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Nalan Tianlu asked as if he was sleep talking.

He was currently in a half-awake, half-asleep state.

Wei Yuan was dead … Dongfang Wanrong didn’t dare to tell the truth, afraid that she would stimulate her teacher until he woke up. Once he woke up, the dream would naturally be broken.

Then, the people of the Jianghu in Leizhou would be free.

“It’s a long story. Teacher, I’ll tell you when you’re free …”

Dongfang Wanrong had yet to speak when she suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound.

He turned around in shock and saw a disciple of the East Ocean Dragon Palace roaring at the sky without any warning.

Dongfang Wanqing made a decisive move and stopped the disciple. She raised her eyebrows and said, “‘What are you doing?”

The disciple was at a loss.

his mind has been affected by someone, ” Zen Master Jingxin said in a deep voice. there was nothing wrong with this group of people. However, when we saw Nalan Yushi’s consciousness, he immediately let out a long cry to warn the people who were controlling him.

“I, I … I don’t know anything.”

The disciple was shocked, angry, and aggrieved.

Dongfang Wanqing frowned and looked into the depths of the thick fog. The fog suddenly trembled and a figure flew out, shooting towards Dongfang Wanqing like a sharp arrow.

The latter crossed his arms and placed them on his chest.

Bang! Bang!

Dongfang Wanqing’s feet slid back.

Zen Master Jingxin pressed his palms together and chanted, “”Killing is forbidden. ”

The attacking figure suddenly froze and did not attack Dongfang Wanqing. This person had dark skin and arrogant eyes. It was The Guardian general, li Shaoyun.

At the same time, monk Jing Yuan took a big step forward and punched li Shaoyun’s chest, sending him flying.

Behind everyone, the thick fog trembled again, and two figures rushed out. Their target was clear-Dongfang Wanqing.

Tang Yuanwu dodged or hit the disciples of the East Ocean Dragon Palace who tried to block him, opening a path for Yuan Yiqing.

Xu Qi ‘an’s plan was to hold Dongfang Wanqing hostage.

In the dream world, martial artists were too passive. In order to effectively control the dream witch, Dongfang Wanrong, and let her bring them out of the dream world, the most effective way was to hold Dongfang Wanqing hostage.

Li lingsu had said before that the Dongfang sisters had relied on each other since they were young and had a deep relationship with each other. He wasn’t afraid that Dongfang Wanrong wouldn’t agree if he threatened her with his younger sister’s life.

Chief Heng Yin put his hands together and restricted Yuan Yi and Tang Yuanwu’s movements with the precepts. The precepts of the Zen master were executed by the primordial spirit and had little to do with the physical body.

Taking advantage of the fact that the disciples of the Buddhist sect and the East Ocean Dragon Palace were being held back by li Shaoyun and the other two, Xu Qi ‘an and Liu Yun charged out of the thick fog and attacked Dongfang Wanqing.

“Wanqing, come here!”

Dongfang Wanrong shouted.

“Continue to communicate with Nalan Yushi. I can block it.” Dongfang Wanqing said lightly.

“Master, please let us leave.” Dongfang Wanrong said anxiously.

She had never thought of killing the people of Leizhou in her dream. The bigger the commotion here, the easier it would be to attract those Jianghu Wanderers.

A force of nearly two hundred people was not something they could deal with.

“But I … I haven’t defeated Wei Yuan yet …” Nalan Tianlu muttered.

Like a sharp knife, Liu Yun stabbed into the group of monks and blocked the first wave of reinforcements that came to stop Xu Qi ‘an.

Her cultivation was at the fifth stage huajin level, and her primordial spirit was tough. Although it was difficult for her to deal with a group of similarly vulgar monks, she was still able to fight back and forth.

Because Xu Qi ‘an had a special ability, she was responsible for dealing with Dongfang Wanqing’s primordial spirit.

He didn’t say a word, and as he approached Dongfang Wanqing, he let out a shrill cry and used the power of the Voodoo to shake Dongfang Wanqing’s primordial spirit, creating a temporary dizzy effect.

A palm struck towards the cold Beauty’s head.

With this palm, he could devour at least thirty percent of the other party’s soul power.

Soul power was similar to Qi power. As long as it was not completely devoured, the essence of the soul would not be damaged. At most, the essence of the soul would De exnausted, and one would need a long time to recuperate.

“Hmph!”

After Dongfang Wanqing got rid of the temporary dizziness, she made a

response that was in line with a martial artist’s operation. She clenched her fist and hit Xu Qi ‘an’s palm.

The fist and palm collided, but there was no sound. In the next moment, Dongfang Wanrong was occupied by the pain of her soul being torn apart. She staggered back and looked at her arm in disbelief.

His entire forearm had disappeared, and there was nothing below his elbow.

Xu Qi ‘an was sent flying like a broken kite.

His primordial spirit wasn’t strong, it was even weak, but it could devour soul power … Dongfang Wanqing judged that her soul power would at most be slightly depleted, but before that, she would be able to destroy the soul of this guy whose primordial spirit was not strong.

She turned into an afterimage and chased after him.

Dongfang Wanrong patiently communica ted with Nalan Tianlu’s consciousness, supplemented by the ability of a dream witch, and gave him a certain amount of guidance.

teacher, the Battle of Shanhai Pass has ended. The witch God religion and Jingshan city are still there. This is only one of the wars that you will lead. There will be more Wars waiting for you in the future.

“Shanhai Pass battle … You lost?”

“Yes, I lost.”

if Da Feng wins this war, it’ll be like adding oil to. burning fire. The witchcraft cult will have no more chances …

“No, Da Feng is weak now, and its dragon veins have collapsed. It is at its weakest. Teacher, the witch God religion needs you.”

“The witchcraft cult needs me? Yes, the witchcraft cult needs me …

Nalan Tianlu’s empty eyes gradually regained focus.

Dongfang Wanrong was overjoyed and was about to speak when she heard someone shout, ‘

“Dongfang Wanrong, if you don’t want your sister’s soul to be destroyed, then take us out of the dream.”

He turned around and was instantly shocked, angry, and in disbelief.

His sister, Dongfang Wanqing’s primordial spirit, was held in his hand. Her originally solid body was now illusory, like a shadow that could be blown away by the wind.

A dignified peak fourth-grade primordial spirit was defeated so quickly?

“Your, your primordial spirit …”

Dongfang Wanqing struggled unwillingly and gritted her teeth..