History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1723. Chapter 1685 1684. Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, who is true and who is false

Busy traffic and high-rise buildings.

In front of me is the world of concrete and cement, and in my ears is the sound of cars honking their horns.

Yan Zhaoge watched this scene quietly, narrowing his eyes.

It’s not the scene when it’s been haunted by dreams, but the scene when it’s disillusioned is actually buried in the depths of memory, as if many things have been forgotten.

It’s too long ago. Only when we associate the familiar names such as Monkey King, God of Erlang Yang Jian, Third Prince Nezha, and Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, did they accidentally think of earlier things.

But it is just recalling some myths and legends, some literature materials, some film and television images, etc., and remembering those things that are barely related to today’s life.

Most of the information that has nothing to do with the present is just a little bubbling in the bottom of my heart, and it will immediately sink back to the bottom of the sea without a trace in the next instant.

The time is too long and too long, so that Yan Zhaoge sometimes subconsciously thinks that the experience in the Tianting Temple before the great collapse is his own past.

However, many things may settle for a while, but they are obviously still there, and have never really been forgotten.

Yan Zhaoge blinked his eyes and looked at the face in front of him that was exactly the same as himself.

“Have you ever suspected that everything in front of you is unreal?” The other party said calmly: “In this world, there are the same legends that are familiar to you in your first memory, but there are many differences. Have you ever thought about why? Isn’t this just your own dream, where you have mixed memories, divergent thinking, and changed the legend in the memory?”

“Or, is everything in the past a dream?”

“Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, Zhuang Zhou’s dreams of butterflies, Die Meng Zhuangzhou, who is true and who is false…”

The voice continued, and the image in front of him suddenly began to shake.

The tall buildings collapsed, the streets twisted, and the sky crumbled. Everything was like a pile of sand, beginning to disintegrate, turning into grains of fine sand.

The other “self” in front of him disappeared.

After Yan Zhaoge was in a trance, he had already recovered, and his vision had resumed as usual, the same as before.

She was still standing next to Feng Yunsheng, with one palm of her hand pressed against the back of her heart.

Luo Yuan condensed on the top of Feng Yunsheng’s head, and there was blood mist constantly lingering.

The source of the blood mist is the old man standing opposite, with light and shadow floating in the black auspicious clouds above his head, and the scene changes.

In front of the old man, Suo Mingzhang stood.

Suo Mingzhang’s palm still penetrated into the chest of the old man.

However, Suo Mingzhang now has a faint brilliance floating up and down all over his body, and the brilliance is condensed into inscriptions. Underneath the arrangement, it turns into barriers. While covering Suo Mingzhang himself, it also covers Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng.

The tall, short-haired man, with his icy eyes surging with dryness, stared at the original demons.

The old man sighed: “Jutian, a well-deserved reputation!”

Suo Mingzhang didn’t say a word, his whole body was shrouded, as if to cut off the inside and outside of the world, the brilliance of a single one began to expand toward the surrounding area.

Wherever the glorious barrier shrouded, there was a faint flow of light in the void that was constantly cut off, isolating the inside and the outside.

The body of the original heart demon swayed like water ripples at this moment.

In this process, his body, which does not seem to belong to this world, like a dream bubble, seems to be gradually becoming an entity, so that people in this world can really come into contact with it.

Suo Mingzhang leaned into his fist in his chest, still surging with endless starlight and endless sun.

At this moment, the old man frowned slightly, as if finally feeling uncomfortable, he could feel the heat on the fist and the destructive power contained in it.

“The younger generation is terrible.” The original heart demon sighed softly, and his body gradually became transparent, as if it was about to turn into streamer and decompose.

But Suo Mingzhang clenched his fist, as if turning into a bottomless black hole, even light could not escape from it, pulling the original mind demon’s current body without dispersing.

The eyes of the original heart demon flashed lightly, as if there was water on the body, soaking Suo Mingzhang’s arm.

Suo Mingzhang snorted, intercepting the mysterious circulation of the heavenly book, blocking the original inner demon’s counterattack.

The two sides played against each other, not like ordinary warriors, but the intensity of the battle was not inferior, and even worse.

The original heart demon continues to attack Suo Mingzhang’s heart defense. As long as he breaks through, he can not only know what Suo Mingzhang is thinking in his heart, but also can push Suo Mingzhang into the abyss of the heart demon. Lost in the war.

Suo Mingzhang resisted the attack of the heart demon, while restraining and deciphering the graceful miracle of the original heart demon, forcibly dragging it out of the illusion to the real world, and then severely inflicting it.

In the previous year’s battle for the Zhuxian Formation, Suo Mingzhang stubbornly resisted the ancient Buddha with the burning lantern in his hand, Ding Haizhu from the twenty-four heavens, and once again became famous in the world.

But because of his personal experience, the Primordial Demon has an opportunity to take advantage of.

In fact, in comparison with high-level hands of the same level, Primordial Heart Demon is indeed a more difficult opponent for Suo Mingzhang.

Daluo Tianxian, the mood is naturally stable, and few people can be shaken.

But if it is necessary to say that anyone can do it, then the primordial heart demon, the source of the world’s inner demon, will naturally do his part.

Especially the original heart demon who healed from his injury and returned to his peak state.

Under the attack of the Primordial Heart Demon in the peak state, together with the powerhouses of the Da Luo realm, if there is a flaw in their own mood, they may be defeated in a very short time.

The Primordial Heart Demon had always been hailed as the head of the Absolute Demon. It was not a fluke that the first demon under the Dao realm was never a fluke, and it was never just because he was immortal.

It’s just that the Suo Mingzhang he is facing at this moment is so mysterious that the original heart demon is also indescribable.

However, the original heart demon is not in a hurry.

Although Suo Mingzhang’s Heaven-cutting Divine Light was protected by Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng together, the trance in the absence just now was enough for Nie Jingshen and Shadow Demon in Jiuyouli to gain the upper hand.

The blood mist swept down, and Feng Yunsheng snorted, and the chaotic abyss above his head vibrated again, subdued, like rolling boiling water.

But in the dark auspicious clouds, in the sea of darkness, in the twelve pillars, the pillar that symbolizes the end-dharma demon became more and more illusory, but also more and more vicious.

Feng Yunsheng was disturbed by the original heart demon, and lost his first opportunity, and the situation suddenly deteriorated.

Even if he recovered in time and wanted to contain it, he couldn’t stop.

Luo Yuan gradually showed signs of disintegration on the top of his head, and the blood mist was spreading towards her herself, looking like she wanted to suck her directly into Jiuyou.

Yanzhao singer’s palm clings to Feng Yunsheng’s heart, naturally understanding the changes in the situation.

His other hand immediately slid the outline in the void, writing a series of talismans.

“Senior Suo.” Yan Zhaoge whispered, and from the sleeves of Suo Mingzhang’s robe, a star light flew out automatically and cast it at Yan Zhaoge.