enlightenment begins. The bloody storm hit everyone's hearts hard from the beginning, and huge panic spread rapidly. The magic weapon attacks fell on the little divine dragon, and they had no effect at all. They were all ineffective. Even the restricted magic weapons had no effect at all. The little divine dragon made some funny and uncoordinated movements, crushing the cultivator crazily. Harvest the cultivator's life. Yizui struggled between the dilemma of admitting that he had killed so many cultivators, or telling himself that it was just a dream, which was undoubtedly related to his final realization. Until the blood flowed into a river, the wails gradually ceased, and the sky and the earth turned pale. When Yi was drunk, he had completely forgotten himself. He just used a power far beyond that of a cultivator to crush everyone, even the Tongtian ancestor of the Tongtian Sect. The power given by Gao also seems insignificant in front of it. This is the absolute power to reach the true immortal realm. Although it is completely different from the real true immortal realm, Yizui at least experienced the feeling of reaching the peak of power. Until the end, his confused eyes looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of ??blood. When he was drunk, he just whispered to himself: "What's the difference between the two" More and more trialists withdrew from the dream world. These people Their reaction was without exception, with a blank look on their face and a dull look in their eyes. The unforgettable massacre almost defeated them, and in the end it even turned into a frightening chase. When the dream world collapsed and everyone exited the dream space, there was silence. Is this the promised massacre? At this moment, many people suddenly wanted to laugh.