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2090 Three-story Dreamland!

The figure in the white mist gradually solidified, and finally transformed into a white beard and white hair, but energetic, with piercing eyes, a tall figure, and an extraordinary temperament, which can be called a fairy-like old Taoist.

There is no doubt that this is Patriarch Chen Tuan.

"I've met Senior Fuyaozi!"

Seeing Patriarch Chen Tuan appear, Huang Shang looked solemn and praised him.

Since they are both members of the Taoist sect and he is a junior, he naturally has to use his Taoist title to commensurate with his seniors.

"Looking at you, you are Huang Shang, who is known as the genius of the generation and has almost no defeats in China and the West?"

After defeating the eight ancient capitals, staying away from China, and then causing turbulent waves in the outer sea, and even saving the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and allowing the Holy See to put pressure on the capital, Huang Shang's name may be more important to ordinary people or some ordinary forces.

He may be very unfamiliar, but he is already familiar with the top forces and powerful people, and is even a figure to be wary of and pay attention to.

Because of this, Patriarch Chen Tuan had already recognized Huang Shang and smiled slightly: "I didn't expect you to be a disciple of my Taoist sect. It seems that there is really hope for the revival of our Taoist sect."

Ancestor Chen Zhuan is indeed very satisfied with Huang Shang, not only because of Huang Shang's appearance, but also because of Huang Shang's strength and the things he has done.

Then, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "But your spirit is too powerful. It took a lot of effort for me to bring you to this dream world."

"This is the dream world?"

Huang Shang showed a hint of surprise when he heard what Patriarch Chen Tuan said.

Different from the real Yang world or Yin world, the existence of the dream world is extremely special. It is a world composed purely of spiritual power, or to be more precise, a world composed of "dreams".

Where did the dream world come from and when did it appear? This is a mystery that almost no one knows. There is no detailed record even in the Taoist canon. However, according to the speculations of the three Taoist ancestors, the dream world may be

It was transformed from the spirit of chaos that did not distinguish between good and evil after Pangu opened the world.

It is said that all living beings have emotions, and emotions can create dreams. As long as they are creatures that can dream, most of their dreams contain various emotions. The power of these emotions will be directly accumulated in the dream, resulting in all kinds of mysterious and mysterious changes.

It's just that most living beings only dream in shallow dreams. The power of dreams here is extremely weak and will hardly cause much harm to people. Even if they have nightmares, they will only be awakened at most. But once they fall into a deep nightmare, they will

Being entangled in nightmares can lead to damage to the soul and lack of energy, or to being permanently immersed in the dream, or even dying in the dream, and the real self will die with it.

In addition, there is also the lowest level of dreams in the legend, which is where countless nightmares and negative emotions accumulate. It is also the most terrifying place in dreams. It is said that it was once dominated by a terrifying existence, but in the end that existence was...

I don't know where to go, so it has become a forbidden place for all souls. Even in ancient times, when Patriarch Chen Tuan was the strongest, he could not, or to be precise, did not dare to step into the thunder pool.

Huang Shang from the Dream World had only heard of it but had never seen it before. Unexpectedly, this time he was brought in by Patriarch Chen Tuan to open his eyes.

"Yes, this is the surface dream world, and it is also a relatively safe place in the dream world."

Ancestor Chen Tuan nodded, but then he sighed and said: "The dream world was not like this in the past. The surface dream world represents absolute safety. Even nightmares cannot hurt the surface dream world.

People can only be hurt by dragging them into the deep dream world, or by creating real dreams constructed by themselves, but the dream world is no longer like this..."

Speaking of this, Patriarch Chen Zhuan pointed to the thick black mist surrounding the white mist and said: "Did you see it? Those black mist represent the deepest despair and fear. This is the terrifying power in the deep dream world, but

Because the end of the world is coming, all sentient beings are carrying too much pain and fear, causing this power to be infinitely amplified, so much so that it even begins to invade the surface dreamland. This kind of invasion will not endanger people's lives in a short period of time. At most, it will make people

The nightmares are more realistic and more frequent, but once the black mist completely takes over the surface of the dream, sleeping will become a very dangerous thing from then on."

Buzz!

And just as Patriarch Chen Zhuan pointed at the black mist in the distance and spoke, the black mist seemed to sense something. Then it trembled suddenly, shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a figure wearing a red robe.

, a middle-aged Taoist with a stern appearance and cold eyes, holding a gourd with a small bell tied to the end of the gourd, looked at the ancestor Chen Tuan from a distance.

The next moment, the Taoist smiled coldly and said: "Chen Tuan, I didn't expect you to be trapped on the top of Huashan Mountain and still have the energy to enter this dream world. It seems that I, Lu Ya, have underestimated you. But you are giving me this."

If you give me a chance, if I kill you with the Conferring God Sword in this dream world, no one else will know that I did it."

"You are asking for death!"

After the words fell, the Taoist raised the gourd and pointed it at Chen Zhuan.

"Luya?!"

Seeing the Taoist's appearance and hearing the Taoist's words, Huang Shang's expression suddenly changed, and he was ready to attack to prevent the Taoist from using the Conferring God Slayer's flying knife.

After all, this god-killing flying knife is famous for killing people and killing gods. If Lu Ya successfully activates this weapon, they in the dream world may not have any room to fight back.

"Don't worry."

But at this moment, Patriarch Chen Tuan stopped Huang Shang and said with a smile: "He is not the real Lu Ya, he is just a fake!"

"Please baby, turn around!"

On the other side, "Taoist Lu Ya" was also holding a gourd and shouted loudly.

Then he saw a white light shooting out of the gourd, and the white light turned into a strange thing with a face and wings, shooting towards Huang Shang and others at an alarming speed.

But the next moment, when the white light came into contact with the white mist next to the black mist, it suddenly exploded and turned into little black mist and disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, even the "Taoist Lu Ya" trembled slightly and turned into black mist again and disappeared.

"see it?"

Looking at the dissipating figure, Patriarch Chen Tuan smiled slightly and said: "The black mist was transformed by the power of nightmares. This power sensed the existence of you and me, and sensed the feelings in my heart after losing to Lu Ya.

The shadow, as well as the fear of the flying knives of the Conferred God Slayer, plus the fact that you have heard these deeds before, there will be some lingering fear in your heart, so this nightmare power will be condensed into the touch of Taoist Lu Ya.

To intimidate us."

"Of course, it's just a threat. In this superficial dreamland, the power of these nightmares can't hurt us yet."

PS: Here comes the third update. Please support me. Good night. I’m going to bed. I hope I won’t have nightmares, haha.


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