The founder of all religions

The dream lasts for thousands of years, what year is it today?

In the dream of separation and reunion, time is like water, the dead are like this, and the world is like the changing of waves, bringing forth the new.

As one era comes to an end, another era will surely rise. Countless geniuses will succeed and be buried under Beimang Mountain. The piles of bones will create the immortal throne of the Supreme Corpse Ancestor.

However, when he was immersed in the ruthless years, the whispered words were like a nightmare, dragging the general into the abyss of destruction and sinking completely in the time.

This is the horror of [The Great Dream Eternal Art]...

In the dream, I am the king, and I am the unparalleled immortal and god in the world! ! !

The fall in the dream represents the fall in reality, which cannot be undone even if the world is reversed.

But just as the general was about to step into the abyss, the sky split open, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared. It was as if the devil had come to the world, and as if a catastrophe was coming. In such a terrifying place, the endless abyss began to tremble.

Because at this moment, it felt a very similar but completely different atmosphere.

The great dream is eternal, time knows nothing, and there is no boundary between reality and reality.

In this dreamland, it is the only master. If the masters in the world want to break through the dream, they must be several levels better than it... But the sudden appearance of the aura is not one of them.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

"The Great Dream Eternally Generates Mysterious Kung, shocking the world and spreading the two-line connection... You... you are the descendant of the Nightmare Line..."

The endless abyss shook violently, and a distorted face emerged from the darkness, and a look of horror gradually emerged in the astonished eyes.

Throughout the ages, dreams have come true and dreams have come true, while nightmares have been haunted by ghosts and spirits.

Since the birth of the Great Dream Eternal Art, the nightmare lineage has been the rarest existence. The number of people in this lineage is withering, and the incense is thin. However, once someone develops that supreme magical power, it will definitely shock the world.

The lineage that is as strong as a beautiful dream is just its material and nourishment.

"Stupid thing, I haven't even entered the world to search the Cangshan Mountains and the seas, and you actually came to my door yourself. I don't know how to live or die."

The heaven and earth shook, and the empty dream seemed like a huge bubble, completely revealing its true form under the bloody mouth.

At this moment, this dreamland can no longer remain stable, and it seems that it will be shattered at any time.

"You...how could you...impossible...this is absolutely impossible..."

Mr. Meng’s voice echoed fiercely in the shaky dream.

More than 900 years ago, the Dream Master was born. He merged two branches of mystical skills and became the most terrifying descendant of the Great Dream in history.

Since then, the Nightmare lineage has completely withered away, and no descendant has appeared in the world of mortals again.

Mr. Meng never dreamed that in the deserted hills of Beimang, in front of the Palace of Life and Death, there was actually a descendant of the [Nightmare Lineage] hiding, and it seemed that he had survived the catastrophe, and since then his magical powers have improved and he has never been destroyed again. worries.

"It's time to wake up!"

Suddenly, the blood-filled mouth seemed like the sky collapsed, and life and death came over it. It was vast up and down, hesitating left and right, and only the waves of destruction were layer upon layer and spreading.

The dream like a bubble was shattered instantly, and the shaking abyss was swallowed directly by the bloody mouth.

Rumble…

On Beimang Mountain, in front of the Palace of Life and Death.

The decaying trend of the general's corpse suddenly stopped, the white bones glowed with a metallic luster, and the mysterious light of the Nine Burial Coffins fell down, reflecting on his body.

In an instant, the general's eyes suddenly opened. Where he stood, all the burial soil was dissolved, and a strange aura stretched from the earth, repairing his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh!? What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, Ying Gou's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned around to look at Mr. Meng beside him.

When Xuan Gong enters a dream, it should be foolproof, so how could something unexpected happen? ?

"Ahhhh..."

At this moment, Mr. Meng let out a shrill scream, and the big cloak on his body fell off like skin, stained with flesh and blood, dripping and hearty, but shocking.

In the blink of an eye, he was like a skinned live pig, rolling on the spot and twisting crazily.

"Stop...stop...no...don't eat me...it's not easy for me to be reincarnated from dreams...let me go..."

Mr. Meng yelled crazily. At this time, he was no longer as mysterious and aloof as before.

His body seemed to be being gnawed and digested by an invisible force.

Flesh and blood peeling off, bones disintegrating... Such a scene is like a ghost falling into purgatory, or a beauty falling into a wolf's den.

Such a sudden and shocking scene made everyone change their expressions.

Ying Gou was surprised and didn't know what happened.

Even the most low-key and silent witch king showed strange expressions and looked at Mr. Meng who was twisting and struggling and being eaten away bit by bit.

Rumble…

At this moment, a terrifying aura slowly emerged. Gu Changan's robes moved automatically without the wind, and his whole body glowed with clutches and brilliance, as if a big star was shining brightly, endlessly.

As Mr. Meng weakened, his aura became more intense.

God and Qi unite, the spiritual breath becomes true, the void fissions in the trance, straight into the realm of true breath, and steps into the void.

"Breakthrough!?"

The ghost mother's face changed slightly. She had also seen human masters break through the extreme realm and comprehend the wonders of the void, but no one had ever made such an understatement and broke through immediately like Gu Changan.

The most frightening thing is that his aura has not stopped fissioning, his body is vibrating, and it merges with the void. The blurred starlight is like a dream, constantly integrating into the body.

"Holy Embryo Realm!?" Li Mo's eyes couldn't help but light up.

The Great Dream's Eternal Art is indeed terrifying, and the Dream lineage is the natural material of the Nightmare lineage.

He also did not expect that Gu Changan would receive such great benefits, making breakthroughs one after another, directly reaching the Ascension Realm.

"The great dream lasts forever, divided into two branches..."

"I didn't expect that after nine hundred years, another descendant of the nightmare lineage would be born..."

"The incense is endless, this is another nightmare..."

At this moment, three completely different voices came from the Hall of Life and Death.

As the master of the Hall of Life and Death, and the three corpses beheaded by [Beishi Xuanzhang], they could naturally see Gu Changan's origins, and they also knew the depth and horror of [Nightmare Lineage].

"Nightmare lineage..."

When Ying Gou heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but be moved.

Of course he had heard of this legendary and terrifying inheritance, and this lineage was born to be the nemesis of sweet dreams.

However, Ying Gou didn't expect that he would be so unlucky that there would be such a master hiding next to the general!

"A dream come true? This is the beginning of a nightmare..."

Li Mo chuckled coldly and cast his frosty gaze on Mr. Meng, who had turned into a white skeleton but was still struggling.

"Old Seventeen, this is just a little interest. I will settle the old and new grudges with you slowly when I return to the capital."

Buzz…

Finally, the originally arrogant Mr. Meng turned into a wisp of green smoke, rising up like incense and being swallowed by Gu Changan.

There was a loud sound of wind and thunder, and terrifying fluctuations emanated from Gu Changan's body. His eyes were strange and strange. He was clearly standing there, but it was as if he were illusory and unpredictable.

At this moment, Gu Changan's temperament became different. He was no longer in reality, but he was king in the virtual realm.

"Originally, I came to help the little zombies, but who would have thought that Lao Gu would get a big advantage first."

Li Mo felt the changes in Gu Changan and couldn't help but reveal a warm smile.

Gu Changan's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. The most important thing is that now he is only one step away from the [Eternal Transformation Realm] and has completely caught up with Li Mo.

"Ying Gou, what else do you have to say?"

At this moment, the ghost mother's sharp shout brought Li Mo back from his thoughts.

The most arrogant disciple of Beisha Xuanzhang's sect, as arrogant as Ying Gou, could not help but show a trace of heaviness at this time.

He didn't expect that his greatest help would fall into the dust as soon as he took action, and become information for others, adding to the general's power in vain.

Nine burial coffins are floating in the air, and the complex runes are glowing with separation and separation, like keys, which are about to open the door to the palace of life and death.

"Okay... little junior brother... I underestimated you. No wonder Master put you in the door wall. You are really lucky."

Ying Gou's gaze slowly retracted from the [Nine Burial Coffins] and fell faintly on the general.

At this moment, Ying Gou had returned to his previous indifference and calmness, but his deep eyes were a little more cold and a little more hostile.

It seemed that from this moment on, he really regarded the general...or Li Mo and Gu Changan beside the general as his opponents.

It's just that the consequences of such a serious look are merciless crushing.

"Junior brother, do you think you can win the big position with the help of two outsiders!?"

A look of ridicule appeared on Ying Gou's face, and from the bottom of his heart he looked down on this kind of behavior of asking outsiders for help.

In his eyes, this further showed the general's incompetence and weakness.

How can such a scum inherit the position of Beiman Mountain! ?

"Today...I will let you know what destiny means...what powerlessness and despair means..."

Ying Gou took one step forward, the earth trembled, and ripples as red as blood appeared in the sky above Beiman Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of red light rose like the setting sun, crossing from the void and descending on the palace of life and death.

"Red Sky Bronze Coffin!?" The ghost mother's face darkened, showing a dignified look.

The seven major disciples of Beimang Mountain have each trained their own natal mysterious coffin, and they are all among the holy soldiers, with different abilities.

Just like the Ghost Mother's [Ten Thousand Ghosts Dragon Coffin], it is made by imitating the power of the dragon veins in the north, absorbing the spiritual fire of all ghosts, and refining it.

As for Ying Gou's [Red Sky Bronze Coffin], it also has a great background.

It is said that in his early years, he had a chance to find a red skull in the ruins of a ruined temple. The texture was extraordinary, like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade. Even with the power of the great demon realm, he could not leave half of it on it. A mark.

At that time, some people said that this skull was of great origin and that its owner was probably not a mortal creature during his lifetime.

Later, Beisha Xuanzhang personally took action and helped Ying Gou refine the red skull. Over time, it was finally cast into the current [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

Rumble...

As soon as the Red Sky Bronze Coffin appeared, the terrifying scene caused the void to retreat like a tide. Even the [Nine Burial Coffin] could not stop shaking, and the mysterious runes on the coffin became blurred and dim.

"As expected of Ying Gou...his Red Sky Bronze Coffin is too powerful..." the ghost mother whispered softly.

Ying Gou's cultivation level is far higher than that of the generals, and his Red Sky Bronze Coffin was enlightened by Beisha Xuanzong. In comparison, the general's Nine Burial Coffins have too little foundation.

Fortunately, today's battle for the top position is a battle for the coffin position. The general's [Nine Burial Coffins] are blended with black treacherous earth.

This kind of power comes from the same source as [Beishi Xuanzhang], so there should be a chance of winning.

Buzz…

Sure enough, the Nine Burial Coffin was under tremendous pressure, the coffin body was shaking, and the floating void turned into ripples and continuously impacted.

That kind of power is enough to destroy mountains and rivers.

But at this moment, the potential of the Nine Burial Coffins was stimulated, and the black energy spread faintly. There seemed to be strange phenomena in it, as if it was connected to another world, mysterious and vast, and it was unknown what was gestating.

"what is that?"

"The black soil really has a lot of secrets..." Li Mo stared at the vision in the black mist.

Only he knows that the black soil is not a material that exists in the mortal world...

This thing comes from the forbidden land of Shenzong.

"Um!?"

Ying Gou's eyes darkened slightly, and he also felt the strange phenomenon of the Nine Burial Coffins. The faintly spreading black mist was all-pervasive, slowly seeping into the palace of life and death, as if it was about to open a portal.

"Junior brother, it seems that you are really well prepared. If so... then you are welcome as a brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Gou flicked his finger, and a red divine light shot up into the sky and sank directly into the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

The next moment, the red sky copper coffin burned violently, and the bloody light dispersed, seeming to be an infinite light, shining on the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang. Looking from a distance, it was like a big sun rising in the sky, shining on the world of mortals.

Rumble…

Almost at the same moment, the palace of life and death shook violently, and the [Old Old Coffin] that had been silent until now was actually filled with wind and thunder, as if echoing the breath of the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

The two have the same origin, but they resonate.

"Is that...the bloodline of Shenzong!?"

Suddenly, a sound of surprise came from the palace of life and death.

Qing Gu revealed her true body, a look of shock appeared on her cold face.

The Shenzong bloodline... is one of the most noble and noble bloodlines in the world.

Only a few people in Beimang Mountain know that Beisha Xuanzhang's previous life was the daughter of Shenzong, Princess Xuanji more than 900 years ago.

The greatest help that the seventeenth prince brought to Ying Gou was not Mr. Meng, but a drop of blood extracted from his own blood.

This drop of essence and blood contains the extremely pure Shenzong bloodline. Once integrated into the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin], it can sense the past and present lives of [Beisha Xuanzhang], gain recognition, and then enter the palace of life and death, ranking among the three major coffin positions.

"I never thought I would see the Shenzong bloodline again in this life!"

In the hall of life and death, the three corpses of Qinggu, Xuegu and Baigu looked distracted, and their emotions gradually fluctuated.

As the corpses of Beisha Xuanzong, they carry a trace of memories and emotions from their previous lives. At this moment, they can feel an extremely close aura from the [Red Sky Bronze Coffin].

This made their eyes soften when they looked at Ying Gou.

"Shenzong bloodline... I didn't expect Ying Gou to hold such a thing in his hand..." The ghost mother's face became extremely ugly.

With the birth of the Shenzong bloodline, there is no longer any suspense in the battle for the throne.

"The overall situation has been decided." Ying Gou held the Red Sky Bronze Coffin and showed a smile that showed he had a winning chance.

Buzz…

The copper coffin in the red sky seems like the sun is rising in the sky, and its shining light echoes the coffins in the palace of life and death...

But at this moment, a ray of the setting sun twisted, like the brilliance of dawn, and actually shone in another direction.

"Ouch..."

At this moment, a ball of white fluff, a chubby little thing, came out of Li Mo's arms. His limbs stretched out, and he felt extremely hot all over his body.

"This is……"

Li Mo lowered his head and looked at the little fox, his pupils suddenly shrank, he couldn't believe it.

At this moment, he actually felt the same aura from the little fox.

"Shenzong bloodline!?"

Thanks to Yoizi’s Winter for the tip! ! !