Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, sighed, and with a wave of her hand, all the underwear floated up, flames spontaneously combusting without wind.

Before long, they were all reduced to ashes.

The masters of the Formless Realm possess numerous wondrous techniques and divine arts, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas, all of which are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Not to mention the petty trick of burning everything with a snap of the fingers.

When she opened her eyes again, a sharp glint flashed deep within them.

With a flick of his wrist, a purple bead floated in the air, crackling with lightning.

If Fan Zui were here, he would definitely be startled.

Because he had almost died under this purple heavenly tribulation.

This is her innate spiritual treasure, only a hair's breadth away from becoming a chaotic spiritual treasure.

After the purple bead appeared, it floated between her eyebrows, releasing streams of energy that enveloped her.

Three purple leaves suddenly appeared in the woman's hand. She held the purple leaves in one hand, closed her eyes, and whispered some ancient incantation.

After a moment, he roared and gently released his hand.

Three purple leaves fell onto the bed, making it look slightly messy.

Suddenly, the woman spat out a mouthful of blood, staining a corner of the bed sheet red, which was extremely conspicuous.

His face was also quite pale, devoid of any color.

At that moment, with a slight cracking sound, a barely perceptible crack appeared on the purple bead between the eyebrows.

The purple lightning instantly dimmed and fell.

The woman caught him.

Looking at his own companion spirit treasure in his hand, he saw that a crack had appeared under this divination.

She herself had been subjected to extremely serious mistreatment, and the woman seemed incredulous for a long time, unable to come to her senses.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Hanqiu finally swallowed the purple bead with a cold expression, and then wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"who are you……"

She gritted her teeth and whispered.

His voice, unlike usual, carried less of a murderous intent and more of a curiosity.

There's still a glimmer of hope.

Could you be that person?

Was it the person she had waited for in her dreams for ten years?

Li Hanqiu felt her heart pounding and her body trembling uncontrollably.

There was no fear, but rather extreme excitement.

After ten years of waiting, is it finally coming?

Could it be him?

Will it be?

if not……

Then he must die.

Must die!

His expression changed from initial excitement to one of icy coldness and overwhelming murderous intent.

Immediately afterwards, nine top-grade spirit stones, each crackling with lightning, suddenly appeared in her hand, which she then tossed out.

The spirit stones floated in the air, forming a preliminary array around the large bed.

With another wave of his hand, the three purple leaves from before floated into the air.

In an instant, the nine spirit stones, each with its own orientation, emitted strands of spiritual energy, which were traversed by a visible thread.

Li Hanqiu was located in the very center of the formation.

She herself is the key to the formation!

Since the invention of the art of formations, no one has ever dared to use themselves as the core of a formation to set it up.

Because if one is not careful, one will be completely destroyed, with no way to recover.

This is a woman who is absolutely insane.

To deal with that unknown person who entered my dream, I'm willing to take this huge risk.

The next moment, the woman slowly collapsed in the formation and fell into a deep sleep.

In the blink of an eye, Fan Zui entered the dream world.

My first thought was to look around to see if there was a large bed.

After all, he still vividly remembers that big bed.

Fortunately, it was a dilapidated temple and there was no large bed.

However, in the corner of the wall, there were some piles of thatch, indicating that someone had slept there.

There was also a dead rat that appeared to be rotting, emitting a foul stench.

Not far from the dead rat was a Buddha head.

The Buddha's head was cleanly severed from its neck with a single stroke.

The Buddha head is hollow, and judging from the material, it should be cast from ordinary mud and lime.

Suddenly, three or five cockroaches crawled out and headed towards the dead rat.

As Fan Zui turned his head, he indeed saw a statue missing its head, located in the center of the dilapidated temple.

However, the Buddha's hand that was forming a mudra seemed to have been forcibly broken off by something, leaving a sharp and uneven severed finger.

At the feet of the Buddha statue, there was a skeleton.

Looking around, there were still many incomplete human bones, some with ants gnawing on the remaining bits of rotting flesh.

What dream did this fairy have this time?

Looking at the dilapidated temple before him, Fan Zui couldn't help but become secretly wary.

This scene looks rather eerie.

If the fairy wants to have sex in a place like this, don't blame him for not being able to get hard.

After all, in this situation, who could possibly get an erection?

Chapter 17 [The Trade of Underwear]

Now that he was in a dream, Fan Zui didn't wander around aimlessly; he simply began cultivating on the spot.

After all, he only has the talent for cultivation in dreams.

Once he leaves the dream world, he is no longer suited for cultivation; he is better suited to go out and pick up girls, and sleep with the most beautiful courtesans in brothels.

Of course, you can also tease the orange if you want.

Therefore, once you enter a dream, you should not delay and should try to cultivate as soon as possible.

With the blessing of his dream-related talent, his cultivation speed can be twice as fast.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, a long, red-hot spear appeared in his hand.

It is made of meteorite iron from the Nine Heavens.

Thick enough, long enough, heavy enough.

Moreover, it has a scalding heat, seemingly possessing fire attributes.

Wait a minute, my current talent is ice attribute.

Shouldn't it be an ice spear?

The thought had barely formed in his mind when he immediately changed the equipment on his spear, the blade now exuding a chilling aura.

Spear fighting is a martial art that tests practical combat skills. It requires constant practice and training to master and understand its profound meaning.

Fan Zui stood upright in the open space of the dilapidated temple, his feet shoulder-width apart, one hand gripping the gun barrel, the other hand gently lifting to maintain his balance.

This was the first time he had ever held a spear.

In my past life, I held hands with someone before, but not for this long.

Slowly raise the gun barrel in your hand, adjust your finger position, and gradually adapt your feel to the weight and characteristics of the weapon.

After standing there for a while, he gradually got used to the Xuanbing spear.

Next, he began to simulate offensive maneuvers.

He steadily thrust his spear into the void.

The tip of the spear advanced little by little from a distance, as if an invisible force was propelling his body forward.