Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1454: It’s just a dream

The first thousand four hundred and fifty-fourth chapter is just a dream

"This is...Where?"

Ning Qi frowned and looked at the small figure half-kneeling not far in front of him. He was hung with two gold steel rings and stepped on the hot wheels. It was like the figure in Ning Qi's memory. Quite similar, the coercion from his body was many times stronger than the two giants in front of the Nantianmen Gate before, and it almost made Ning Qi unable to move forward.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Qi raised his foot with difficulty and continued to walk forward. After passing by Nezha, the pressure quietly disappeared.

Finally, he came to the front of the hall, with three large characters written on the plaque: Lingxiao Hall.

"The High Heaven Palace where the Jade Emperor is in the legend..."

Ning Qi gave a faint smile and walked into the hall.

Wow.

A number of figures knelt down on both sides of the hall, Ning Qi's eyes swept across their faces, and he saw many characters similar to his memory, such as Tota Li Tianwang, Erlang Shen, the Eight Immortals...

They were on their knees, without saying a word.

"This illusion is also real."

Ning Qi sighed, his eyes fell on the central high platform, but found that the seat where the Jade Emperor was supposed to be sitting was empty. Ning Qi was taken aback, smiled, and walked to the seat and sat unceremoniously. Come down.

In an instant, Ning Qi's expression froze. He felt a terrible breath that passed from the chair into his body, madly condensing his eternal emperor's law. In the blink of an eye, Ning Qi felt Faxiang seems to have broken through to the highest level of heaven, and his cultivation realm has also entered the Faxiang realm to perfection!

"This speed..."

Not only was Ning Qi not happy, but a little shocked, the rate of increase was too weird.

At the same time, outside of the Tower of Mind, everyone was shocked watching the light on the Tower of Mind light up layer by layer, until the tenth floor, which gradually stopped.

Tenth floor!

This proves that Ning Qi has the aptitude to break through to the Creator of the Five Tribulations, and it is the kind with a great chance. Even Xiao Wuye of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sect can only reach the ninth floor!

"His aptitude is so terrifying?"

Xiao Wuye muttered to himself.

"My little friend, how is this place?"

A faint voice rang in Ning Qi's ear.

Ning Qi fiercely turned his head to look, only to see an old man with white beard and hair, holding a whisk in his hand, looking at Ning Qi with a smile.

"Who are you..."

Ning Qi's expression changed slightly, not knowing whether the other party was an illusion or the existence of this tower of mind to frighten people.

"It’s just a lonely ghost, no mention of the name, the little friend has not answered the old question, what do you think of this place? As long as you sit in this position, your practice will increase and increase indefinitely. In ten years, even more than a hundred years, you will be able to break through to the Creator of the Nine Tribulations, even stronger..."

The old man said with a smile.

Ning Qi frowned slightly, and he did feel that there was still a steady stream of energy in the chair, flowing into his body, condensing the eternal emperor's law for him.

This scene is very similar to the essence left by the absorption of the evil Shura when the Dharma phase was initially condensed, but this power, for some reason, seemed to Ning Qi somewhat illusory.

"Stay here? Don't laugh, old people, this is just an ancient pagoda, let me stay here as a relic?"

Ning Qi gave a faint smile, her mind turned sharply, and quickly thought about the way to escape here. This place is so weird, he even felt that everything was an illusion, including his current cultivation base breakthrough, Dharma phase advancement, all illusions!

"Since you don’t want to stay here, the old will not force you. I just hope that the good destiny made today will be remembered by the little friends in the future. By the way, people from the outside call this place as the tower of the state of mind. There are three in total. The thirteenth floor, right? Actually, this is the 33rd floor of Ling Xiaotian. But the old man has already used a trick for the little friend. No one knows that you have been here for 33 days."

The old man smiled.

After speaking, before Ning Qi asked anything, the old man suddenly flicked the dust, and the surrounding scene changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First was the magnificent hall, which became extremely dark and ghostly. The King Tota and others who were half kneeling on both sides also became lack of hands and feet. There were even four of the Eight Immortals without their heads and only their bodies. The middle eye of Erlang God seemed to be dug out alive.

Seeing this scene, Ning Qi only felt a chill on his back, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover. He quickly looked at the old man, where is he there?

Subconsciously, Ning Qi stood up, and he found that he could finally get out of this dusty chair.

"This place is weird, leave first!"

With a secret voice in his heart, Ning Qi quickly left the High Heaven Hall. He turned his head and saw that only one third of the plaque on the palace was left, with only one word Ling, and the rest seemed to be chopped by life. go.

Ning Qi immediately decided to return the same way. On the way, he saw Nezha again. At this moment, his face was covered with blood, and there was a fist-sized blood hole in his heart.

Without stopping, Ning Qi saw the seven previous palace fairies. All of them had no heads. They continued to walk. All of them were withered bones. Only the dragon with some rotten flesh and blood on the head was silently prostrated on the ground.

Outside the Nantian Gate, the two giants thousands of feet high, with only their feet still kneeling, disappeared without a trace from the upper part of the belly button.

Ning Qi left through the air. After dozens of breaths, he turned and looked around, only to faintly see the Nantian Gate from the clouds.

"Lonely souls, wild ghosts, dilapidated heavenly courts, is this my memory being captured and transformed by the Tower of Mind, or... these immortals have gone through a great battle, and finally lost, the soul hides here..."

A trace of doubt grew from the bottom of Ning Qi's heart. Without more clues, he could not confirm whether everything he saw was true or false.

If what the old man said is true, he has already reached the 33 days that even the Emperor Daoyan has never been?

……

While Ning Qi was thinking about it, in the ruined High Heaven Hall, a group of figures walked out of the main hall, standing behind the old man respectfully, looking in the direction where Ning Qi was.

"Old gentleman, you gave him all the remaining fairy spirit here, we...I'm afraid we will be annihilated."

Erlangshen whispered.

A sorrowful breath filled everyone around.

"We don't belong to this world. Where did the fly ash annihilate? Don't look at it. This tower is just a real fairy soldier. When a true fairy fell, the soul hid in it. Memories have constructed me to wait, I wait... It's just a dream..."

The old man spoke lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, a breeze blew by, and the silhouettes were scattered in the world like sand.