"Xiao Ning'an, you hold on, wait a while, Lao Xue and I will be able to recover......"

"If you really can't insist, tell Lao Xue about me."

Xue Mingyuan jumped down the passage with Suningan, and said to Suningan a little breathlessly.

There is a price to pay for casting tricks, and this price is quite expensive, the longer the time, the more power you borrow, the greater the price you pay, this truth, Xue Mingyuan is clear, if he really needs to breathe back, he will not let Su Ningan do this.

"Uncle Shi, I know!"

Suningan replied nonchalantly.

He followed Wanjun all the way down.

It seems to be like a bamboo, and the road is smooth, but Suningan always feels that things will not go so smoothly, this is the home field of drunken dreams, not the core, but also the main part, where can it be so easy to rush out?

There must be a backstroke!

So, most of his attention was elsewhere.

He didn't pay much attention to Xue Mingyuan beside him, so he didn't notice the change in this person's face, and his eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.

The aura here is like a tide, and the speed of qi return is far faster than in the real world.

In fact, Xue Mingyuan had already recovered to his full state, and there was enough metallic aura stored in the nine acupuncture points that he had opened, which could be converted into Gang Qi at any time, and he originally wanted Suning An to collect the spell and let him open the way.

It's just that Suningan doesn't look struggling at all.

There are no signs of overcast.

In other words, he still has some power.

The woman in red he summoned traveled strangely all the way, but whenever she approached, the branches and leaves and vines decayed in an instant, and the speed of opening the way was far faster than the innate qi he inspired, in this case, there was no need to add to the chaos.

Xue Mingyuan took a deep breath and suppressed his frustration.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The sound of the wind rising.

Suningan's face turned pale and stopped.

At the same time, Xue Mingyuan was the same.

Both of them are congenital powerhouses, with spiritual sense, with open spiritual eyes, they can contact the real world at any time if they want, and some changes that ordinary people can't find can naturally be sensed, and the sound of the wind is not a simple wind sound, it is a precursor to the imminent outbreak of the aura tide.

Not only that, but there are also changes.

Suddenly, the world was spinning, everything around me was shaking, the branches were shaking, the clouds were shaking far and near, up and down, left and right......

Drunken dreams are moving!

Su Ningan suddenly realized that this guy is weird, not a real big tree, it can be moved, and it won't just stay in one place.

Just, why go?

In the distance, the glow was overwhelming, and the black sea of clouds was dispersed by the glow, and fled in all directions, and finally, it dissipated without a trace.

The glow inevitably shines on this side.

The green clouds were illuminated by the glow, and although they did not dodge like black ash, they also shivered, turning into green raindrops and falling down.

Suningan, Xue Mingyuan bathed in the sea of green aura.

"The Glowing ......"

On the side, Xue Mingyuan let out a sigh-like sound.

Suningan turned his head and looked at him.

"This is the mountain protection array of Changning Temple, the power is great, it's just that it needs to burn the power of incense faith, just moving it from Peach Blossom Mountain here requires burning a huge amount of incense faith, like Changning Temple, most of the power of incense faith has to be handed over to the above, and there are not many that can survive."

Xue Mingyuan continued.

"Incense faith?"

Su Ningan asked with a frown.

"Have you ever seen a Xuanqing real person cast a spell?"

Xue Mingyuan didn't answer directly, but asked Suningan instead.

Su Ningan nodded.

"All the yellow-robed real people who have been confined can invite the gods of the Daomen Divine Court, and inviting the gods seems to be similar to casting spells through tricks, but what is burned by casting tricks is their own blood and vitality, and they need to be repaid to the weird, but the real people of the Daomen don't need to be like this, they only need to burn the power of incense and faith, and that is what the gods and generals of the Daomen Divine Court need."

Suningan understood what Xue Mingyuan meant.

Casting spells by trickery is a wild way, which is equivalent to the era of recklessness, and the Daomen invitation to God has taken a big step forward, entering the era of civilization, feudalism or capital, in short, some things are covered with a layer of skin that seems to be warm and affectionate.

In fact......

Of course, Suningan has no evidence.

He doesn't go around talking nonsense either.

"This time, Xuanqing Zhenren is bloody!"

"That's it, the storage of Changningguan for ten years is gone!"

Xue Mingyuan sighed.

Everywhere the glow burns, it spreads all over the sky, illuminates the entire spiritual world, and wherever it goes, the black, gray, and white ash of the city dissipates, and the masonry, stone, mud and tiles fall in a torrent, turning into nothingness, courtyards, long streets, towers, pavilions, and ...... The same is true.

The world of drunken dreams and death is crumbling.

Drunken dreams and deaths are also locked in the glow.

The goal of the Changning Temple is to capture and imprison this thing, milking the aura like a cow for its own use, not killing it.

This is the reason why drunken dreams and deaths begin to take great strides.

It wanted to run away.

However, the glow has spread all over the spirit realm, and no matter which direction it breaks through, it will be illuminated by the glow.

It hated the glow so much, the branches and leaves on its body kept shaking, and the countless faces on the leaves were shattered, and the green light rose, opposing the glow, and was turned into raindrops by the glow, and a green rain curtain fell.

This is the Sea of Reiki.

In an instant, Su Ning'an stored all seven hundred and twenty acupoints with acupuncture.

As for Xue Mingyuan, the aura in his nine acupuncture points has long been full!

"You can't escape, can you?"

Suningan squinted.

The glow shone on him, even if he didn't look directly, he still had the feeling of a thorn in his back, and to some extent, he actually didn't like this kind of divine light.

"It's hard to say......"

Xue Mingyuan shook his head.

He said with a smile as he stroked his beard.

"Regardless of whether this guy can escape or not, most of the two of us can't escape, the gods fight, and mortals suffer!"

Before the words fell, they changed again.

The branches under Suning'an's feet suddenly turned into nothingness, and the rattans, green leaves, branches, and tree bodies in front of him ...... It was as if it melted into nothingness.

It's like there's a light of nothingness sweeping through.

This light also swept on Su Ningan and Xue Mingyuan.

"Xiao Ning'an, be careful......"

Kankan shouted five words, and Xue Mingyuan disappeared in front of Sun Ning'an's eyes.

The next moment, darkness fell.

In the dark sky, there are stars twinkling in the sky.

Suningan saw a humanoid constellation, seven hundred and twenty stars shining brightly, and had a very intimate connection with him.

This is the real world!

An innate martial artist like him can only travel to the real world, and if he wants to enter the real world in the flesh, he needs to be transformed into a true person of the Daomen.

This is also the origin of the word "real person".

Without the protection of the Daomen Treasure Basket, the Dao Ancestor was blessed by divine power, and the physical body entered the real world, and the ending was roughly like this......

Die!