Immortal vine, from the Qinglan realm.

There was no hint in the previous Psionic Eye message.

Has this world been shattered......

Zhang Biao was shocked in his heart, but his face was silent, and after taking the jade slip, he confirmed the direction, and then ordered the people on the thousand machines to start the Youyun City.

The city was activated, and every time it was earth-shattering.

The River Styx was raging, and the whole city was jolting, wrapped in a thick black fog, and began to accelerate.

If it was an ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator, he would inevitably fall to the ground at this time, and he would be as cold as frost because of the Yin Qi in the city.

Of course, a few passengers were naturally fine, but they all frowned slightly.

Zhang Biao also felt a sudden in his heart, because the master of the thousand machines secretly told him that Chifengzi wrote a sentence in his comment: Walking in the Styx, the method is backward, the speed is slow, and it is not conducive to stealth...

And, at the end, it was added that the ruins had twelve hours of dreams, but they were badly damaged and had no protection from the Heavenly Tree.

Zhang Biao knew in his heart that as long as he invited someone into the city, it would be difficult to keep it secret in the eyes of these well-informed masters.

However, the city was not lightly damaged, but it was missing an important object, which was the bronze giant tree entrenched above the temple.

It turned out to be called the Babel Tree.

I don't know if this was the original case, or when the Longshan Realm was destroyed, it was destroyed by "Xiangliu".

In short, he only got a shell of a treasure.

The Styx drive was already the best way he and the people on the Thousand Machines could think of, although the movement was a bit big, but at least it could make the city move.

Now it seems that it is completely out of the eyes of these people.

But the matter has come to this point, Zhang Biao is too lazy to think about it, as long as the person is delivered safely, the task will be completed.

As for whether it can be passed, it can only be left to fate.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao secretly admonished.

After a period of air and sea navigation, the thousands of planes also had a number in their hearts, and suddenly turned on the acceleration mode.

I saw that at twelve o'clock, the tentacles of the Dream Evil Fog rolled over, and it actually wrapped the entire Netherworld City, colliding with the Styx River behind, making a huge roar, and the speed increased sharply.

At the same time, it was more bumpy.

It's like a tank, with thick smoke, on a bumpy road, driving out of the speed of a racing car.

Chi Fengzi shook his head slightly, still didn't say a word, buried his head and kept recording.

And the boy in Tsing Yi is still indifferent. With a wave of his hand, the four maids behind him took out the tea set and stove from the storage utensils, and you Ya Ya Ya boiled the tea.

I don't know what kind of treasure the tea is, the fragrance of the tea is overflowing, Zhang Biao just smells it, and he feels refreshed.

The boy in Tsing Yi immediately smiled and said, "Two, there is still some time on the road, why don't you come and have a cup of tea." ”

Chi Fengzi glanced at Zhang Biao, then shook his head and said, "The layman is himself, don't embarrass me." ”

Zhang Biao also nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

He is not a reserved person, but this ferry mission, every word and deed will be recorded, even Chi Fengzi refuses to accept the invitation, who knows what taboos will be.

And Zhang Biao also vaguely guessed the rules of the ferryman.

In the world, those who can come into contact with "Xuanhuang" must have secrets, especially the journey to break the boundary.

Don't ask, don't listen, don't care, don't say much...

Just complete the ferry, don't provoke right and wrong, maybe it is the ferryman's creed.

In this strange atmosphere, the city shuttled in the empty sea for dozens of hours.

Zhang Biao suddenly remembered the Witch King, no wonder even if the other party had a Feather Transformation Gu, even if he chose the safest Dream Realm, it would take decades to break the boundary.

This empty sea alone makes most people despair.

At this moment, a vision finally appeared in front of him, which was a crazy and twisted dark cloud, and the closer it got, the larger it became.

Zhang Biao's expression also became solemn.

According to the map, this is the Qinglan Realm Dream Realm.

If it is a normal world, it will be like the ancient Metaverse, becoming a sea of clouds in the dream realm layer by layer, the top is the dream bubble of the living person, which appears in the dream, and the dream is extinguished when you wake up, and below is the increasingly dangerous residual dream layer.

And this Qinglan Realm has been destroyed, there are no living people, and the remnant dream layer has also been stirred into a pot of porridge, and the sediment is overflowing, and any kind of ancient existence may appear...

This is where the danger of this trip lies.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao looked at the boy in green shirts.

These people are all Jindan, but there are some terrible existences, even if Jindan encounters it, it will be a death, depending on where the person is going.

If he went deep into this chaotic dream layer and stayed for ten days and a half months, he would have to consider whether to continue to be tested.

Because it was purely looking for death, and there was no chance of survival.

I saw this young man in green shirt come to the front of the city, looking at the dark clouds of dreams that were frantically stirring in the distance, and his eyes were full of sadness and nostalgia.

After a long time, he spoke: "Tired, just enter the periphery, hold on for seven days, and then leave." ”

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief, didn't talk nonsense, and directly ordered the city to start, accompanied by the rolling Styx, and rushed into the dark clouds.

Different from the remnant dream layer of the ancient Yuan Realm, there is no order here, and the huge dark clouds have turned into tornadoes and surges, turning into horizontal and vertical cloud caves, large and small.

Thundered... Blood-colored thunder flickered in it from time to time.

"Roar!"

As soon as the city broke into it, a black mist figure rushed towards it with a terrible roar, and it was a mysterious-level nightmare.

For this situation, Zhang Biao has been prepared for a long time.

The "Thousand-Faced Ghost" Nightmare Spell Red Mang shot out again, gathering a little bit and tearing it apart, and the puppets of the Underworld God also dispatched one by one to completely strangle the nightmare.

These puppets of the god of the underworld, wrapped in the Twelve Hour Nightmare, looked like huge black mist tentacles eating this mystical-level nightmare.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

The intrusion of the city seemed to alarm the area, and a dense nightmare in the dark clouds appeared, and the image was strange, rushing towards the city from all directions.

The people on the thousand planes were naturally ruthless, and at twelve o'clock, the dreams waved together, and all the one hundred and eight puppets of the god of the underworld were dispatched to block all the nightmares that swarmed.

At the same time, a large amount of resentment aura was also absorbed and decomposed through the twelve o'clock dream, quickly replenishing the loss of the city.

Not only that, but there is also the spare energy to maintain the "Thousand Faces of Youluo", the nightmare spell shot from the dense human face on the city wall, and the occasional scattered curse to kill the weak nightmare. Occasionally gather, cooperate with the puppet of the god of the underworld, and tear the Xuan-level nightmare apart......

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, if the Hidden City could not gain a foothold in this attack, then this mission could be directly declared a failure.

Now it seems that there is still some room for it.

The means of the Hidden City came out, and the Chi Fengzi was obviously a little surprised, nodded slightly, and wrote down some comments.

The young man in the green shirt had a solemn face and said, "I want to set up a formation to attract some things to come, and I can't be disturbed during this period, and I am tired." ”

After that, with a wave of his hand, a series of bamboo simple flew out of the big sleeve, flying up and down beside him, unpredictable.

At the same time, the other party also closed his eyes, took out a jade flute, and blew it gently.

This jade flute is also weird, it seems to have no sound, but the sound of the flute rings in the minds of the people around it, melodious and pleasant.

At the same time, bamboo slips flew out, quickly dispersed in the air, and disappeared into the clouds in all directions.

The four maids were not idle, and two of them stood at the head of the city, their flying swords buzzing and trembling behind their backs, looking around vigilantly.

The remaining two maids laid out a large stack of bamboo slips.

These bamboo slips, obviously related to the ones that flew away before, occasionally snapped and broken, and the maid kept muttering according to the broken lines, and transmitted the sound.

Although Zhang Biao didn't know why, he could vaguely see that this was some kind of divination method, using bamboo chips as a divination tool, and measuring good luck and evil according to broken lines.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

Outside the city, it has completely become a battlefield, with nightmares like a tide, the gods of the underworld raging, and thousands of yin curses crisscrossing the red rays.

And that's just the periphery.

No wonder Hu Meiniang said that if he gave up this assessment, if he hadn't spent a lot of money to transform Youyun City, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand an impact.

But this is also a good thing, under their sacrifice, the city has become a murder weapon, as long as this situation can be resisted, it can be used to nourish the war, so that the city defense system continues to grow.

The facts, and as he expected.

A large number of grievances converge, the power of "Thousand Faces Youluo" continues to increase, and thousands of red rays shuttle, becoming more and more dense...

Those puppets of the god of the underworld, tirelessly, in the crazy fighting, the blue fire in their eyes was burning, and they exuded an ominous aura all over their bodies, and the more they fought, the more brave they became......

All of this is thanks to the layout of the city.

Because of the absorption of the "moment" with the rule of activating dead things, the people on the Thousand Machines can form metal spiders all over the city, and whenever there is a magic circle that cannot withstand it, it will be immediately reinforced and repaired.

After slaying the Nightmare, the surging resentful yin qi will be adjusted by the Soul Devouring Cicada swarm, and the excess will be cleaned up in time so as not to clog the large array.

The situation seems to be dangerous, but the city is as stable as Mount Tai.

And Zhang Biao is not idle.

Whenever a Xuan-level Nightmare is killed, he will activate the Noodles to absorb the red spirit and broken memories in it.

Hu Meiniang said that this is not a violation.

Completing the task without harming the interests of the guests, seeking benefits for oneself is the benefit that the ferryman deserves.

The previous ferrymen gradually rose because they followed "Xuanhuang" into the secret realm and got some soup and water.

Just like this time, if he didn't have the information of the young man in the green shirt, he wouldn't have thought about finding this shattered Qinglan realm dream at all.

For a while, Zhang Biao's mind was full of light and shadow.

He had long been accustomed to quickly looking at key information.

The first one is the head of a small sect in the Qinglan realm, and his life experience is a bit like Gu Qiu, rising from the end of the micro, founding the sect step by step, and dying while exploring the remnant dream layer......

The second is a big demon, and his body is a strange flower. Absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, worshipping the demon cultivator forces to practice, and exploring the remnant dream layer, he was robbed of his body in a daze......

Different from the ancient metaverse, this harvest is not small.

There is almost no ocean in this Qinglan realm, and it is full of endless mountains and plains, covered by towering dense forests, so there is a lot of research on the art of imperial planting and alchemy.

From the memory of the first small sect master, he found a lot of Danfang, and from the memory of the second flower demon, he saw all kinds of rare and exotic grasses.

Although these things are impossible to appear in the Spiritual Qi Decline Ancient Metaverse Realm, they can increase their horizons.

And the most precious information is about the immortal vine!

There are also in the evening

(End of chapter)