The First Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty-One Chapters of the Resurrection of the Ancestors

The black-robed old man appeared and gathered energy to cover Yao Mengying and take her away. Jun Changxiao couldn't help but walk over immediately. He would never allow anyone to take away his disciple, regardless of whether he was in a dream or reality.

What surprised him was that although he appeared in the dream as a bystander, he could actually touch the other party.

What does this represent?

Both myself and the old man are real!

"How...how can you enter someone else's dream?" Heipaoren's words immediately made Jun Changxiao confirm that the former also broke into Yao Mengying's dream, so he beat him hard without saying a word.

"Uh……"

Looking at Gu Zhaoxi, whose nose was bruised and swollen, but his eyes were still dull, a trace of shame appeared on Gou Zu's face, and he hurriedly helped him up and placed him next to his disciple again, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Sect Master, I had a nightmare just now." Yao Mengying wiped her tears and said, as if she hadn't recovered yet, and there was a little weeping in her words.

"It's just a dream."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Don't think about it."

The system said: "The black-robed man that the host beat up just now is probably the culprit who caused the disciple to fall into a dream."

"pity."

Jun Chang smiled secretly: "Let it run away."

There must be a plan to introduce the disciple into a dream, then stage a scene where the sect was destroyed, and finally take her away.

"brush!"

"brush!"

At this moment, there are magic cultivators chasing after him one after another.

All of them were disturbed by demonic energy without exception, and then they lost consciousness and stood in place, their eyes gradually dulled.

Jun Changxiao ignored it, came to Gu Zhaoxi and his disciples, released the power of fire spirits and evil spirits, and dispelled the demonic energy that controlled the mind.

"Hoohoo!"

"Hoohoo!"

After a while, everyone broke free from the dream and took a deep breath.

They entered the same dream. At first, the birds and flowers were fragrant in the mountains and forests, and then a large number of powerful monsters emerged, and they could only be forced to enter the battle.

Especially Gu Zhaoxi.

One fights hundreds of monsters alone.

As a result, the beatings were unbearable, and there was obvious pain all over the body.

"Ouch!"

Freed from the dream, he covered his face and said, "It hurts me to death!"

"Uncle Shi, why is your face swollen!" Su Mo said.

Li Qingyang and Xiao Xunji looked at them together, and there was a trace of puzzlement in their eyes.

In the dream, they were also attacked by monsters, but when they returned to reality, there was no change in their bodies. Why was the uncle injured so badly? And it looks like it's all in the face to say hello?

"That's not right!"

Gu Zhaoxi wondered, "Why am I the only one injured!"

Jun Changxiao pretended not to hear it, then turned to look at the group of demon cultivators who had just entered, and said, "These people are also in a dream."

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a demon cultivator fell to the ground, his eyes gradually losing luster.

Gu Zhaoxi said: "Dead!"

"call out!"

At this moment, a ray of black streamer emerged from Yu Wen's corpse, and then instantly disappeared into the stone wall.

Jun Changxiao frowned suddenly.

This attribute has also appeared after beating up the black-robed old man.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

More and more demon cultivators fell to the ground and lost their vitality, and strands of black streamers flew out of their bodies, blending into the wall like ghosts.

"Understood!"

Gu Zhaoxi observed it for a while, and said, "This is a method in the devil's way, it's called a dream-like soul!"

"The black streamer that flew out is their soul?"

"good!"

Jun Changxiao heard the words, and the whole face suddenly became extremely cold.

In Yao Mengying's dream just now, the black-robed old man took her away. Could it be that he was taking her soul away?

Thanks for going in by myself, and for stopping in time, if the girl follows, she will end up being a corpse.

"What a vicious method!"

He almost killed his disciple in Huangquan, completely angering Jun Changxiao.

"but."

Gu Zhaoxi said: "Dream enticement is only effective for magic cultivators. Even if an orthodox warrior is caught in a dream, their soul will not be taken away."

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

A famous demon cultivator fell to the ground, and his soul flew out of his body.

Jun Changxiao wanted to try to stop it, but he couldn't touch the black attribute at all, so he could only watch them lose their vitality.

"Walk."

"We move on."

Since they came to the land of devils to find opportunities, they must be aware of death. Gouzu will not be merciful and use two kinds of spiritual bodies to resolve the crisis for them. First, it consumes a lot of money, and secondly, there are too many people to save them.

"Brother."

Gu Zhaoxi said as he walked: "Placing the dream seduction here is not as simple as arranging traps to increase the difficulty, it is obviously Chi Guoguo taking people's souls."

"Is there an intention?"

"I heard the book man say that another reason why the ancestors created the land of magic seems to be paving the way for his own resurrection. There is a dream to seduce souls here, maybe..."

"Gather a large number of demonic souls to revive yourself?"

"good!"

"..."

Jun Changxiao fell into a brief silence and said, "If this is the case, the magic cultivator who came to find the opportunity is actually equivalent to entering the cemetery prepared for him in advance."

During the conversation, everyone walked to the end of the tunnel, entered a relatively spacious space, and was stunned by what they saw in front of them.

This place is somewhat similar to a palace. The ground is paved with high-standard stone slabs. Above the four walls, there are stone statues of the heads of some kind of monsters. They all open their mouths and spray red water.

Very fishy and pungent.

"Blood!"

Gu Zhaoxi said, "It's all the blood of the demon cultivator!"

Why so sure?

Because of the martial artist who cultivates the magic way, there is magic energy in the blood, and you can detect it with a little prying mind.

There are a total of ten head portraits of monsters in the palace, so there are ten places where blood is spewing out, and the picture presented is really creepy.

"Blood is hot."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Just died not long ago?"

He Wudi carefully looked at the heads of ten monsters and said, "The ten stone gates I saw earlier have similar patterns, could it be..."

He didn't go on, but everyone understood where the blood came from.

"Wow!"

"Wow hoo hoo!"

The blood of the magician fell into the water tank, then surged along a fixed route, and finally transported to a huge blood pool in the central area.

Although Li Qingyang, Xiao Xunji and the others had experienced battles for a long time, when they saw a large pool of blood, they suddenly felt the urge to vomit.

Jun Changxiao walked over and found that there was a luxurious throne made of special materials in the north of the blood pool, with complex lines and a delicate box placed on it.

"Brother."

Gu Zhaoxi said, "I'm afraid this throne is very valuable. We can take it with us before we leave."

"Right on my mind."

The two looked at each other and smiled brightly.

"metropolitan!"

At this moment, Li Qingyang shouted: "Junior sister is going up!"

Jun Changxiao and Gu Zhaoxi hurriedly turned their heads and saw that Yao Mengying had stopped in front of the throne, then picked up the box and sat down, her face seemed to be in a state of sluggishness, her eyes flashing red light.

...

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Outside, the tightly closed iron gate suddenly trembled.

Master Tonggu hurriedly looked up, and while Master Qiye was also watching, he waved his hand to disturb the chessboard and said, "What's the situation?"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Suddenly, a strange laugh came from the big iron gate, and a mighty voice sounded: "The Ten Great Immortal Sects, the major ethnic groups, your nightmare is coming again!"

"not good!"

Master Tonggu and Master Qiye exclaimed in unison: "The Demon Ancestor is resurrected!"

"Push puff!"

At this moment, a crane flew over from a distance and transmitted some information.

The corners of Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "I just got the news that your apprentice Jun Changxiao has entered the land of magic with a few disciples!"

"what?"

Master Tonggu's eyes widened, then he flipped the chessboard off in anger, and roared, "He's not a magic cultivator, he's going to join in the fun!"