Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

This is a world full of innocent dreams.

What flows down the mountain stream is not water, but sweet and delicious cream. Each blooming flower represents a candy of various flavors. The soil is made of chocolate, and the inside of the rock is actually cake...

Roasted chickens are flying, cooked cows are running, and even birds and beasts are ready-made food. As long as you wave your hand, it will come over and be enjoyed by you!

Many colorful elves, holding hands and laughing happily, there is no fighting, no intrigue, no bloodshed, and everywhere is full of peace and tranquility.

Bai Xiaoxi is enjoying the delicious food happily, wandering in the mountains and fields. As long as she is tired of eating, she will change it, and she can find new and strange food every time.

Shua, Bai Xiaoxi took off from the ground and landed on the soft clouds. The clouds are made of cotton candy, and it is soft and comfortable to lie on them.

"It's so nice here~" Bai Xiaoxi smiled sweetly, and fell asleep in a dream after eating and drinking.

The whole inn was full of snoring, and everyone was immersed in their own dreams.

However, there was only one person who was an exception!

At this time.

Ye Junlin looked at the bright moon outside the window, and felt a little depressed when he remembered that he had been blamed for no reason.

I thought that with his appearance and strength, he had already made a great reputation and would have a large number of fans in Wuzhou.

Unexpectedly, they were all black fans!

All this was caused by traitors, who cheated and deceived under his banner, and discredited his perfect image of being wise, powerful, tall, invincible and righteous!

Ye Junlin sighed: "Alas, it's really the world, and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be."

[Ding, it is detected that the hostel has not signed in for two months. Do you want to complete the sign-in? ]

The system prompt sounded.

"Sign in." Ye Junlin said.

[Ding, congratulations to Su 덿 for obtaining one million top-grade spirit crystals! ]

[Ding, congratulations to Su 덿 for obtaining five top-grade flame explosion talismans! ]

[Ding, congratulations to Su 덿 for obtaining ten bags of top-grade pet animal feed! ]

[Ding, congratulations to Su 덿 for obtaining the first-ranked flute in the heavens and the worlds: the longevity flute! ]

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All the rewards obtained by signing in have been automatically stored in the system space.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, "Longevity flute? Tong 떚, what grade is this thing?"

[Ding, there is no grade, the power of the flute depends entirely on the level of Su 덿's flute playing skills and his own cultivation! ]

The system replied thoughtfully.

Ye Junlin suddenly remembered that his flute playing skills seemed to be at the top level.

Feeling the long night and thinking of the turmoil he encountered, Ye Junlin wanted to play a song for no reason to relieve his inner depression.

Swish.

The light flashed in his hand, and a green flute appeared, with a green glow flowing all over it, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

This is the longevity flute!

Ye Junlin held the flute in both hands, put it to his mouth and played it.

In an instant.

The sound of the flute was crisp and melodious, echoing with an ethereal feeling.

Ye Junlin did not use his cultivation, but simply played the flute by feeling. Even so, circles of magical ripples were released, forming a kind of resonance with the world.

Whoosh, whoosh, the room was windless, Ye Junlin's silver-white long hair fluttered, his eyes were bright and blazing, and his whole body was ethereal and out of the world, as if he was a fallen immortal from the nine heavens playing the flute.

"What sound?!"

The faces of more than a dozen evil snake creatures changed, fearing that someone would interrupt their formation.

Strangely, they did not receive any damage, as if this was just a simple melody, particularly gentle and beautiful.

"What a wonderful music, it reminds me of my childhood life in the tribe." One of the tribesmen was intoxicated, hissing and sticking out his tongue, twisting his body and dancing gracefully to the rhythm.

"Tulu, what are you doing?!" Yelugu noticed something was wrong and shouted.

As a result, the tribesman turned a deaf ear and danced to the sound of the flute. Perhaps it was because of the characteristics of snakes that his body was extremely flexible.

This is not over yet. One after another, the creatures of the evil snake tribe gave up maintaining the dream formation and immersed themselves in their own world.

They danced so hard that they either twisted their waists or shook their hips. The scene was very eye-catching.

"You, you guys..." Yelugu was shocked, his eyes widened, and he had never seen such a bizarre scene in his life.

Soon, Yelugu realized that everything was caused by this beautiful flute sound!

The flute sound can stimulate the characteristics of snakes and make its tribesmen dance to the flute sound.

"Who is the one who is attacking? Get out of here!" Yelu Gu's face was fierce, and his sharp fangs flashed coldly.

Suddenly, his pupils gradually focused, and he clasped his hands together to make a flower on his head. He thought he was a sunflower, swaying in the wind, with a charming smile on his lips.

As they were all dancing, the dream formation stopped working.

In the Longmen Inn.

Fan Dezheng suddenly woke up and felt a little scared.

"I was trapped just now!"

Fan Dezheng knew very well that a practitioner of his level would not fall into a dream for no reason. There must be a black hand behind the scenes.

"Not good!"

Fan Dezheng thought of something, and his figure disappeared from the spot and broke into the other side of the room directly.

In front of him, An Miaoyi was sitting cross-legged, her face was calm and peaceful, her eyes were closed, and there was no sign of waking up. There was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

It was obvious that she was having a sweet dream!

"Miss, wake up quickly!" Fan Dezheng made a secret with one hand and shot out a stream of light that penetrated the eyebrows of the woman in yellow.

An Miaoyi's delicate body trembled, her long eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful eyes opened with confusion, "Uncle Fan, why are you..."

"We fell into a trap!" Fan Dezheng said solemnly.

"Fell into a trap?"

An Miaoyi wrinkled her nose, as if thinking of something, and said with palpitations: "No wonder I feel like I don't want to wake up, and the deeper I get into it, the more exhausted I become."

"If I guessed correctly, the enemy is the Dream Formation. This is an ancient and evil formation that is rumored to allow people to fall into a deep sleep without being noticed until they are silent in their sleep. 's death."

Fan Dezheng said with a gloomy expression.

Even a powerful man like him, who is a perfect Mahayana, is trapped in it and unable to extricate himself. If it really drags on, his life will really be decided here.

There were no traces of a fight, just such a silent death!

Thinking of this, Fan Dezheng felt a chill down his back and secretly felt lucky!

An Miaoyi couldn't believe it, "They are so vicious, what is their purpose for doing this? Is it to kill people and steal money?"

"Miss, don't run around. I'll go outside to check on the situation." Fan Dezheng said in a deep voice.

Whoosh!

The figure disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, they were above the inn.

Fan Dezheng's pupils shrank, "Abyssal creatures!"

At this time.

Yelugu and the others were not dancing, because the sound of the flute was suddenly interrupted, allowing them to regain consciousness, and their expressions were all surprised and uncertain.

"Master Priest, we..." Some tribesmen had numb scalps and were very worried about the strange phenomenon just now.

Can this plan continue?

Yelugu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "Although I was interrupted just now, most human monks will choose to continue sleeping because of the beauty of their dreams. As long as they are repaired in time, they still have a chance!"

"stop!"

An angry shout sounded.