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

To enter the forbidden area and sneak into his dreams, at least one must have the strength to return to God.

Returning to the gods, that is a superior existence, the entire Kunlan world has not returned to the gods.

If he is a cultivator in the realm of returning to the gods, what should he pay attention to?

The opponent can suppress him with a flip of his hand.

"What... are you longing for?"

The majestic, ethereal voice continued to come.

This voice seemed to possess magical qualities.

"I……"

"What... are you longing for?"

Voice, keep repeating.

The Thirteenth Patriarch's face was dark, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "I long to become stronger!

I long to protect my people!

I am eager to pass on the clan! "

For the Thirteenth Patriarch, these are his pursuits in this life.

He didn't want to see the Clan wiped out.

He didn't want the flames of the Qiling clan to be cut off.

He yelled out loud, impassioned.

"Believe in me, as you wish!"

"Belief? Who are you?" The Thirteenth Patriarch's eyes flickered with excitement.

Believe in this vocabulary, he naturally knows.

Those who believe in are saints and gods.

"I came from a dream, I was born from a dream... I am the god of dreams!"

"The god of dreams? Mengzu?

Are you the legendary dream ancestor? !

impossible!

There is no Meng Zu in the world at all, all of this is fake.

Are you from the Taiqi family, or that one?What are your intentions! "

The Thirteenth Patriarch was extremely vigilant.

Mengzu is nothing but fiction, just a legend.

Even the sage asserted that Mengzu couldn't be true if the truth turned false into falsehood.

"Believe in me, as you wish!"

The voice is still ethereal, majestic and vast.

"I believe in you?" The Thirteenth Patriarch's complexion changed again and again.

He is a dying person, there is nothing to care about at all.

The most precious thing on his body now is this body, maybe it can be refined into a spiritual weapon.

There is no great ability at all, and there is such a leisurely mind to play with him.

Is it...

"So what if I believe in you?"

"I, Qi Shisan, swear by my Dao heart, take my god as my master, and believe in my god!"

Following the words of the Thirteenth Patriarch, the voice fell.

Above the sky, the Milky Way hangs upside down.

Thousands of divine lights merged into the body of the Thirteen Patriarchs like a waterfall.

"Give you... the power of recovery."

The divine light washed away, and the Thirteenth Patriarch's entire body and spirit were found to have changed.

"Is my injury healed?"

Even in a dream, with his current strength, he can still feel the condition of the main body.

He suddenly discovered that under the bath of this divine light, his injuries were completely healed.

He naturally knew how terrifying his injury was.

Even if he recruited a medical expert from the Realm of Little Gods, he still couldn't completely heal his injuries.

He, who was exhausted, recovered in an instant.

"Are you really... Mengzu?"

Mengzu, does it really exist?

The Thirteenth Patriarch was stunned.

"Give you... the courage to go forward."

The Milky Way hangs upside down, and countless divine lights once again filled the body of the Thirteenth Patriarch.

He suddenly felt that his whole person had become different.

"Meng Zu!

No, the God of Dreams! "

The Thirteenth Patriarch already believed it.

Such means, such words!

The legendary Meng Zu actually existed.

There was a look of excitement and ecstasy on his face.

"Give you... the confidence to continue the ethnic group!"

With the sound of vast majesty came.

Countless divine light poured into the body of the Thirteenth Patriarch again.

"This is……"

The Thirteenth Patriarch's eyes lit up.

"Dream three thousand!!"

The supreme existence suddenly taught him a Taoism.

No, magic!

"Practice this method, you can break the cage.

Propagating dreams can prove the way of dreams. "

Countless voices poured into the ears of the Thirteenth Patriarch.

He immediately obtained countless information.

Mengzu really existed, but he was called the God of Dreams.

The god of dreams is the origin of all dreams.

Believe in the god of dream making, you can break the cage!

"What I have to do now is to spread the word about my God!"

The Thirteenth Ancestor had a firm heart, and he knew exactly what he was going to do.

That is to practice the Three Thousand Great Dreams, and let other clansmen also practice.

Only by doing this can the Qiling clan grow stronger, which is also the meaning of his existence.

"Establishment of education, name of a part-time job."

"I can take three shots for you."

Following these two voices, the voice of the dream-making god completely disappeared and became silent.

The Thirteenth Patriarch immediately woke up from the dream.

"Is my injury really healed?"

He checked it out, and it was really good.

"The God of Dreams!

Workers religion!

Dream three thousand! "

Thinking of a lot, he immediately practiced the Great Dream Three Thousand.

In less than a moment, a shocked look appeared on his face.

"This kind of magic... is even stronger than the dream spirit holy law of the Dream Spirit Clan!"

On the journey of the dream, the Meng Ling family went the deepest and the farthest.

The Thirteenth Patriarch had been in contact with the Holy Law of Meng Ling.

It's very strong, but it's a pity that it can no longer be cultivated. Today's divine method far surpasses the sacred method of Mengling when cultivated.

"My God..."

The Thirteenth Ancestor had complex and deep eyes.

……

After half a day.

"Thirteen, you woke us up just to say this?"

Yizu's gaze was like lightning, he was one of the few small gods present.

"Mengzu? The god of dreams, these are nothing but illusions." The Twelfth Patriarch spoke with disdain.

"Hey, once we wake up, it's one less time." The Seventh Patriarch said, his voice was quite dissatisfied.

"Great Ancestor, look at my current state." After the Thirteenth Ancestor finished speaking, a strong aura emanated from his body.

Great Ancestor, Seventh Ancestor, and other Ancestors all looked over and immediately investigated.

"You're full of vigor and spirit, and your Dao Yun is long... Your injury is healed?" Dazu was shocked.

The Thirteenth Patriarch is somewhat similar to them, and this time he took action to threaten the Taiqi Clan.

His state can be said to be incomparably withered.

Now, it's all right!

This is comparable to the peak period of the Thirteen Patriarchs.

"What's going on?" Everyone else showed sharp faces.

"It's the god of dreams, who gave me revival!" The Thirteenth Patriarch showed a devout look on his face.

Others paid more attention to the words of the Thirteenth Patriarch.

After all, the ancestors present were injured and disabled.

The weak curse not only restricted their breakthrough, but also greatly reduced their lifespan.

They naturally longed to be like the Thirteenth Patriarch.

"Thirteen, believe in the God of Dreams, and practice the Three Thousand Great Dreams, can it really bring us a way out for the Qiling Clan?" The Seventh Patriarch asked with serious eyes.

"Dream Three Thousand, even more powerful than the holy law of Mengling, it is a divine law!"

"But..." The Seventh Patriarch hesitated, "What if there is a trap inside, do you really believe in this so-called dream-making god?