Zuo Shisan walked into the realm, which was actually very easy to break. As long as a gap was opened, the stubborn Qi could enter it. The third from the left is in the Zombie Realm, and it is normal to penetrate the realm.

The Eight Treasures were suspended in the air without any awareness. Zuo Shisan looked up at Babao and walked in slowly.

Zuo Shisan did not summon Huangquan Ya, if he added Huangquan Ya, he would be able to enter easily.

As soon as he walked in, Zuo Shisan felt a mysterious power, which made Zuo Shisan fall into a dream.

"Useless to me!"

With a cold snort, the stiff air was wrapped up again. Zuo Shisan still appeared in the ruins, which should be where the Tongming Mountain Palace was located.

Dilapidated palace, deserted inside.

The power of dreams still exists, and he always wants Zuo Shisan to enter the dream.

Even the grains of sand here seem to blur from time to time and return to normal from time to time.

The left thirteen feet stepped on the sand, looked up again and looked outside, the sky was still the sky, but there seemed to be eight suns on it. The Eight Treasures are in the sky, and the radiance radiates, causing the stiffness to gradually distort.

"Get out as soon as possible."

"I don't know, how many people are still alive here."

Yinggou was also reminding, Zuo Shisan nodded and walked towards the dilapidated palace. As soon as he walked into the hall, Zuo Thirteen saw three people cross-legged on the ground.

These three are old men, all wearing the treasure clothes of Lingbao Tianzong. It's just that at this time, the three people have gray-white energy on their bodies. With this energy, the three people have turned into pottery figurines except for their heads.

"what is this?"

"I don't know!"

Ying Hook senses it, but I don't know what kind of technique this is. The three of them closed their eyes tightly and fell into a dream.

Zuo Thirteen walked towards the three of them, and just walked in, the cross-legged man in the front, the pottery figurines on his body seemed to be alive, and the gray-white energy moved towards Zuo Thirteen.

Zuo Shisan wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

The soles of his feet were stained with a trace, and with this power, Zuo Shisan's pupils turned gray.

Zuo Shisan was about to fall into a dream again, but at the same time as this dream, Zuo Shisan also saw the elder's dream, which was endless killing. In this killing, he killed his apprentice.

Every apprentice, he is like his own son, when he has feelings, he will kill.

"Seven killings!"

"What are the elders of Lingbao Tianzong cultivating?"

Zuo Shisan was also very disgusted in his heart. As a teacher, he accepted disciples just for cultivation. Dreams again and again are all for the sake of gaining power. In this cycle of power, this elder cannot wake up at all. When the power of dreams is turned into a pottery figurine, he will be sealed in it forever, he will not die, but he will not live either.

Just kid, this world of pottery figurines, always dreaming, always wanting to achieve the great road of forgetfulness.

"What kind of training is this!"

"Longevity, ask the sky, shouldn't it be to protect the people around you?"

"What's the point of living by yourself?"

Zuo Shisan shook his head, just as he was about to get rid of this gray-white energy, Huang Quanya came out of the altar of the earth, stretched out his small head, and absorbed the power of dreams in one bite.

This power is somewhat similar to the power of reincarnation, Huang Quanya pouted, feeling that the taste is much worse.

"Do you like to eat this?"

Zuo Shisan released Huang Quan Ya, let Huang Quan Ya absorb it.

Zuo Shisan didn't want to save this elder at all. After seeing Huang Quanya absorbing it, the elder was still unable to wake up, and was always in a dream.

"If he wants to wake up, he must use external force. Such a person is not worthy of being a teacher."

"Then let him keep dreaming."

Zuo Shisan threw him directly into the altar of earth, and then handed it over to Fengdu Palace, he didn't have the skills. The same is true for the second elder, also in pursuit of longevity, doing things that many people and gods are angry with.

Zuo Shisan still threw it in, and the third elder, the most hateful, practiced with many women.

"I don't know how to do this pose if I don't repair it."

Zuo Shisan threw the three elders in again, and then put away Huang Quanya. Huang Quanya wanted to fly, but Zuo Shisan didn't dare to let it go here. Once Babao found out, it would be troublesome.

Walking towards the apse, in the apse, there are bones.

Above the white bones, golden light is entwined. These people are all in fairyland, and even among the bones, there is still the power of the remaining soul, and they want to return. It is a pity that the power of dreams can never recover.

"Senior, do you want it?"

"don't want!"

Yinggou refused to absorb it, but Zuo Shisan smiled and continued walking without collecting the remnant souls at all. When they came to the apse, two elders appeared again, but these two elders had already been turned into pottery figurines.

Zuo Shisan looked at the pottery figurines, and was about to release the Yellow Spring Crow when one of the pottery figurines moved suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zuo Shisan.

"what?"

Zuo Shisan did not expect that the pottery figurines would come alive.

If you are completely sealed by the power of dreams, you will become a slave of dreams. This is the magic of the devil, how can the left thirteen know.

With one hand, grabbing Zuo Shisan's neck, the power of dreams is entangled, hoping to make Zuo Shisan dream.

Zuo Shisan also grabbed this hand and squeezed it directly.

"boom!"

The arm of the pottery figurine was crushed, and the Earth Immortal dreaming inside was obviously stimulated. But at this moment, the pottery figurines on the other side rose into the sky, and the sky was full of treasure.

In the midst of this precious light, golden long knives crashed down.

The long knife fell and turned into a sword armor.

Above the sword armor, it rushes out of the supreme power.

The swords and armors were combined and fell on the pottery figurines. In the dream, this pottery figure regarded Zuo Shisan as an enemy.

Elder Lingbao, a veteran top-level Earth Immortal.

Ancient sword armor, endless changes.

The person whose arm was crushed also began to explode in the dream. Above the pottery figurines, a vortex appeared, and with this vortex, the world was divided into three parts.

Three points of heaven and earth, everything under Zuo Thirteen's feet is divided, and even Zuo Thirteen's physical body is also three points.

"These guys!"

Zuo Shisan stepped back, and Huang Quanya flew out.

With the Yellow Spring Crow, these people seem to be frozen in their dreams.

Without Yellow Spring Crow, Zuo Shisan still had to fight.

Under the freeze, Zuo Thirteen smashed it with a punch.

The blade armor made a roaring sound, but it didn't break. It endured Zuo Shisan's stiffness. Unfortunately, in the next second, Zuo Shisan clenched his fist and waved it gently.

"Boom!"

Today's Zuo Thirteen can destroy the world, not to mention the mere sword armor. The real power erupted, the sword armor shattered, Zuo Shisan directly grabbed the individual's arm, and then lifted it up.

The knife light came out again, and let the knife light fall on the body, making a metallic roar.

Stiffness, forming a stiff armor, ignoring these attacks.

The fangs came out, and the stubbornness broke out again. Zuo Shisan of the Zongzun realm was simply too powerful.

These old-fashioned fairyland, even if they recover completely, they are powerless in the face of Zuo Shisan.

The Yellow Spring Crow absorbed the power of dreams, and these pottery figurines finally quieted down.

The pottery figurines are shattering, and the knife light is gradually disappearing.

Zuo Shisan looked at the two with disdain, watched the pottery figurines disappear, and threw them directly into the altar.