Big dreams for thousands of years, what year is tonight?

In the clutch dream, time is like water, the deceased is like this, and the world is like a wave, pushing through the old and bringing forth the new.

The end of one era, the rise of another, countless Tianjiao went forward and succeeded, buried at the foot of the Beibi Mountain, and the accumulated white bones forged the immortal throne of the supreme corpse ancestor.

However, when he was immersed in the merciless years, the whispers of his muttering were like nightmares, and he was about to drag his generals into the abyss of destruction, and completely sank in time.

This is the horror of [Great Dream Eternal Gong]......

In the dream world, I am the king, and the immortal god is unparalleled through the ages!!

The fall in the big dream represents the fall in reality, even if the situation is reversed, it cannot be reversed.

But just when the generals were about to enter the abyss, the sky cracked, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared, as if the demon king had descended into the world, and it seemed that a catastrophe was coming, and the terrifying place was that the endless abyss trembled.

Because at this moment, it felt extremely similar, but completely different.

Big dreams are eternal, time does not know what it is, and there is no boundary between reality and fiction.

In this dream realm, it is the only master, and if the masters of the human world want to break the dream situation, they must either cultivate to be several levels better than it...... But the sudden aura was not among them.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

"The big dream is born through the ages, and the two veins are passed on to the world...... You...... You're the heir to a nightmare......"

The endless abyss shook violently, and the chaotic darkness broke free from a distorted face, and a terrifying color gradually swelled in the stunned eyes.

Throughout the ages, sweet dreams have become real people, and nightmares are ghostly and sad.

Since the birth of the Great Dream Eternal Gong, the Nightmare Vein is the rarest existence, this vein is withered, and the incense is thin, but once someone practices that supreme supernatural power, it will definitely shake the world.

It's as strong as a dream, but it's just its food and nourishment.

"Stupid thing, I haven't entered the world to search for the mountains and seas, and you actually sent it to the door yourself, I don't know whether I am alive or dead."

The heavens and the earth shook, and the empty dream was like a huge bubble, completely revealing its true form under that bloody mouth.

At this moment, this dream can no longer remain stable, and it cannot be shattered at any time.

"You...... How could you...... No way...... It can never be ......"

Mr. Dream's voice echoed violently in the crumbling dream.

More than 900 years ago, the Dream Lord was born, integrating the two veins of Xuangong, and became the most terrifying dream inheritor of the past and present.

Since then, the nightmare has completely withered, and no one has ever appeared in Hongchen.

Mr. Dream never dreamed that in this northern barren hill, before the palace of life and death, there was a descendant of the [Nightmare Pulse], and it seemed that he had survived the catastrophe, and since then, his supernatural powers have been refined, and there is no worry about extinction.

"When you wake up!"

Suddenly, the mouth of the blood basin suddenly collapsed like the sky, and it pressed over it, up and down, wandering left and right, only the fluctuations of destruction were layered and spreading.

The dream like a bubble shattered in an instant, and the abyss of shock was directly swallowed by the mouth of the blood basin.

Thundered......

On the north mountain, in front of the palace of life and death.

The trend of decaying the corpse of the general minister suddenly stopped, and the white bones of Sen Ran glowed with a metallic luster, and the light of the nine burial coffins hung down, reflecting on his body.

In an instant, the general's eyes opened suddenly, and where he stood, the burial soil was completely dissolved, and a strange aura stretched from the earth, repairing his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh!? What's going on? ”

Seeing this scene, Yinggou's face changed slightly, and he turned to look at Mr. Meng beside him.

Xuan Gong fell into a dream, it stands to reason that it should be foolproof, how can there be an accident!?

"Ahhh......h

At this moment, Mr. Dream let out a terrible scream, and the big drums on his body actually fell off like skin, stained with flesh and blood, dripping and hearty, but shocking.

In an instant, he was like a skinned live pig, rolling on the spot, twisting wildly.

"Stop...... Stop it...... No...... Don't eat me...... It's not easy for me to be reincarnated from a dream yet...... Leave me alone......"

Mr. Dream shouted frantically, at this time he no longer had the mystery and unpredictability he had before, and he was high up.

His body seemed to be gnawed and digested by an invisible force.

Flesh is peeled off, and bones are torn apart...... That scene is like a ghost falling into purgatory, and a beauty falling into a wolf's den.

Such a sudden and shocking scene made everyone's faces change.

Yinggou was shocked and didn't know what was going on.

Even the most low-key and silent Wu Jun showed a different color, looking at Mr. Dream who was twisted and struggling, and was eaten away by a little bit.

Thundered......

At this moment, a terrifying aura arose leisurely, Gu Changan's robe was windless, and his body was glowing with clutch brilliance, like a big star, endless.

As Mr. Dream weakened, his aura grew higher and higher.

God and qi merge, the spiritual breath comes true, the void fission in the trance, straight into the realm of true breath, stepping into the void.

"Breakthrough!?"

The ghost mother's face changed slightly, she had also seen human masters break through the extreme realm and comprehend the wonders of the void, but no one had ever understated it like Gu Changan and broke through on the ground.

The most terrifying thing is that his breath has not stopped fissing, his body is vibrating, merging with the void, and the blurred starlight is like a dream bubble, constantly merging into that body.

"Holy Fetal Realm!?" Li Mo's eyes couldn't help but light up.

The big dream is really terrifying, and the sweet dream is the innate information of the nightmare vein.

He didn't expect that Gu Changan would get such a big benefit, and he broke through again and again, pointing directly at the Feather Transformation Realm.

"Big dreams for eternity, two veins ......"

"I can't imagine that after 900 years, there will be a successor to the world in the same vein of nightmares......"

"The incense is endless, this is a nightmare in another vein......"

At this moment, three completely different voices came from the hall of life and death.

As the masters of the palace of life and death, and even the three corpses beheaded by the [Northern Demon Xuanzhuang], they can naturally see Gu Changan's origin, and they also know the depth and horror of the [Nightmare Pulse].

"Nightmare Pulse ......"

When Yinggou heard this, his complexion changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but be moved.

Of course, he had heard of this terrifying legendary lineage, which was born to be the nemesis of sweet dreams.

It's just that Yinggou didn't expect that he was so unlucky, and there was such a master hidden by the side of the general!

"A dream come true? This is the beginning of the nightmare......"

Li Mo smiled coldly, and his eyes were like frost on Mr. Meng, who had turned into a white bone but was still struggling.

"Old Seventeen, this is just a little interest, new hatred and old hatred, I will slowly settle it with you when I return to the capital."

Airplanes......

Finally, Mr. Meng, who was originally invincible, directly turned into a wisp of green smoke, rising in a curling manner, and was swallowed and inhaled by Gu Changan like incense.

The sound of wind and thunder was loud, and terrifying fluctuations emanated from Gu Changan's body, his eyes were as strange as a monster, and he was obviously standing there, but it was like an illusion and unpredictable.

At this moment, Gu Changan even has a different temperament, not in reality, but in the virtual realm.

"Originally, I came to help the little zombie gang, but who would have thought that Lao Gu would pick up a big bargain first."

Li Mo felt the changes in Gu Chang'an, and couldn't help but show a warm smile.

Gu Chang'an's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the most important thing is that he is only one step away from the [Feather Transformation Realm] now, and he has completely caught up with Li Mo's footsteps.

"Yinggou, what else do you have to say?"

At this moment, the ghost mother let out a sharp shout, pulling Li Mo's thoughts back.

The most invincible disciple of the Northern Demon Xuanzhuang Sect was arrogant like a hook, and at this time, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of heaviness.

He didn't expect that his greatest help would actually sink into the sand as soon as he made a move, it became the information of others, and increased the prestige of the generals in vain.

The nine burial coffins floated in the air, and the complicated runes glowed with clutch brilliance, like keys, and they were about to knock on the door of the palace of life and death.

"Good...... Little Junior Brother...... I underestimated it, no wonder the master would put you in the door wall, and you really have luck. ”

Yinggou's gaze slowly withdrew from the [Nine Burial Coffins] and fell on the generals faintly.

At this moment, Yinggou has returned to his previous indifference and calmness, but the deep eyes are three points more cold and seven points hostile.

It seems that from this moment on, he will really be a general...... Or they regard Li Mo and Gu Chang'an, who are beside the ministers, as opponents.

It's just that the consequences of such a face-up are ruthlessly crushed.

"Little junior brother, do you think that with the help of two outsiders, you can win the big position!?"

A hint of ridicule appeared on Yinggou's face, and he didn't look down on this kind of behavior of pulling in outsiders to help him from the bottom of his heart.

In his eyes, this shows even more the incompetence and weakness of the generals.

How can such a scum inherit the throne of Beibi Mountain!?

"Today...... I'll let you know what it means to be destined for heaven...... What is powerlessness and despair......

Yinggou stepped out, and the earthquake trembled, and the red ripples like blood rose in the sky above the Beibi Mountain.

Immediately afterward, a piece of red light rose like a remnant sun, crossed from the void, and descended on the hall of life and death.

"Red Sky Bronze Coffin!?" The ghost mother's face was slightly gloomy, revealing a dignified look.

The seven disciples of Beibi Mountain, each of whom has practiced the natal coffin, are all among the holy soldiers, and they are all different.

Just like the ghost mother's [Ten Thousand Ghost Dragon Coffin], it is imitated by the trend of the dragon veins in the north, absorbing the spiritual fire of ten thousand ghosts, and refining it.

As for Yinggou's [Red Sky Bronze Coffin], it is also not small.

It is said that in his early years, he had a lot of chance, and once found a red skull in the ruins of a ruined temple, with an extraordinary texture, like gold but not gold, like jade and not jade, even with the power of the Great Demon Realm, he could not leave half a mark on it.

At that time, some people said that this skull was not small, and its owner was only afraid that it was not a mortal creature during his lifetime.

Later, Beisha Xuanzhuang personally took action and helped Ying Gou refine the red skull, and over time, it was finally cast into today's [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

Thundered......

As soon as the Red Sky Bronze Coffin appeared, the terrifying atmosphere made the void retreat like a tide, as strong as the [Nine Burial Coffins] couldn't stop trembling, and the mysterious runes on the coffin became blurry and dim.

"It's a win-win hook...... His Red Sky Bronze Coffin is too powerful......" the Ghost Mother whispered.

Yinggou's cultivation is far above the generals, and his Chitian bronze coffin has been stiffened by the Northern Xuan, in comparison, the nine burial coffins of the generals are too shallow.

Fortunately, today's battle for the throne is a battle for the coffin, and the minister's [Nine Burial Coffins] are fused with black treachery.

This kind of power comes from the same source as the [Northern Evil Xuanzhuang], and there should be a chance of victory.

Airplanes......

Sure enough, the Nine Burial Coffins were under tremendous pressure, the coffin body shook incessantly, and the floating void turned into ripples and continued to impact.

That kind of power is enough to destroy the mountains and rivers.

But at this moment, the potential of the Nine Burial Coffins was stimulated, and the dark aura spread faintly, and in it, there seemed to be a vision, as if it was connected to another heaven and earth, mysterious and vast, and I didn't know what was born.

"What's that?"

"The black treacherous earth really has a lot ......of secrets," Li Mo stared at the vision in the black mist.

Only he knew that the black earth was not a material that existed in the world......

This thing comes from the forbidden land of the Divine Sect.

"Huh!?"

Yinggou's eyes sank slightly, and at the same time, he also felt the vision of the nine burial coffins, and the faintly diffused black mist was actually pervasive, slowly seeping into the palace of life and death, as if to open the door.

"Little junior brother, it seems that you really came prepared, since this is the case...... You're welcome to be a brother. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yinggou flicked his fingers, and a red divine light rose into the sky, directly submerging into the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

The next moment, the red sky bronze coffin burned violently, the blood light was scattered, like immeasurable light, shining on the 100,000 barren hills in the north, looking at it from afar, it was like a round of the sun in the sky, shining on the red dust of the world.

Thundered......

Almost at the same moment, the hall of life and death shook violently, and the [Old Day Coffin] that had been silent so far was actually a vision of wind and thunder, as if echoing the breath of the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

The two have the same origin, but they resonate.

"That's ...... Divine Sect Bloodline!? ”

Suddenly, a sound of surprise came from the hall of life and death.

Qinggu revealed her true body, and a look of shock appeared on her cold face.

Divine Sect bloodline...... It is one of the most noble bloodlines in the world.

In the mountains of Beibi, only a few people know that in the previous life of Beisha Xuanzhuang, she was the daughter of Shenzong and the princess Xuanji more than 900 years ago.

The biggest help that the Seventeenth Prince brought to Yinggou was not Mr. Meng, but a drop of essence blood extracted from his own bloodline.

This drop of essence blood contains extremely pure Divine Sect bloodline, once it is integrated into the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin], it can sense the past and present lives of the [Northern Demon Xuanzhuang], and gain recognition, so as to enter the palace of life and death, and rank among the three major coffins.

"I can't imagine that I can see the bloodline of the Divine Sect again in this life and this life!"

In the hall of life and death, the three corpses of Qinggu, Xuegu, and Baigu looked sluggish, and their emotions gradually fluctuated.

As the corpses of the Northern Demon Xuanji, they have a trace of memories and emotions from their previous lives, and at this moment, they can feel an extremely intimate aura from the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

This softened their gazes at Yinggou.

"Divine Sect Bloodline...... I didn't expect Yinggou to hold such a thing in her hands......" The ghost mother's face became extremely ugly.

The bloodline of the Divine Sect was born, and there was no suspense in this battle for the throne.

"The big picture is decided." Yinggou operated the Chitian bronze coffin, revealing a smile that was in his hands.

Airplanes......

The red sky bronze coffin is like the sun in the sky, and the shining light echoes the coffin in the palace of life and death......

But at this moment, a wisp of remnant sun distorted, like the light of dawn, and it was sprinkled in another direction.

"Whew......"

At this moment, a ball of white velvet and chubby little things came out of Li Mo's arms, stretching his limbs, and he only felt extremely hot and dry.

"It's ......"

Li Mo looked down at the little fox, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he couldn't believe it.

At this moment, he actually felt the same breath from the little fox.

"Divine Sect bloodline!?"

Thanks to Yoiz for the winter tip!!