"Husband, some tragic scenes of ghost death have emerged around the dream world." Mengya said anxiously.

Ning Caichen felt a little nervous. He would not be afraid even if he did something real and shot. He would really have a kind of fear in the face of strange sounds.

Three thousand to the original world, the long rivers are surrounded by the tragic scene of ghosts and souls scattered!

In the dream world, time is a thousand years in a flash, and the scene of Voice's tragic death is constantly replaying, making Voice crazy, bringing it in, being slaughtered again and again, and being scattered again and again. This is abusive treatment that destroys the soul.

Ning Caichen felt the thoughts of Honk dissipated, and guessed that the invisible energy was dissipating.

"Husband, you are so great! Hi, haha!"

Ning Caichen was shocked!

Mengya came out and appeared in the dream world. Her outstanding posture fascinated Ning Caichen. Her pretty face that was so beautiful that she was suffocating, she forgot the time and her thoughts paused.

The person who was longing for the day and night appeared, and the feeling of longing erupted like a volcanic sleeve.

"What are you?" Voice screamed.

The picture disappeared.

Mengya's delicate body was absorbing a strange energy. Ning Caichen just felt Mengya's delicate body was absorbing energy, and the rest could not be sensed.

"If you dare to attack my husband, you will be destined to become a Xi. I hope you will come again. I will definitely not disappoint you at that time and will definitely turn you into a wild place." Mengya said angrily.

When a person dies, a ghost dies, a ghost dies, a voice dies, and a hope dies, and a hope dies.

"You cultivators cannot kill the Voice. If I can come out, I will be destined to recast the supreme path." Voice screamed, still unwilling to accept it, not believing that Mengya could destroy it.

"Hihehe! I have been searching for so long and traveling through countless space-time planes, but I can't find the existence of Holy. Today I finally met me. What the ancestors said is right, Holy Holy is the best energy of our races. Holy!" Meng Ya said with a giggle.

"Are you Xi? Or Yi?" Hoov screamed in horror!

Ning Caichen's heart sank, and even his voice was hard to be resurrected. If it were Xi Heyi, even if he practiced to the ultimate realm of the Great Dao, he might not have resurrected Xi Heyi.

"I am not Xi, nor Yi. Any ghost or something like that is blasphemy to me," Mengya said seriously.

Ning Caichen breathed a sigh of relief.

"So you are from the legend...ah! I was fooled." Voice let out a shrill scream.

Ning Caichen felt that when his body relaxed, which danger disappeared.

What kind of existence does Mengya exist?

Why can't I hear the voice? But I'm dead?

"Husband, it's millions of times harder than voice to resurrect me." Mengya said sadly.

"No matter how difficult it is, I will resurrect you." Ning Caichen still identified that way, without retreating at all.

"Husband, I'm sorry, I can't tell you what race I am. When you see it, I'll die immediately after saying it. So you don't have a certain level. Once you know my race name, you will die." Meng Ya said apologetically.

"Will you disappear?" Ning Caichen said worriedly.

"No, now you can resurrect the little fox." Mengya was very happy, after all, Ning Caichen cared about her so much.

Ning Caichen was extremely shocked and did not expect Mengya to absorb the energy of the sound to wake up.

What race is so powerful that the energy of devouring Holy is powerful?
Chapter completed!