Great Slaughter System

Vol 2 Chapter 239: Sleepwalking Wonderland

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Out of the system space, Shen Lang thought for a moment, took out the message, and said a word, then the message became a streamer and flew out the window.

The appearance of this Pangban allowed Shen Lang to finally study the big dreams.

In the past, because the local government did not have the character of practicing the spiritual law, it has been impossible to study the big dreams, because the demons of the big dreams are too strong, and the whole bad will be controlled by the demons, plus the Shenlang itself. Infected by the negative emotions in the blood of the Gorefiend, I dare not try to cultivate the dreams of the big dreams. Otherwise, Shen Lang is really no different from looking for death.

The next morning, Shen Lang practiced for one night, feeling refreshed, then went out of bed and pushed open the window. When he saw Shen Qing practicing the sword in the yard, Shen Lang smiled lightly.

The solitary sword is a local level of the initial practice, saying that the height is not high, saying that the low is not low.

Du Gu Jiu Jian, he has been instilled with 100% proficiency in the system, so it has already been integrated, and seeing Shen Qing in the concentrate on practicing the sword, Shen Lang suddenly came to interest.

Pushing open the door, Shen Lang came to the yard and began to point out Shen Qing's sword.

The solitary sword is actually a defensive sword. The attack must not be flying outside the heavens. The Holy Spirit is so strong, but Shen Qing’s cultivation is just right.

Although Shen Qing is a warrior, but the temper is weak, even the murder has not been killed. If she is given some swordsmanship that is too heavy, I am afraid she can't control it.

In this way, Shen Lang occasionally cultivated, and occasionally pointed out the swordsmanship of Shen Qing, half a month in the blink of an eye, flashed past.

On this day, when Shen Lang was pointing to the practice of Shen Qing in the yard, the demon moon came in from the outside. "There are few masters, and the exercises are taken back."

"Oh."

Shen Lang looked shocked. He knew that the meaning of the demon moon was that Pangban had improved his dreams and he could cultivate.

"Qinger, you have to practice for a while, I will go back to the room."

Shen Lang said with a smile.

Shen Qing nodded, and said: "Okay, young master, let's go busy."

Shen Lang returned to the room with the demon month and asked: "Pangban, have you said something to you?"

The demon month nodded: "Well, Qin Guangwang told me that he just erased the demons in the big dreams, but some of the core things in the big dreams did not move, although there was no demons, big dreams. The heart has not been as perfect as it used to be, but there should be no problem if the Lord is practicing, and it can help the Lord to completely remove the filth from the Yuans."

When Shen Lang heard the words of the demon moon, he looked happy. This dream has been since he got it, but he has never dared to practice it. In the past, it was because the realm was low and the spiritual power was not strong, so there was no way to practice. Later, because of the quick success and instant benefit, the excessive absorption of the blood of the demon, resulting in instinct is not pure, the cultivation of dreams is more dangerous, so I dare not practice.

The appearance of this Pangban, let Shen Lang see the hope, Pangban is the Taoist genius to practice Dacheng people, the power of the gods will be more horrible, you don't have to elaborate, even the level of the dream High, but he believes that Pompon can easily remove those hidden dangers.

Later, Shen Lang thought of something again and asked: "You didn't tell Qin Guangwang, can this big dream be cultivated by him?"

The demon month nodded: "Tell, Qin Guangwang said that although this big dream heart is still good, but for him, it is no longer of much use, just learn from it, you can."

Shen Lang’s first point, the strength of Pangban, has reached the edge of Xianwu. It is estimated that as long as it is slightly precipitated, I am afraid that it will only be a matter of time, but the dream is good, but in him. In front of these strong players, the estimate is just a reference. After thinking about it, Shen Lang is also preparing to start practicing.

His strength should also be improved. Although he can't guarantee it, he will definitely improve, but he still feels that the probability of 80% is still there.

After the demon month was finished with Shen Lang, she turned and left. She also felt that the strength had reached the bottleneck recently. Perhaps she could take a leisure time and break through.

The Dream of the Big Dream is a practice of the law of the spirit. It is said to be a dream, that is, what people often say, to prove in a dream.

After Shen Lang took the big dreams and read it from beginning to end, he wrote down all the contents and began to cultivate.

Unconsciously, Shen Lang suddenly changed in front of him, suddenly came to a cloud mountain fog, sparkling, like a place of fairyland.

There is a crane in the cicada, there is a coffin jumping, in the lake below the Xianshan, there are still a variety of strange fish wandering in the water, as if playing.

The whole picture is so peaceful and peaceful.

Shenlang brows, he knows that this place is definitely the place where the big dreams bring him to enlighten.

But he never thought about it, his way, he would need to understand in this place.

His "Tao" is destined to be **** and killing, and it is impossible to have a slight understanding of the Tao in such a quiet and peaceful place.

Just when Shen Lang is ready to withdraw from this environment and re-enter.

Suddenly the fairy fog gradually receded and the whole space began to clear.

Just after the fairy fog completely receded, Shen Lang saw a towering mountain, the mountain went straight into the sky, and it could not be opened at all, and there was a rhyme in the mountain~www.wuxiahere.com~ The road is very good, very famous, very famous."

Listening to the sound, Shen Lang unconsciously came to the foot of the mountain.

Just when Shen Lang is ready to climb a mountain.

The sky suddenly fell into a huge stone tablet, and the frowning of the frown was wrinkled and instantly avoided.

boom! ! !

A huge noise, floating in the entire space.

Then Shen Lang saw that a stone monument of up to 100 meters stood there.

What surprised Shen Lang even more was that a stone was engraved on the stone tablet.

Shen Lang stepped on his feet and instantly flew up, constantly flying up by the power of the stone tablet.

Although 100 meters is very high, it is nothing to do with the strong people of Shen Lang.

With the fall of his body shape, Shen Lang kept reading the poems on the stone tablets.

"Thirty-three days away from heaven, there are gods in the clouds."

"The gods are made by mortals, but only the mortal hearts are not strong."

Just as Shen Lang finished reading this poem, in an instant, the whole space was broken and the waves were restored to reality.

However, Shen Lang did not open his eyes, but still closed his eyes and sat still there.

As time went by, the momentum of Shen Lang was getting stronger and stronger. In the blink of an eye, the five-day time has passed.

At this time, outside the Shenlang room, it was already full of people. Shen’s nameless and some Shen’s guest elders were in the list.

But those people, all silent, waited quietly.

In front of Shenlang’s door, Juggernaut’s silky disk sits there, like a set of old man.

However, if someone dares to be within three meters of the Shenlang room, I am afraid that they will be killed by Juggernaut in an instant. Mobile users please browse and read, a better reading experience.

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