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Chapter 110 Kajomar, Meow (5)

Zhao Guangli paid attention to his surroundings.

You are in a closed space.

There is an obvious bumpy feeling up and down.

If I guessed correctly, this is a sedan.

Outside the sedan, there was the sound of bustling people, as if they were in a bustling market in a huge city.

"This is……"

Zhao Guangli felt that sense of alienation and distortion again.

The external sounds were accurately captured by Zhao Guangli.

Zhenwujiao, Wujianmen...

The Six Paths of Demon Sect, the Holy Son.

Zhao Guangli always felt that he had forgotten something, but when he thought about his memory carefully, nothing happened.

"The worldview has changed again."

"Is it... Xianxia this time?"

"The battle between good and evil, the world of immortal martial arts."

Zhao Guangli's face was covered with a white veil and he was wearing an exquisite gauze skirt. He looked extremely beautiful.

"The dream world is full of strange things, without cause or effect."

Zhao Guangli's head was a little confused, and he tapped his eyebrows with his slender fingers.

Hands and feet are cold.

"My extraordinary power has not faded, but it is still noticeable when it is running."

The energy conversion rate has dropped below 50%.

This means that if one [Dark Thunder] spiritual energy is released in the real world, only half of it can be released in this dream.

"The first level of dreamland is Night Town, the second level of dreamland is that modern city... When we get here, it's already... the third level."

Zhao Guangli's eyes were cold.

He did not return to reality, but entered a deeper dream state.

"The only thing I don't know now is whether the dreams are uniform or whether they are randomly selected based on who enters."

Zhao Guangli calmed down, and he could feel that the puppet's physical quality was also declining.

The power of the evil god is also extremely difficult to use.

"Wait...what's my name..."

Zhao Guangli was suddenly startled, his brain spinning rapidly, thinking about his name.

"I remembered..."

"Zhao Guangli is my name, and Chao Yiji is my pseudonym."

Zhao Guangli gritted his teeth, his eyes cold.

My memory is fading!

Are dreams depriving me of my memory?

Zhao Guangli felt nauseous. He held on to the inner railing with his hands to stop his uncomfortable feeling.

"Miss, do you have any instructions?"

From outside the sedan, a sinister voice sounded, with a very obvious flattery.

"Miss?"

After Zhao Guangli was in a trance for a short time, he understood the meaning of this name.

Season One of the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.

In this dream, he plays the role of the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.

Based on the news I just heard, I should have made an appointment with Duanmu Lieyang, the young master of the Zhengdao Immortal Sect [Zhenwu].

Zhao Guangli had no previous memory, and he didn't care, he opened his red lips lightly.

"Stop."

"yes."

The person carrying the sedan seemed to be extremely afraid of the people on the sedan.

Zhao Guangli opened the curtains.

What comes into view is a bustling human city.

Full of noise and worldly atmosphere.

This is the ancient building in Zhao Guangli's impression, with its carved beams and painted pillars, and its grandeur, which is in sharp contrast to the extraordinary steam of the Sky Drive Alliance.

At this moment, people coming and going around saw a peerless beauty walking down from the sedan chair headed by this terrifying motorcade.

All the good things in the world belong to him.

"That woman...is she from a wealthy family?"

"Becoming a peerless world is like banishing an immortal."

"It's a pity that wearing a veil, we can't see her true face. She must be extremely beautiful by comparison."

"Who knows, I guess she must be ugly and afraid to come out to meet people!"

Zhao Guangli didn't care about the sounds around him.

He just looked at the people around him calmly.

The warriors wearing uniform black martial arts uniforms are full of bravery.

According to Zhao Guangli's standards, these guys have "Qi" in their bodies, which is about the distance between the trainee and the official level in the extraordinary world.

The middle-aged man next to him, wearing a white robe and a weird hairstyle, is of a formal level.

Speaking of which, this middle-aged man really looks like Wen Chou Chou in "The Storm".

"What kind of place is this?"

"What do I do here?"

Zhao Guangli asked calmly, his voice gentle and sweet.

I'm so annoyed. If I had known it, my real body would have come in. If this continues, I would have become a big boss in women's clothing sooner or later.

‘Wen Chou Chou’ was startled, why did the Holy Son ask this question?

What kind of place is this? How could the Holy Son not know?

But when he thought of Lord Saint Son's ruthless methods and the power that reached the sky, the man trembled.

"Miss."

"This is Tianliang City, the headquarters of the [Zhenwu Sect], and one of the largest cities in the world."

"you……"

The man looked around and said nothing.

A cold voice sounded in Zhao Guangli's mind.

"Lord Holy Son is here to have a showdown with the number one genius of the Zhenwu Sect [Duanmu Lieyang]."

"Before this, the six unparalleled heroes and four new stars of the Righteous Alliance have been completely defeated by you. The entire six paths and nine hells of the Demon Sect have bowed under your skirt. After you enter the realm of master, no one in the world can do it.

enemy."

Zhao Guangli turned around and looked at this man who looked exactly like Wen Chou Chou.

"What's your name?"

The man's body was shaken and he didn't dare to make any move.

The Holy Son is moody and requires others to call her Holy Son. Once someone just said the word "Holy Lady", and someone from the Wujian Sect had their tongue pulled out and fed to wild dogs alive.

"To the Holy Son, I am a slave."

Zhao Guangli nodded: "You don't look miserable."

Kunu lowered his head, his face pale.

This fairy world currently consists of four levels.

Acquired, innate, master, great master.

Zhao Guangli only had a brief understanding of it.

According to the classification of the extraordinary world, all those under the official level of professions are called acquired warriors.

Xiantian is the official level. He has been able to occupy a place in this world. He can be called a strong man of his generation. He is able to dominate the world. Even in this world's dynasty [Great Zhou Longting], he can also be a high official.

As for the Grandmaster, it is a higher level.

You can establish a sect and inherit martial arts for thousands of years.

Grand Master... even Kunu doesn't know this information very well.

"here……"

Zhao Guangli listened to Kunu's introduction to the world view with trepidation.

The more he listened, the colder his face became.

The feeling of familiarity is getting stronger and stronger.

"I remembered something."

Zhao Guangli flashed through some broken fragments.

These things were the contents of the only novel I had ever read in my previous life.

I rarely read novels, and that was the only one I picked up from the trash can next to the school laundry room.

A story without beginning or end.