Seeing this, Pei Ling immediately understood that he was not the only one to hear these prayers!

Moreover, as long as anyone who hears the prayer responds, the prayer will disappear.

Without the guidance of the prayer, he will lose his goal and return to the starry sky...

In addition, Pei Ling can be sure that the one who took action just now is not Yu Xuezhao, Ji Changfu, Gui Hengqiu or Chu Mo!

This shows that besides them, there are immortals similar to them in this dream itself!

And Ji Changfu didn't tell them this!

"What to do next...?"

"How can I improve my 'immortal status'? Satisfy these prayers? Start a war with the immortals in the dream?"

"If Chang Ji floats next to him, we can actually see what he does..."

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately thought of using system hosting. As expected, the system will definitely make the highest priority choice.

However, this is the depths of the Eternal Night Desert, and the Dreamland of Fallen Immortals must be extremely dangerous. When using system hosting, you must make adequate preparations in advance.

So Pei Ling made a thought and injected a magic power into the cassock. After waiting for a while, he saw that the cassock showed no response.

He couldn't help but frown...

Just now [Bloodless Face] failed, he thought he could not disguise his identity in the dream. Now it seems that it is likely that all magic weapons cannot be used.

Seeing that the robe was ineffective, Pei Ling did not dare to use the system carelessly for a while. He knew too little about this dream now, and using the system hosting directly might make him die miserably.

After hesitating for a while, Pei Ling decided to continue collecting information and select some suitable targets to do some testing.

Therefore, he focused his attention on the next prayer.

After his mind sank, he suddenly saw a desolate valley.

There are many traps, traps, and trees covering the entrance of the valley. There are many people in the valley at the moment, and in the center is a temporary high platform.

On the high platform, several men in black robes were kneeling.

These people were shrouded in black robes from beginning to end, even their fingertips were covered tightly. They were kneeling in front of the sacrificial altar, praying in low voices.

Under the stage, there were thousands of boys and girls, all of whom were unconscious at the moment, as if they had been drugged.

Surrounding these boys and girls were a group of guards with big muscles, round waists and fierce expressions. They were all armed with weapons and became violent as they looked around.

The sun is setting over the western mountains, and the wind adds a touch of coolness.

One of the men in black robes looked around, couldn't help but temporarily interrupt his prayer, and sighed hoarsely: "One thousand and eighty-eight boys and girls, blood sacrifice in exchange for twenty years of life extension for us... I don't know if this can be successful.

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The companion beside him had an equally hoarse voice and said calmly: "If you don't do anything, you and I will die of old age in five or six years at most. If we do it, there is always a glimmer of hope."

"That's right." The third man in black robe said with a weak breath, "Besides, even if it doesn't work, it's just a waste of time..."

"These children all come from humble backgrounds. Even if they grow up safely, they are doomed to have a difficult life and be born in sorrow. We will sacrifice their blood today. If successful, they will be able to rise up and serve the immortals in the underworld.

Side. What kind of great fortune and opportunity is this? From the perspective of the world, this may be a bad thing. But for these children, it is actually a great blessing..."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Pei Ling's perspective appeared in the void, quietly overlooking the entire valley.

He waited again for three days and three nights, but no existence took action. It was obvious that no existence was willing to respond to these people's prayers this time.

Seeing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly, this is the target he wants to choose!

Of course, it is impossible for him to fulfill the wishes of those who sacrificed their blood to innocent children to pray for a longer life. He just wants to use these people for a test...

With a thought in his mind, Pei Ling used the [Resentful Nightmare Magical Power].

In an instant, regardless of whether it was on the high platform or surrounded by guards, except for those boys and girls who were in a coma, all the evil thoughts were absorbed. Everyone stood motionless, but they suddenly became desireless... to be precise.

, these people are completely empty shells at this moment.

Everything inside was suddenly drained away by Pei Ling!

The prayers stopped, and Pei Ling's consciousness returned to the starry sky again.

He frowned. These mortals in the dream were too fragile! He had been very careful in his attack just now, but he still killed everyone with a snap of his fingers!

but……

The power he absorbed this time using the [Resentful Nightmare Magical Power] was very pure!

And unlike in the real world, the power absorbed and swallowed by using the [Resentful Nightmare Magical Power] in this dream shows no sign of dissipating.

Although it's not much, he is definitely a little stronger than before.

Pei Ling pondered in his heart: "When you leave the dreamland, these powers may disappear... No... Ji Changfu said that after you go out, you will be more 'noble'... Is it possible that you can keep it? Or keep part of it?"

"Anyway, in this dream, as long as there are enough mortals, enough hatred, and under the influence of [The Resentment Magical Power], I can become stronger and stronger."

"This is... the way to improve your 'immortal status'?"

Thinking of this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. Apart from him, Ji Changfu and others did not have the "Resentful Nightmare Magical Power", so they definitely couldn't use the same method as him.

But he got his power from mortals... Not surprisingly, the real way to improve his "immortal position" is related to the mortals in the dream!

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have just entered and heard the prayers of many mortals lingering in my ears.

"However, selecting prayers one by one like this, and waiting three days for each prayer to prevent other beings from discovering it... is such a waste of time!" Pei Ling thought to himself, "I have to try other methods..."

Thinking about it, he observed the next prayer.

What appeared in front of Pei Ling this time was a gorgeously furnished boudoir, with beaded curtains and embroidered tents, and a stick of green smoke curling in the gilt suan furnace.

A young woman with beaded hair, charming appearance and elegant figure.

At this moment, she was kneeling in the innermost tent, her beautiful face was distorted, and she murmured in a low voice with a malicious expression: "I wish... Qian's humble maid... to be pregnant... to die suddenly... I hope that Qian's humble maid will have no heirs."

...I'm sorry...I beg you...please express your words."

This woman looks like a concubine, but she is cursing her newly pregnant mistress, hoping that she will die so that she can have a chance to fill the house.

In addition, she did not want her mistress's children to survive, occupy the status of the first wife, and hinder the future of her children.

Pei Ling's perspective is that of a sacred tablet in front of her.
Chapter completed!