She stared straight ahead. It was originally dark, but when she reached the entrance of the dream, a flash of white flashed in front of her eyes, making one side of her head dizzy and losing all consciousness. She allowed the power secretly stored at the entrance of the dream to tear apart her consciousness.

It is surrounded by an ice room like a mirror.

Every piece of ice can imprint a person's dream on it.

Entering the dreamland, Feng Yunmo fell in the middle of the ice room. She could not wake up, but she felt that she could see the outside world.

No, that's a dream.

The whistling sound was wanton and gradually integrated into her heart, and waves of whistling sounds rippled in her ears.

The whistling sounds are full of sorrow, deep resentment, and deep hatred...

It brings out the most evil side in people's hearts.

There are no people in this world who are clean and careless about the secular world.

The same goes for Feng Yunmo, she also has her own selfish motives.

She saw her original self in her consciousness, and all the experiences she had in her previous life passed through her mind like a printed movie.

Her compatriot sister Feng Yunlian fights with her in every scene.

Every time Xian Wuhen's killers and their laughter and laughter came to her mind, it would always make her heart tremble.

What annoys her the most is the memory of Lan Yeming betraying Feng Yunlian.

Even if she took the Ancient Bell and died with him at that time, every time she saw that man in the picture, she would always want to step forward and tear him apart.

The experience of her previous life ended when she, Lan Yeming and others died together.

Then, it reversed to what the original Feng Yunmo had experienced since he was five years old.

Her memory of Feng Yunmo from the age of five to her death was not so profound, but the period when she met Beiming Yexuan.

The memory seemed to be stuck in place, making it impossible for her to break through.

She struggled in place, her face soaked with sweat.

Until finally, the Gonghun fruit placed in the small bag emitted a golden light, wrapping her body in the golden light, and the mirror that printed her past experiences suddenly burst.

Her three souls were taken to various places she had thought about but could not go.

Human beings have three souls, which are divided into: heaven soul, earth soul and life soul.

Fengyun Mo Tianhun flew to the Divine Mountain, which is the tallest and most powerful sacred mountain in the divine world.

There is no one guarding the mountain, and anyone who enters the Spirit Mountain will encounter thunder and lightning.

Feng Yunmo looked around, seeing thick clouds and mist filling the air.

Wisps of milky white mist lingered in her airy soul.

She stretched out her hand and touched the ethereal mist. She couldn't catch the mist. Once her hand touched the mist, the mist would quickly disappear.

She frowned and walked forward.

A woman's voice suddenly sounded from the valley: "Don't come over!"

"Who?" Feng Yunmo suddenly stopped after hearing this.

"Although there are no gods guarding the Mountain of Gods, there are terrifying taboos in place. My child, don't go any further, go back, go back!" The woman's voice rippled in her ears for a long time.

Feng Yunmo curiously took a few steps forward.

However, thunderous sounds sounded all around: "Boom!"

Lightning swirled around her ferociously.

Feng Yunmo retracted her feet and took a few steps back.

She originally wanted to activate her mysterious energy, but it seemed to be affected by something. Every time she circulated her mysterious energy, her chest would hurt so much that she gritted her teeth.

In the thick fog, a whistling sound suddenly came.
Chapter completed!