This discovers that I had just fallen into a dream.

It's a nightmare!

In his dream, he was besieged by many monks, including Xiao Hei, Chi Yao, Kong Lanyou, A Le, Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan, Xuehou... Finally, Chi Yao pierced his eyebrows with a sword.

After waking up, he appeared on the golden bed, the room was magnificent, and ancient paintings were hung on the wall.

"Chen'er, are you having a nightmare again?"

Prince Yunwu's princess, "Concubine Lin", was wearing a palace outfit and walked in with her eyes full of concern.

"Mother?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in front of him, and felt that his state was a bit strange at the moment, but everything in front of him was so real.

Concubine Lin gently stroked Zhang Ruochen's forehead to calm his emotions.

Zhang Ruochen was immersed in the warm maternal love and leaned over gently. Suddenly, his head hurt violently. Concubine Lin's face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying, and he crushed Zhang Ruochen's skull with his fingers.

Zhang Ruochen's soul flew out of his body, looking at his corpse on the bed, his head shattered and blood flowed.

But Concubine Lin was like a madman, making a creepy laugh from her mouth.

...

"Mom, why did you kill me?"

Zhang Ruochen roared, sat up from the bed, and gasped heavily.

Mu Lingxi, who was sleeping beside him, was wearing his close-fitting Yue white pajamas and also sat up. His eyes were as clear as water, and he showed a confused look: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Ruochen touched his forehead, looked at Mu Lingxi again, then hugged her in his arms, closed his eyes and vomited a long mouthful: "It's just a dream!"

"Puff!"

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's heart hurt a lot. He pushed Mu Lingxi away, widened his eyes and looked at the heart in her hand, then looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, and said in a dry voice: "Why... why..."

Mu Lingxi tilted his head and sneered: "I am also an immortal blood clan. I also want to suck blood. Your heart should be very delicious!"

...

The nightmare continues repeatedly, and every time it seems like it starts again.

In the picture of Yan Huang, Yan Zhexian could not hear the conversation in the stone pavilion, but they knew Bai Qing'er, knew her identity, and knew that she and Zhang Ruochen had their own opinions because of the matter of the best Original Divine Crystal, which was incompatible with water and fire.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen lay on the stone table, fell asleep, his body trembled continuously, and his mouth was filled with fear, his feet sometimes kicked, and his hands sometimes twitched.

Gong Nanfeng calculated with his fingers, his face changed, and he looked at Bai Qing'er in shock and said, "Oh no! Bai Qing'er is the master of the origin. After practicing the "Thirteen Chapters of Yunmeng", Zhang Ruochen fell into her seven-soul dream."

"The witch, there is indeed a problem."

Yan Zhexian summoned the talisman pen and outlined the runes.

Gong Nanfeng stopped her and said with a bitter face: "She has a strong cultivation level. Even if the three of us combined, she will be killed by one finger."

Yan Zhexian stared at Zhang Ruochen who was in great pain and said, "What should I do? Please ask Hei Zisha to take action. Now only he can save Zhang Ruochen."

Because he was very close to Bai Qing'er, Gong Nanfeng calculated a lot of things about her, but the more he knew, the ugly his face became. Therefore, when Yan Zhexian asked him to ask for help from the Black Corpse Sha, he did not say a word and just shook his head gently.

Bai Qing'er heard Gong Nanfeng's words just now, her eyes fell on him, and instantly saw through everything about him, and said with a smile: "No wonder she can calculate my secret. Who is the sacred place? It turns out to be the spirit of Tianshu Needle."

Gong Nanfeng smiled at her, and it was even worse than crying.

Hei Zisha and Fei Zhong had already noticed Bai Qing'er's aura and did not continue to fight, but they enveloped their mental power, trying to find out Bai Qing'er's cultivation level.

"You actually dare to investigate me, so brave."

Bai Qing'er's voice was clear and gentle. She sat on the stone bench and reached out with her empty hand. An illusory universe appeared in the palm of her palm. There were countless trillions of rules of the holy Tao flowing in the universe, sucking away the spiritual power of the Black Corpse Sha and Fei Zhong.

Fei Zhong was frightened and found that his mental power was not under his control and was constantly losing.

It has never happened, such a terrible thing.

God may not be able to do it, right?

"This woman is too weird and can't sit still and wait for death, and take action together?" said Hei Zisha.

"good!"

Fei Zhong responded very decisively and slashed out the battle axe. A huge axe that was thousands of miles long fell straight towards the stone pavilion.
Chapter completed!