Ye Luoli: The Master of Seven Emotions and Six Desires

The deepest part of the dark side of the moon, a forbidden place.

The gray fog dissipated, a small glimmer of light shone, and a simple gate filled with the breath of time stood. It was engraved with endless dark golden patterns, and undecipherable words were hidden in it, hinting at its mystery and eternity.

Colorful beams of light flew towards them and gradually solidified into the figures of Li Hui, Huo Liaoye and Meng Yi in the air. They landed lightly one after another and visited this unknown land.

The cold wind howled and the desolate atmosphere enveloped her, making Meng Yi shiver subconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Huo Liaoye looked at Meng Yi doubtfully and asked worriedly.

"No." Meng Yi frowned slightly and said dissatisfied: "This human body is too weak, and it is actually afraid of the cold."

You know, the fairy's body is not afraid of any natural temperature rise and fall.

If you want to make Meng Yi, who is the Dream Princess, feel the cold, at least you have to take action personally from the Ice Princess. How can the price drop like it is now? A mere bit of cold wind makes her react.

Thinking like this, Meng Yi became even more unhappy.

"Be patient, one day, I will help you regain your body." Huo Liaoye comforted softly.

This is also a helpless move. Now they don't know where Meng Shu is. Even if Meng Yi disliked Wang Mo's body, she would not choose to abandon it.

After all, no matter how bad the human body is, it is better than losing consciousness forever in a nightmare, right?

"Oh, that's okay..." Meng Yi sighed, and finally nodded in resignation.

If she could do it over again, Meng Yi promised that she would never choose Wang Mo as a host again, but would use any means to plot against Ai Zhen.

There was no way, the correlation between dreams and emotions was so good that she couldn't control her instinct.

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.

Maybe, has it really happened?

"Come back to your senses." Li Hui tapped the ground with his cane and said calmly: "Are you all ready?"

"If they are ready, I will hand over the name card and ask them to open the door to the forbidden land."

"Come on, what's there to be afraid of?" Huo Liaoye smiled disdainfully.

Although on the way, Li Hui kept hinting to them that the status of the tenth-level Dharma Prime was too high to be ignored easily.

However, as the mother of life, is Princess Ling’s status low? Even if he is burning with fire, he still can't hit him without fail.

If you want to talk about your identity, it's better to show your strength and he might take a high look.

Sensing Huo Liaoye's carelessness, Li Hui didn't say a word, but silently placed his hand on the center of the door.

"The curtain of the sky begins."

As soon as the words fell, endless black energy rushed out, and a strong wind swept in, blowing up the robes and hair of the three people and flying backwards.

But in an instant, the entire stone gate shone with immeasurable brilliance, ripples vibrated, and bits of light gathered and circled, gloomy and psychedelic.

"This is a forbidden place, are you sure you want to enter?"

A loud voice sounded, as if to comfort those who came not to make mistakes.

No one responded, and the door followed its original will and slowly rose upwards.

The boulders rolled down, the darkness dispersed, and the road to the abyss opened, waiting for those who came.

"The one-way seal is open, and those who are sealed cannot leave."

As the gravel fell, Li Hui stepped into it first. Meng Yi and Huo Liaoye looked at each other for a while and then followed.

"Boom!"

The moment the three of them entered the passage, the door to the forbidden place was closed again, completely cutting off everyone's escape.

"The door is closed, we won't be able to get out, right?" Meng Yi said suspiciously.

"Don't worry!" Li Hui waved his hand in vain and explained: "We can only visit for a short time. If we stay too long, we will be kicked out."

"Now, come with me!"

After saying that, Li Hui strode inside while playing with his cane without waiting for Meng Yi and Huo Liaoye to react.

"Hey, Li Hui, why are you walking so fast?" Huo Liaoye frowned and said eagerly: "Wait for us!"

Suddenly, a thick white mist enveloped everyone, blocking everyone's sight and concealing the distortion of the space within.

"It's such a heavy fog..." Meng Yi frowned and waved the rainy night fan, trying to brush it away completely.

Purple light flashed, and the power of the dream covered it. The white mist used to cover it completed its mission and finally disappeared, revealing the true appearance of the space behind it.

And this sight made Meng Yi feel uncontrollably in a trance for a moment.

The majestic moon is suspended in miniature, embellished with the starry sky of the dark night. It is surrounded by stairs at the lower level. The strongest is sitting at the top, and eight figures in black hoods and costumes stand. While hiding nobility, they also appear to be well-proportioned.

The strong sense of oppression subsided, not only Meng Yi, but also Huo Liaoye, who had been arrogant for a long time, gradually became serious.

"Come." Li Hui turned to look at Huo Liaoye and Meng Yi, and said indifferently: "I have seen the tenth level."

"Tenth level, Dharma King..." Meng Yi narrowed his eyes, fearful.

Everything matched what she had seen in Shui Qingli's nightmare, but Meng Yi was not happy at all.

She could feel that these people were all tough, and if she really cooperated with them, it would be like seeking the skin of a tiger!

But now that we have come, do we really want to retreat?

"Hmph!" Unlike Meng Yi, Huo Liaoye only felt a wave of offense and said unconvinced: "They are just a group of forgotten prisoners. If it is longer than that, my flame is one of the most invisible and ancient powers. , I’m afraid it’s not necessarily who has seen whom, right?”

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

All the Dharma ministers were ready to make a move, but because the Dharma King did not express his position, they could only stare at the three people in the hall indifferently without saying a word.

I don't know how much time passed before Dharma King finally raised his head and turned his attention to Huo Liaoye.

"Lord of Fire." The King of France leaned on the throne and sighed: "You were supposed to be as powerful and raging as us."

"The power of fire was originally the object of human worship. But look at you now, how ridiculous you are. No matter how cool you were in the past, you are now controlled and used by humans."

"What?!" Huo Liaoye clenched his fists and said angrily: "That's all nonsense!"

"How can flames be controlled?"

"Since ancient times, fire has been a powerful force that is difficult to control. It is invisible and tangible, and no one can touch it. Even now, it is the same!"

"And you..." Huo Liaoye snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "My real body is locked up here, so what right do you have to laugh at me?"

"Tsk!" Martial God Ling was the first to stand up unbearably, jumped up decisively, and rushed straight towards Huo Liaoye.

"Then let's see if we have the right to laugh at you!"