The sound of the chains retracting echoed in the dream, making a rustling sound. With a few collisions and shatters, the entire huge storm of black sand gathering scattered.

Dong Lingjun opened his eyes unexpectedly and landed himself steadily on the ground as his body fell and drifted.

The shackles are untied and the freedom of the body returns.

The spiritual energy around seemed to have also relaxed its restrictions. The black sand dissipated and turned into pure spiritual energy, blending into the platform, allowing the rays of light above the soul of Donglingjun to rise up and be entangled with auspicious clouds.

In an instant, the embarrassment was swept away, and there was more majesty in the immortal family.

This immortal from a thousand years ago moved his wrists and swayed his limbs. The experience of being hung in the air was not good. Under the torture of Jian Yu Huanmeng's ten times the time flow rate, this bad experience had already made him feel a little numb.

He can't sleep yet.

You can't just turn this torture and humiliation into a dream like a sleeping dream that has been over the past thousand years, and you can only endure it.

I was a little lonely before. After the Hongchen Lord came over, the loneliness was finally eliminated. The two of them occasionally talked, just like a friend talking, or a heart-to-heart talk between a friend and a prisoner.

It's always good to have a companion.

Unfortunately, although loneliness has dissipated, it is another worry that he has no doubt about Penglai's victory and believes that his detention is just an accident.

But the arrival of the Hongchen Lord declared the destruction of this self-comfort.

Penglai is indeed failing, and Hongchen Jun announced the second time.

There will probably be a third and fourth time.

The master of Fang Huanmeng, the disobedient mortal Shen Qiu, never concealed him. Seeing that Shen Qiu became stronger and more calm, Dong Lingjun's mind was also changing.

He was unwilling to admit that there was a fear that took root in his heart, but it was a fool to himself. Today's sudden freedom seemed to represent some unknown approach.

Maybe the time has come?

"Oh, Dongling, she looks good."

The familiar female voice sounded in the dream, causing Dong Lingjun, who was worried in his heart to stop his movements. When he came to his senses, the spiritual energy gathered in his hands and turned into a long sword floating in the clouds.

The sword blade pointed directly behind him, the woman who was swaying and appeared in the surging black sand.

The soul of the monk Shanjun is a big sister with beautiful legs.

Her long hair with her two ponytails was scattered behind her, wearing a white dress and a white dress, which was very stylish. Just looking at her slightly weak appearance, she definitely didn't expect that she was a body-building martial artist.

The body-building martial arts practice thousands of years ago first refining the body and then fighting the soul. When they reach the level of Martial Lord, the level of tempering the soul is not much weaker than the body that has been tempered for thousands of times.

Although there is also a kind of impermanence unique to the soul body, the condensation of her soul is no different from the real living person entering this place.

This is the pure and pure power obtained by abandoning all the magical magic of immortals, abandoning all kinds of immortal powers, and focusing on the tempering of body and soul, which is different from the Dongling that needs to be carried by the host.

Zhishanjun has no special demand for the fate of the container. As long as the soul enters the body, he can squeeze out all the potential of his body, just like a night in Jinling.

With Xiao Tie's military force on the ground list, he was forced to regret the Tianbang Yangtao, and he leaped through several realms, but he even broke the killing moves.

Such power is something that the soul who walks through the immortal path cannot find.

However, her smile and peaceful disguise can't deceive Dongling Jun. After Hongchen Jun came over, the discussion and investigation between the two basically confirmed the fact that Yunshan Jun betrayed.

Unfortunately, the King of Hongchen was unable to cross thousands of miles across Jianyu, and conveyed this crucial news to the few divine thoughts that he had awakened himself in Japan.

Even though I know that there is an insider on my side, I can't stop it.

This is a kind of spiritual torment for the two immortals.

No one knows how terrifying threats the inner demon, who is so hidden in such a deep way, will bring to Penglai's great cause. Her most terrifying backstab may have all been wasted.

"The ancestor was defeated."

Facing the sword blade between Dong Ling, the two of them, Dingshan Jun stopped, and she did not hide it and said directly:

"The failure of you two made him wake up in advance. He came to Lin'an with the contemporary Taoist king as a container and fought with the warriors all over the world. However, the container was destroyed and his divine thoughts returned to Xianshan.

Most of the Hidden Tower in the World was destroyed, and the spiritual formations everywhere could not be hidden from the indignant warriors, and the forces that wanted to compete for the world. At most, the plans of Zhongtu will completely disperse and be defeated.

Lost."

Dianshanjun spread his hands, and a malicious smile appeared on his pretty face. He said to Dong Lingjun who was gritting his teeth in front of him in a comfortable tone that came from the bottom of his heart:

"The defeat is decided and it is irreversible."

"nonsense!"

Dong Lingjun's fingers were trembling. He tried hard to calm down the storm in his heart and said loudly:

"There is also the Spiritual Realm of Japan, with millions of people following you, crossing the sea, just Middle Earth."

"Oh, this one."

The monk of the mountain interrupted Dong Ling's illusion, and she made a fist move and said:

"The 40,000 samurai warriors of the Three Koreans, have returned to the Fukuoka generation. The Maori family was attacked from both sides. When we were talking to each other, perhaps his family had been completely defeated, and the Japanese national rescue army occupied one place in the world.

The flames of resistance are also ignited in Japan.

In the past two years, the country of Middle Earth was unified, and with the prosperity of Middle Earth and the bravery of warriors, there were indeed millions of people there.

But civil strife has already arisen, so what can they do if they cross the sea together?

It is nothing more than another foreign invasion, which will not only not disrupt the Middle Earth, but will also bring external pressure and make the speed of unification faster.

Dongling, you know mine. I am not very good at talking, but I don’t lie much.

I said I lost, I lost."

She blinked and said to Dongling:

"Don't resist stubbornly. Follow the old ghost and go to the dark side and sacrifice yourself to death. It's meaningless. He won't look at you more because of this. I'm here, and I'm not fighting with you.

You are no match for me, and I don’t want to bully you. I think you and the world are pitiful, so I came here to give you a way.

Why don’t you talk in the world?”

She raised her head and looked at the Hongchen Lord who was still hanging in the black sand. The latter's flashing light and face without facial features were drooping, as if she had never heard of the conversation between Zhishan and Dongling.

Or, I heard it.

But I don’t want to express any opinions, and I don’t want to participate in it.

"Ha, he knew it a long time ago."

Moving the Mountain Lord turned around meaningfully and said to Dongling Lord:

"The world is the smartest among us. He must have known it for a long time, but he didn't hide it. He thought he still had the last hope in his heart, and he was sure that the ancestor could turn defeat into victory."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Dongling Jun said sternly:

"It's time now, don't be careless.
Chapter completed!