Raising his hand and holding down the slightly trembling black card, Su Fu's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

Take a slow step and walk forward along the vast square of the main peak. Soon, you will arrive in front of the towering Xianmeng Tower.

Whether it is the pattern on the dream card or the abnormal movement of the black card, it shows that the Immortal Dream Sect has a lot to do with the black card.

This is the main peak, and it is the place where the top strong people of the Xianmeng Sect practice.

Su Fu didn't even need to exude perception to sense the terrifying aura contained in this main peak.

The great master, even the strongest man at the level of the Dream Creator, absolutely exists above this main peak.

However, Su Fu's strength cannot attract the attention of these strong men.

As we approached the Xianmeng Tower, more and more disciples of the Xianmeng Sect, and many people walked out of the towering bronze gate under the Xianmeng Tower.

When Su Fu appeared, it attracted the attention of many people.

Many people's eyes turned around and fell on Su Fu's body, raising their eyebrows slightly.

"It seems like a dream slave?"

"What does it seem? This is Mengnu. Didn't you see that there is no dream touch on his forehead?"

"Is this Mengnu planning to come to the Immortal Dream Tower to practice?"

...

The disciples around him muttered and pointed at Su Fu.

Although the dream slaves on the fifth peak were not excluded from the Immortal Dream Tower, the disciples did not expect that Su Fu actually dared to come to the Immortal Dream Tower.

Su Fu ignored the eyes of the people around him. As the great devil in the trial camp, Su Fu had never seen any gaze.

The mentality is calm.

The disciples around them have both strong and weak cultivation and aura. Some of them have blood and blood as good as dragons, comparable to ferocious beasts. They are elites or monsters in the king's realm.

Su Fu didn't know the Immortal Dream Tower, and he didn't know the rules inside.

I found a disciple and asked about the details of the Immortal Dream Tower.

That disciple did not hide it.

Su Fu was actually very satisfied with the overall practice atmosphere of the Immortal Dream Sect. Everyone worked hard to practice and tried hard to break through the shackles. Although there were open and secret struggles and intrigues, there were very few.

"The Immortal Dream Tower has a total of 999 floors, and there is no restriction on entry and exit. There are 999 floors, and there are 999 tests in total. It is rumored that the Immortal Dream Tower was built by the first generation of the Immortal Dream Sect. Every time I pass a test, I will gain something. It is the foundation for the establishment of my Immortal Dream Sect."

The disciple explained to Su Fu.

"In the Immortal Dream Tower, some layers are tests of qi and blood, some are tests of combat skills, and some are tests of dream pattern drawing, etc.... A reward system has also been established in the sect. If you can pass through the 200th floor of the Immortal Dream Tower, you can get a dream light ball and a bottle of blood coagulation pill reward. The more layers you break through, the richer the reward. Each layer of the Immortal Dream Tower has pressure. The higher the pressure, the greater the pressure. While accepting the test, you must also bear the pressure."

"The deputy sect leader said that breaking into the Immortal Dream Tower requires doing what you can. Those who are eager for quick success and instant benefits will not be able to get it."

Su Fu listened quietly and nodded from time to time.

He did not rashly enter the Immortal Dream Tower. After all, he knew nothing about the Immortal Dream Tower and had no idea of ​​whether it was dangerous or not.

The disciples around all looked at Su Fu curiously.

I don’t know if this dream slave will choose to break into the Immortal Dream Tower.

The prejudice of the disciples has gradually decreased. Since they were sure that the dream slave could really build a dream light ball, they looked at Su Fu and others one by one, just looking at the treasure.

After Su Fu was silent for a while, he then took a big step and walked towards the Xianmeng Tower.

Many disciples exclaimed.

This Mengnu is really planning to enter the Immortal Dream Tower?

The Immortal Dream Tower is actually the true inheritance of the Immortal Dream Sect. For example, many geniuses and monsters on the First Peak have obtained their practice methods in the Immortal Dream Tower, such as Yang Yushan's Yujian Ru, etc.

Su Fu came to the tower. The tower was really a giant. Su Fu raised his head and looked at it, and he couldn't see it at all.

As it soared into the sky, only smoke was left lingering.

The tower body is made of strange metal, bursting out with the breath of time.

Under the tower, there was an old man in white robe sitting cross-legged on the bluestone.

The old man's fairy spirit was as gentle as an immortal who would become an immortal at any time. He had a white robe, white hair, white beard, rosy complexion and brilliance.

A disciple of the Xianmeng Sect introduced it to Su Fu.

This old man is the tower guardian of Xianmeng Tower, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

The old man opened his eyes, and there seemed to be turbidity flowing in his eyes.

His eyes fell on Su Fu.

In an instant, Su Fu seemed to have the illusion that everything was seen through.

When my mind tightens, my breathing becomes rapid.

"Are you a visitor behind the Dream Gate?"

The old man smiled gently, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Go and find your own fortune and inherit the true meaning of my Xianmeng Sect." A hint of sadness appeared in the old man's eyes, but it disappeared quietly soon.

Su Fu was stunned and nodded.

The old man raised his hand and waved his hand in his white robe.

The closed bronze door opened immediately.

Crunch...

It seemed as if countless mechanisms were rotating, and the sound of clanging and roar came from the tower.

Su Fu thanked the tower guard and turned around and stepped into the first floor of the Xianmeng Tower.

His body gradually disappeared behind the door.

The disciples around them all showed novelty in their eyes.

"You guess how many levels can this Mengnu stick to for the first time?"

A disciple said.

"At most, there is a variable in each of the ten levels of pressure. The pressure of the fifty levels is difficult to resist in the ordinary military body."

"Ordinary disciples of my Immortal Dream Sect are generally below 100 levels, and elite disciples are below 200 levels. How can this Mengnu be more than the elites of my Immortal Dream Sect? At most one hundred levels."

The disciples chattered and discussed with each other.

The tower guard sitting cross-legged on the bluestone looked at the scene, his expression did not change at all, just relaxed and sighed.

...

Xianmeng Sect, the first peak.

The demon disciples frequently showed up in various postures.

Yang Yushan gritted her teeth, and a blush flashed across her face. She was so angry that this pink dream ball was not a normal dream at all!

Although their spiritual consciousness can be improved, the speed of improvement is faster than the dream light ball left by Meng Mian.

But……

But that dream is really terrible!

Yang Yushan covered her chest, took a deep breath, calming down her inner emotions.

Several disciples around looked at Yang Yushan's face, which was very complicated.

Yang Yushan pursed her lips.

"Everyone, this time I, Yang Yushan, was not considerate enough to introduce such a vulgar dream. Although the dream improvement effect exists, the destruction of our hearts is really furious."

Yang Yushan's face was pale, biting her plump lips, and her sonorous and powerful words lingered on the Bluestone Square on the first peak.

The words just fell.

Yang Yushan stepped on the bluestone slab and the ground was shattered.

The flying sword behind it is unsheathed.

He stepped on the flying sword and stood with his hands behind his back. Three thousand black hairs and his skirt were all floating, turning into a sword light and galloping towards the fifth peak.

Several monsters also had their eyes flashing, their blood and blood roaring, and they followed.

Soon, the fifth peak came into view.

Although Yang Yushan is gentle, she is no longer reserved when she is ashamed and angry.

"Where is the mop bear?!"

Floating outside the fifth peak, Yang Yushan opened her mouth and let out a loud shout.

The rolling qi and blood, and spiritual consciousness, were wrapped in the sound of words, instantly rushing and shaking across the entire Bluestone Square.

Mop bear.

mop.
To be continued...