Looking at the old man laughing happily, Meng Juntong finally couldn't help it, she whispered a message to the old man with her divine sense, and asked tentatively, "Senior?"

The old man smiled and looked at Meng Juntong, he did know about Meng Juntong's existence.

The old man stretched out his hand and gently twisted his beard and said, "I know who you are. ”

Meng Juntong was stunned: "You know me?"

The old man nodded: "There is only one place in this world that knows the art of dreaming. ”

Suddenly, Meng Juntong remembered something and hurriedly asked: "Senior, I see that you seem to be ...... in the dream of Bai Yu" She wanted to say that the other party's method of entering Bai Yu's dream was very similar to the dream technique, and it was also a very profound non-medium dream technique, and this kind of magic could only be performed in Shaohua City.

The rest of the dreamers, even if they are now Xiao Cheng, who has reached the Quadruple Illusion Realm and has a rather magnificent Dream Galaxy in the Sea of Divine Consciousness, there is no way to fall asleep without the help of the summoning of the Ming Soul Ancient Lamp.

The old man smiled: "I'm not old, but my eyesight is not bad." That's right, it's a dream. ”

"The seniors are also from Shaohua?" Meng Juntong was a little excited, and hurriedly asked.

The old man's smile gradually retracted, and his face was slightly heavy: "You said the opposite." ”

"Is it the other way around?" Meng Juntong didn't know why, and didn't know what the old man meant by this.

"It should be said that you Shaohua is part of our Dragon Ruins. The old man corrected.

This place Meng Juntong heard very unfamiliarly, and it seems that he has not read about it in any of the past classics.

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed downward, "What you saw earlier is the Dragon Ruins. ”

Just as he was about to continue talking, Bai Yu's dream suddenly changed dramatically.

Above the nine heavens, the clouds were rolling, and there were wildfire and thunderstorms surging in all directions in the direction of this continent, and the speed was amazing, just in the blink of an eye, it had completely covered the entire continent.

Eight dragons dragging the continent to prevent it from sinking all at the same time let out a terrible wail of despair.

Click, click, a clear and sparkling thunderbolt lit up a large area of the sky, and the thunderbolt silver lightning was mercilessly slashed towards the dragons.

The dragon was so desperate that it bit the chain, went head-on, and hit the thunder, but it was split to the point that the dragon scales were blown apart, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Over the entire continent, it seems that a rain of blood is falling at this moment.

"What's going on, how can this happen!" Meng Juntong exclaimed in surprise, she already knew that these eight dragons were the key to maintaining the unsinkable continent, if one more died, then no one would be able to prevent this place from sinking into the sea.

The old man's expression was complicated, this dream, he had dreamed of it almost every night in the past tens of thousands of years, but even if tens of thousands of years had passed, when he saw this scene again, that heartstring would still seem to be held by death.

"Longxu is not dead, Shaohua is not alive!" The old man turned his head to look at Meng Juntong, his eyes were full of rolling tears.

These eight words couldn't shock Meng Juntong, and the thunder and lightning were shocking.

Could it be that the destruction of the Dragon Ruins is due to the appearance of Shaohua Dream City?

Bai Yu began to cry, accompanied by a terrible low roar, and finally a dragon fell into the sea under the attack of the heavenly thunder.

Soon, every second dragon was burned by the fire, and they also fell into the sea and died.

The remaining six dragons could no longer support the pressure of dragging the continent, and began to be dragged by the continent and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Even so, they still clenched the iron lock tightly, refusing to let go of it.

"No, don't, don't do this!" Bai Yu strode towards the sea.

"Xiao Yu!" Meng Juntong hurriedly wanted to chase, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man smiled and said, "The Dream Weaver can't be confused by the authorities, this is her dream, will she still be injured here?"

Meng Juntong reacted and sighed softly, it was indeed the authorities who were confused.

"Senior, can you tell me about the Dragon Ruins? I am indeed from Shaohua, but I have never heard of the legend of the Dragon Ruins. ”

There was no expression on the old man's face, and at some point, an old smoking gun appeared in his palm, and he turned around and began to slowly swallow the clouds.

The old man walked slowly on the streets of the city, and Meng Juntong followed unhurriedly behind.

Finally, the old man slowly spoke: "Girl, do you believe in fate." ”

Meng Juntong was slightly stunned, she didn't understand why the old man would say this.

Shaohua Dream City naturally believes in fate, otherwise it would not have recommended Liu Baicong, the chosen one, to enter the world and turn into a catastrophe.

But does she Meng Juntong really believe in her fate? This question even she herself can't explain clearly.

The old man didn't seem to be ready to really get an answer from Meng Juntong, and then continued to take care of himself: "Whether it is humans, gods, immortals, demons, or Buddhas, they all have their own destiny, no matter how powerful you are, in the end it is just a humble drop on the road of destiny. ”

"Senior," Meng Juntong wanted to interrupt the old man's words, but the old man didn't seem to hear at all.

Meng Juntong noticed that the surrounding space had begun to blur, whether it was the thunder and fire in the sky, or the surface of the earth, dense cobwebs began to appear, as if a glass vessel had been smashed.

Meng Juntong knew that this was a manifestation of Bai Yu's imminent dream.

"Senior!" Meng Juntong called again, and the old man took two puffs of his cigarette and exhaled a large cloud of smoke.

"When there are still five decays in heaven and man, all things are born, who can escape. ”

Meng Juntong wanted to find Bai Yu, if it was possible, it would be good to use condensing incense to maintain her dream for a while.

However, she found that for Bai Yu's dream, she didn't have the ability to transform and jump at will.

Ming Mingyu's dream medium fell into his own Ming Soul Ancient Lamp, whether it is dream control or dream weaving, Meng Juntong should have a certain degree of control.

The old man slowly turned around at this time, and when he saw his face again, Meng Juntong couldn't help but be startled.

Where is the human face, it's obviously a huge dragon head.

Long dragon whiskers fluttered in the wind on both sides of the face, and a pair of dragon eyes flickered.

"Senior, you!" Meng Juntong took several steps back.

The old man waved his hand: "Don't be afraid, this is the true appearance of our Crystal Feather Dragon Clan." ”

"What about Bai Yu? will she do the same?" Meng Juntong asked.

"Her Royal Highness the little princess is different, she was born with golden branches and jade leaves, and now her dragon soul has not yet awakened, so there is no way to change her true appearance. ”

Fortunately, Meng Juntong sighed secretly.

"Take the little princess and come to the Dragon Ruins again, everything you want to know will be answered there." ”