Chapter 1123: The Great Wilderness: Overseas North Longitude - Like a Dream Order (3)

In the Qingqing world, everything Jian Qingsheng saw at the beginning has now reappeared in Li Pichen's eyes.

In the black high sky, the hideous eyebrows and eyes have torn the curtain, this is the dream and the home of the ghost rain, so it is impossible for the sun and moon to appear, let alone manifest the stars.

The primordial fear of the night comes from the darkness that is as vast as the sea of smoke and as deep as the abyss.

Ghost rain hides in the dreams of all beings, feeding on the fears of the four sentient beings, and he once disguised the method of marrying dreams, threaded silk threads into it, and shaped countless false heirs, and finally took them back and devoured them.

If it weren't for the appearance of the Drunken Flower Son, Ghost Rain would have succeeded quickly and was finally killed by the three watches.

The death of the ghost rain is a necessary condition for the return of the third watch and the preaching.

This is a cycle, but it was broken by the Drunken Flower Heavenly Son, or Xie Yanchen, she is the master of the Drunken Flower Heavenly Son, who cut off the power of the Ghost Rain, and this peerless demon who has been hiding in the dreams of all beings for hundreds of thousands of years, and even fought with the Qin Huo Divine Venerable, has lost his most important bait in this way.

This had to lead him to spend a lot of Taoism and mana, and then re-forge a trick similar to marrying dreams, and he himself found no less than a dream in the most terrifying and dark corner of the dream.

The dark giant rose and emerged from the viscous water, the Eight Nightmare Nightmares let out a piercing, low, coquettish, angry chirp, and countless white crows flew through the black sky, emerging from the hideous heavenly eyes.

Li Bichen began to retreat, his body left hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant, and he turned the earth and the sky in a dream, but at this moment, in the black curtain in the sky, countless miserable white branches stretched out and swayed, wherever Li Bichen went, these miserable white trees would inevitably follow.

"The iron tree blooms, buds in spring, and sprouts in winter. ”

The ghost rain made a dull sound, rumbling like thunder, and like a big drum trembling, those miserable white trees, the branches began to bloom with black flowers, this is the use of yin and yang Qi to the extreme, life and death, invincible!

Boom ——!

Countless huge iron trees on the earth turned into palms, white crows swept away like a storm, and black flowers carried bright and dazzling blood swords that could kill luck, red to the extreme, like flowers blooming on the other side.

Behind him, the black sky giant suddenly turned into a magnificent white shadow that covered the sky and the night, and everything was brewing in it, and the five colors were entwined in it, with no face and no mouth, no facial features, no facial features, no seven emotions and six desires!

By Li Pichen's side, those dreamy bubbles were taken away, and at this time, the five colors quickly faded, and countless dreams were destroyed, turning into gray-white dead things, and then they died, and the five colors were taken away by the white shadow.

"As the ninth supreme, the nightmare is above the eight nightmares, but there is not only one form, the so-called dream startles all beings, and everyone who has a heart suffers from it. ”

"There are five colors in the world, the earth immortals receive one, the heavenly immortals receive three, and the great sage can receive five, but I am in a dream... I am like a great sage!"

Ghost Rain pinched the seal, and at this time, the voice changed again, like an ethereal virgin, very weird.

"Heavenly Palace Master, Wushan People's Dream Song!"

The drums sounded, followed by Xun, and then the chorus of the piano!

Under the white curtain of the night, countless shadows emerged, chanting ancient songs, the voices of the vast squatters echoed, Li Bichen saw, countless dreams were awakened, too vast, vast, this is the dream of the four sentient beings!

Just the ghost rain is immeasurable, and his black rain permeates all the calling dreams with the sound of these harps, and the masters of those dreams fall into darkness, and all kinds of qi breath converge, there are mortals, there are non-humans, there are immortals, there are demons, there are gods

At the feet of the ghost rain, there is a white mountain rising from the ground, it is pale, with part of the black water, and the world's dreams turn into two colors, leaving only yin and yang, and they are all mastered by the ghost rain.

Command all beings!

I am like a great sage in my dreams!

"It's not an empty phrase"

Li Bichen looked back slightly, spreading from the place of three inches and six feet under his feet, millions of miles of dreams, countless people were called to come, becoming puppets of nightmares, even realm masters are no exception!

Their bodies were dyed black, and they were prostrate under the white mountains, and the black water was like mist and mist, giving them great strength!

Among the living beings, a huge black shadow that faintly woke up at this time covered the sky and the sun, and Li Bichen felt the familiar breath, that was the law of the Taishang, it was the power of the Taishang!

"Roaring ——!"

Like a clarion call to attack, the huge black shadow stood up, not a human spirit, but a fire unicorn!

It is not like stepping on the red dust, the unicorn that mutated from the bloodline of Ryoma, this is the real innate descending, with the magnificent Shinto breath and power, but at this time, the burning fire has turned black, and the true fire of the five madhi that could burn the heavens has also become an evil flame in the dream.

"Qingqing world, after all, there is Zhan Cang's pressure, don't dare to be too presumptuous, and I just woke up from dormancy, and fought with the drunken flower Tianzi, which damaged my vitality, but now that you have walked into my dream, you are really self-defeating!

The voice of the ghost rain became magnificent, and it was announced to the world like a god!

The fire qilin summoned all the beings who fell into the nightmare, and the power of the forest and all the things suppressed from the Liuhe Eight Desolations, among the iron trees, the blood sword flew up in the sky, and all living beings stretched out their hands, and every shadow pulled out a bright red light!

All dreams belong to Ghost Rain, he just used a song to pull countless strong people into his own soldiers, I don't know how many worlds, I don't know how many dreams, at this time are all enslaved by him.

Even Taishang couldn't escape, it was a power that Li Bichen had never seen.

"Brother Dao, please wake up. ”

Tempting to transmit the sound, but the response was only an unconscious roar of anger, and this fire unicorn seemed to have become the embodiment of the Black Sky Giant and the White Curtain Heavenly Ghost!

"Taishang Zhongtu, the heavenly principle, up and down, through the heavens and the earth, the righteousness of the epidemic, the left is yang and the right is yin, there are things born and earth, the nameless is lonely, can be the master of all things, not withering at four times!"

The fire unicorn made a mighty sound, it was a carving in a dream, and its power was so powerful that it was incomparably strong, and Ghost Rain sighed: "In order to make this person fall into a dream and sleep for a long time, I have spent a lot of effort!"

"Although you can only call for a quarter of the strength, it is enough to deal with you junior. ”

Li Bichen's side, the dust surged, the 30,000 zhang Qingchen fairy sword raised its head like a dragon, the sword roared above the wind, frost, rain, snow and thunder, the twenty-four days were raging, with the sword light constantly Daizhou nightmare incarnated life, but there are too many masters in the nightmares of all beings, and the terrain is not enough to say it!

The huge shadow slapped down, the hooves of the fire unicorn turned into claws, and this sweep was the destruction of countless dream worlds.

The dust sword flew, but before it was close, it all collapsed, including those realm nightmares, no matter what kind of mana lingered around them, they were all like nothing in front of the fire qilin!

Ten thousand laws do not stick!