There is a hazy layer of mist between heaven and earth, like a gauze curtain, hiding what is happening under the moon.
Chen Yang opened his eyes and saw this scene.
He was a little confused at first, subconsciously taking a few steps while looking left and right.
With just these two steps, Chen Yang flew straight up, as if he was walking on the moon wearing a spacesuit instead of keeping his feet on the ground, completely unforced.
Of course he couldn't be on the moon.
Then, it can only be in a dream.
Chen Yang looked at the hazy scene in front of him and suddenly felt enlightened.
He was in a dream, having a lucid dream.
Really realizing that you are in a dream is a lucid dream.
"It seems that this is the foresight given by the foreign object bronze mirror."
"What will it give this time?"
Chen Yang couldn't help but feel hopeful.
Before he fell asleep and put the bronze mirror under his pillow, the strongest obsession in his heart was still the safety of his wife and children on earth.
In addition, Longmen, Qinghe, Bowang, Sanshan and other counties were all dragged into the Nine Netherworld. He would feel lost and regretful if he could hold on until he died, and he would not have to live or die.
But if his wife and children on earth, Tang Wan and his newborn son or daughter, were bullied by others, calling the heavens and the earth unfaithful, then Chen Yang would be furious.
Just like the corpse demon Xu Qian in Bowang County, he drinks urine, blood, and eats meat for his parents, wife, and children. Finally, he becomes so resentful that he turns into a drought demon and breaks out of the mountain.
Obsession may be strong or weak, but the nature is the same.
As soon as he thought of Xu Qian, Chen Yang saw swaying figures walking out in a hazy yellow halo.
Each one's posture is as if he has had a heavy drink, and he may fall down at any time and be unable to get up.
"Corpse Demon?"
Chen Yang looked at it with interest.
He had heard Gao Ming tell it before, and this was the first time he had seen it alive with his own eyes.
After really looking over, Chen Yang frowned and immediately lost interest.
The skin of those corpse demons were livid and ulcerated, and their bodies exuded a foul odor. Not only did they stagger when they walked, but they also had pieces falling off from their bodies from time to time.
Sometimes it's rotten flesh, sometimes it's in front of the nose and eyes...
As disgusting as you want it to be.
Chen Yang frowned and looked away, not just because these corpse demons were too disgusting, but because they were meaningless.
At a glance, he could see that these things were just disgusting and terrifying. When it came to flexibility, strength, resistance to blows, etc., they were not worth mentioning.
A stronger ordinary person, as long as he overcomes his fear and does not get hurt by the corpse poison, he can hit several people at once even if he only has a dung fork in his hand.
Not to mention a strong man like Chen Yang who practiced both human immortal martial arts and yin divine magic.
"That foreign object bronze mirror doesn't just want me to see this, does it?"
As soon as this idea came to Chen Yang's mind, he saw that the scene in front of him was moving forward rapidly as if the fast forward button had been pressed.
The originally slow-moving zombie demons came in droves like a huff and a puff.
Chen Yang almost watched them pass through his body, not to mention the nausea he felt at that moment.
Naturally, it cannot be that the corpse demons have become faster, but that time is moving faster.
The moon overhead was rapidly setting in the west at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The corpse demons that passed Chen Yang's position fell to the ground in patches like harvested wheat.
The sky was filled with sword lights coming and going across the sky.
The light of the sword is like moonlight, as delicate as moistening things silently, but also as cold and sharp as frost.
Controlling the endless sword light are several immortal cultivators whose faces cannot be seen clearly, and the aura of the Yin God is like the bright moon in the sky.