Chapter 610

After hearing Zhang Yang's simple explanation, Mu Shaoan sighed,

"I don't think you are inferior to Zhang Pang in your ability to make trouble, but could you please say hello in advance when you make trouble next time? The invasion of dreams makes my anti curse system a decoration. "

"I said it was an emergency, and if possible, I would really rather hope that the root would not betray." Zhang Yang shows a bitter smile at this time. Before he used the dream tree root, I don't know how easy it is. The result is special.

"Then I understand, trumpet strategy is not easy to use, ha ha!" Mu Shaoan would smile, then change the topic and ask, "but is our layout really OK now? It's the power of the ancient gods in the dream. "

"I don't know."

It's hard for Zhang Yang to show a trace of dignity. In fact, all the lightness he pretended before was for the eight color Lingzhi. If he really had the confidence to fight against the ancient god of dreams, it would be a fool's joke.

However, seeing that all the people in the circle suddenly changed their colors, Zhang Yang quickly said, "but at least we don't have the power to fight back. In addition, we have to be glad that what invaded us was the power of the ancient god of dreams, not the presence of the ancient god of dreams. In addition, we have to be glad that we are in the dimension of reality, which is equivalent to providing us with an extra strong barrier, which is the most important thing Code can weaken 40% of the ancient god's power

"I'll go, Zhang fatty. Don't be surprised. What rules and cards are there to share with us? You don't know how scary it is." Mu Shao'an hurriedly said that he was really sad. When he arrived at Zhang pangzi's site, he could not do things according to the inherent rhythm.

"No, it's really not this time. Everybody, let's go through the hard times together."

Zhang Yang shouts and swishes back to Jianxian hall. Now it's the safest place.

All of you

Back in the main hall of Jianxian, Zhang Yang opened the ban, sat on the throne, picked up a piece of iced watermelon, and leaned back comfortably. At the same time, 360 small-sized bricks floated in the air automatically, on which 3600 pictures were projected. These pictures basically covered the world of Jianxian, the world of Qingmu and the ancient building in the dream dimension Fort.

Next, just go to the theatre.

About an hour later, when Zhang Yang ate the 54th piece of iced watermelon, something finally happened. In a very remote town in a remote secular Kingdom, a shadow like a hair came out of the dark night, and he was very careful.

Mixed in such a quiet and dark night, the shadow can hardly be found. It can only see its ghostly observation from left to right, dodging back and forth, all kinds of fake actions, walking silently through the street. Although it heard a lot of snoring when passing by, for the best choice, it still went straight to the brothel Lane in the small city without saying a word.

That's right. It's a good recipe that has been tried repeatedly in countless dimensions!

That is, wine is wonderful, beauty makes people laugh. All night long, heroes become pustules. It's very kind of you to have a fly in a pustule.

Huh?

That shadow, like an extraordinary old driver, looks for familiar places in this small town. Yes, it's here. The rich powder and certain smell can prove it.

But why is it so dark here? There's no light. It's unscientific for beauties, benefactors and smiles!

Shadow wandering, wandering, around the wandering, very unwilling.

Because the men who are wild wolves in the flower and moon places, especially those who stay up for several days and nights, are the best media for invasion. As long as a nightmare seed is planted, autumn will - no, just wait patiently for a few days or even hours. After all, this is the power of ancient gods.

However, even if it is the great power of ancient god, it is impossible to penetrate the two dimensions of reality and dream without any reason.

Everything must have a cause, everything must have a cause and effect.

Without the seed of nightmare, the power of the ancient god of dream is like a headless fly. I don't know where to go.

"Well, there is no best medium, and a little bit of medium is OK. After all, I'm not alone this time."

The shadow comforted himself and was ready to find a guy who stayed up all night. After all, this was Xu Shi.

The shadow returns to the empty street. No, it's not empty. There are two night watchmen on the opposite side. One is carrying a lantern in the front and the other is carrying a gong in the back. They knock and shout when they walk a few steps.

"The sky is dry and the things are dry, bang!"

"Watch out for the fire, bang!"

"Go to bed early, bang!"

"No playing, bang!"

"Dare to have a baby, bang!"

"Cut it off, bang!"

……

"Grasps the grass, what special ghost?" The shadow in the shadow's heart widened. For the first time, I felt as if I had fallen into some strange world.

the spirit almost leave the body in horror, and make complaints about the two men's brains. Because, according to past experience, such watchmen are always blessed with the power of the world, and when they shout a loud voice, knock on the gong.It's not afraid, but it matters.

"Can't you find one who stays up late? Although the city is small, there are always 50000 people. If not, I will eat rice by myself! "

The shadow inspired himself, but half an hour later --

the shadow squatted powerlessly in the corner of the wall, speechless to ask the dark clouds. All the people in this city, except the night watchman, were staying up all night. They were all sleeping soundly.

According to the rules of the dream law, as long as the person in the real dimension is sleeping, no matter what dream he has, he will be protected by the dream law, because this is the foundation of the dream dimension.

Of course, this is not to say that the dream dimension is a good person, just limited by the rules.

Believe it or not, as long as you tear a hole, no matter whether you are really sleeping or not, you will be torn to pieces by the army of dreams?

"It seems that we have to take the second place. There can be no dog, cat or mouse in this city. As long as we can plant a nightmare seed, everything will be easy to say."

The shadow continued to inspire his fighting spirit. After all, if he tossed on, the sky would be bright.

This time, he was not disappointed. An energetic dog was looking left and right, up and down, excited as if he saw something.

"Just you!"

The shadow seemed to see the Savior, and a tiger jumped on it -

"stab

A wisp of fire lit up, and a scream could be heard. The fire lit up all around. There was no dog. There was only a energetic man sitting there, holding a mutton kebab in one hand, and eating with his mouth full of oil. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the thing wearing the mutton kebab was twelve immortal swords, which automatically roasted and sprinkled cumin It's the kind that can feed.

"It seems that this is the way it is tonight. I don't know which generation of disciples gave me a bad idea. I want to rob Mahayana, but I was reduced to a vigil in such a small city. It's really heartbreaking, shocking and unforgettable! I don't want to be talented! "

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