Zhan Wuji's body collapsed like a collapsed sand tower.
Endless darkness surged in like a tsunami, drowning him.
The calamity clouds are rolling in, covering the sky and the sun.
A bloody sedan was flying with lightning speed among the yellow sand in the sky.
In the sedan chair, a gilt Pixiu incense burner was emitting billowing smoke, and the rich spiritual fragrance filled the entire hall.
In the first seat, Zhan Wuji suddenly woke up from his nightmare, his eyes suddenly widened.
He was panting and sweating profusely. He quickly looked around and saw that the house was in a mess, with ragged clothes and clothes scattered all over the floor.
The hair of the three girls, "Yili", "Kong Meng" and "Mo Gui", slid down from the bed like snakes, along his legs, and lay beside him. Their long eyelashes were hanging down, their breaths were even, and they were already trapped. Sleeping.
Looking at everything in front of him, Zhan Wuji slowly woke up. This was a dream.
However, this dream is so real, as if all this is foreshadowing something!
Zhan Wuji frowned. With his current level of cultivation, he would never sleep for no reason. What's more, even if he sleeps, he has the "origin" and "mleep" and can control his dreams as he wishes.
But in the dream just now, he was holding a white chess piece, playing chess with "Old", and was about to win, but suddenly, the situation changed drastically.
This is not his dream!
At this thought, Zhan Wuji's expression became much more serious.
The "original" method he mastered was related to the dream world, but it could put him into a deep sleep without anyone noticing, and it could also make him fall into a deep sleep, and create a real dream that was closely related to the chess game.
And those who can reach this point must have much higher cultivation than him!
Is that the immortal named "Yanxu"?
His "origin" and "mian" come from the "Yanxu" Immortal Lord.
etc!
Any "origin" can be used by the "old"!
In the same way, "Li Luo" can also use all the "origins" in the Tiandao Gang!
"Wei" can also control all the "origins" that will occur in the future!
The four great immortals can all use the rule of the word "sleep" to trap him unknowingly!
Moreover, the same is true for thunder tribulation!
"Chess game..." he muttered.
"Playing chess with an old friend."
"Perhaps this is the unfinished dream..."
"Is this... Wei's hint?"
Zhan Wuji thought carefully and recalled everything in the previous dream, but he always felt that there were many things in it that were different from the Fusheng chessboard.
For example, in his dream, there were twenty-two white chess pieces on the chessboard.
But as far as we know so far, including him, there are only eleven white pieces in total!
What are these eleven extra pieces?
Moreover, what did his action just now mean?
Not long ago, he survived one hundred and one tribulations and got rid of the entanglement of the two great lords "Li Luo" and "Yan Xu". Isn't this very clever?
White turns into black. What does it mean?
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji shook his head slightly. In any case, this dream was no small matter!
After he completes his trip to Qingqiu, he plans to visit "Yanxu" again and ask him about dreams.
Let’s see the robbery first before talking about it.
Compared to "Yanxu", this calamity is much easier and provides much more information!
In addition, after talking to Tianjie, Tianjie also gave him something created in a dream, that is, the mask.
It can create new masks infinitely, and once it is cast, it can return to the land of chaos.
The mask given to him by Heavenly Tribulation has an obvious function, allowing him to search for it in the chaotic land. Monks who have experienced 101 thunder tribulations can become immortals. This is a huge research opportunity for him.
However, the mask Tianjie gave him could be a good way to escape in critical moments.
At this moment, a figure flashed past, and "Yili"'s white hair poured down like snow. She opened her eyes, and then slowly raised her head, with a look of confusion on her face, as if she didn't understand why. Will fall asleep.
But "Yili" quickly returned to normal. After all, illusions are ever-changing and do not need to abide by the rules of this world, so everything is normal.
So, she put aside the doubts in her mind, stood up gracefully, and rode on Zhan Wuji's back.
"War Immortal Emperor, let's continue studying illusions." "Yili" said calmly.
Zhan Wuji understood it instantly, and said seriously: "Yes! This battle will end sooner or later."
"Now, we should seize the time and have a good talk."
"Everything in this world is fake."
"My way is my truth!"
After speaking, he took out a piece of black cloth and said, "Senior Lingyi, we have already tried it."
"Now, please cover your eyes and close your consciousness."
"The difficulty of this deduction has increased a lot, and my Taoist heart has been better tempered..."
"Yili" looked at the black piece of cloth in his hand, then nodded, "Okay!"
After saying that, she picked up the black cloth and quickly covered her eyes.
Just when the two were about to deduce the illusion, a slim figure swayed slightly in front of them, and the "Kong Meng" slowly opened his eyes, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if he didn't know why he fell into a deep sleep before.
Just when she was frowning in thought, Zhan Wuji raised his arms and hugged her tightly.
"Kongmeng" realized this immediately. She saw "Yili" was blindfolded and Zhan Wuji with a bad look on his face, and instantly understood what she was going to do.
"You, when did you kill Mo Gui?"
Zhan Wuji cleared his throat and quickly sent a message: "Senior Brother Mo Gui and I love each other very much."
Hearing Zhan Wuji's nonsense and shameless explanations, "Kong Meng" curled his lips, knowing very well that "Mo Gui" was probably similar to himself and had been tricked.
At this time, "Mo Gui" also woke up, and before she could react, she was hugged by a strong arm.
"Mo Gui" turned around immediately and saw "Yili" and "Kong Meng" next to him. He immediately said "ah" and was unable to resist anymore.
Under the clouds of calamity, dust was flying, and the blood-colored sedan swayed like an arrow from the string.
Sixteen vermilion lanterns swayed gently in the breeze, like a melodious song.
The calamity cloud is still so heavy, and the blazing heat belonging to the power of the sun is slowly fading.
At this moment, a wisp of crimson color appeared quietly.
The moonlight, like thousands of sharp arrows, pours down from the sky!
Red as a knife, it split open layers of calamity clouds and was extremely domineering, spreading the emperor's fluid all over the ground.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound on the desolate land.
The ground shook, and countless plants grew, grew, and flourished crazily...
