"Juntong!" In front of the viewing platform, Meng Juntong's grandfather, father, and uncle all saw the scene of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, but Meng Juntong did not withdraw from the state of weaving dreams.

Meng Huai was really anxious, and he was about to rush to the Dream Weaving Platform immediately, but fortunately he was stopped by his eldest brother Meng Huaijin in time.

"Big brother, Juntong is injured, didn't you see it!" Meng Huaizhen said anxiously.

Meng Huaizhen has always regarded Meng Juntong as if he had come out, even his two sons, and he has never been so concerned. At this moment, seeing Meng Juntong vomiting blood from his wounds, his heart was naturally extremely anxious.

Meng Huaijin saw that her daughter was injured, so she was not in a hurry, but now it was a clan competition, and Juntong had never quit weaving dreams, no matter what, they shouldn't interrupt her now.

"That girl's temperament is so stubborn," as the head of the family, Meng Juntong's grandfather Meng Changge sighed softly, "You don't have to worry, with the high priest of Vena here, these little guys will not have a problem." ”

Priest Luo Shu acted as a judge in the clan, and since the beginning of weaving dreams, he has closed his eyes and felt the same dream.

Although it was Meng Juntong who was weaving dreams, what happened in this dream medium, the Vena priest was very clear, that is, after Meng Juntong used the True Word Forbidden Technique, he also knew, but he didn't stop it.

Just like Meng Juntong said, in the rules of the Doumeng competition, it was not said that the use of the mantra forbidden technique was not allowed, since the law did not prohibit it, it could be used.

There is a rule in Shaohua City that if you use the Truth Forbidden Technique, you will be punished, and it will only be implemented after the end of the Meng Juntong Clan Competition.

There was no sadness or joy on the face of the high priest of Vena, which was also a point that reassured all the families present, which showed that everything that happened in the dream was within the controllable range.

In the dream, Bai Luzhou helped Meng Juntong to sit down beside him: "Juntong, you are crazy." It is a taboo for the Dream Weaver to use the Truth Forbidden Technique to trap the Dream Medium, and after this clan competition, you will be punished most severely by the High Priest. ”

Meng Juntong's little face turned pale, this is the sequelae of the forbidden art, I am afraid that it will take a while to cultivate.

Liu Baicong's flute was still melodious, but Meng Juntong's forbidden barrier had long been unable to hold on, and with a click, it finally shattered completely.

Meng Juntong snorted again, looking at the incense, it was almost burned out, but Meng Juntong also knew that she had no chance.

Yang Chengwu's eyes had returned to clarity at this moment, he let go of the bladed war knife in his hand, looked up at the sky, the surrounding battlefield was rapidly weathering and disappearing, and those strange and familiar figures were like bubbles, one by one by his side to burst, dissipate, and go away with the wind.

When he woke up from the dream, he returned to reality, and his gradually clear eyes once again turned back to tiredness and depression. Real-life memories flooded in.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, there will always be a moment to wake up.

Meng Juntong bit his lip tightly and looked at the scene in front of him.

She failed, and she was originally full of confidence in a competition, but in her best dream weaving technique, she would lose to Liu Baicong.

"What kind of song is that!" she was unwilling, even if she lost, she should know where she was losing, whether it was because her skills were inferior to others, whether she had a flaw in weaving dreams, or whether Liu Baicong used some dream-breaking technique that she didn't understand.

Bai Luzhou sighed lightly, she still knows a little bit about Meng Juntong's temper, this girl is stubborn and refuses to admit defeat, and her arrogance in her heart is definitely not lost to any man: "Just ask Liu Baicong when the clan is over, if you are embarrassed to ask, I will go to him and ask to tell you the same." ”

Meng Juntong shook his head: "It's not over yet, it was just dreaming just now, and then I'm going to prepare to break the dream!"

Bai Luzhou was stunned: "Are you ready to break the dream?" But in your state, I remember that the two competitions of weaving dreams and breaking dreams can be applied for separately, do you want to go back and adjust it first, and wait until tomorrow to come back to the competition." ”

Meng Juntong's eyes were resolute, he gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and shook his head resolutely: "I don't believe in Liu Bai Cong's dream, I can't break it, as long as I win this game, the person who goes to the human world will still be me!"

"Juntong, why do you have to go to the human world, the master said, bringing Jun into the world is a tribulation, although it is said that you can accumulate merits, but this calamity is very tribulation, and you will die for a lifetime. ”

Meng Juntong didn't speak, but his eyes became more and more determined: "Ten deaths and no life, I have to go." ”

Bai Luzhou sighed lightly: "You tough girl, okay, the next competition is your business, I'm leaving." ”

Two dreambreakers carry out dream breaking, and if the dream is successful, then the other person who is not able to break the dream will be eliminated in advance.

Now that Liu Baicong has completed the dream breaking, Bai Luzhou, who is also a dream breaker, will of course naturally get out of the game.

"Sister Bai, thank you. Meng Juntong was thanking Bai Luzhou for not interfering with herself, although she was confident, she also knew that Bai Luzhou's cultivation in the dream path was also the most top-notch among the young generations of the three clans, that is, when she was fighting with Liu Baicong just now, if Bai Luzhou wanted to make a move, she could easily tear apart the dream woven by Meng Juntong, but she didn't do it.

Bai Luzhou smiled: "You call me Sister Bai, naturally you can't bully your sister as an older sister." Besides, whether it is the human world or the city lord of Shaohua Dream City, you Sister Bai and I are not interested, you and Liu Baicong can fight if they are willing to fight. Saying that, Bai Luzhou had already turned around and waved his hand: "Go first, don't work hard, dream fighters need to outwit, and you can't do it brutely." After speaking, he directly turned into a streamer and disappeared into this dream world.

With outwitting, Meng Juntong looked up at the direction where Liu Baicong was, and she felt that this time Liu Baicong defeated herself in this way.

Although the dream was broken, Liu Baicong's flute still echoed in the world of the dream medium.

The priest's ethereal voice sounded in the world of the dream medium: "In the second scene, Meng Juntong lost the dream, Meng Juntong, do you want to go directly to the third scene, or do you want to do it again on another day?"

"Let's do it now," Meng Juntong made a deep sigh, although her current state is not very good, but just like Bai Luzhou said, breaking dreams is in wisdom but not strength, maybe when the strength is exhausted, it is an opportunity to generate wisdom.

"Liu Baicong, do you want to choose the dream realm again, or continue to use this dream medium. The high priest of Vena asked Liu Baicong again.

Liu Baicong's answer was similar to Meng Juntong's: "Just use this dream medium." ”

In this way, both parties can also save the step of going back and re-reading the soul.

"Then you start dreaming. Priest Luo said.

Liu Baicong hugged the flute and saluted slightly towards the void: "Yes, master." ”