His eyes flashed with a touch of joy. The golden light was a symbol of the power of God. It was a great surprise for him to meet the power of God here. The power of God represented Li Fengyun.

The stranger is not far away.

He suppressed his inner excitement, clenched his sword, and walked forward step by step. The light became brighter and brighter. He couldn't feel the pressure brought by the power of God on him, and the golden light had more power to pull him.

Go in.

When he came to the cloud that was emitting golden light, he picked up the sword without hesitation and slashed straight into the clouds. The clouds dispersed, and the light also dispersed in an instant, covering him for hundreds of miles away.

The dazzling light forced him to close his eyes.

At this time, a strong attraction also emerged from the dispersed clouds, and that power sucked him into another space.

His body was in contact with the golden light, and the light only bloomed to its brightest moment and then disappeared as he left.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no thick white mist around him, but cells made of hard iron. He was standing outside the cell door.

He glanced around and stepped back, but was stopped by something behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw an ice coffin in front of him.

In the ice coffin, a woman placed her hands flat on her lower abdomen, her face was peaceful and calm, and if you look closely, there was a faint arc at the corner of her mouth, as if she had had a sweet dream.

He reached out to touch it, but the thing in front of him was hollow. Every time he touched it, the ice coffin would fall apart, but after a while, it would automatically repair itself.

It was indeed a dream, it was too unreal.

"Yun Mo, it turns out you have been here all along, but where is this place?" He raised his head and looked at the signs around him.

Finally walked out of the gate of Tianlao, and went out to fight, staring straight at the four big words: [Binding God Tianlao]

He immediately yelled: "Long Chushang, your grandson, tie up Yun Mo like a prisoner."

When he wanted to go back, a resistance pushed him out of here.

He growled unwillingly, and finally was driven out of Yun Mo's dream by the resistance and returned to his original world.

When he woke up again, he was already in his own room, and Wu Feihuan was still beside him.

The mirror in his hand was still spinning, as if he wanted to see through the scene inside, but there was a force against him.

He finally shook his head and sighed: "It seems that Mo Wuhen has broken my dream mirror. Long Chushang will soon send someone to cut off Yun Mo's dream. Beiming Yexuan, are you awake?"

Beiming Yexuan woke up as soon as he returned here, but his head hurt a little.

He supported the bed with one hand, put the other hand on his forehead, then shook his head and said, "What did you say?"

"Mo Wuhen broke my dream. He is the most troublesome character. If it weren't for the fact that he is Yun Mo's brother, I would definitely kill him and there would be no need to cause such a big trouble. Alas."

Mo Wuhen shook his head. After he got the Soul Sword last night, he saw Tong Yao in a panic when he came back. After he asked, he realized that Mo Wuhen had broken his dream and had come out of it.

At that time, his injuries were not yet healed and his strength was quite weak. It was strange that Mo Wuhen could escape, but he did not expect that he would break the dream so quickly.
Chapter completed!