Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

It is about the continuation of the ethnic group, and the life and death of the Mengling tribe, they naturally care about it very much.

"We'll know the answer when the workers from the God of Workers come." Yu Qing said slightly.

In fact, up to now, he is extremely nervous.

He naturally hoped that the third floor of Little Dream Three Thousand could truly enter the dreamland and realize the transformation from real to virtual.

However, this kind of thing is just a legend after all, and even the saints say that it is not bad to change from reality to fiction.

Yu Qingwei was worried, all this was an illusion.

Their knowledge is naturally far inferior to that of saints. What if these are all fake?

Yu Qingwei didn't dare to believe it without seeing it with her own eyes.

He was afraid that it was a dream.

Up to now, he still remembers when the patriarch turned into a spirit and entrusted the dream spirit clan to him.

The patriarch didn't say much, only five words.

"inherited!"

"Live!"

The world is big, and for these ethnic groups, the greatest meaning is inheritance.

Yu Qingwei naturally didn't want to think that after thousands of years, the Dream Spirit Clan would no longer exist, and even in the heavens and myriad worlds, no one would still know the existence of this race.

how sad.

At this time, a man in a robe with a kind face came slowly.

Many dream masters on the field all looked over.

"Meet the High Priest."

"Meet the High Priest."

Many people looked at the high priest Wu Changlong, with envy and suspicion in their eyes.

Some people also set their eyes on a young man next to Wu Changlong, with anticipation in their eyes.

"I've seen you all." Even in the face of many strong men, Wu Changlong was neither humble nor overbearing.

Today, he is the high priest of the God of Worker Sect, with an honorable status.

What's more, today's Dream City, and a small part of it has invested in the embrace of the God of Workers.

In Wu Changlong's view, it won't be long before he can complete the divine decree of the dream-making god, and completely spread the teaching of "Glory to beat workers, blessing 996" in the dream spirit space.

For these future migrant workers, he takes a little seriously.

"High Priest, is this Xiaomeng Sanqian who has practiced to the third level?" Yu Qingwei looked at Li Xiang and asked urgently.

Most of the people present had the same thoughts as Yu Qingwei.

They also want to see whether the Worker God Sect can really save the Dream Spirit Race.

"I've met you seniors." Li Xiangdao was dressed in a white robe, with a refined demeanor, and everyone felt as if a gust of breeze was blowing while speaking.

The high priest Wu Changlong said slowly: "Li Xiang, it's up to you to pray to my god and return to sleep."

"Obey." Li Xiang's face became serious.

Hundreds of eyes fell on Li Xiang.

The field also instantly became extremely quiet.

What happened next is related to the life and death of the dream spirit tribe, and it is a very important matter.

It's about inheritance!

A gust of wind blows, and Li Xiang's white robe flutters.

"Three thousand little dreams."

Li Xiang moved his palm and pinched the formula.

A dream-making power slowly flows in the space.

Dream-making power is a special kind of spiritual power.

Some are like the power of the dream spirit, but far higher than the power of the dream spirit.

White radiance, holy and illusory.

Li Xiang knelt down on the ground with a pious expression.

"Praise my God!"

The high priest Wu Changlong also began to pray.

There were many people who were also praying.

What no one knew was that in a corner where no one was paying attention, a figure appeared, and it was Xu Chen.

"Praise my God!"

Beside them, other Dagongshen believers also began to pray.

The light on Li Xiang's body became more and more intense.

"Hey, Xu Chen, why are you here? When did you come? Why did you suddenly disappear last time?" At this moment, a surprised sound transmission fell into Xu Chen's ears.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Chen's mouth, and he also secretly said, "I'm going to do something."

The person who transmitted the voice to Xu Chen was named Liu Yang, a first-order dream master of the God of Workers Sect.

In the past, Xu Chen ordered the workers of the God of Workers to build the Great Wall to prevent catastrophe.

Liu Yang was one of the members who built the Great Wall.

Xu Chen has been to the Great Wall to sign in, and had some exchanges with Liu Yang.

"Brother Xu must be the high priest's confidant, doing some secret things." Liu Yang showed an expression that I understood.

"Probably." Xu Chen looked at Li Xiang with calm eyes.

Except for Liu Yang, no one noticed Xu Chen's appearance at all.

Especially the many city lords of Dream City.

At this moment, they were extremely anxious, and they all looked at Li Xiang who was in the middle of the crowd, for fear of missing any illusions.

"Three thousand little dreams!"

"Glory to be a worker!"

"996 blessings!"

Li Xiang read aloud, cadenced.

With his voice, Li Xiang has more and more dream-making power.

His whole body is full of brilliance, like an angel.

Looking at this scene, Liu Yang marveled in his heart: "When will my little dream three thousand be able to reach the third floor."

There are more and more brilliance, and the ceremony has also begun to enter a climax.

That is Back to Dreamland!

At this moment, the radiance of Li Xiang's whole body disappeared, and all of them merged into the body at that moment.

Yu Qingwei and Liu Xinglei watched this scene, trying to stay calm and not let themselves be distracted.

"return!"

"Dreamland!"

As Li Xiang shouted.

The light that merged into the body rushed out again, like countless fireflies.

Dreamy and beautiful.

Li Xiang's figure also disappeared at this moment.

Rather than disappearing, it is better to say that it is blocked by this white light.

"How's it going?"

"Did you go to dreamland?"

"Did you make it?"

"Cultivate Xiaomeng three thousand and reach the third floor, can you avoid the spell?"

Time passed by, and everyone looked at the field.

Time seemed to pass extremely slowly.

All the people present looked at the center of the crowd without blinking their eyes.

"Look!"

"what happened?"

Everyone looked, only to see that the light had faded away, and Li Xiang was still standing in it.

"Didn't it mean to return to dreamland? Why are you still here!"

"Sure enough, the God of Dreams is a fake, and it's all fake if it turns from reality to fiction!"

"Is the sky going to kill my dream spirit family?"

"Dreamland, it's all fake!"

These city lords have all broken their defenses.

Yu Qing looked at this scene slightly, clenched her hands tightly, suppressing something.

Meteor Tears let out a long sigh: "Oh."

Could it be that there is really no way out for the Dream Spirit Race?

Wu Changlong looked slightly surprised, but he was not affected.

He always believed in the God of Dreams.

It was the god of dreams who gave him a new life.

At this moment, the congregation of the Dagongshen Church also began to talk about it.

"Brother Xu, do you think the God of Dreams really exists? Does Dreamland really exist?" Liu Yang also lamented.

As a dream spirit family, he naturally hopes that Dreamland really exists.

That's their only way of life.

"It exists naturally." Xu Chen smiled.

At this time, no one noticed that a faint white light fell on Li Xiang's body.

Li Xiang lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about something.

Suddenly, he raised his head and shouted, "I understand!"

Everyone's eyes fell on him again, and they were all in a daze.

what happened?

"I understand, the true meaning of Dreamland!"

"Where my heart returns is dreamland!"

"The heart is in Mengling, this is the dreamland!"

With this voice, Li Xiang's body changed dramatically again.

His whole state has changed.

"From reality to fiction, this is from reality to fiction!" Yu Qing was slightly shocked, with ecstasy in his eyes.

Li Xiang's body became transparent and illusory.

It is clearly in front of everyone, but everyone can't perceive it at all, as if it disappeared into space out of thin air.