Everyone on the other side of the ark, except for him, was pulled into the dream in front of him by an unknown force.
Yan Xing looked thoughtful. If this is a dream, then they are all outsiders. The real "dream maker" is essentially different from them. He is the master of the dream and the maker of the rules. Before breaking in is the only real existence.
The beautiful pictures you see in front of you are all the subjective imagination of the "dream maker". If there are changes that go against his will, he should be able to force the other party to show up.
The dreamer may even be hidden among these little brats.
Yan Xing raised his eyes and looked around. There were too many people. There were more than hundreds of millions of monks in the entire Ark on the Other Side. He couldn't possibly know them all. Moreover, they have all become juveniles, and their image characteristics have changed greatly.
"We have no choice but to take tough measures, but we don't know if it will hurt our own people. After all, even the dream world has appeared, and there is no telling whether it will reflect reality."
"I wish you good luck!"
Yan Xing was not a kind person, and he did not have any mercy. He stepped directly into the void, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his violent aura swept across the world.
"Hellfire!"
"Anti-entropic hypothermia!"
Black flames and blue mist spurt out from the depths of the boy's hole. They possess extreme high temperatures and absolute low temperatures at the same time, burning everything and freezing everything.
Rumble——
Katcha!
The blue sky stagnated and shattered, the green grassland turned into a sea of fire, and in an instant, the peaceful world turned into purgatory.
The laughing and playing little kids were like matches, being ignited, burned, turned into ashes, or stagnated and collapsed in the low temperature. While their self-existence disappeared, high-energy matter exploded out of thin air.
The absolute crushing left them no time to fear, unable to feel the slightest pain, and they were annihilated in the laughter.
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"Huh?"
"It's really not that simple!"
A look of surprise flashed in Yan Xing's eyes. He felt a strange wave sweep across the world. The fragmented world seemed to be refreshed, and it instantly returned to its original appearance from the state of purgatory.
Unfortunately, he was not pulled into the dream by the dreamer, but his real body forced his way in. The world refresh just now had no effect on him, and the magical power that had been released has not yet dissipated.
The little kids who were "rescued" had no time to react and were ignited again. The dream world could not withstand the erosion of the flame mist. After persisting for a moment, it was destroyed and shattered.
Refresh, destroy, refresh, destroy...
Yan Xing's expression gradually became serious, and he discovered that with each refreshment of the dream, the world and those children became more resistant to burning, and the texture became harder.
The dreamer is adapting to his destruction. If he is not an outsider, with the dreamer's authority in the dream, he can be erased with a thought.
Now that we are in a stalemate, it all depends on who is stronger. If the dream world is so tough that even the punishment of hell cannot be destroyed, then things will be in trouble.
"Hmph! Let me see how long you can hold on, ge force field, full firepower!
"
Rumble——
Invisible ripples swept across, and everything in the dream world was disintegrated and crushed. Just as it was refreshed, it was destroyed again, unable to last for an instant.
Ho ho ho!
hold head high--
"Finally showed up!"
Yan Xing's eyes lit up, he stopped his act of destroying the world, and the world that was refreshed again was no longer a blue sky and white clouds, but a scarlet and dim world. And those little kids no longer had the innocence and innocence they had before, and turned into all kinds of strange and ferocious monsters, staring at him fiercely.
The earth shattered, the magma rolled, and nine huge scaly heads protruded from the sea of fire. They opened their mouths and roared, and the ferocious aura was overwhelming.
Nine heads, nine tails, a snake body, a thick black body surrounded by hazy gray mist, each piece of thick scales has strange lines naturally growing on it, making it dazzling to look at.
On each ferocious head, there are two devil's horns that are spirally bent backwards, and the shape is more like a dragon's head. On its back, there are thirty-six pairs of jet-black wings that flap slightly, covering the sky and the sun.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Yan Xing's eyes showed surprise, and he searched his memory, but couldn't find any biological image that matched it. This is either an existence imagined by the "dream maker", or a prehistoric creature that is not recorded and has disappeared in the long river of time.
"But why does it seem like you're a little pretentious?"
It's not that he underestimated the other party, but the strength of the aura he felt was not even as good as that of the gods and demon monks, which gave people a feeling of bluffing.
Roar--
As if sensing the contempt in Yan Xing's eyes, the nine-headed monster howled angrily, opened its bloody mouth, and sprayed out light of various colors through the void.
"You'll know after you try it."
Yan Xing raised his hand and waved away the colorful beams of light with different attributes. He took a step forward and appeared in front of the nine-headed monster in an instant. He raised his fist and struck.
Snapped!
The big head exploded like a watermelon under the bombardment of the fist, and blood flew all over the sky.
Yan Xing's expression became more and more weird, and he punched continuously, smashing all the heads into pieces. This guy was only superficial, pitifully weak, and was no match for him.
However, with this strength, how did it pull the real immortals into the dream?
The moment the nine-headed monster was destroyed, the world shook and twisted crazily, and then began to shatter and disintegrate. The "dream maker" was killed, and the dream began to collapse.
The light and shadow changed. Yan Xing blinked and found that he was back in the bloody town. In front of him, there was a bird's nest made of dead branches, with a giant egg about ten feet high standing in it.
"This is……"
Looking carefully, the dome is completely black and covered with dark purple lines. These lines intertwine to form a natural beast shadow, which is the nine-headed monster in the dream just now.
"Is this the dreamer? Or is it an unhatched egg? Moreover, the breath of life is so weak, almost nonexistent!"
Yan Xing frowned slightly. If he didn't have [God's Sense] and his perception was extremely sharp, he would have thought it was a dead egg.
Walking forward, I found that the dead branches piled up into bird's nests were not simple. Each one was engraved with strange runes and exuded a ghostly atmosphere.
The moment Yan Xing stepped onto the bird's nest, there was another change in the source of information. Although it was very weak and could not even stimulate evolution, there was no doubt that it was the information-level power that had swept across the Ark on the other side.
"I see."
Yan Xing's eyes suddenly dawned. The cause and effect were all clear at this moment. No wonder the "Dream Maker" is so weak and vulnerable. The power to pull the real immortal into the dream does not come from it, but from this protective bird's nest. .
This level of power could not shake the source of his information, so he directly lifted the bird's nest, threw the eggs into the hell dimension, and packed it away.
Buzz——
The void trembled, the scene was distorted and broken, the blood-colored town turned into a phantom and disappeared, and dark red scorched earth appeared around it. When I looked up, I saw that the Ark on the other side, which had turned into a whale, had also returned.
"Hmm~"
When Yan Xing flashed back to the main hall, the true immortals also got rid of their dreams and gradually woke up. A trace of confusion flashed through their opened eyes, and then they suddenly regained clarity. Their expressions were sharp and unusual, and violent auras poured out, intertwined and superimposed. The pressure caused the ark on the other side to fall downwards at a rapid speed.
Rumble——
"Stop!"
The real immortal recovered from his gaffe, quickly gathered his energy, and his brain took over the system again, stabilizing the Ark on the Other Side.
For a moment, the hall fell into a strange silence, and the immortals looked at each other with strange expressions.
"Hey, my face?"
The Divine Phoenix Empress stretched out her hand and rubbed her face. For some reason, she always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was.
As for the Lord of Reincarnation, his eyes were filled with coldness. He was clearly in another corner of the hall before, so why did he change his position inexplicably? And...a trace of shame flashed across the old face, but it was because he thought of the dream he had just had.
Dreams are illusory, blurry, and hazy. Normal people will soon forget what they see and hear in dreams, but monks are different. Their consciousness is particularly strong. Everything in dreams can be vividly remembered, as if they have experienced it personally.
"Ahem! Uh..."
Emperor Xinghe coughed softly, smacked his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he immediately felt many cold eyes falling on him and shut up immediately.
After this test, it was confirmed that their previous dreams were indeed intertwined, rather than existing independently of each other.
The scene of running wildly on the grassland wearing crotchless pants was before his eyes. Even the giant of the True Immortal felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but twist his buttocks on the throne.
Also, why are they all little brats wearing crotchless pants in the dream, but this guy Yan Xing is really the big devil who destroys the world?
This is so unfair!
Many eyes quietly glanced at Yan Xing, who looked at his nose and heart, sitting cross-legged obediently, as if he didn't know anything.
He did it very cleanly. Before engaging the Lord of Reincarnation, he used a ge force field to disrupt the influence records of the Ark on the Other Side. No one knew everything that happened in the hall, and they were not afraid of being settled by the queen.
To put it bluntly, even if the soldiers of the ruins have intelligence, it would be nothing to snitch on him. They are already fighting to the death anyway, so they are not bad at this level.
"From what I see, we'd better leave here quickly. It's not that we're afraid of the dangerous place. We must not let the tribe's cubs get the first step!"
"Yes! Yes!"
"good!"
"Zhi Nao, keep going!"
"Yes!" 』
stop--
The ark on the other side disappeared in an instant.
The atmosphere in the hall returned to normal. No one mentioned the dream experience just now, nor did they want to think about it. They acted as if nothing had happened.
Yan Xing snickered secretly when he saw this. After careful observation, he sensed an unusually lonely thought wave on the dome. The dreamer pulled everyone into the dream, but he actually had no malicious intentions.
It is conceivable that a mutant with a heaven-defying bloodline cannot be conceived due to some reasons. What's even more unfortunate is that a trace of consciousness has been born in the egg, equipped with simple thinking. For endless years, trapped here, the terrifying loneliness almost tortured the immature consciousness to collapse.
The Ark on the other side flew from above, and the dome forcibly activated the guardian power on the dead branches. Although it successfully pulled everyone into the dream, it was not its own power after all, and it was still an "illegal operation" and could not last long.
Therefore, even without the intervention of Yan Xing, the true immortals can escape from the dream by their own strength, sooner or later.
The dreamer has no ill intentions. From the beautiful scenes in the dream, we can know that the nature of a child is just to find someone to play with it to relieve the endless loneliness.
"Poor little guy."
Yan Xing felt something in his heart and caressed the dome with his thoughts. Suddenly, he seemed to get a response from the creatures inside. An extremely weak but full of supreme meaning sounded in his heart.
"Master of Dreams!" 』
"The Ring of Devouring Worlds·The Incubus Hydra·Jörmungal·Dika·Karsten·Egvard·Modikayin..."
What the hell? Real name is so long! ?
Yan Xing's mind swept over it, looking at the millions of words of names in his mind, his eyebrows trembled slightly, he was speechless, and he didn't know what kind of bad tradition this was.
