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

The expression on Yu Qingwei's face froze.

"This is……?"

"This is the power of creating dreams." Meng Zhou said proudly, "Anyone who really joins our Dagong God Sect and makes contributions can be taught this method."

But Yu Qingwei's mind was completely stunned.

He stared at the dream-making power in Meng Zhou's hand, and a turbulent wave flashed in his heart.

"Both of you, can you join my Migrant God Sect?" Meng Zhou said earnestly, "The Mengling Clan is in crisis. Only the Migrant God Sect, the God of Dream Creation, can save the Mengling Clan!"

It is a great contribution to Meng Zhou to be able to attract two big shots to join the God of Workers.

After all, one of them is a strong member of the Meteor family, and the other looks similar.

It is an absolute contribution to bring in the strong members of the Meteor family.

"Your Excellency Preacher, my friend is a little excited for the time being, and I will give you an answer later, what do you think?" Meteor waved his tearful hand, and the door in the yard opened.

"The door of the Migrant God Sect is always open to the Dream Spirits." Meng Zhou saluted and turned to leave.

Only Yu Qingwei and Liu Xinglei were left in the room.

"How?" Meteor smiled with tears in his eyes.

Up to now, Yu Qingwei was still shocked in his heart.

"No, it's impossible, why?"

Yu Qing was slightly confused.

The power of creating dreams, in his perception, is somewhat similar to the power of dream spirits.

However, the personality is far higher than the power of the dream spirit.

In the dream-making power, Yu Qingwei even felt a void.

This kind of emptiness is what the Mengling clan has been pursuing for tens of millions of years.

"Falseness really exists. Is my perception wrong, or the saint is also wrong."

Yu Qing was slightly confused.

This mess is like being on Blue Star.

Someone told Xu Chen that the Han Dynasty did not actually exist, that human beings have three legs, and that the mobile phone he used was not actually a technological creation, but a special kind of creature.

"When I first found out that the power of dream creation exists, I was as shocked as you. My suspicions were all illusions." Meteor's tearful eyes sparkled with divine light.

"As far as I know, if you practice Xiaomeng's three thousand methods to the third level, you will be able to return to dreamland.

Or, if you make a certain contribution to the God of Workers, you can also get the qualification to return to dreamland. "

"Returning to dreamland, is the real transformation from real to virtual?" Yu Qingwei was shocked, "Who is the dream-making god? Could it be said that there really is a god!"

What even the saints said did not exist turned from reality to fiction, and it actually appeared.

That is to say, the Dream Spirit Clan can be saved?

As long as they can turn from real to virtual, the dream spirit clan can escape the disaster.

"Not only is there salvation, but it will definitely rise again, and revenge may not be impossible!" Meteor's tearful eyes flashed sharply.

"Yes!" Yu Qingwei was very excited, "It is feasible to transform from reality to fiction, and it is definitely possible to transform from fiction to reality. As long as we achieve the true transformation of fiction and reality, our Mengling clan can even produce great emperors and saints!"

"It's just, who is the God of Dreams?" Meteor's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

……

Among the gods.

The concealment formation was cast, and a light curtain suddenly appeared.

Miaozhen, who was weaving the feather coat, paused, her face showed an excited expression.

"You came?"

Miaozhen stood up, her plump body seemed to be completely squeezed into Xu Chen's body.

The time in the dream spirit space passes much faster than the outside world.

Miaozhen, who has been lonely for tens of thousands of years, has developed an incomparable attachment to Xu Chen even though she is the noble Princess of the Divine Phoenix.

After a long time, Xu Chen and Miaozhen's lips parted.

Miaozhen's face was blushing, and her hands were extremely dishonest: "I want..."

"Stop." Xu Chen stopped Miaozhen.

Miaozhen had a puzzled look on her face.

It was like a cat that was eating was interrupted.

Desire and dissatisfaction.

"I brought you something." Xu Chen said with a gentle voice.

"A gift?" Miaozhen was excited, with an ambiguous look on her face, "Do you want me to change into other clothes?"

Having been with Xu Chen for so long, she naturally knows Xu Chen's hobbies.

She is not like a noble phoenix, but like a little milk cat, constantly courting and pleasing Xu Chen.

Of course, Xu Chen couldn't break her defense.

"...Don't think about it." Xu Chen was slightly speechless, did he have such an lsp?

Xu Chen put his arms around Miaozhen's waist, went up, and stopped.

"it is this!"

Suddenly, a pill appeared in Xu Chen's hand.

The elixir is big and white, but it is far inferior to the uproar on Miaozhen's chest.

"Could it be that you want to take medicine to cheer you up?"

A charming smile appeared on Miaozhen's face.

"This pill...is for you."

"Is it?"

"I found a method that seems to be able to heal you.

The premise is that you need to take this pill. "

"Ah..." There was a warm feeling in Miaozhen's heart.

She took the pill without any hesitation, and directly swallowed it into her stomach.

For Xu Chen, she had absolute trust.

Even if she felt bad breath from this pill, she would swallow it.

Of course, Xu Chen couldn't even break through her defense, let alone poison her.

"Restrain your breath." Xu Chen said.

Miaozhen heard the words and did as Xu Chen said.

Her legs were crossed, her clothes were half undone, and her smooth and plump thighs showed even more curves.

Suddenly, Miaozhen had a look of surprise on her face.

"This elixir... the dead energy in my body... the power of the dream spirit... the spirit essence, calmed down!"

In fact, Miaozhen was already a dead phoenix.

However, her father and mother, two great powers, continued her life with great strength.

Now, there are all kinds of energy in her body, which is extremely chaotic.

These energies are running around in Miaozhen's body.

For Miaozhen, this has a great impact, but not much impact.

After all, Phoenix is ​​going to die, do you still care about this chaos?

However, she doesn't care.

This kind of chaos cannot be calmed down.

After all, there is too much in it.

Only the strongest can take action to calm down.

At this moment, these energies have calmed down and become quiet, reaching a certain balance.

In the lower realm, there was such a pill, how could she not be shocked.

This kind of chaotic spiritual energy does not have much effect on Miaozhen's life and death, but it will make her suffer all the time.

At this moment, the pain disappeared, and tenderness flashed in Miaozhen's heart.

"Thank you husband."

Miaozhen put her arms around Xu Chen again, her face full of joy: "Be more intense..."

"Don't." Xu Chen stopped Miaozhen again.

"Do not move."

"what?"

Miaozhen obediently stood still, like a sculpture.

"I'll help you...to survive now!"

A serious look appeared on Xu Chen's face.

At this moment, Xu Chen's figure also changed.

A vast aura emanated from Xu Chen's body.

"This is……"

Miaozhen was stunned.

Xu Chen's hand fell on Miaozhen's head.

In Miaozhen's eyes, there is endless whiteness and endless emptiness.

The dream-making power kept gushing out from Xu Chen's fingers into Miaozhen's body.

Miaozhen could feel that her body had undergone tremendous changes.

"This is... from reality to fiction!"

"What father and mother asked for turned out to be true!"

"Husband actually turned from real to virtual methods!"

Miaozhen is the only princess of the Feng and Huang clans.

She naturally knows, from real to virtual, almost non-existent.

The sage, her father, and even her mother felt that they did not exist.

However, the father is still full of hope and seeks a chance for her.

As a result, it turned out, there was no life.

At this moment, she saw a glimmer of life in her husband.

Countless amounts of dream-making power poured into Miaozhen's body.

Xu Chen looked serious, like a mighty god.

Miaozhen's strength is extremely strong, and the dream-making power needed is also massive.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Miaozhen kept looking at Xu Chen, with love, admiration and deep attachment in her eyes.

"Dream space!"

Xu Chen spoke.