Chapter 670

The main hall of the palace.

Looking at Qin Huan, who was lying on the bed with a fainter breath, Ximen said in a deep voice: "OK, let's start."

He raised his hand and pointed it down. The space immediately started to ripple. It was like a lake that was blown and wrinkled. It spread out until it covered the whole hall.

These spatial ripples, with a strong ability to imprison, completely isolate the internal and external air engines and cannot be perceived by the outside world.

Under the mask of Yan Luo's dark gold, her eyes suddenly lit up, her breath rose rapidly, her long skirt was calm and automatic, just like a coming God.

Lifting hands, white and delicate five fingers, the wheel of samsara emerged, it slowly turned, making a "boom" huge sound, deep and heavy.

That feeling, just like the grinding plate, has been imposed with a very strong suppression force, and now every inch of rotation requires a huge amount of power.

"The head of the Taoism hall, with the strength of both of us, can only summon the soul for one hour. If his majesty can't wake up..."

If you can't wake up, you can't wake up, and you're in perpetual sleep.

"We believe that he will wake up!" said Simon Qin Huan, as he saw, was destined to shine brightly and become the existence of nine days and ten places. How could he die.

Yan Luo nodded, the rotation speed of the wheel between the five fingers suddenly accelerated, and the roar broke out in an instant when there were obstacles.

A ray of light, from the wheel of samsara, appears in black and white, covering Qin Huan's body.

……

Long and long dream, Qin Huan fell into it deeply. He could not wake up from it no matter how he struggled.

In the dream, he was born in a huge courtyard, and his status seems to be very noble.

But somehow, he could not see any face in his dream, including the kind men and women who should be called his parents.

Being in a dream is like an isolated spectator, and the whole dream is only repeated from birth to the age of four.

Over and over again, Qin Huan began to feel uneasy from the initial curiosity, because the world in the dream was becoming more and more blurred with the constant repetition.

Originally, I just couldn't see people's faces clearly. The sound and surrounding scenes were very clear. But gradually the sound disappeared and the scene in my dream began to twist.

Even, he saw with his own eyes that a person in a dream was directly swallowed up by the distorted and broken space.

After that, no matter how Qin Huan looked for it, he could not find the existence of this man in his repeated dreams.

So he decided that the collapsed dream world, the swallowed dream people, had completely disappeared.

Qin Huan was not sure what the news meant, but he could instinctively feel the cold and cruel atmosphere.

If he is swallowed by the broken dream world, I'm afraid it will be the same But that never means waking up from a dream.

The dream world became more and more unstable, and even the huge houses began to become fragmented. Qin Huan was trapped in one piece of debris. He tried every way to leave and finally failed.

"Shall I die in this strange dream?"

Standing in the courtyard, Qin Huan looked down at himself, shrunk into a child's palm, and his voice was bitter.

Suddenly, a roar came into Qin Huan's ear. Qin Huan didn't care about it at first, because the broken dream world would often make a similar sound with the collapse of space.

But soon he realized the difference, because the sound was not around, but from the top of his head!

Qin Huan raised his head abruptly, and saw the shadow of a round of black grinding plate in the twisted and broken sky, now looming.

"Reincarnation!"

When Qin Huan was happy, he was absorbed and soon determined that the millstone was not a dream world. The continuous traction force is released from the shadow of the heaven's reincarnation grinding disk. When Qin Ning's existence is detected, it quickly converges.

Qin Huan was not surprised but pleased when his consciousness was shaken. He knew that reincarnation was to help his consciousness escape from this strange dream.

A transparent Qin Huan appeared from the body of the dream child, but at this time, the child suddenly screamed with pain, and the next moment his eyes directly turned gray.

"This is your home. If you don't stay here, where are you going?"

He raised his hand and grabbed Qin Huan's transparent figure. It was icy and cold, which quickly eroded into it.

Hum -

hum -

the traction force around Qin Huan seems to suffer from corrosion and weaken rapidly.

Even above the dome of the head, a layer of white frost appeared on the surface of the rotating wheel.

It seems that together with it, they will be completely frozen by the cold force that invades Qin Huan's body.

……

Holy palace.

In the main hall, the temperature in the air dropped wildly. Qin Huan, lying on the bed, had a frost white color on the surface of his body.Standing nearby, he urged Ximen Gucheng and Yan Luo, who were all in their power, to change their faces at the same time.

They clearly felt that the absolute cold breath, like a snake swimming in the dark, penetrated into the two people.

"No!"

The west gate alone city a blood gushes out, this blood did not fall, instead directly burns in the midair.

In the blood flame, a rune appeared, which released the bleeding light and shrouded him and Yan Luo.

The icy breath that invades the body is immediately suppressed, but no matter Ximen lonely city or Yan Luo, there is no half happiness on his face.

For at this moment, the rune that emerges from the blood flame is quivering with a very small and astonishing amplitude.

Click -

Click -

a slight sound is constantly coming out of the rune, and there are dense cracks on its surface.

Pa -

runes are broken. From the beginning to the end, they only maintain less than three breaths.

The lonely city of Ximen groaned, and blood flowed from the corners of its mouth. Before the blood dripped, it became dark.

In the main hall, the wind suddenly rose out of the sky, whimpering, and cold and fierce.

As if, in the endless nothingness, there is a pair of cold eyes that have locked the two.

Yan Luo said in a deep voice, "Lord of the Taoism hall, his Majesty the devil emperor is not right. We are afraid of getting into trouble!"

The lonely city of Ximen gnawed his teeth, "this is the end of the matter. You and I must not stop now, or today is the death of Qin Huan!"

Yan Luo wryly smiles, "even if you and I insist, when can we support?"

Ximen lonely city takes a deep breath, "I will never give up until I reach the limit I still firmly believe that Qin Huan will not die! "

In the main hall, the temperature keeps decreasing. What it freezes is not the body of flesh and blood, but the soul and consciousness in it.

……

In the dream world, Qin Huan's consciousness turned around and contacted with the sight of his young child. His heart suddenly throbbed.

Because, this young child is very much what he looked like when he was a child.

Is this really his childhood?

Why is this strange dream born?