After the immortal disappeared

The curse master quickly threw out a half-hand-sized puppet from his pocket.

The puppet transformed on the ground and became the same height as a human being, becoming a green scarf warrior.

"Carry me on your back!" The spell master made matters worse when he cast a spell after being seriously injured. He kept coughing, "Hurry, hurry up!"

Fortunately, the effectiveness of the puppet he summoned was not compromised. He literally picked him up and ran out.

…

He Lingchuan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, startling the telescope beside his pillow.

"You finally woke up!" Jing Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that He Lingchuan likes to sleep with this thing, but he is used to placing the mirror toward the outside. If someone sneaks up on him at night, he will be seen in the mirror immediately.

It can call the police and confuse the enemy.

He Lingchuan grabbed the mirror and stood up. While putting on his boots, he said angrily: "Thank you for being called a soul-catching mirror. If something dirty invades, why don't you take it away?" Not to mention taking it away, you can't stop it no matter how hard you try?

"What?" Jing Jing was confused, "I didn't see anything coming."

"I don't know. It has many faces all over its body, and it won't die even if its head is cut off. I was doing a mission in the City of the Dead, and it suddenly emerged from the water and wanted to kill me." He Lingchuan affirmed, "It must be Coming in from outside.”

"Ugh... according to you, is it a nightmare?" The knowledgeable mirror flickered, "How could you provoke such a thing?"

"You didn't notice it from both ends?"

"Nightmares should only appear in dreams, right?" The mirror asked Chuang Tianqu, "Where do you want me to see it? Unless it runs into the mirror automatically, I can't catch it."

He Lingchuan looked at it suspiciously.

Nightmares do not exist in reality. In theory, there is no doubt about the mirror.

But he always felt like something was wrong?

"Have you been tricked?" Jing Jing was particularly concerned. "It seems like you don't have any new problems."

"No." At this point, he suddenly remembered that the big square pot did not stop the monster.

Very weird.

But recalling the way the red giant shadow and Ju Luoshu dealt with the monster, he vaguely guessed the reason.

Let him in so he can close the door and beat the dog?

Anyway, the monster failed to escape, and ended up being divided between Gu Luoshu and the giant red shadow, with one head left as a souvenir for He Lingchuan.

The mirror asked again: "What happened to those two things?"

If He Lingchuan could wake up, it meant that the other party was unlucky.

To be honest, although it didn't see the nightmare coming, it could feel it.

But the mirror didn't dare to make a sound.

This thing specializes in destroying other people's dreams, and its soul is very similar to dreams, and it is currently in a state of collapse and unrepair. If a nightmare gets inside and wreaks havoc, it's really done.

So when the nightmare passed by, it had to pretend that it was an ordinary mirror.

"Been eaten by the City of the Undead." He Lingchuan climbed out of the window and ran west, "What kind of monster is Nightmare?"

Being eaten... the soul-capturing mirror who was gloating about his misfortune shuddered. It seemed that his luck was pretty good back then?

"You don't know?" It was surprised at first, then speechless, "You don't even know its origin, but you can still fight back! Alas, the City of the Undead has been so good to you."

"Stop talking nonsense." After the broken mirror was closed for a short time, it seemed to be even more talkative, but He Lingchuan could ignore it automatically.

"Do you know Nightmare?" The mirror is still a knowledgeable mirror, "It is also called the Night God."

He Lingchuan thought of the shock and resentment of the monster's head, "You are obviously sleeping, why are you not in dreamland?" Apparently it thought it was He Lingchuan's dream.

"This kind of thing appeared very early, and its origin is unknown. There is a saying that they are also transformed from part of the human soul, but they feed on the energy and spirit of ordinary people. If the victim dies in a dream, the reality will be He would also die. Later, some magicians found a way to communicate with him, because there was no trace of the murder in the dream, the deceased was awake, there were no wounds on his body, and the cause of death could not be found. "

Can't wake up? He Lingchuan's heart moved. Where had he seen it before?

"Don't just hear it, is there anything specific?"

Ha, the requirements are quite high. "Yes, it happens that what I do is similar to that of a nightmare, so I know that it has two ways to attack: either it drags you into its world, or it breaks into your dream and turns it into a nightmare."

Can this thing also change the prey's dreams? He Lingchuan suddenly realized, no wonder the nightmare was so surprised when he couldn't change the environment in the cave.

Panlong City is not even He Lingchuan's home stadium, so how could it be arbitrarily transformed by it?

"Is the ability of nightmares to transform nightmares very powerful?"

"Of course!" said the mirror, "Although it is your dream, the nightmare can turn it into your home field. Only by letting you have constant nightmares can you lose your energy and weaken your soul in endless fear, and finally Devoured by it."

From this point of view, Nightmare has never been able to use the strongest method after breaking into Panlong City.

He Lingchuan thought of the huge nightmare that appeared under the water.

He Lingchuan and Ju Luoshu killed its clone, and he came to take revenge in person.

Even though it wasn't its home court, it didn't have time to change the surrounding environment. He Lingchuan knew that he was no match for it as soon as he saw it.

The pressure that ghost thing brought to him was very strong.

It's just that the mantis is chasing the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Before the beast showed its power, it was taken away by a wave of red giant shadows that arrived later.

He Lingchuan ran very fast, crossing three hundred feet while talking to the mirror, and then arrived at his destination:

Tongfu Inn.

A person like him who came to seek revenge with such ferocity would of course not go through the main entrance. Instead, he would split open the wooden window with a blow from his palm and throw a sweet dumpling in first.

This thing is colorless and invisible, but it smells so bad that even creatures with noses can't stand it.

Curse masters are also human beings and cannot escape physiological reactions.

Sure enough, there was a roar in the room, and two shadows came out through the window. The other party was angry.

Uh, two?

He Lingchuan first saw someone rushing out of the window and aimed three axes at him.

The speed was so fast that he just blinked before the opponent stepped forward and slashed his neck with the glowing axe.

So fast!

He Lingchuan stretched out his sword to block.

"Dangdang" three times in a row to play fast.

The opponent's three wild ax blows were like a violent storm, and their energy locked everything around He Lingchuan. He could not retreat or avoid them, so he had to fight hard.

The sharp edge brought out by the ax blade was less than one foot, and it condensed its essence.

It's not that he has no room for expansion, but this scale is the sharpest, no different from the ax blade itself.

Thanks to He Lingchuan's experience in fighting bravely on the plateau, he leaned back and shrank his neck.

The ax wind almost passed through his Adam's apple, missing his vital point by only half an inch!

He hadn't encountered such a fierce opponent for a long time.

The second ax takes the heart, and the third ax takes the Tianling Cap.

The opponent's violent air flow swept forward, making He Lingchuan feel that he was not facing a living person, but an avalanche that was coming towards him, which were shells just fired from the cannon on Panlong City!

Those who are a little less morally virtuous may face such a strong sense of oppression and be immediately suppressed and beheaded directly.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan's sword skills were practiced in stormy seas, and his understanding of Qi movement is deeper than ordinary people.

What's more, he has seen stronger and sharper attacks.

The real power of his two dantians circulated crazily, allowing him to withstand the three-step ax to open the door.

At this time, he discovered that the opponent's ax wind also brought out tiny ice crystals, like snow and powder. They were inconspicuous at first glance, but when they hit his body, he felt a burst of ice coldness, and his body immediately became stiff...

These ice crystals have a hysteresis effect, and if you touch a few more, you may shiver from the cold.

After taking the three axes, He Lingchuan had used up 20% of his real power, his arms were sore, and there was a gash in the tiger's mouth on his left hand.

The other party seemed a little surprised and let out a slight sigh.

After hitting him with three whirlwind axes, this kid can still stand, with the weapon in his hand still intact?

At this time the second black shadow also came.

It wanted to come out of the wooden window, but it was too big. It burst through the wooden window with a "bang" and even broke a big hole in the wall. Then it ran towards He Lingchuan.

Although it was equally powerful, it was not as fast as its companions. He Lingchuan could see its appearance clearly at a glance.

This is clearly a giant bear.

When all fours were on the ground, he was almost six feet tall at the shoulders, which was taller than an average man. Viewed from the front, it is as round as a battering ram.

As he ran, the whole building shook.

Would this thing still work if it stood up?

He Lingchuan found it difficult to challenge the man in front of him. How could he add a giant bear to his opponent?

Of course the other party also felt his predicament and took advantage of him again.

The giant bear has also pounced on it, and is about to attack from both sides.

It likes to bully its opponents like this, and several times it has combined attacks with its companions to directly beat the enemy into meatloaf.

It's so refreshing.

At this time, He Lingchuan fell down with a whoosh.

They were fighting on the roof, and the construction quality of Tongfu Inn was quite good. Otherwise, how could the roof withstand a violent bear's rush?

In fact, He Lingchuan's battle with his opponent put the heaviest burden on it.

As long as He Lingchuan raised his leg and kicked it, the roof collapsed, and even the wood and tiles fell downstairs.

The man and the bear also fell down.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand in mid-air, and the arrow in his sleeve hit the wooden beam on the opposite side with a "snap" sound.

With a pull, he escaped from his opponent's axe. A few more ups and downs and you're on the beam easily.

In the blink of an eye, one person and one bear fell to the ground.

Of course, the falling heavy objects couldn't do anything to them. He Lingchuan saw the wooden beam fall, and the man didn't even try to hide, but just carried it with his shoulders.

With a bang, the wooden beam broke into two pieces. The man brushed his shoulders and dusted off the sawdust.

What a powerful body, what a powerful real power.

"Who are you?" He Lingchuan looked at the two opponents, "Why did you put a curse on me?"

This man was taller than him, with broad shoulders and a round waist. He had a cruel face and wore an eyepatch over his right eye.

He looked like a ruthless character at first glance, and He Lingchuan could not mistake the murderous aura in him.

How many people have to be killed to achieve this powerful evil?

But can such a person still be good at spells? He was doubtful.

The man raised his ax and patted his heart: "Tongxinwei, Fan Sheng."

The giant bear also spoke: "Tongxinwei, Fan Bao."

One surname for different species? He Lingchuan tilted his head: "Are you two brothers?"