"Do you know you're looking for death? Lu Weilou put his hands behind his back, but Meng Juntong could still hear the crackling sound of his knuckles, and he was suppressing his imminent anger.

The appearance of a Great Dao Venerable among the cultivators is much more difficult than the appearance of a great master in the ordinary Jianghu Realm, although the world often compares the two, but those who are slightly involved in the two realms will understand that no matter how high or low the combat power is, the Great Dao Venerable seeks the Great Dao of Immortality, which is far more than the golden body immortal of the martial arts.

Meng Juntong saw that she had successfully angered Lu Weilou, and a string in her heart was tense in an instant, but a soothing smile appeared on her face: "To be honest, Palace Master Lu, you surprised me. ”

Meng Juntong is trying to pull the rhythm of this confrontation into her own control, and she needs to buy herself more time.

Her move was obviously effective against Lu Weilou, who was still in an angry mood at this time.

"What was the accident?" Lu Weilou asked again along Meng Juntong's question.

The corners of Meng Juntong's mouth rose slightly, although the appearance of a girl has not changed, but her gas posture seems to be mature and steady, she is looking like Xiang Yun's bearing, in the dream world, she can change into anyone she has ever seen and wants to become, of course, the change here is not the appearance.

"I was surprised to meet you here, after all, in the past thirty years, no disciple of the Great Light Palace has ever come here, and perhaps many disciples of the younger generation don't know that in such a place in the Central Plains, there used to be an incomparably brilliant existence, which is not inferior to the current Western Regions Heavenly Demon Peak. ”

"Hmph, it's a mystery. Lu Weilou is not a rookie who has just entered the rivers and lakes, as soon as Meng Juntong finished speaking, he had already seen through her reality.

It's just that we've come this far, what's the point of delaying time.

"Do you think that you are in your dream, and I can't do anything about you? Do you want to know how many dream weaver dreams I have broken now!" Lu Weilou had already taken a step and leaned in the direction where Meng Juntong was.

Meng Juntong's eyes were filled with a trace of bitterness, but she was as stubborn as she still wouldn't admit defeat easily, and shouted loudly at the moment: "You haven't thought about it, Longxu, Shaohua, the ancient and modern generations of the dream clan, why did they come together?"

Lu Weilou's footsteps paused, and his eyes suddenly became a little hesitant.

Meng Juntong saw that this trick was useful, and threw out a dose of fierce medicine again: "Don't you want to know, where are the treasures left by the old palace master back then?"

Lu Weilou's eyes, which were originally hesitant, suddenly shone brightly, he stepped out, and the next moment he had already appeared behind Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong was shocked, and immediately his mind raced, and he began to transform his dream.

The Dream Weaver has a great grasp of the space and time of dreams, and with a twist of her mind, she can teleport to any place in the vicinity.

This time, however, the ability to transfer space, which was used with ease and familiarity, has lost its effectiveness.

Meng Juntong was horrified to find that a space cage appeared around her body at some point, and her figure only disappeared in place for less than half a blink of an eye before reappearing in the same place.

The law of space seemed to have suddenly failed, and Meng Juntong was imprisoned in front of Lu Weilou.

"Say, what else do you know?" With Lu Weilou's majestic voice, a majestic pressure crushed Meng Juntong from all directions.

Even if this is a dream world, Meng Juntong was soaked with sweat all over his body in an instant, and under this huge pressure, Meng Juntong felt that his body couldn't make any movements except talking.

"If you kill me, you won't know anything. Meng Juntong had to warn.

Lu Weilou is not a guy who can be manipulated by others, he sneered: "Of course I won't let you die easily, my Great Guangming Palace, there are means that life is better than death." Not only you, but also the two fish that you have temporarily rescued from the net, none of them can escape, and I can assure you, in the name of the Great Light Deity. ”

Meng Juntong frowned slightly, in fact, the Great Light God that Lu Weilou said was not recorded in the Book of Gods of the Flood Desolation, that is to say, this is not a righteous god with a divine status, but from the inheritance of the Great Light Palace, there is indeed a god behind them.

At that time, some people speculated that although the Great Light God was nominally named Light, it was actually an out-and-out evil god.

But it doesn't matter, from Lu Weilou's words, Meng Juntong can hear that he is definitely not joking.

"Volkswagen Mountain. Meng Juntong threw out the bait that had been prepared a long time ago, in fact, she was ready to use it to lure Lu Weilou into the urn early in the morning, but at the moment, if she covered it up again, then she would not have a chance to use this trick.

"Fuji Mountain?" Lu Weilou muttered, and then sneered: "Are you a fool for me, Fuji Mountain is a hundred miles away from here, how can the master build a palace in one place and hide treasures in another! ”

Meng Juntong was even more direct, closed her eyes slightly, and the next time she opened her eyes, a ball of light blue light flew out of her mud pill palace and floated quietly in front of Lu Weilou.

"You're also a cultivator, so you don't need me to explain anything more about what this thing is. Meng Juntong said.

Lu Weilou was stunned, he never thought that Meng Juntong would have such a hand.

Of course, he knew what flew out of Meng Juntong's Mud Pill Palace, which was the inner realm of the heart and soul of a cultivator, and it could also be called the heart of a cultivator, or the heart of the Dao.

Ask the Dao Heart directly, and the answer you get will be the most prepared and straightforward.

Everything else will lie, but this thing will never be, if a cultivator says something against his own Dao heart, then the Dao heart will be dusty, and it will emit crimson light, and from then on, this person will never be able to walk on that path of cultivation.

Meng Juntong said solemnly in the face of Dao Dao: "I can assure you that the treasure is hidden in Fuji Mountain. ”

Saying this, Meng Juntong's Dao heart did not change color, and still exuded a faint blue color.

With Lu Weilou's eyesight, he could see that the scene in front of him was not a dream in a dream, and that Dao Heart was definitely not fake.

Without waiting for Lu Weilou to ask the next question, Meng Juntong had already taken the Dao Heart back into his Mud Pill Palace: "I have proven that I am not lying, so next, are you still going to kill me?"

Not to mention, Lu Weilou was really a little hesitant this time, he came to the old site of the Great Bright Palace this time, just to try to retrieve the arsenal and treasure house that the old palace master collected in the Central Plains back then, those things will be able to make the Great Bright Palace fly to another level.