Mythological Native Species

Under the water, Feng Linye and Wang Yu looked at each other.

Waving his wand, Wang Yu expanded his blisters and enveloped Feng Lin night.

Putting away the boiling sword energy, Feng Linwen and Wang Yu stood side by side. Looking at this majestic, majestic, terrifying, and eerie underwater huge building.

"In the eternal mansion, Lalaye, the sleeping ruler of long sleep is waiting for you to fall into a dream." Wang Yu recited a sentence, but did not dare to say the name behind it.

For some specific existences, his shadow will spread across many worlds due to the spread of names, not a single world **** or great.

Just like the master of Lalaye, his dream turned into a city, perhaps appearing in many different worlds.

Calling his name may disturb him from his dream, which is not necessarily a good thing.

"A person who is mentally fragile will go crazy in his dreams. Only those who are truly inspired can find some truth here and achieve progress and growth." Feng Linxuan looked at Wang Yu, waiting for Wang Yu's answer .

"Since it's already here, there's no reason to miss it. This is an opportunity, and of course...it will be very dangerous." Wang Yu was very decisive.

In countless worlds, not all travelers have good luck (bad luck?) to find Lalaiye.

Someone has been addicted to Crusoe's dream, and finally died madly.

However, there are also people who have gained a lot of knowledge and grown rapidly in his dreams.

Follow the undercurrent through the collapsed stone pillar and enter Lalaiye.

Standing at the bottom of the city, looking up, there are absolutely no stairs for people to climb, and there is constant miasma rising from the bottom floor through the twisted buildings.

Through these strange miasmas and the folds of the sea water, the faint rays of light that penetrated into the seabed appear so unmotivated and weak, without the slightest bit of freshness and authenticity.

At first glance, the surrounding stones seem to be convex, but at a second glance, you will feel that they are actually concave, and the twisted and unpredictable edges and corners of the stones seem to hide sinister threats and anxious emotions.

The various creatures embossed on the rocks are covered with greasy moss, and the whole sight is full of decay and death. Even death... seems to be reluctant to come here.

This city, there is no life or death, time imprisons it and allows it to be forgotten.

"Those are still living creatures." Wang Yu pointed to some reliefs under the moss.

Feng Linwen didn't say a word.

Many creatures have visited here, and they all fell into eternal dreams in Lalaiye.

In the dream world, they enjoy eternity.

Almost all of the Old Ones symbolize chaos, evil, and unspeakable terror, but Crusus has a considerable number of followers, perhaps because of his dreams, although still terrifying, it is equally terrifying. people yearn for.

Although dreams are false, they can make people escape from the reality that they do not want to face.

Turning his head, Feng Linwan wanted to talk to Wang Yu.

However, it was only at this moment that he realized that Wang Yu had already disappeared.

Turning his head, the only thing he saw was a monotonous, uninteresting shadow.

Tall and dark, like wearing a long cloak, standing on a sharp stone tablet, looking down at him indifferently.

He stretched out his hand and drew the flying sword around his body. Feng Linchen did not flee or approach. Looking at the shadow, there was only a feeling of fear in his heart that could not be dissolved.

"Who are you?" Feng Linwan asked.

His voice echoed in this strange and empty underwater city.

It's not in line with science, but... there's no science right now.

"Who are you?" The shadow seemed to have bounced back Feng Linye's question.

If you don't listen carefully, you may feel that this is just Feng Lin's own voice. Under the echo of the city, he turned around and turned back upside down.

Faced with the question that bounced back, Feng Linxun didn't answer, and suddenly felt something different in his body.

He found that his hands had turned light green, and had smooth and greasy skin, with some scales growing on the skin. There seemed to be something protruding from his back, and he reached out and touched his cheek. It was no longer his handsome appearance, but a big fish head... .

"I was recruited? I was turned into a deep diver?" Feng Linwan was shocked. The deep diver is a low-level servant under the **** of the old days, similar to the murloc, and belongs to the amphibian.

"No! I entered Crusoe's dream. I became part of his dream."

"It's so real, and unknowingly..." Feng Linxen squeezed his arm with his hand, the pain was very real, not the slightest false.

If you want to commit suicide and wake up from a dream, it is only a delusion.

That would only make him truly die.

He must find the key to open the dream and wake up from this deepening nightmare.

There are lights all around, it's strange... the city under the sea actually lights up.

And everything that is desolate and dead has become estranged, gradually becoming more lively and lively.

Around Feng Linye, there are streets, pedestrians, shops, cars and horses...

Various races coexist peacefully here. But the eerie quietness, liveliness and coldness, parallel here, constitute a scorching cold tone.

"It's not good! It's not good! I've fallen from the first layer of dreams to the second layer of dreams, getting deeper and deeper. If I fall into the bottom of the dream, then I will be lost and never find myself again. ." Feng Linye kept warning himself, and then began to run on the street.

The current Feng Linye is like a 'ghost press', his consciousness is awake, but he can't get rid of the dream, to break free from that powerlessness.

But if he falls into a deep sleep, he will gradually forget his 'self' in the dream, become another him, and finally sleep peacefully forever.

Dragon Spell Scroll!

Feng Linye stood at a high place and used the scroll of dragon spell.

The huge dragon shadow swept across the sky, destroying the entire city. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Peace and comfort, under the threat of the terrifying dragon curse, were torn to shreds.

But Feng Linxun was sinking. He could feel that his self was numb, and some memories and inspirations that did not belong to him were surging.

"I didn't really use the Dragon Curse Scroll, it was just an illusion of the power of the Dragon Curse Scroll in my consciousness. It is my most important hole card, just like a needle in my consciousness. I originally thought that I used the Dragon Curse Scroll. Curse the scroll, it is possible to break the dream and leave from here."

"But obviously, I was wrong to think so. Violent interpretation of dreams cannot break free from the pull of Crusoe's dream."

Boom!

The surging blood color, the spreading sky fire, the continuous mountains, the thick dark clouds.

This familiar and unfamiliar scene appeared in front of Feng Linye's eyes.

He got into an even weirder situation.

He became a whole new 'person'.

A man named Li Jianchen.

He is a disciple of the Liuguang Sword Sect and the disciple and grandson of the Sword Saint of Mount Mang.

When the Great Demon of the Underworld was born, the Streamer Sword Sect, as the leader of the righteous way, bears the brunt of the responsibility of maintaining the righteous way.

Feng Linxun's consciousness was still there, but he couldn't even shake and dominate the actions in his dream. He was like a bystander who could only sit and watch.

Perhaps this dream is aimed at the 'emptiness' in your heart. The pervasive nightmare will only lead you to the past that you are most reluctant to look back on, and then experience pain again and again.

It's just that I'm afraid that even Crusoe doesn't know, Feng Linye is special after all.

This 'emptiness' did not originate from Feng Linwen's original heart, and this nightmare did not belong to Feng Linwen himself. It belongs to an inexplicable, fractured, unprovoked memory.

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