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In the dream of the river, Mu Xingtian had completely exposed himself and told him everything that he should and should not have.

Resentment, hatred, killing intent … they all poured out in torrents!

It was all a dream anyway, what was there to be afraid of?

But when Chu Yang said "is that so?", it made him suspicious.

Zhang Yan had told him that these dreams were safe. Although he felt that Zhang Yan had problems, he would have no problems passing through them.

Just like the other secret realms he had encountered.

The question was, in this dream of rivers, did Chu Yang exist?

If there was one, it would be very weak.

If he didn't, it meant that the dream had changed. He was the one who brought Chu Yang here.

As he thought about it, Mu Xingtian coldly said, "You were brought here by me, so I have you. Without me, you are nothing!"

Chu Yang smiled, "Do you know that this is a dream?"

"Of course, these are all dreams! You are also part of the dream! "

"I know what this dream is, but there are only two possibilities for me to pass through and obtain this lucky chance. The first is that I am strong and that I am able to enter this dream as if I was drinking wine, only my lucky chance remains."

The other is that he's not strong enough. He thinks that he's someone who's awake from a dream, but in reality, he's been tricked. "

Mu Xingtian sneered, "Are you saying that I'm not strong? What a joke, I'm just drinking alcohol right now, and you're my lucky chance! "

"Then come and kill me!"

"Of course I want to kill you!"

Mu Xingtian charged again and was still killed in his dreams. However, just as the machete was about to land on Chu Yang's body, Mu Xingtian let out a tiger's roar.

His thoughts were perfect.

As long as Chu Yang had a moment of dizziness, then all of his dream killing intent would explode from Chu Yang's body. Even if Chu Yang didn't want to die, he wouldn't be able to do so.

But the truth was always so cruel and unyielding!

The moment he let out the tiger's roar, the roar rebounded and resounded in his mind.

If his roar was that of a tiger.

The howling that came back was Tiger's Dagger and Tiger King's Dagger.

There was even the sound of a dragon singing!

Puff puff puff …

Mu Xingtian's ears, eyes, and nose were all frantically splashing blood.

Moreover, he could faintly feel that the root-like voice seemed to have been shaken to the core, and had undergone some changes.

Then, the fading sound grew louder and louder.

Mu Xingtian pointed at Chu Yang and roared, "Who the hell are you?"

"Didn't you say that I was just dreaming?"

"Are you a dream or not?"

"Guess!"

Puff …

Mu Xingtian spat out a mouthful of blood. Upon seeing Chu Yang walking towards him, his killing intent surged. Mu Xingtian was a little flustered. "What are you planning to do?"

"Kill you."

"You can't kill me, you can't! "Zhang Yan said that these dreams are all safe. There's no danger. You can't kill me!"

"I killed you, you don't know. As for your life, of course it's safe! This lucky chance, I can also give it to you! "

The more Mu Yangtian listened, the more confused he got. What "you who you don't know about"?

The most important thing was that after killing him, his dream hadn't passed yet. How could he survive?

At this time, Chu Yang's sword slashed down.

A drop of blood flowed from Mu Xingtian's forehead.

Then, the dream was broken.

The river was gone.

Mu Xingtian stared at the river beneath his feet, unable to recover for a moment.

He remembered everything that had happened in the dream.

Chu Yang had killed him, but he was not dead.

In his mind, there was a new martial skill, the Eastward Rivers.

This was the chance of the dream of the river.

Chu Yang really gave it to him?

Was the Chu Yang in that dream real or fake?

What was going on?

Mu Xingtian couldn't understand, so he didn't think about it anymore. He had already gotten his hands on the opportunity.

The map that Zhang Yan had given him and the safe dream that was written on it, he had already experienced it all.

If he had obtained so many benefits in the past, he wouldn't have taken the risk and would have backed out. He would have waited for the killing to happen before joining in to kill Chu Yang.

However, when he saw Chu Yang, he heard a mysterious voice that he still didn't understand.

He still wanted to take a gamble!

He entered other dreams to see what dangers were inside, and then to hear if there were any faint sounds coming from within.

Not long after, Mu Xingtian, who was sitting on a rock, suddenly entered his dreamland.

In this dream, there was a mountain that could not be seen.

On the mountain, thousands of stones were tumbling down madly.

Each rock was at least the equivalent of a Greencloud realm martial artist's strike.

Terrible, deadly.

At this time, he had already forgotten that this was a dream. The panic in his eyes was the panic of facing a deadly danger.

As the boulder tumbled down, another deep sound echoed.

But Mu Xingtian didn't remember hearing it before.

He did not give it much thought, nor did he put up any defenses. The seed that had appeared out of nowhere was now sprouting and taking root.

While Mu Xingtian was dreaming, Chu Yang walked in front of the stone.

Within the Myriad Dream Secret Realm, if someone were to dream, no one would be able to see them.

But Chu Yang could see it, he could even see the dream of Mu Xingtian.

Because this was his territory.

He had already taken over more than half of the Myriad Dream Secret Realm.

Previously, Chu Yang had given the dream of the river to Mu Xingtian. Mu Xingtian thought that Chu Yang would be very foolish, but he did not know that Chu Yang was extremely familiar with the 'Great River to the East' technique.

This attack was created by him.

To the east of the Great River, the phrase from the east slope of the earth — to the east of the Great River to roam about.

In the past, he didn't use this move because he wanted to avoid anyone tracking him down. He knew that the War God from 900 years ago wasn't dead yet.

However, after passing through the secret realm, there were many things that he could use.

If he didn't kill Mu Xingtian, he would play chess.

In other words, he would be able to make the best use of the situation.

This was a true opportunity. At a critical moment, it would give everyone a huge surprise, especially when so many people came to kill him.

At this moment, Chu Yang saw a large boulder rain down on Mu Xingtian's body.

Mu Xingtian was indeed extraordinary. He immediately executed his cultivation techniques, such as Dreaming Kill, Tiger Roar, or Eastward River, and unleashed all of his trump cards.

Most of the stones had been destroyed.

However, there was one stone that was only the size of a thumb flying towards his forehead.

Mu Xingtian was panic-stricken to the extreme. He had already smelled death's aura and wanted to block it, but he didn't have the time.

"Am I going to die just like that?"

When Mu Xingtian was in despair, the hidden sound in his mind began to stir. An invisible sound wave shot out and shattered the stone.

He had survived.

At the same time, he passed through the dream.

Mu Xingtian had received another killing move — a giant boulder falling from the sky!

Then, he tried to recall the scene in his dream.

The dreams he had experienced before would appear clearly in his mind if he thought about them.

But now, there were many things he couldn't remember.

He was just like an ordinary person. If he were to have a dream, he would forget a lot after waking up.

However, there was another point that Mu Xingtian remembered very clearly.

That was the voiceless voice!

"This thing actually saved my life. Could it be that this mysterious sound was given to me by Dreamscape or was it not Zhang Yan's hands and feet?"

Could it be that the Voice of Ethereal Light was the true chance of Dreamscape?

And I am the love of the secret plane? "

Mu Xingtian laughed. If that was the case, his strength would surely soar.

In that case, he would have to experience more dreams.

More dreams, more opportunities.

From one dream after another, Mu Xingtian became more and more convinced that he was the son of the secret realm's favorite.

This was because no matter what great danger they encountered, as long as they used the Voice of Ethereal Light, they would be able to eliminate the danger.

He dreamed even more!

What he did not know was that every time he used the Voice of Hell, the number of sprouts he produced would increase.

He was drawing techniques, opening the leaves.

It became more and more lush!

The more roots he had, the more he would be imprisoned!

While Mu Xingtian's cultivation was insanely close to the Heavenly Passage Realm, Chu Yang had passed through many mystic realms and was walking towards the Thousand Autumn Dream.

Zhang Yan got the news and was extremely anxious.

This was because the Third Prince, Su Mengze, and the people from the Spirit Sword Sect had not come yet.

If there was no one to stop him, then Chu Yang would have passed through a thousand years of great dreams and obtained a great opportunity within. If that happened, the situation would be dire.

"I hope they arrive earlier!"

Perhaps because the heavens had heard Zhang Yan's call, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yan like a meteor.

The various defenses that Zhang Yan had set up were completely useless.

This person released his aura, making it so that Zhang Yan couldn't breathe.

"Where is Chu Yang?"

"I wonder who sire is …"

"There's an old dog by the third prince's side!"

"Greetings, Sir!"

Zhang Yan quickly lowered his head, bent down, and respectfully said, "He's in the four mystic realm. Moreover, he's about to take the greatest lucky chance in the mystic realm!"

"Send me in!"

"Yes, my lord!"

As Zhang Yan led the way, Uncle Shi asked, "The third prince still needs a dog. Are you willing to bite for the third prince?"

"I'm willing, I'm willing!" Zhang Yan nodded his head, "I sent the news to the third prince because I want to be his dog!"

"Very well, then control Mu Xingtian. Once I've killed Chu Yang, we'll bring him back to the third prince and await his orders."

"I definitely won't disappoint you, milord."

Zhang Yan lowered his posture and really didn't think of himself as a human being. However, when Uncle Shi entered the four-sided secret realm and walked towards the Grand Dream, Zhang Yan smiled.

Since the Third Prince had come, Su Mengze and the Spirit Sword Sect wouldn't be far away.

Indeed, it was not far.

Just as Zhang Yan returned to his room, two more people landed. They were Su Mengze and Uncle Hai.

Su Mengze asked, "Where is Su Mengqing?"

"In the city of Vengeance, the people from the Four Directions Tower have been keeping an eye on him! If Young Master Meng Ze wants him, I will immediately get someone to bring him here! "

"No need! Su Mengqing was a trash. If she wanted to kill him, she could kill him. Sooner or later, it would all be the same. Now, I have to kill Chu Yang first! "

"Chu Yang is about to go to the Thousand-Autumn Dream. I'll bring Young Master Mengze!"

"Since you're being so tactful, I'll give you a chance to be my blade. Do you want me to?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Yan's face was filled with joy, "To be able to become the blade of the Su Clan's Young Master, I am willing to die!"

"You flatter me pretty well!"

Su Mengze was very happy. After entering the secret realm, Uncle Hai said, "There's something wrong with this Zhang Yan! "This coordination is a little too excessive!"

"The name of the Su Clan at Dongting Lake, it can intimidate many people! Besides, I'm not like Su Mengqing. Would Zhang Yan dare to refuse?

Of course, the most important thing is, even if Zhang Yan had a problem with it, if the two of us attacked together, would Zhang Yan still be able to turn the sky upside down? "

Su Mengze was abnormally confident.

Outside, the Sword Son of the Spirit Sword Sect had arrived!