Like domestic animals kept in cages, powerful creatures are too lazy to care about their thoughts. No, they don't need thoughts.

People who are living day and night, thinking too much will be a burden and will affect the taste of their bodies!

Scattered in this world, and raised to a certain level, they can be taken by powerful creatures and slaughtered at will...

This is the fate of human race in life!

In the blink of an eye, "Xi Qian" looked at Pei Ling again, "Speaking Meng Cui" was a much greater threat than "Crying Cui" and "Xiao Cui"!

Although this human race has never solved "Crying" and "Laughing", as long as the other party still doesn't want to die, this time, it will definitely take action to solve "Shuo Meng"!

So, she saw that the humanoid turned his head and glanced at "Speaking of Dreams", and then pretended that he didn't see anything and continued to do nothing...

"He who stands up will die..."

"He who sits down will also die..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"Dead... all dead... all dead!!"

"Woooooooo..."

"How many layers of human skin do you think he has..."

As time goes by, more and more people are talking in their sleep on the top of the mountain. All kinds of sleep talking are mixed with the more and more intense crying and laughter, making it extremely noisy.

Looking at this completely out-of-control scene, "Xi Qian" was completely stunned.

After that, before she came to her senses, she saw Pei Ling looking directly up at the sky and admiring the cold, crimson moonlight...

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Prehistoric.

The vast wilderness is vast and desolate.

The crimson moonlight fell on the earth, illuminating the vast yellow sand into a trance and bleak state.

The criss-crossing cracks are like a huge spider web covering the entire land.

The auras of celestial arts, spells, supernatural powers, magic weapons, talismans... are mixed like a mess, filling every corner.

Ten short alien ancient immortals stood motionless in this wilderness.

The dark skin color faded quickly; the eyes as bright as the sun suddenly went out; the snakes swimming rapidly in the eyes stopped momentarily; above the ears, there were green snakes like emeralds; colorful clothes, jade belts and soap boots, together with the hands of the leader of the ancient immortal

The ink-colored scepter... all turned into blue and yellow stone in an instant, motionless!

The ethereal and lofty atmosphere unique to "immortals" still lingers in this land. The ten ancient immortals seem to have never existed. It seems that there are only these ten stone sculptures from beginning to end!

The black shirt is hunting in the wind, and the long black hair is flying like a snake.

"Mo Lilan" stood with her sleeves folded, and there were blood stains dripping down her sleeves.

His originally pale face had no trace of blood and looked as pale as paper.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

After a violent cough, "Mo Lilan" opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of dark blood.

After a while, she gradually recovered, and her black and white eyes seemed to reflect a pretty girl in brocade clothes and embroidered skirts, with a quiet demeanor.

When Ji Wu handed this incarnation to her just now, it had already suffered very serious injuries!

Otherwise, with the terrifying strength of this incarnation, she wouldn't need so long in this battle.

You won’t suffer so many injuries!

Just as he was thinking about it, all the injuries on "Mo Lilan's" body, inside and outside, began to recover rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without waiting for all his injuries to recover, he immediately stood up, closed his eyes slightly, carefully sensed the position of his body, and quickly escaped from this place.

The night falls low and the wind blows solemnly.

Among the flying sand and rocks, the blood moon hangs high, and the scarlet moonlight pours down on the whole earth.

Densely packed clear olives, carrying thousands of golden threads, are hanging down.

The stone sculptures of ten ancient immortals stood quietly, making no sound despite the mighty movement of the emperor's fluids slapping their shoulders.

Xunmu's terrifying will was withdrawn and he did not continue to lock on Pei Ling's incarnation.

The night is deep and the wilderness is silent.

Only the blood surged, like a sea of ​​blood, spreading all over the world.

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Prehistoric.

In the void.

The nine-layered palace is suspended quietly, with colorful clouds meandering like ribbons, surrounding it.

One of the side halls.

Even the immortals of the Longbo clan can enter and exit the tall and majestic palace at will.

At this moment, the side hall was empty, without any furnishings, but a plain white curtain hung in the middle.

Then a pair of snow-colored lights were lit, casting a tall figure on the curtain.

The figure was human-like, and seemed to be wearing a complicated crown on its head.

Although the real person is not visible, his mere figure gives people a sense of flawlessness and flawlessness.

That kind of perfection reveals unparalleled majesty.

It seems that the entire world is vying to crawl at its feet, no matter how it is driven, how it can be handled, how it can be manipulated.

This is not because of the power of that figure, nor because of its perfection, nor because of its violence, but purely because it seems to be a matter of course!

Just like the flowers blooming in the spring and the leaves falling in the autumn, it is natural and does not need a reason!

Step, step, step...

Outside the door, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

Not long after, an immortal wearing dark blue clothes and a shark bead tied around his waist walked in quickly.

As the immortal walked, there were several fluffy long tails trailing under his robes. The animal head was like a lion or a tiger, and his eyes were piercing, with no whites, only a faint green.

He walked to the curtain, lifted his robe, knelt on the ground, and said very respectfully: "Immortal Lord, all the invitations from the Ten Thousand Immortals Association have been sent out."

"The venue for this conference has been arranged half a day ago."

"The tributes from all ethnic groups have been prepared."

"Please give me some instructions from the Immortal Lord!"

After hearing this, the person behind the curtain did not respond.

However, the shadow printed on the curtain immediately spoke in a gentle voice and spoke perfectly: "Everything is in order and each does its own thing."

"This fairy gathering is not about feasting."

“It doesn’t have to be complicated.”

"As long as the immortals are here!"

The immortal in blue robes immediately responded: "I will obey the instructions of the immortal!"

Immediately afterwards, he quickly said, "Thousands of immortals will definitely rush to come to the Immortal Lord's invitation!"

The shadow of the Immortal Lord said lightly: "Is there anything else?"

The immortal in cyan robe lowered his head and said, "My lord, there is one more thing."

"Just now, a mortal disobeyed Tianzang and stole Xunmu's immortal position."

"Xiaoxian sent ten immortals to arrest him, but they failed."

"Now that the time in the outside world is chaotic, the trace of that mortal has been lost..."

The shadow of the Immortal Lord said very calmly: "This matter will be postponed."

"Now, it's not just mortals."

"Many righteous immortals who hold immortal positions are also secretly disobeying Tianzang!"

"In this immortal meeting, I am going to deal with all these treasonous things!"

The immortal in blue robes saluted again: "I obey the immortal's instructions!"

The shadow of the Immortal Master stopped speaking.

The immortal waited for a moment, then bowed and left.

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Prehistoric.

The top of the lonely mountain.
To be continued...