Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

Once you leave the dream spirit space, you will truly die.

Meteor Tears looked at the pious crowd, and sighed inwardly.

Shenxu is not the dream spirit clan's hope.

It's just that the hope of a few tribesmen is missing.

After all, they have been worshiping Shenxu.

Shenxu is also constantly strengthening Dream City to resist the catastrophe.

But it won't be long before Dream City will be breached under the catastrophe.

All clansmen will perish.

There are only a small number of people, or no more than a hundred people.

You will be eligible to enter the God Market.

That would be the only way out for the Mengling clan.

"Now, start worshiping." The old woman said.

All the dream spirits turned serious.

All the people present stepped forward one after another.

They each sat on a futon.

The positions of the people formed a strange formation.

The old woman sat in the middle.

"Worship!"

"Dream!"

"Ascension!"

Words came out of the old woman's mouth.

The movements of the hands of all the people present were constantly changing, forming mysterious handprints.

Countless dream spirit powers were drawn from the dream spirit space and slowly poured into the Shenxu.

The entire dream city is like a petri dish.

"From real to virtual."

The old woman drank loudly.

The power of many dream spirits has undergone special changes and entered the God Market.

In the Shenxu.

in the coffin.

Goddess has no strands.

Countless dream spirit powers washed over her body.

The goddess opened her eyes, her eyes fell on her beautiful body, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Her last remaining piece of clothing also disappeared.

In other words, she was stripped naked!

However, she didn't know who stripped them off.

"hateful."

The goddess was ashamed and angry.

However, she couldn't help it.

"I now……"

She looked at her body and was complicated inside.

She was already a dead person.

If it wasn't for the parents, they would have set up this dream formation.

She is long dead.

But now, she is just like a living dead.

The current Dream Spirit Clan has less and less background.

In the end, she will also perish.

"From real to virtual...it doesn't exist..."

The goddess sighed.

Death is destiny.

Even if her father and mother are at the pinnacle of the world, they can't save her at all.

Through a certain opportunity, her father deduced that there is a possibility of turning from reality to fiction.

So, she came to the dream spirit clan.

However, tens of thousands of years have passed.

From real to virtual, it doesn't exist.

Even the Dream Spirit Clan, who claim to be the closest to illusion among the heavens and worlds, can't do it.

The goddess understands that her own years cannot live for too long.

In Dream City.

The old woman and the others poured a lot of dream spirit power into the God Market.

At this moment, their faces were already pale.

"Please God Market!"

The old woman spoke.

Suddenly, a hole appeared in the Shenxuan.

Three drops of blood flew out.

On the blood, exudes a terrifying breath.

"This is the blood of the fake scorpion!"

An excited look appeared on Yu Qingwei's face.

"It's ten years old." Meteor Tears had neither sadness nor joy on his face.

To them, the blood of the fake scorpion can be said to be extremely precious.

Once the apocalypse has fully erupted, the incantation reaches its peak.

Even if Meteor Tears regained its peak strength, it would not be able to escape for a day.

However, with the blood of the fake scorpion, their quorum identities would be obscured.

This drop of fake blood can cover up for ten years.

That is to delay the curse for ten years.

Ten years later, still dead.

Every time they worship the Shenxu, they will get the blood of the false phoenix, or the blood of the false phoenix.

A lot has been accumulated, but for the Meng Ling family, for the long years, it is no different from a drop in the bucket.

……

"Is this the God of Worker Sect?" The woman looked left and right, with a strange expression on her face.

The woman's name is Liuxingxue, and she is a young lady of the Liuxing family.

Originally, she should not have come in contact with Dagongshen this time.

However, she has been begging people in the family to get this opportunity.

"Yeah." Meteor Show had a serious face, as if his face was paralyzed, "Xue'er, don't talk later, do you understand?"

"Understood, Uncle Xiu." Meteor Snow stuck out her tongue, not paying attention.

"Uncle Xiu, do you think this dream-making god really exists, or is it a fake?"

"...I don't know." Meteor Show shook his head, he picked up a glass of water and drank it down.

"If it really exists, you said that the God of Dreams is as powerful as the ancestor when he was at his peak?" Meteor Snow looked curious.

There was a trace of respect in Meteor Show's eyes.

The ancestor of the Meteor family, Meteor Tears, is a real strong man.

It can be said that at the peak of the dream spirit clan tens of thousands of years ago, the ancestors were all well-known strong men.

"Perhaps...not." Meteor Show was extremely enthusiastic about the ancestor.

"It's not as powerful as the ancestor, so what are you talking about to save the Mengling clan." Meteor Snow had a hint of willfulness on his face.

Meteor show looked at this junior, but finally did not speak.

"It's a pity... everyone in the wild city... will die." While being willful, Meteor Snow also has the compassion of the Dream Spirit Clan.

The catastrophe is coming soon.

The entire wild city will become a purgatory.

Countless waves of monsters attacked, and these clansmen would perish.

Meteor Snow couldn't stop these.

Tread.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came.

Wu Changlong in a golden robe appeared.

Wu Changlong had a calm look on his face.

"You two, I've been waiting for a long time."

"I've seen the high priest." Meteor Xiu got up.

"You two, what's the point of coming to my God of Worker's Church?" Wu Changlong remained calm.

Ever since I saw the envoy descend.

Even if the catastrophe is getting closer, he has no fear.

Behind him is the God of Dreams.

Moreover, he practiced "Three Thousand Little Dreams", and his strength continued to improve.

"I represent Dream City, Meteor City." Meteor Show said, "I want to meet... the God of Dreams!"

Meteor City is the largest city in Dream City.

Among all the city lords of Dream City, Meteor Tears is the most powerful.

When mentioning the God of Dreams, Wu Changlong showed respect.

"My god, whoever wants to see it can see it."

Meteor show understands that Wu Changlong is refusing.

"High Priest, I understand that what the Migrant Worker Sect and the God of Dreams want is to save the Dreamlings.

Today, we, Dream City, also want to avoid catastrophe.

We've done some research on catastrophes.

Perhaps, the God of Dreams can come out to meet with us and discuss how to deal with the catastrophe. "

Meteor Show's words are very sincere.

This is indeed what he came here for.