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Chapter 5173 Seven Layers of Dreamland

"careful!"

Chen Xuan, who realized that Meng Shenji was trying to separate the four people, immediately grabbed Li Fengtang's wrist.

But when he was about to turn around and go to the Palace of Zijia, he was already half a beat too late.

And Yu Shu, who had just passed through the body of the Dream God Machine, was pulled alone into a strange dream and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Xuan took Li Fengtang's hand, and the two of them continued to fall into the endless void below, seemingly endlessly.

"Junior brother, what kind of dream was created by Emperor Mengtian?" Li Fengtang finally panicked. At this time, Chen Xuan could only keep calm as much as possible: "The dream world constructed by the Immortal Emperor-level dream builder is far beyond the ordinary.

Our imagination, but no matter what, Meng Shenji fell into the realm after all, and his soul was seriously injured.

, as long as we keep our minds calm, he will definitely not be able to last for long."

As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, he heard Meng Shenji's mocking laughter coming from around him.

"Evil Emperor, you still know too little about the Avenue of Dream Building! In the dream, the dream builder can control time at will. The higher the cultivation level, the longer the time in the dream can be stretched."

"Only one moment has passed in the outside world now, but one day has passed on the first level, one year has passed on the second level, and ten years have passed on the third level."

"Your Bei Ming Shen Kun was in a coma for an hour on the second level, and will be in a coma for ten months on the third level."

"Even if this evil emperor's current state is far different from his peak, he can still easily construct the seventh-level dream, which means that you will be trapped in the seventh-level dream for a hundred thousand years!"

After hearing Meng Shenji say how many times he could extend the dream time, Chen Xuan and Li Fengtang looked at each other, and both of them could see the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Calculated in this way, by the time Kun, the God of the North Ming Dynasty, regained consciousness, the two of them had spent almost ten thousand years in the seventh-level dreamland.

This is a number that neither Chen Xuan nor Li Fengtang can accept. "Don't think about the outside world. For a moment and a hundred thousand years at the seventh level, you can practice in the seventh level until you are promoted to the Immortal Emperor." Meng Shenji continued to speak,

Breaking Chen Xuan's assumption, "In the dream world, only this Immortal Emperor can do whatever he wants

During the cultivation, I will slowly absorb the Supreme Purple Mansion Liquid on the sixth level, and then seize the Northern Dark God Kun and the ancient soul weapon. Evil Emperor, you have no chance."

After saying these desperate words, Meng Shenji stopped talking completely.

Chen Xuan and Li Fengtang only felt their bodies sway, and they fell directly into an ancient world. There were broken walls and ruins everywhere, and there was no life at all.

After standing firm, Chen Xuan looked around and saw tall and ancient buildings standing in all directions. They were all dilapidated and gray pavilions, as if they would collapse if they were blown by the wind.

Li Fengtang looked to the left, where he could see the boundless black sea. The two of them were standing on the edge of the beach, with waves crashing on the beach one after another, making a swishing sound.

Empty, wild, and uninhabited, this is the entire seventh-level dream world.

"Meng Shenji knows that ordinary illusions cannot affect our Taoist minds, so he simply created such a lifeless world, hoping that our Taoist minds will grow old in a hundred thousand years."

Chen Xuan guessed Meng Shenji's true intention at once, but Meng Shenji didn't respond. He was probably in the sixth dream retreat to heal his wounds, and he stopped hearing what was going on outside the window.

"Should we explore the seventh floor to see if there are any flaws?" Li Fengtang didn't know much about Dream-Building Avenue, so he could only ask Chen Xuan for his opinion.

"Let's look around."

Chen Xuan said, and he and Li Fengtang flew towards the large ruins of a thousand-foot-high pavilion ahead.

Only then did Li Fengtang realize that Chen Xuan had been holding her hand.

"Junior brother..."

After being reminded by Li Fengtang, Chen Xuan immediately let go of his hand.

"Senior Sister Fengtang, I'm sorry, I forgot about it for a moment."

"Nothing." Li Fengtang flew away while scanning the dilapidated scene between heaven and earth.

As Chen Xuan said, this is a lifeless world that brings people only powerlessness and despair.

The thought of being trapped here for a hundred thousand years is even more exhausting. All I want to do is lie on the beach and let the sea water wash over my body.

In fact, many monks who were trapped back then collapsed within 10,000 years rather than 100,000 years. Because in such a world, they could not practice cultivation first, and any self-rescue measures would eventually fail, and they would not be able to fly to the edge of the world.

Looking around is a dilapidated scene. I can't find any flaws in the dream, let alone seek outside help.

, it is natural for the Dao Heart to collapse in the end. After flying for several hours, still unable to find any loopholes, Li Fengtang thought for a while and said: "Junior brother, do you think this boundless dream world is all an illusion? In fact,

It still has edges. How about we try to stimulate

Mental shock?" "Senior Sister Fengtang, your guess should be good, but as far as I know, starting from the fourth level, the structure of the dream world is extremely unstable. Once it is broken, our souls are likely to be involved in a dangerous stream of consciousness.

In the middle, you will never be able to return to your own body. Even if you are lucky enough to come back, you will not be able to distinguish between dreams and reality, and you will only think that you must commit suicide to return to the real world; now we are on the seventh level, and the dream structure is more complicated and fragile, so we have to

If you try

Be cautious."

Chen Xuan said these words with a solemn expression.

After listening to this, Li Fengtang felt that he could think of no other way, and was at a loss for a moment. At this time, the voice of the Immortal Emperor Wujie sounded from the Eight Pagodas: "Chen Xuan, starting from the fourth level of the dream is the legendary Lost

Dream Realm, the more layers of Lost Dream Realm the Emperor Meng Tian builds, the weaker his control over dreams will be, so you can

Give it a try.”

Chen Xuan perked up after hearing this. "Thank you, Senior Wujie, for reminding me!"


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