Half of the city was reflected in the sky, and a slender ghost was trapped in a water balloon hundreds of feet wide. Two feet more than ten feet high kicked towards a head composed of countless black mist ghost heads, and flew straight towards the Heavenly Cave Vortex on the back.

Strange images continued to meet Yun Yizi's sight, and indescribable monsters roamed around him, inaudible whispers stirring his nerves.

Fortunately, Yun Yizi's nerves are very large, second only to the mentally ill with certificates.

"Is this the deep dream of the Crazy Ling Daoyou?"

Yun Yizi muttered and began to analyze the strange world here according to his own understanding.

In the middle-level dream, the obsession of the crazy Ling Daoyou is Kunlun, the so-called Kunlun forbidden land, but he is unwilling to accept the fact that Kunlun has declined, thus deriving such a barren Kunlun.

As for here, there are no rules at all, even if the Apple Tianzun Newton is here, I am afraid that he will shout "help me close the coffin board".

"It seems that it was the hexagram that blinded the crazy Ling Daoyou is cognition, causing him to completely deranged the rules in his deep dreams. ”

"Senior Yu?" Yun Yizi called tentatively in his heart.

There was no response, but the nearby Cheche whispered closer.

"Master—"

There was still no response, the whispering was close to my ears, but it was still inaudible, disorganized, like a dream.

Yun Yizi was silent for a moment, and simply spoke: "Mr. Qi?"

There was a sudden pause in the whispering.

"Qi-first-sheng-"

Hundreds of voices exploded in Yun Yizi's mind, and for a while, Yun Yizi fell into a temporary deafness.

Dizzy, the mark of the gentleman kept flickering, and one after another the word "danger" smashed into his sea of knowledge.

But he couldn't hear anything, only felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was blocking his chest.

A nameless evil fire rose up, making him almost crazy, the frequency of the flickering of the gentleman's mark began to decrease, and the aura in his chest was blocked by something and could not flow back.

Uneasy emotions began to envelop my heart, and strange thoughts kept flashing—

"I want to replace Confucian—"

"The Minotaur is the best in the world!"

"The rich old thief has come to take his life—"

"Fuck my friend, that's the color map I want, hurry up!"

The Gentleman's Mark stopped flickering, and the filthy ash oozed from his forehead, and the subtle cracks were expanding, extending, all the way to the Dao Heart where Yun Yizi had just condensed.

The evil spirit is rising, and the gods are hidden.

The monsters roaming around the neighborhood stopped at some point. The malicious gaze fell on Yun Yizi one after another.

Every drop of sight increased the cracks on the gentleman's mark.

Buzz –

Xuan Tongjian let out a rapid scream, and Yun Yizi briefly regained a trace of clarity, and he couldn't allow him to think about it, so he directly summoned the Ten Thousand Worlds Chronicles.

[Abnormal area detected——]

【Searching——】

[Void interference is serious, analysis interference-]

[Warning! 'Three Calamity Energy' Detected]

[Warning!] This area is the "Old Infernal Hell", and the following advanced observers quickly retreated-]

The aura of the Ten Thousand Worlds Chronicles suddenly paused, as if an invisible big hand was caressing it, and it actually tried to erase the Heavenly Dao aura on the Ten Thousand Worlds Chronicles!

At this moment, the Chronicles of the Worlds quickly flipped the page, and before they had time to stop, the Chronicles of the Worlds closed directly, and the breath disappeared completely.

The filthy aura that belonged to the old Infernal Realm began to overflow from the Ten Thousand Worlds Chronicles, and the Ten Thousand Worlds Aspirations were being assimilated, and Yun Yizi's last line of defense was about to fail.

Who are you?]

Buzz –

The thunderous question exploded in Yun Yizi's mind, turning into a giant hammer phantom, and went down with a hammer.

"I'm Yun Yizi, I won't get lost here!"

Ding——

The gentleman's mark suddenly shook, and with the last trace of strength, he condensed a promise mark, and the half of the city hanging upside down in the sky suddenly flipped over, and the phantom of the Confucian Temple appeared, quickly overlapping with the half of the city.

Smack-

A hand stretched out from the Chronicles of the Worlds.

The breeze came, and I saw a green shirt standing here.

Boom Boom –

The appearance of the green shirt seemed to have angered some unknown terrifying existence, causing all the nearby monsters to desperately attack the half of the Temple of Literature in the sky.

"The breeze is coming, and the water is not rippling. ”

The mellow voice sounded slowly, and everything returned to calm.

"Nan Xiangzi, this matter has been recorded by Emperor Jiang!"

The inexplicable terror and anger receded, Yun Yizi's pressure plummeted, and the blockage in his chest began to dissipate.

"Senior Wu Wang?"

Yun Yizi, who regained consciousness, saw the figure in a green shirt with his hands behind his back in front of him, and couldn't help but call out.

As soon as the words fell, the figure in the green shirt turned into a breeze and dispersed, as if it had never existed.

The half of the Temple of Literature on the canopy also flipped upside down and returned to its original state.

Yun Yizi was stunned for a moment, and quickly opened the Ten Thousand Worlds Chronicles, trying to confirm something.

"What about the paintings, why are they gone?"

The painting of [First Immortal in the Mortal World] is gone, and his invincible golden body is gone!

"I'll go, Fusu come over quickly, guess what I found, a wild Confucian gentleman!"

A voice came from a distance, and Yun Yizi subconsciously looked up.

[Portrait: Qiao Yang]

[Holy Name: ???]

[Origin: ???]

[Realm: ???]

[Comment: ???]

[Monologue: Oh, mind reading, it actually worked for me, hello, wild little gentleman, hey, how can there be a smell of cloud mouth. 】

Good guy, Yun Yizi is a good guy directly.

With a question mark, the title column has also become a holy name, so there shouldn't be a saint, right?

The figure approached, landed beside Yun Yizi and glanced at it a few times, then looked up at the half of the upside-down city in the sky, turned his head and asked, "That guy from Nan Xiangzi just now cheated on the corpse again?"

"Nan Xiangzi, deceitful corpse?" Yun Yizi didn't understand.

Qiao Yang glanced at Yun Yizi a few times: "Yun Dazui cough, who are you Yun Guizi?"

Yun Yizi hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a teacher in the next family, dare to ask the seniors?"

Qiao Yang smiled: "Didn't you see what my name was? It's you, but the Six Realms of the Middle Mean ran to the old Infernal Realm, and it was not enough to send food to the old Infernal Place, is this inheriting your master's slut's tradition of death?"

Listening to the words of this suspected saint senior, it seems that he is very familiar with the master.

"But also, your master and uncle have personally deceived the corpse to escort you, and it is not a big problem to break into the old Infernal Edge. Qiao Yang said to himself.

Yun Yizi caught the keyword 'uncle', and after a little analysis, he asked, "What did the predecessor say about Nan Xiangzi?"

Qiao Yang asked rhetorically: "Yun Dazui didn't tell you?" Oh, Nan Xiangzi hung up, and it was useless to say it. Anyway, he just deceived the corpse just now in order to drive Di Jiang away? Is he so idle? Where did he hide, shouting out and nagging, it was quite boring to hold back in this ghost place for hundreds of years, and it was rare to meet a familiar ......"

This senior didn't know if he was talking or holding back for too long, he chattered endlessly, and he didn't care whether Yun Yizi answered or not, he just said his own.