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"Come on, Zhou Gongtou is also down!"

With a plop, Zhou Gongtou walked and fell to the ground in Gongsun's Mansion, and the rest of the people hurriedly carried it, only to find that Zhou Gongtou, like the rest of the masons, was sleeping soundly. ^^% search @ witch god + .baishulou@ read this book #latest% chapter^''

Similar situations are no longer uncommon.

Gongsun Miao looked at this situation, his brows furrowed, this Qingwei Temple must have heard the wind and was warning him.

But...... Why haven't the gods come yet?

"Daddy, you go and rest first, and your daughter will take care of it here. Gongsun Changyao walked up to Gongsun Miao and said softly.

Gongsun Miao shook his head and asked, "Is the room enough? not enough for the rest of the people in the mansion to crowd and make room." ”

"No, let's get to work right away. Steady, indifferent, revealing an invisible and majestic voice, suddenly sounded at this time.

"Immortal!" Gongsun Miao's sad face looked like ice and snow melted and vanished in an instant, and he became pleasant, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and turned around to pull Ao Yan.

Just this turn, Gongsun Miao's face changed again, as if he fell into the ice cave from under the sun in an instant.

In front of him, the black beast looked at him with its nose tilted and squinted, and heavy white air jets erupted from its nostrils and hit the ground in front of his toes, and the floor tiles were slammed.

Gongsun Changyao's face was not good-looking, and there was fear in his eyes, but he didn't take half a step back.

As for the rest of the family members in the house, they were quite frightened, one by one dumbfounded, and some of them stood stunned and fell to the ground on the spot. Some sat on the ground and moved backwards on the ground, and some ran away on the spot—but fortunately, everyone still had the eyesight to see a handsome man in a black robe on the black beast.

"You rammer. Don't be intimidating. ”

Ao Yan slapped Shen Gongbao's head, and Shen Gongbao squatted down with an aggrieved whining. Ao Yan got down from its back and walked in front of Gongsun Miao: "Take Ben Dao to see the situation." ”

"Yes. Gongsun Miao hugged a fist, just turned around, and saw his beloved daughter looking at the fairy, his heart moved, and his voice shouted: "Yaoyao, still stunned." Hurry up and take Eun Gong there. ”

"Yes...... Eun Gong, please come here. Gongsun Changyao glanced at his father. When he walked in front of the god and made a blessing, he led him to the chamber - the masons who had fallen for unknown reasons were now arranged to lie in the chamber. Along the way, Ao Yan asked about the situation again, and said in his heart that these masons must have been punished by those Taoist priests on the spot. Otherwise, how could they all fall all at once? What is the purpose of those Qingwei Temple Taoist priests?

If he had been right, the other party must have known that he could easily crack the Nightmare Technique.

Because of this, what's the use of using a powerful nightmare technique? Although a ferocious nightmare technique can drag people into a dream, it can't kill people at once, and it takes a lot of effort to cast it, and you can't think you can't break it after spending so much effort, right?

No, it shouldn't, those cows aren't that stupid.

"Go to Qingwei Temple to monitor and see what the dark clouds are moving. Ao Yan glanced at Xin Shi beside him.

Walk into the wings. Ao Yan saw a Miaoman girl in green clothes at the door looking at the door, it was Changming.

Make eye contact and nodded. let Gongsun Changyao stand outside and closed the door by himself.

The wing room here is not a first-class wing room, but a room where the lower people live, and on a long bedboard, the dirty clothes of the masons have not been removed, and they are motionless like dead pigs. From time to time, snoring erupted.

Ao Yan walked up to the first mason and pointed his finger towards his forehead. Use the art of entering and exiting dreams.

......

"Uncle Wuyunzi, can we do this?" the little Taoist priest in a Taoist robe sat on the futon.

He, like the brothers around him, was holding a scarecrow in his hand. The little Taoist priests sat on the empty ground, forming several circles around the black-faced bull-nosed middle-aged Taoist priest in the center.

The black-faced ox-nosed middle-aged Taoist priest held the dust in one hand and a scarecrow in the other.

He opened his eyes, glanced at the little Taoist, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, his old man fought with others a few days ago, and was injured by that person's vicious methods, and even the water exhaustion spell and nightmare spell he arranged in Gongsun Mansion were broken, you say...... Will it succeed?"

"What? Uncle was injured?"

"Damn! Who is so bold as to dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head!"

"We have to get it back!"

When the surrounding little Taoist priests heard this, they immediately became angry.

"Rest easy. The black-faced bull's nose stopped the little Taoists, and his face was still gloomy: "This person openly provokes my Qingwei Temple, which is really an unforgivable crime." But...... My Qingwei Temple has always been compassionate, and this place is in the middle of the city, and it is not good for him to openly cross it. Your uncle and I have laid out this nightmare array, as long as that person dares to try, he will inevitably fall into the array, and his divine thoughts and souls will be exhausted, and he will never be able to turn over. ”

The little Taoist priest who spoke at the beginning couldn't help but shudder, and asked with some trembling: "Uncle Shi, if he can't break it, isn't it not only him, but also those mortals who have been planted by you to die...... "He knows the power of this nightmare, a nightmare is so powerful, and the big array composed of nightmare is ...... He didn't dare to imagine that Uncle Shi was too extreme, there must be such a thing?

Qingwei Temple has been powerful and powerful all these years, and it has been enough to have a status and status...... He really couldn't figure it out.

"So what?!" Without waiting for the black-faced bull's nose to speak, a little Taoist priest shouted fiercely: "Our Qingwei Temple has come to this point, what does it rely on, isn't it that everyone is in awe, and because of what awe, isn't it relying on nightmare?

"Senior Brother Lingming, don't be impatient, don't scare Senior Brother Lingxi. An older little Taoist priest said, his tone was quite gentle, pulled down the Taoist priest who spoke just now, and comforted the little Taoist priest who was spoken at the beginning: "Senior Brother Lingxi is still young, many of them don't understand, Lingming, your temper has to be changed." ”

After a pause, he looked at the black-faced and bull-nosed uncle Wuyunzi, and continued: "That person broke the nightmare technique of our Qingwei Temple, and he was openly slapping his face. Say it's blatant or because now many people know that the magic of our Qingwei Temple has been broken and is not so effective, so Senior Brother Lingxi can go outside and take a walk to see where the majesty of our Qingwei Temple is now? If we don't fight with that person and kill this guy, what will be the face in the future? Then no one will believe in our Qingwei Temple, right?"

"So this field must be recovered, and the fighting method must also be won, as for those people who don't die......"

"Senior brother, it's not that Senior Brother said you, you have now embarked on the path of cultivation, you are not mortals, mortals are just ants to us, and those who can be used are used, dozens of dead are almost the same as not dying a single one...... However, junior brother, you must not be kind-hearted this time, because the status of our Qingwei Temple in the eyes of the people has been shaken, and if you don't die, it won't have a deterrent effect. If the Qingwei Temple is no more, what room do we have for survival?"

"Hmm-" Wuyunzi nodded, his heart was still steady and understanding the truth of this big apprentice.

"Senior brother is wise!" the rest of the little Taoist priests nodded yes one after another, and they were all convinced.

"Senior brother's lesson is that Lingxi didn't expect it......" Lingxi looked down at the scarecrow in his hand, and shuddered in his heart, only to feel a cluster of cold air in his spine, rushing to his head, cold all over, although it was summer, but every pore was oozing cold sweat.

What kind of Qingwei temple is this, Lingxi regrets it, this is a place where people eat people and don't spit out bones!

The senior brother smiled, and his tone was still gentle: "The little junior brother is still young and ignorant, just follow the arrangements of the senior brother and uncle, and the uncle will not harm everyone." ”

"Huh?!" At this moment, the black-faced bull-nosed Wuyunzi's face changed, revealing a cold smile, his eyes rolled, and he looked at the group of little Taoist priests and said, "That person is here, all ready for me." ”

"Yes!" The little Taoist priests suddenly pinched the scarecrow in their hands and became excited, their eyes shining with bloodthirsty light.

What a bunch of brutes!

Outside the house, the invisible Xin Shi had a gloomy face.

......

"Oh, this time it's straight to the point. Ao Yan was in a dream, looking at the daylight without the sun, surrounded by rolling hills without vegetation.

Obviously, this time, all the masons' tricks were also controlled.

Beyond the hill was the endless sky, and on the edge of the sky, some shadows seemed to be gathering in this direction.

When he got closer, Ao Yan saw clearly what was in those shadows, demons, evil ghosts, mountain monsters, cavalry and other messy things.

Ao Yan frowned slightly, this time this nightmare technique was really different.

He only felt it now, all the masons who had fallen from the Nightmare, and the dreams were connected.

Then, in other words, all nightmares will appear together, and the power will be multiplied!

The dream realm is a very peculiar place, where Ao Yan's cultivation and magic weapons are completely useless, and what can be relied on are some of the original spells, supernatural powers and other skills. But Ao Yan's supernatural powers are useless, and as for the spell, he can't, the only thing that is powerful is his dream technique.

Once the dream technique is used, the entire dream realm is Ao Yan's home field.

This is theocracy!

Since it is his home field, then the control is in his hands, he still remembers that when he dealt with the first enemy, Xie Shenpo, he used this spell, and at that time, he directly changed his image in the dream, and at the same time conjured up the environment in the dream, as well as the Yama Hall and the Yin Soldiers, etc., it was all a matter of Ao Yan's thoughts.

As soon as Ao Yan's thoughts moved, the entire dream suddenly changed dramatically.

...... (To be continued)