Chapter 642 Dreaming

"I think Wang Ziyue is too unconfidence." Sima Jin said in a fixed tone.

"What do you say?" An Bochen asked.

"He said to his brother Wang Zishan that the Qinger Master is not the woman who only value prestige and power as Wang Zishan imagined. But in Wang Ziyue's heart, he was not sure that he had no confidence in himself or Qinger. Therefore, for a long time, he had not dared to tell Qinger that he had the shadow of Wang Zishan. Simajin said and sighed, "When Wang Zishan used his identity to do that unforgivable thing, Wang Ziyue was both regretful and guilty. In the face of Qinger, who was as cold as a stranger, he could only break his teeth and swallow his stomach, and he was even more afraid to tell the truth."

"With the cultivation strength of the two of them now, they are well-deserved strong men of the mysterious fairyland. Why do they need to pretend to be the other and can't see the light?" An Bochen said.

"That's because the fact that there is only one Wang Ziyue has long been deeply rooted. As the first image of Prince Yue's Heavenly Palace becomes more and more popular, he has become a symbol. Neither they nor the Heavenly Emperor's Heavenly Palace can tolerate change. Simajin said and laughed, "This is the stable power. It is cultivated to the extreme, but there is a power to dominate the world."

"Isn't that not suitable for you to practice?" An Bochen asked with a smile.

"Who said that women can't dominate the world?" Simajin countered. She looked at Prince Mountain, which was fixed by the picture, and said, "What I hate most is this Prince Mountain. As you just said, with his cultivation and strength, he has long been able to become the real first general of the heavenly palace, but he has to rely on his eldest brother to obstruct the happiness of Wang Ziyue for his sick temperament.

"Maybe it's a habit I've developed since childhood." An Bochen said.

Since the two have seen the beginning and end of all this, their curiosity has been satisfied, and naturally there is no need to stay in their dreams.

"Dream back!"

An Bochen whispered. The dream of Wang Zishan was like a page opened by the wind. He turned back. In a short time, he turned to the dream of Wang Zishan's conspiracy to frame Wang Ziyue.

"Open the door of the dream!"

An Bochen called again and saw a realistic dream like the real world. Suddenly, a magnificent city gate appeared out of thin air. There were big characters clearly written on the gate - dream world. The realm of the underworld.

"It's interesting. It's my first time to shuttle through the real world through dreams. It turns out that there is still a door in your dream. Simajin said with a smile.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a earth-shocking sound from behind the two of them, as if a giant was rushing towards here.

The two looked back and saw that it was the giant ape who first climbed on the Fairy Buddha Mountain. It was staring at An Bochen and Simajin with grin, with angry flames in its eyes and fiercely rushed at them.

"This is..." Simajin was stunned.

"It's a dream to bless God. The dream god has become bigger again and full of hostility to the invaders, which shows that Wang Zishan is about to wake up. An Bochen said in a hurry. As he spoke, he had hugged Simajin and flew to the tall wall.

The gate was suddenly pushed open, and there was a golden sunshine outside the gate. As soon as An Bochen and Sima Jin got into the sun, the wall behind them collapsed into pieces with the gate.

The sun gradually darkened, and after a short period of darkness, An Bochen and Sima Jin saw the dark and surging sea water, as well as the red light and blue clouds on the high spire.

"If Wang Zishan wakes up and we haven't come out of his dream, what will happen?"

Standing on a reef on Guiyi Island, the sea breeze blew Sima Jin's skirt. She took a deep breath, then held back, looked at the temple in the distance, and asked An Bochen.

"If it is a real immortal or a real immortal, whether he wakes up or not, I can go in and out freely. If it were Xuanxian, it's hard to say. Maybe he will be trapped in his dream. He can't come out until he sleeps next time. An Bochen replied, and his voice changed: "It's time for us to find Master Qinger and the real Wang Ziyue now. It's better to tell Master Qinger about Wangzishan, which can save a lot of trouble."

"That's right." Simajin nodded and said that she would not care whether Prince Yue Le was unhappy or embarrassed.

But when the two set foot on Guiyi Island, they were suddenly stunned, but found that the people on the island were significantly less than the previous one. The two made a judgment based on the breath of practitioners emanating from the island, which made them feel that there was no mysterious fairy breath that they could not guess, but there were three or four true fairy breaths, and the rest were all the breaths below the sixth heavens.

"Who is coming? Oh... It's you! Hong Xuan, a disciple of the Underworld, participated in the two laymen!"

It was not until An Bochen and Sima Jin walked to the ninety-ninth floor of the church hall that they were found by the island patrolling disciples. When An Bochen defeated Wang Ziyue with great power that day, these female disciples all saw it in their eyes. Although An Bochen's appearance was not amazing, his ethereal temperament with his strength was enough to make you Many female disciples in the underworld religion who can't see men all year round are moved. Fortunately, they also still remember Simajin.

"Where is your master?" Simajin asked.

"The master led the elders and guardians to the Heavenly Palace to participate in the peach conference." The female believer who claimed to be Hongxuan said happily, with a pale face. Her cultivation was also in the real fairyland, and nine times out of ten, she was the leader of the island patrol.

Peach Conference?

An Bochen and Simajin looked at each other and looked strange at the same time.

Today's heavenly emperors are competing to close each other, and the world is in chaos. Where can there be any peach conference? Moreover, Prince Mountain, as the first general of the Heavenly Palace, also appeared in the North Sea, which was obviously a conspiracy.

It seemed to find that An Bochen and Simajin did not believe it. The female believer described the scene when the heavenly messenger came that day. Simajin listened and suddenly asked, "But Wang Ziyue came with the angel?"

"Yes." The female believer replied.

"Didn't Wang Ziyue do something to hurt your religion? Why did your master believe him? Simajin asked again.

"It used to be..." Hong Xuan's eyes were slightly gloomy, and then he looked up and said, "However, Mr. Wang Ziyue also explained that in those years, it was his practice that he went crazy and ate the elixir by mistake. Some people in the Heavenly Palace can testify. Besides, Mr. Wang Ziyue brought a lot of panacea from Tiangong this time to compensate for the sisters who had an accident that year.

Hearing this, An Bochen has confirmed that Wang Zishan pretended to be Wang Ziyue again. As for the real Wang Ziyue... He may have gone there. But what puzzles An Bochen is that the Qinger master is at least a power giant, and there are so many well-informed elders. Why is it so easy to cheat?

"In addition to your Nether Religion, do you know who else received the Tiangong invitation?" Simajin looked at An Bochen and asked the female believers.

"A lot, a lot." Hong Xuan, a female believer, replied, "In addition to my Netherworld religion, the Eastern Divine Religion and the Tianhe Sect have all been invited to the heavenly court, and there are also many middle-class sects."

An Bochen and Simajin looked at each other, but they already had a quarrel in their hearts.

The most familiar feeling lingers in their hearts. It is the taste of conspiracy and entry, and it is also an amazing layout.

"What should I do?" Simajin was a little helpless. After all, the two of them wanted to spend these hundred years easily and happily.

"What else can we do? We have offended Wang Zishan. If he represents the heavenly court, then we are equivalent to offending the heavenly court. Now Tianting seems to want to deal with the big forces of Sizhou. Once those big forces fall one after another, it is up to Tiangong to decide everything, and we can only continue to flee. An Bochen said.

"Do you act separately?" Simajin asked.

An Bochen hesitated a little and nodded: "I think Wang Ziyue will definitely look for a substitute for the Black Dragon Cave in order to compensate the Qinger Master. Nine times out of ten, it is now a million-year-old dragon in the West Sea. You go there to find Wang Ziyue and tell her about the conspiracy of the heavenly court. Now I will chase you to the heavenly court and tell the beginning and end of everything. I hope it's not too late."

"Two priests, what are you talking about? What's wrong with the heavenly court and the master? Hong Xuan, a female believer, asked curiously.

Simajin rolled her eyes. She didn't have the time to talk to these simple believers who only know how to practice and don't understand the world: "Xiao Anzi, after informing them, we will meet in the same place."

"Good." An Bochen answered.

The two said no more words and were about to move to their respective destinations. At this time, Sima Jin's eyes suddenly tightened, and then a trace of shadow flashed in her beautiful eyes. Her body suddenly disappeared out of thin air, but when she appeared again, it fell on the other side of Hong Xuan's body, which could avoid Hong Xuan's fierce blow.

An Bochen looked back in astonishment and glanced at the "female disciple Hongxuan", who was preparing to launch the second round of offensive against Simajin, and had no intention of helping.

The goddess of heaven disguised as a Nether religionist will be the cultivation of the true fairyland, and Simajin is also the cultivation of the true fairyland. The only difference is that compared with Simajin, who stands behind An Bochen all day long, the goddess's actual combat skills are destined to be much stronger.

Unfortunately, Simajin did not give her much time to use the combat skills she has honed from killing again and again.

With a delicate shout, Simajin raised his arms and raised them in the shape of a cross on his side. Her beautiful eyes were smiling and enchanting. With her beautiful posture like a fairy, she really charmed the world.

The goddess was stunned. At this moment, Sima Jin pulled out her arm and smashed her fingerprints hard.

Her fingerprints are very different from those pinched by ordinary Taoism. The fingerprints pinched by other immortals will always move with ten fingers and dance lightly, while Simajin's fingerprints are motionless, as solemn as the sea of Cangshan.

The goddess finally reacted at this time, and a trace of happiness appeared on her face.

If she were another fairy god with combat experience, she would definitely kill quickly when she was stunned. How could she pinch the seal like Sima Jin?

Thinking of this, the goddess couldn't help but be a little proud. A green moon side knife suddenly appeared in her hand, and the upper edge had been stained red by years of accumulated blood, and the blood was lingering.

It is extremely stupid to launch the seal at such a close distance, because the speed of the spell cannot be faster than the source power of the true immortals.

The goddess will think so, and the side knife in her hand cuts to Simajin's jade hand without mercy.