The Ultimate Villain Of Fantasy

He is not some stupid protagonist who thinks that he is lucky, that everything is an opportunity, and he dares to touch anything.

And at least from the current state, Ye Ling feels very wrong.

There is no reason at all.

He just wanted to try the magical power of returning to dreams, but suddenly appeared in this place, and then suddenly found a secret realm.

what is this?

You have to talk about Karma relationship in everything, right?

"Is there something about me that has something to do with it?"

Ye Ling checked the blood vessels in his body.

In the ten years of Journey to the West, he has used some of the powerful bloodlines he collected before to reach the second turn, and now there are eighteen extremely powerful bloodlines in his body.

But... none of them are likely to be linked to the situation at hand.

Only the Samsara possessed by the Nether Sacred Body may be more or less related to the dream.

But Ye Ling didn't believe that such a little involvement would lead to the scene in front of him.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Ye Ling looked at the scene in front of him with a sneer on his face.

Then he turned around and left, not bothering to stay in this place for a while.

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He Ye Changge has a system, is he afraid that there will be no opportunities?

That being the case, why do you enter such an unknown place inexplicably, is it just to show that you are not afraid of anything?

The Tianji disk also reminded him that entering at this moment is good or bad.

Although this means that there must be opportunities inside, Ye Ling is too lazy to do that kind of thing.

You'd better wait for a stunned young protagonist to come one day, and then head straight into it.

With this thought in mind, Ye Ling continued to use the magic power of returning to dreams, and began to trace the source, looking for the dreams deep in his memory.

"My dreams have existed since my previous life."

"Then there should be many irrelevant things mixed in.

"However, I was the author of fantasy novels in my previous life, and occasionally I fell asleep thinking about the plot, and I should have dreamed something similar.

"That's what I need to find."

Ye Ling searched in the river of own dreams.

After a while, he found a more suitable dream and stopped immediately. (biai)

This is a dream world composed of a novel he once conceived.

Its plot is probably a world centered on practicing Martial Soul, and the story of the protagonist traveling all the way.

Anyway, it's such an old-fashioned plot, a book that hits the street to the extreme, let alone talk about it.

But at least such a dream was left at that time, allowing Ye Ling to use the magical power of returning to dreams to enter, which was also a surprise.

"Then, it's now.

"Turn fiction into reality, return to dream!"

The power of the inner world in Ye Ling's body emerges, and under the effect of the magical power of returning to dreams, it transforms into a strange force of alternate reality and reality.

Then, in Ye Ling's gaze, the dream that could only be regarded as a blur in front of him gradually became clear.

A Minor World takes shape.

Ye Ling stepped into it one step at a time.

"It's amazing."

"The speed of time flow, one day here may not be as good as one-thousandth of the outside world.

"But it is a pity that the Spiritual Qi is insufficient, and I am afraid that a large number of Medicine Pills are needed to maintain daily practice.

He felt it carefully, and immediately understood the advantages and disadvantages of this supernatural power.

But that doesn't matter to him.

"It just happened that I was interrupted at a critical moment in my last practice."

"With such supernatural powers, I can continue to deduce."

Ye Ling found a place in the dream world, the Lotus Position, and sat down, then opened ten storage rings, took out one hundred thousand pure yang boats and swallowed them.

As an emperor, he has a world in his body as a melting pot, so he doesn't need to worry about exploding his own problem.

What's more, what he wants to deduce at the moment is two Supreme-level Cultivation Techniques, and the hundred thousand pure yang pills are just a drizzle.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes.

And in a certain Hengsha cell of Ye Ling, the young Golden Crow raised its head to the sky and screamed, and began to grow rapidly.

.....

Time flies by.

In Ye Ling's current Realm, it is normal to have a Closed Door Training for several years or even decades or hundreds of years.

But this time he only practiced for more than a year before leaving the customs.

Because the Medicine Pill on him is not enough.

Before that, Ye Ling just wanted to try the effect of returning to dreams, so he didn't specially prepare any Medicine Pill in the storage ring for practice.

As for the Cultivation Technique he is practicing now, almost every Golden Crow cell awakened in his body consumes tens of thousands of Pure Yang Pills.

This is more than a thousand times that of ordinary people.

In just one year, Ye Ling has almost consumed a million Chunyang Pills.

——This is enough for the entire Xuantian Sacred Land to practice for a year.

"Sure enough, Spiritual Qi is the biggest problem, even if I don't lack the panacea, but the price/performance ratio is too low.

"Too low, at least for me."

"Only people like Shen Wudao will regard this as a treasure.

Ye Ling stood up and shook his head slightly.

It is true that the magical power of returning to dreams is very powerful, but it does not have a great effect on him.

What interests Ye Ling even more is the application of dreams and the way of transforming reality into reality in the dream-returning magic power.

So in the following time, he carefully studied the dream world.

Ye Ling didn't get up to leave this dream world until it almost felt like the outside world was about to pass a day.

With one step, he re-entered the twisted river of dreams.

 …

He saw the crack he had seen before.

right in front of him.

Ye Ling stared at the crack for a while, then turned his head to look behind him where he came from, and took a careful measurement.

If his memory is correct, this thing must not have been here before.

#B4 …

In this long river of distorted dreams, everything is as irregular as a dream.

Or did this thing come along by itself?

If it's the former, it means that Ye Ling is lucky, and if it's the latter...that's interesting. .