People often say that Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies. Now, it’s really a dream of butterflies.
But this time it was not the dreamer who dreamed that he was a butterfly, but in the dream, a butterfly ran in.
Now it seems that after Xiao Jian swallowed the seed of life and death, his body undergoes extremely tremendous changes. Perhaps he has completely become another species. It is also very likely that the ultimate form of the colored butterfly is like this.
Because no one in this world has seen this ultimate form of the destruction color butterfly, it is determined based on the addition of a color every time it grows. It is believed that the destruction color butterfly has seven segments, so the seventh segment transforms into seven.
Butterflies of a variety of colors.[
Now it seems that this idea may be wrong. Similarly, the Destroyed Colorful Butterfly has nothing to do with the Nine Colorful Spirit Butterfly, but the two are relatively close.
Han Mingzai looked at the little guy carefully.
"It's not simple...it's really not simple..."
"Hehe, hehe." Xiaojian smiled proudly.
"So, you can now go into other people's dreams and kill people. This method is indeed very terrifying.
In the real world, there are all kinds of masters, and you and I may never be the strongest ones. We will always meet even more powerful people.
But now, you have really become a peerless strong man. In your dream, you are the enemy."
Han Ming shook his head and exclaimed. He was thinking that this little guy had been in a coma for so long, and he might not be able to keep up with his own strength when he woke up. Unexpectedly, the little guy woke up and used a completely different person.
A form that appears is not only not weak, but is stronger.
As long as others fall asleep, they are destined to be dead.
And the little bell seemed to be made by Xiaojian innately. Once you knock it, you will be unconscious. At this time, Xiaojian will be able to go in and kill people freely.
But speaking of it, it seems a bit useless. After all, ringing the bell makes people faint, is it necessary for Xiaojian to take action? Han Ming can kill the unconscious person himself.
At present, it seems that the only use of Xiaojian is to kill people with a sound, which allows people to judge how the person being killed died, and they don’t know who killed them.
In this way, the effect of Xiaojian is to maximize the law.
Touching his chin, Han Ming began to think in his heart.
"I don't know if you can force yourself into someone else's dream. That is, when they are still awake."
Xiao Jian looked at Han Ming with a smile, and he didn't think so much in his mind. This little guy has always been like this. If he can, he won't think. If he can, it's nothing wrong with just eating and waiting to die.
"Go and try another partner."
This murder mission was originally a small person from the Ancient Rest Gate. Last night, he gave at least a moonlight token in the first ten layers, which was no longer of much use with Han Ming.
Just try more experiments. It is also eye-catching in the breeding farm, but it will not attract the attention of the people in the divine world, so you can do whatever you want.[
The two of them wandered around for a while and then found a powerful man who was eighth-level junior.
The strength is weaker than the person I killed just now. Han Ming is too lazy to care about the good or bad of this person, and he doesn't want to kill someone who is not worth killing and has no reason to kill. The method is very simple, as long as he is a little cheap person
Being able to successfully enter this person's dream is considered a success. It may not necessarily be necessary to kill.
"Try it, can you go in."
The two of them were discussing sneakily in the dark.
Xiaojian shook his head: "I haven't fallen asleep, why are you swollen in?"
"So let you try it and see if you can force yourself into it."
"Oh, then I'll try it."
Xiaojian nodded, turned into a black fog butterfly, and rushed towards the eight masters.
The eighth-stage master was sitting cross-legged, but he was not alert at all. When Xiaojian rushed towards the man's head, his body suddenly fell backwards, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.
A pair of eyes looked around in a panic. At this time, Xiao Jian was clearly in front of him, but he seemed to be unable to see it at all.
"This..." Han Ming murmured to himself, could I be the only one in this world where I can see Xiaojian's butterfly form? If others want to see it, there is only one way.
In a dream?
Perhaps it is because of the connection of souls that we can see it. But others cannot see the creatures in their dreams in real life?
Looking at the eight masters, I raised my hand and kneaded my forehead twice. I stood up in panic, but my body shook for two times and almost couldn't stand steadily.
At this time, Xiao Jian flew back flutterly: "I can't get in."
Han Ming nodded slightly, but his eyes did not leave the eight masters, and he was monitoring his movements.
After Xiaojian tried to force himself into the master's dream, the man seemed to have become much slower and must have had severe headaches.
In other words, forcibly breaking into other people's dreams is difficult to achieve, but it can cause trauma to a person's spiritual consciousness.
"How are you?" Han Ming asked. He was worried that this practice would have any adverse effects on Xiaojian.
Xiaojian shook his head: "I felt dizzy at that moment just now, but now it's okay."
Han Ming nodded: "Let's go, try another person."
The two left here quietly and went to find a master of seventh tier to experiment.[
"Go." Han Ming gave the order, and Xiao Jian rushed towards the seven masters immediately.
And this time, something incredible happened.
Xiao Jian's mist butterfly form penetrated into the head of the master Qidan. The man stopped all his movements in an instant and stood there blankly, like a statue without emotion.
After a while, Xiaojian flew out of the man's head. The man had been stiff for nearly a minute before he gradually recovered from his consciousness. He sat on the ground and covered his head and moaned.
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"Successful..." Han Ming felt a little happy. It seemed that Xiaojian could forcefully break in while others were not asleep. However, the strength of the person being broken in was limited, which exceeded Xiaojian's ability
Range, this kind of intrusion will become an attack.
It causes damage to a person's spiritual consciousness, and makes his reactions slow and his thinking become chaotic in a short period of time. At the same time, Xiaojian will also suffer a small backlash, but it is not serious.
Now, basically the special ability of Xiaojian is completely clear.
Xiaojian can enter other people's dreams to kill people. If his strength is enough, he can forcefully break in. Or he can also rely on this method to make others dizzy for a short time, thus providing Han Ming with a good opportunity to attack.
The small clock has a corresponding influence based on the user's divine power. The more powerful the master is, the more he can control the powerful powerful one.
The person being controlled must be much weaker than the person who casts the spell to succeed, otherwise it will only cause a short-term spiritual trauma.
But things like spiritual consciousness are not life. After being traumatized, they will return to their peak state at an extremely fast speed, and will not leave any sequelae.
In other words, if possible, you can use this little bell to knock it first in the future, making people unconscious. Even if you cannot unconscious, while the enemy is suffering from spiritual trauma, Xiaojian immediately launches a strong attack and enters their dreams.
Go and kill people. At this moment, the damage to the spiritual consciousness will make Xiaojian enter with a greater possibility.
But the only way to enhance Xiaojian's strength is to enhance Han Ming's own spiritual sense.
In the past, there was absolutely no way to improve this kind of thing. But now, with the ring of the God-walking and the lower level of the Tower of Heaven, it is impossible to become possible.
Han Ming was very satisfied with this experiment.
The direction of cultivation in the future can be determined. Han Ming's body stayed at the main layer of Tongtian Tower to absorb the tears of the sun. After his spiritual consciousness gave the body an order, he quietly slipped to the negative layer of Tongtian Tower to practice.
The strength of the spiritual consciousness can enhance Xiaojian's strength.
Then, when you encounter a powerful enemy again, your confidence in winning is much greater. It can be said that Han Ming can let a person hide in the real world or in a dream. You must not sleep, as long as you have a moment.
I can take your life if I relax!
The advantage of this is that when others sleep, they are also alert. If Han Ming suddenly appears, the person will inevitably wake up immediately.
There will be no signs when Xiaojian enters a person's dream. With Han Ming's strength at the small realm of Shen Xiaodi, he can also confirm such an idea.
The only obstacle I encountered now is that people from other palaces are deliberately targeting Han Ming. They cunningly saved up the moonlight token and did not use it. Only when Han Ming came to the Tower of Tongtian would he go in immediately.
Because there are eyeliners staring at Han Ming's actions, it will not waste the energy and the world of other gods.
This practice is not explicitly stipulated in the temple, which means that such practice is a kind of tactful suppression and does not violate any rules.
And Han Ming cannot use force to suppress them, so it is more difficult to deal with.
After returning to the temple, Han Ming simply continued to do the task and accumulated more moonlight tokens.
His current speed of missions can almost be described as horror. It has become a legend in the temple. Everyone knows that there is an extra madman doing missions in the temple now! A genius!
On this day, when Han Ming accumulated fifty moonlight tokens and could practice for a full fifty days, a person suddenly came to visit.
The person who came was an old man with a white beard, and Han Ming didn't know him yet.
"Is Han Er so?" the white-bearded old man laughed.
Han Ming looked at the old man in front of him hesitantly, but he felt a sense of discomfort. It was not that this old guy was so powerful, but because he was standing in front of Han Ming, Han Ming seemed to be facing the most
Like an ordinary old man, he could not feel any energy fluctuations at all.
This is the most noteworthy place. Of course, there is no ordinary person in the temple. There is only one possibility that the magic will sense any little energy fluctuation of the other party. This old guy is so powerful that it is unreasonable!
"You are..." Han Ming asked in confusion.
The old man smiled and said, "My name is Bai Xu, and I am the head of this temple."
"Bai...Veteran Baibeard!!"
Han Ming was shocked. This old man was actually the legendary White-bearded Venerable! He is known as the strongest old man in the entire divine world!
My heart was pounding. Could it be that this old man discovered Xiaojian's existence? Otherwise, why did he come to me?
"Haha, don't be surprised." The White-bearded Venerable smiled with kind eyebrows: "I have something to tell you when I come to you.
Your performance in the temple has been particularly outstanding recently, so, old man, I also looked at your background in a little disgraceful way."
Hearing this sentence, Han Ming felt a deep heart and said to himself that this old man must know that I am a vain person! Could he want to kill me...
The old man continued: "I have roughly figured out that you should be from the farm in the Five Yuan Realm. This is actually not difficult to investigate. Many of the things you did on the prison planet then caused a huge sensation.
You don’t have to worry too much. Although my old man is old, his mind is not stubborn. In my opinion, you are no different from the gods, and you are even better and better than them. I am a young man with potential.
Willing to cultivate.
I have been secretly observing you for a while. I also know a lot of things that should be known and what should not be known.
At the same time, I also know very well that in the Five Yuan Realm, you have a lover named Catherine..."
Han Ming almost started to tremble. This old man had something to do with me!!
The old man with white beard smiled and said, "I know you still have a lot of confusion about my arrival. Let's do it, follow me. I'll take you to see something."
Han Ming had no resistance in front of such a powerful master. Anyway, if he wanted to kill him, it would be a matter of a moment. Since he talked so much nonsense with him, he should not take action.
After figuring this out, Han Ming followed the legendary character in confusion.
The White-bearded Master took Han Ming to a huge room, which was built into a patio, and there was a big tree in the middle. There was no doubt that it was the Tree of Life.
The White-bearded Venerable looked at the tree of life and let out a long sigh.
"After so many years, it has never withered. As the head of the temple, my white beard has always been very dereliction of duty.
There are many things I can only watch and stop them.
I have only one purpose for you, I hope you don’t get it wrong.”
The White-bearded Venerable said, turned around and suddenly appeared on his forehead. After opening it, it was a third eye.
Han Ming was very surprised when he saw this, and subconsciously shouted: "Three-eyed alien race!"
The White-bearded Venerable laughed and said, "That's right, it's the so-called three-eyed alien race you call. I know you have met such a person before.
That was in the heavenly realm of the Five Yuan Realm, and there was a man from the heavenly realm named Xingyu.
Haha, you should actually know that the empty people in the breeding farm are all microcosms of our divine world people. There are ordinary people who look exactly like the divine people, and naturally there are three-eyed people who look like me.
I have done some research on your past actions and I am very satisfied with it."
Han Ming nodded slightly, but he couldn't figure out what the old man meant. What he was going to say to him?