Underwater, Feng Linwan and Wang Yu glanced at each other.

Wang Yu waved his magic wand, expanding his blister, and enveloping Feng Lin Wan as well.

Putting away the boiling sword qi, Feng Linwan and Wang Yu stood side by side. Look at this majestic, majestic, terrifying, and eerie huge building under the sea.

"In the eternal mansion, in Lalaieh, the sleeping lord of eternity, waiting for you to fall asleep. Wang Yu recited a sentence from his mouth, but he didn't dare to say the name behind it.

There are certain beings whose shadow will spread throughout many worlds because of the spread of their name, and they are not gods or greats of a single world.

Like the master of Lalleyer, his dream became a city, perhaps in many different worlds.

Calling him by name may disturb him from his dreams, which is not necessarily a good thing.

"A person who is mentally fragile will go crazy in his dreams. Only those who are truly inspired can find certain truths here, progress and grow. Feng Lin looked at Wang Yu at night, waiting for Wang Yu's answer.

"Since it's already here, there's no reason to miss it. It's an opportunity, of course... It can also be dangerous. "Wang Yu is very decisive.

In countless worlds, not all traversers have good luck (bad luck?) to find Raleiye.

Someone was obsessed with Cruso's dreams and eventually died madly.

But there are also people who have gained a lot of knowledge in his dreams and have grown rapidly.

Follow the undercurrent through the collapsed stone pillars and into Laleye.

Standing at the bottom of the city and looking up, there are no stairs for people to climb, and a miasma constantly rises from under the floor at the bottom, through the twisted complex.

Through these strange miasma, and the folding of the seawater, the faint light that shines into the bottom of the sea seems so unconfident and weak, without the slightest bit of freshness and reality.

At first glance, the surrounding rocks appear to be convex, but when you look at them, you will feel that they are actually concave, and the twisted edges and corners of the stones seem to hide sinister threats and impatience.

The various creatures carved in relief on the rocks were covered in slippery moss, and the whole sight was full of the smell of decay and death. Even death... It doesn't seem to be willing to come here either.

The city, where there is no life or death, time imprisons it and allows it to be forgotten.

"Those are still alive. Wang Yu pointed to some reliefs under the moss and said.

Feng Linwan didn't say anything.

Many creatures have visited this place, and all of them have ended up in eternal dreams in Raleiye.

In the world of dreams, they enjoy eternity.

Almost all of the Old Dominators symbolize chaos, evil, and unspeakable horror, but among them Cruuse has a considerable number of followers, perhaps because of his dreams, which are still terrifying, but also desirable.

Dreams are false, but they can be an escape from a reality that you don't want to face.

Turning his head, Feng Linwan wanted to talk to Wang Yu.

However, at this moment, he realized that at some point, Wang Yu had disappeared.

Turning his head, the only thing he saw was a monotonous, uninteresting shadow.

Tall, pitch-black, like a long cloak, standing on a sharp stone tablet, looking down at him indifferently.

Stretching out his hand, the flying sword surrounded his body, Feng Linwan did not flee, nor did he approach, looking at the shadow, there was only a jealousy in his heart that was so strong that he couldn't dissolve.

"Who are you?" Feng Linwan asked.

His voice echoed through this eerie and empty underwater city.

It's not scientific, but... There's nothing scientific about it right now.

"Who are you?" the dark shadow seemed to bounce back from Feng Linwan's question.

If you don't listen carefully, you seem to feel that this is just Feng Linwan's own voice, and under the echo of the city, he turned around and then turned upside down.

Faced with this question that rebounded back, Feng Linwan didn't answer, and suddenly felt something strange in his body.

He noticed that his hands had turned pale green, and that he had slippery skin with some scales on it. Something seemed to stick out of his back, and he reached out and touched his cheek, which was no longer his handsome appearance, but like a big fish head...

"I was tricked, I was turned into a deep diver?" Feng Linwan was shocked. The Deep Diver is a subordinate servant of the old domination, similar to the Fish-Man, and belongs to the amphibians.

"No! I entered Cruchu's dream. I became a part of his dream. ”

"So real, and unconsciously... Feng Linwan pinched his arm with his hand, the pain was very real, and there was no falsehood.

If you want to commit suicide and wake up from a dream, I'm afraid it's delusional.

That would only make him truly dead.

He must find the key to his dreams and wake up from his deepening nightmare.

It's strange that there are lights all around... The city under the sea will be lit up with fire.

And everything that is desolate and dead has become alienated, and gradually there is a lot more excitement and liveliness.

Around the forest, there are streets, pedestrians, shops, cars and horses...

All kinds of races coexist peacefully here. But there is an eerie quiet, lively and cold silence, parallel here, forming a hot and cold tone.

"It's not good! I've gone from the first dream to the second dream, getting deeper and deeper. If I fall to the bottom of the dream, then I will be lost and will never be able to find myself again. Feng Lin kept warning himself, and then began to run down the street.

The current Feng Lin Wan is like a 'ghost pressing bed', his consciousness is awake, but he can't get rid of the dream and break free from that powerlessness.

But if he falls into a deep sleep, he will gradually forget his 'self' in his dreams, become another him, and eventually sleep forever.

Dragon Spell Scroll!

Feng Linwan stood on a high place and used the dragon spell scroll.

Huge dragon shadows swept through the sky, destroying the entire city.

Peace and ease, torn and shattered under the threat of a terrifying dragon curse.

But Feng Linwan was sinking, and he could feel that his self was numb, and some memories and inspirations that did not belong to him were surging.

"I didn't really use the Dragon Spell Scroll, it was just my conscious fantasy about the power of the Dragon Spell Scroll. It is my most important hole card, just like a needle in my consciousness. I originally thought that if I used the dragon spell scroll, I might be able to break the dream and leave here. ”

"But obviously, I was wrong to think so. Violent dream interpretation can't break free from Cruzhu's dream pull. ”

Rumble!

The surging blood, the spreading fire, the mountains, the thick clouds.

This familiar and unfamiliar scene is extremely real, and it is extremely specific to appear in front of Feng Linwan's eyes.

He found himself in an even more eccentric situation.

He became a whole new 'person'.

A man named Li Jianchen.

He is a disciple of the Streamer Sword Sect and a disciple of the Mangshan Sword Saint.

The Great Demon of the Netherworld was born, and the Streamer Sword Sect, as the leader of the righteous path, bore the brunt of the responsibility of maintaining the righteous path.

Feng Linwan's consciousness was still there, but he couldn't even shake and dominate the actions in his dream, like a bystander, he could only sit and watch.

This dream may be aimed at the 'emptiness' of the heart, and the pervasive nightmare will only lead you into the past that you don't want to look back on, and then experience pain again and again.

It's just that I'm afraid that even Crusu doesn't know that Feng Linwan is special after all.

This 'emptiness' does not come from Feng Linwan's original heart, and this nightmare does not belong to Feng Linwan himself. It belonged to an inexplicable, fractured, gratuitous memory.