Eternal Gate

Dream Immortal Purple Mansion.

Zhao Yun started pacing back and forth, like an idle tourist, walking all the way to see all the way.

Or to say that she is a strange woman who cultivates the way of dreams. Her purple mansion is like a dream. What she sees and hears is surrounded by clouds and mists, as if she is dreaming, and she can't see the slightest real thing.

His face was not very good-looking, and he was caught by Mengxian, and he was afraid that the end would not be very good.

What's embarrassing is that he was killed to death, and his so-called secret arts and profound arts became decorations in this dream world, as if he was trapped in a dream, unable to extricate himself.

Compared with Zhao Yun, the heartless Dapeng has no worries.

The bird was really happy, flapping its wings, flying back and forth in the purple mansion.

That's right, he didn't know the grievances between Zhao Yun and Mengxian, and he didn't know the danger of this trip. Not only did he not know, but he also smiled and chatted with Mengxian. When he arrived, he didn't see Mengxian reply.

"She doesn't seem to want to see me."

Peng let out a dry cough and landed on Zhao Yun's side.

It chirped all the way, Mengxian didn't pay any attention to him at all, and it was very shameless.

"She doesn't want to see me either."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and, by the way, passed on a piece of spiritual knowledge to this guy.

Divine Consciousness contains the cause and effect between him and Mengxian, which is briefly stated.

Okay! Dapeng is no longer jumping, and the little sheep that has changed is still docile.

I thought it was an old friend, but who ever thought it was a pit.

"This deity."

Yunyan in the dream whispered softly.

Her beautiful eyes were full of fear and hope.

"I...don't kill him."

Mengxian, who had been silent all the way, finally opened her lips slightly.

Even with these words, Yun Yan's heart still hangs.

There are many meanings of not killing, she is not sure which way Mengxian has laid out for Zhao Yun.

Under the bright moonlight, Mengxian entered a vast sea.

The sea is vast and boundless, and there are lingering clouds and mists roaming in it.

There is a small island hidden in the sea, if it does not exist in the world, it seems real and illusory.

After entering the island, Mengxian was releasing Zhao Yun and Dapeng.

However, it is only released. Whether it is Zhao Yun or Dapeng, they are locked by the law of dreams, unable to control the sky, unable to escape, unable to perform secret techniques, unable to mobilize immortal power, no different from a mortal.

Zhao Yun took a peek at Mengxian, and then looked around in all directions.

This island is quite similar to Mengxian Zifu, like a dream.

This is the Island of Dreams, the cultivation fairyland of Dream Immortals.

Zhao Yun didn't recognize him, but the cloudy smoke in his dream was still fresh in his memory.

This is a pure land of immortals, far away from the world, and few people can find it here. Even if they find it, they may not be able to come in, because the entire sea and the entire island of dreams are engulfed by dreams.

In her memory, the deity never brought outsiders here, Zhao Yun and Dapeng should be the first.

She didn't know what the deity was going to do, and most of it was not a good thing. If the lack of protection would deprive Zhao Yun and Dapeng of their blood, they might also use them to make alchemy. In short, an ominous premonition was very strong.

"Senior, have something to say."

Dapeng laughed again, feeling quite anxious to urinate.

Zhao Yunzhi's state of mind was not much better, the pit was a bit big.

Mengxian did not say a word, and took a lotus step.

Zhao Yun and Dapeng wanted to run, but the law of dreams was locked and forced to follow Mengxian all the way. The calmness of this female fairy king made them feel depressed, and it was like a mountain in their hearts.

"She's stronger than before."

This is Zhao Yun and Yunyan's judgment on Mengxian.

The way of her dreams is even more profound, and it is impossible for people to see through it.

Deep in the island, there is an altar hidden.

On the altar, lay a small doll, about two or three years old, chubby.

He was in a deep sleep, or to be more precise, he was sealed, and he was surrounded by the Law of Dreams.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw it.

Seeing it, Yunyan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Who is this!" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Yunyan shook her head lightly, her memory was incomplete, and she didn't know everything, just like this little baby, she had no memory at all, so being sealed on the island of dreams should have a close relationship with the deity.

"It won't be Mengxian's baby!" Zhao Yun said tentatively.

Yunyan can't give an answer, but this guess is not impossible.

When the two were talking, Mengxian had already flicked her sleeves and released the seal of the little doll.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaowa's whole body was radiated with golden light, and Zhao Yun and Dapeng's eyes were full of golden stars.

In addition, there is a majestic force, surging out of Xiaowa's body.

Zhao Yun and Dapeng were caught off guard, and they were both hit and unable to stand firm.

When they stood firm, both of them were shocked.

This little guy's bloodline is outrageously strong!

The bloodline is against the sky like the two of them, and they can't suppress the restlessness of the source.

"This is... the power of the Great Desolation?" Dapeng said in shock.

Although Zhao Yun didn't say anything, he already knew it.

Obviously, this little baby is a bloodline of prehistoric body.

This kind of bloodline is extremely ancient, and it disappeared earlier than the Eternal Body. It is unthinkable that there is still inheritance in the world. It is also worthy of the legendary bloodline, worthy of the legendary power. When he grows up, he must be a peerless ruthless man.

"Mother."

The little doll woke up and jumped off the altar, with a milky voice.

He was innocent and innocent, walking towards Mengxian with small staggering steps.

Looking at Mengxian, there is no more coldness, but more of a touch of tenderness of a loving mother.

Zhao Yun's eyes were strange.

Yun Yan's eyes were also strange.

Mother shouted out, this is the baby of Mengxian!

"How dazzling!"

Dapeng looked curiously at the little doll.

It was the first time he saw the body of the legendary prehistoric body alive.

The ancestors honestly did not deceive him, and the Honghuang bloodline was indeed strong enough to make people tremble.

"Golden baby."

Zhao Yun touched his chin. Although he didn't know the name of this little baby, it should be fine to call him Jin Baobao, because no matter where he looked, the little guy was shining golden with no blind spots at 360 degrees.

He was very curious as to which talent Mengxian was born with.

But one thing is certain, that talent must be a great supernatural power.

In fact, this little doll and Mengxian have no blood relationship at all.

She didn't explain, and didn't want to mention that sad past.

Zhao Yun is looking at the little baby, and Jin Baobao is also looking at him.

The little guy has big eyes and a curious look on his face.

"Help me save him, and I'll let Yunyan go."

Meng Xian's sudden words were for Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun heard this inexplicably, what do you mean, is this little guy injured?

After taking a closer look, he frowned slightly.

There is an injury, this little guy does have an injury, it is still a terrible injury.

Looking at his primordial spirit, there is a crack that cannot heal even if the immortal power of dreams is twilight.

"Heaven and earth are not allowed, the law hurts."

Dapeng also noticed something was wrong, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Since ancient times, powerful bloodlines have disappeared from the world, not without reason. Most of them are not allowed by the rules and forced to disappear. Such examples are not uncommon. Level, the road ahead is broken.

And Jin Baobao's Dao injury is caused by the law.

If no one saves him, he will never live to be ten years old.