I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

This is true.

The time in the divine dream is always so difficult, and I don’t know how many days later, the monks in the divine dream took action.

Some used force to attack the formations, some carried out large-scale construction projects, and some used weapons to kill indiscriminately. For a time, the sky was full of blood, and the residual limbs were scattered everywhere.

In the past few days, Jing Tiao and his men have been chasing them everywhere. Yang Zhao and his brother are now under water, and they dare not show their heads when they see how fierce the beating is outside.

"Sister, it's your birthday."

"February 2, Founding Day?"

"July 49, 10."

……

The two of them kept asking each other questions, testing their memories.

"When was the Opium War?"

Yang Yun was stunned for a moment when he was asked. He frowned and thought for a while, and his eyes gradually darkened.

"I forgot."

He forgot that he, a student of history, actually forgot about this thing after his memory improved significantly.

"It seems that this god is not easy to mess with in his dream."

Yang Zhao patted Yang Yun's shoulder, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid. It should be temporary. It will be fine when we get out."

With that said, Yang Zhao carried Yang Yun and rushed out of the water.

"It's like dog skin plaster!"

He saw four monks of various shapes holding swords and knives in mid-air, surrounding him from all sides.

Upon seeing this scene, Yang Zhao let go of Yang Yun's hand, grabbed the thorn tree that occupied half of the sky with both hands and rushed over.

Yang Yun below skillfully rolled to the ground. A huge one-horned white jade lion rose up in the wind, pressed its limbs down to create a whirlwind, and with a thunderous roar, the lion rushed in front of Yang Zhao.

Two towering giant axes struck hard on a mottled giant shield, and two giant claws tore open the thorns all over the sky, and then the whole lion quickly shrunk in size.

Yang Zhao followed closely behind, knocking away all kinds of magic weapons coming from behind, picking up Yang Yun, who had become smaller, and got out of the gap. He flapped his wings and disappeared in the air.

The two siblings have escaped countless times in the past few days, but they have already been in tune with each other and their cooperation is flawless.

Seeing this scene, the few besieging monks stamped their feet.

"Let them escape again!"

"That lion is really brave. If the one who controls him is a Jindan monk, I'm afraid none of us can be his generals!"

"The winged tiger is too fast, and our current body cannot catch up with it."

"If I were to leave this world, I would have plenty of means to stop them. But today I am unlucky enough to be trapped in this world, and all my means will be useless!"

Listening to his companion's low complaints, Brother Vitex comforted him softly.

"It's okay! That kid's cultivation level is pitifully low. If we force him to show up a few more times in the past few days, he will not be able to hold on and be assimilated into that body. At that time, it is not up to us to kill or scrape him. ?"

"I'm afraid that after he is assimilated, we won't have enough time to break the formation."

Several people looked at each other and saw a hint of anxiety in each other's eyes.

"Chase!"

Immediately, their figures disappeared from the sky.

At this time, Yang Zhao and Yang Yun had already hid in a city.

Most of this city has been demolished, and the debris has been piled outside the city. The entire land is like a lake surface stirred by the breeze, with layers of ripples. In addition to mummies wandering around the city, there are various monks trying to break the formation.

"Sister, why are these people chasing us all the time? This thing looks familiar to me, but he can guarantee that he knows what it is and can break this formation in the future?"

The past few days of pursuit made Yang Yun feel extremely aggrieved, and he had nowhere to vomit his bitterness.

"There are so many monks in the divine dream. There must be someone who is more familiar with this formation than me. Why are they chasing us two?"

"Bully the weak and be afraid of the strong."

The two people stepped on the turbulent ground and focused their attention on the group of people who broke the formation.

"Those people's cultivation level is not high. At best, they are in the late stage of Golden Core. They neither dare to break the formation personally, nor do they want to become cannon fodder in the hands of others."

"These people want to take a shortcut, dig out some information from you, and go to other high-level monks to get a certificate of submission to find some status for themselves."

"Nothing, just a clown."

She said this, but Yang Zhao's heart was filled with dark clouds. If it weren't for Yang Yun by her side, she would have wanted to say bad words.

Originally, the two siblings came here just to watch the fun and gain experience.

The two of them didn't care about any benefits or treasures. They didn't need to look at anything else. Just looking at layman Fengnan, they knew how to compete with others with Yang Zhao's golden elixir cultivation level?
Take your life?
After entering the sea, the two siblings have always been far away from the center, and they have never wanted to get closer.

Unexpectedly, this divine dream did not follow the rules and covered everyone in at once, catching Yang Zhao by surprise.

The reason why Yang Zhao and Yang Yun were running around in the past few days was not only to avoid pursuit, but also to observe the progress of breaking the formation everywhere.

As a result, after observing the past few days, there has been no special progress whether it is playing tricks or fighting wits.

Some monks even moved the entire mountain away, leaving only the nodes of the formation. Then they massacred the bodies of the monks who had recovered their flesh and blood, and used the hunted bones to make formations in an attempt to break the formation.

But even so, this formation should not be broken, but it still can't be broken.

An unknown fire spread throughout the entire Divine Dream, burning every monk here.

Yang Zhao took Yang Yun out of the city and flew far away, looking for a place with few human traces.

As the fire gets stronger and stronger, sooner or later these monks will turn into ants on the hot pot, biting others everywhere.

But Yang Zhao didn't want to be contaminated by this.

But the development of things always exceeded her expectations. Just when Yang Zhao was fleeing with Yang Yun, more than a dozen monk groups formed an alliance.

These monks attacked everywhere and gathered most of the monks in Shenmeng together, and started the stupidest method to break the formation.

Demolition.

They controlled the monks who were still alive, used their bodies as shovels, and began to dig in the divine dream.

All of a sudden, all kinds of weird and weird species appeared, filling all the formation nodes in the entire Divine Dream.

Once the formation passed through the city, it leveled the entire city.

Once the formation crossed the mountain, the entire mountain was moved.

If the formation crosses the river, it will cut off the water source of the entire river.

All the monks were sweating profusely as they cut rivers and moved mountains, actually suppressing the smell of blood that permeated the divine dream.

Naturally, Yang Zhao and Yang Yun were not immune. They were snatched out from hiding in the mountain col and participated in this large-scale demolition activity that was rare in the world of cultivation.

"Sister, if nothing else, this demolition cultivator is really good at it."

Yang Yun carried two big axes and hacked away at the mountain. The rubble and soil he dug out were piled aside. Soon, a four-winged tiger tens of meters tall came with a claw and pulled the demolition garbage a thousand meters away. .

Yang Zhao was waving his claws to dig at his own while helping Yang Yun a little.

(End of this chapter)