The ultimate villain in fantasy

He is not some stupid protagonist, who thinks that he is lucky, everything is an opportunity, and he dares to touch anything.

And at least judging from the current state, Ye Ling feels very wrong.

There is no reason at all.

He just wanted to try the dream magic power, but suddenly appeared in this place, and then suddenly found a secret place.

What is this?

You have to talk about cause and effect in everything, right?

"Could it be that there's something in me that has something to do with it?"

Ye Ling looked through the blood veins in his body.

In the ten years of Journey to the West, he had already used some of the powerful bloodlines he had collected before to practice the second turn, and now there were a total of eighteen extremely powerful bloodlines in his body.

But...... None of them could be linked to the situation at hand.

Only the reincarnation possessed by the Netherworld Holy Body may be somewhat related to dreams.

But Ye Ling didn't believe that such a slight implication would appear in the scene in front of her.

"It's getting more and more interesting. "

Ye Ling looked at the scene in front of her with a sneer on her face.

Then he turned and walked away, not bothering to stay in this place for a few more moments.

Joke.

He Ye Changge has a system, are you still afraid that there will be no opportunities?

In this case, why do you want to enter this unknown place inexplicably, is it just to show that you are not afraid of heaven and earth?

The Heavenly Machine Disk also reminded him that entering at this moment was half auspicious and half evil.

Although this means that there will inevitably be fate inside, Ye Ling is too lazy to do that kind of thing.

You'd better wait for a stunned young protagonist to come one day, and then crash into it.

With this thought, Ye Ling continued to use her dream magic power and began to trace back to the source, looking for the dream in the depths of her memory.

"My dreams have been there since my previous life. "

"Then there should be a lot of inconsequential stuff in there. "

"But I was a fantasy novel author in my previous life, and occasionally I fell asleep thinking about the plot, and I should have dreamed of something similar. "

"That's what I need to look for. "

Ye Ling searched in the long river of her dreams.

After a few moments, he found a dream that was more suitable and immediately stopped.

This is a dream world composed of a novel he once conceived.

Its plot is probably a world dominated by the cultivation of martial arts, and the story of the protagonist going all the way.

Anyway, it's such an old-fashioned plot, a book that hits the street to the extreme, don't talk about it.

However, at least such a dream was left at that time, so that Ye Ling could use the dream magic power to enter, which was also an unexpected joy.

"Now, then. "

"Turn fiction into reality and return to dreams!"

The power of the inner heaven and earth world in Ye Ling's body surged, and under the effect of the dream-reviving supernatural power, it was transformed into a strange force between the virtual and the real.

Then in Ye Ling's gaze, the dream in front of him, which could only be regarded as a fog, gradually became clear.

A small world takes shape.

Ye Ling stepped into it.

"It's magical. "

"The speed of time flows, I'm afraid that a day here is not as good as one thousandth of the outside world. "

"But it's a pity that the aura is insufficient, I'm afraid that a large amount of pills will be needed to maintain daily cultivation. "

He felt it carefully and immediately understood the advantages and disadvantages of this supernatural power.

But it doesn't matter to him.

"It just so happened that my last cultivation was interrupted at a critical moment. "

"With such magical powers, I can also continue to deduce. "

Ye Ling found a place to sit cross-legged in the dream world, then opened the storage ring, and took out 100,000 pure yang pills and swallowed them.

As an emperor, he has a world in his body as a furnace, and he doesn't need to worry about blowing himself up.

What's more, what he wants to deduce at this moment is two supreme-level exercises, and these 100,000 pure yang pills are just a drizzle.

Thinking so, he closed his eyes.

And among Ye Ling's Hengsha cells, the young golden crow was looking up to the sky and began to grow rapidly.

............

Time flies.

In Ye Ling's current realm, it is normal to retreat for several years, even decades, or hundreds of years at a time.

But this time, he only practiced for more than a year before he came out.

Because he didn't have enough pills on his body.

Before this, Ye Ling just wanted to try the effect of the dream supernatural power, so he didn't deliberately prepare any pills in the storage ring for cultivation.

And the exercises he is cultivating now, almost every time he awakens a Golden Crow Cell, he will consume tens of thousands of Pure Yang Pills.

This is more than a thousand times that of ordinary people.

In just one year, Ye Ling has almost consumed millions of Pure Yang Pills.

- This is enough for the entire Xuantian Holy Land to cultivate for a year.

"Sure enough, aura is the biggest problem, even if I don't lack elixir, but this cost performance is too low. "

"At least it's too low for me. "

"That's why there is no way for these people to regard this as a treasure. "

Ye Ling stood up and shook her head slightly.

It's true that the dreaming power is very powerful, but it doesn't have much effect on him.

What interests Ye Ling even more is the dream application in the Dream Magic Ability, the way of virtual and real transformation.

So the rest of the time he carefully studied the dream world.

It was only when he almost felt that the outside world was about to pass a day before Ye Ling got up and left this dream world.

With one step, he re-entered the long river of twisted dreams.

And then......

He saw the crack again.

Right in front of him.

“......"

Ye Ling stared at the crack for a while, then turned his head to look at the place behind him where he had come, and measured it carefully.

If his memory was correct, this thing must not have been here before.

So......

It's in this long river of twisted dreams, and everything is as irregular as a dream.

Or did this thing come after itself?

If it is the former, it means that Ye Ling is lucky, and if it is the latter...... That's interesting.