After listening to Zhang Yang's simple explanation, Mu Shaoan sighed.

"I don't think your ability to cause trouble is inferior at all, but can you ask you to say hello in advance next time you make trouble? The dream invasion has made my anti-curse system become a decoration."

"I said it was an emergency, and if possible, I would really rather hope that the tree root would not betray it." Zhang Yang showed a bitter smile at this time. He used the dream tree root before, but it was a big deal.

"Then I understand. The small quotation strategy is not easy to use, haha!" Mu Shaoan smiled knowingly, then asked with a different question, "But is our arrangement really okay now? The opposite side is the power of the ancient god-level dream."

"I have no idea."

Zhang Yang rarely showed a trace of solemnity. The relaxedness he pretended before was actually for the eight-colored spiritual plants to see. If he really had the confidence to compete with the ancient god of dreams, that would be a joke.

However, seeing that a circle of people changed color instantly, Zhang Yang quickly said: "But at least we are not unable to fight back. In addition, we have to be glad that what invades us is the power of the ancient dream god, not the ancient dream god in person. In addition, we must also be glad that we are in the real dimension, which is equivalent to providing us with an additional layer of extremely strong barrier, which can at least weaken 40% of the power of the ancient dream god."

"I'll go, Fatty Zhang, don't be surprised. What are the rules and trump cards, and what kind of cards they have, and you don't know how scary this is." Mu Shaoan said quickly. He was really worried. When he arrived at Fatty Zhang's territory, he could not make trouble at the inherent rhythm.

"No, this time there is really nothing. Everyone, I'm going through the difficulties together!"

Zhang Yang shouted, then he went back to the Sword Immortal Hall with a whoosh. It is the safest place now.

Everyone:...

Zhang Yang, who returned to the Sword Immortal Hall, opened the ban, sat on the throne, picked up a piece of iced watermelon, and leaned back comfortably. At the same time, 360 small bricks were automatically floating in the air, and 3,600 pictures were projected on them, which basically covered the Sword Immortal Heaven and Earth, the Qingmu Heaven and Earth, and the ancient castle in the dream dimension.

Next, just watch the show.

About an hour later, when Zhang Yang ate the 54th iced watermelon, there was finally some movement. I saw that in an extremely remote town in a remote mundane kingdom, a shadow poked out like a hair, extremely careful.

Mixed in such a quiet and dim night, the shadows were almost impossible to be discovered. It was observed like ghosts, dodging forward and backward, and various false actions, silently walking through the streets. Although it had heard a lot of snoring when passing by, it still went straight to the brothel lane in this small town without saying a word.

That’s right, this is an eternal recipe that has been tried and tested in countless plane dimensions!

That is, beautiful wine is really wonderful, beautiful people make people laugh. They share the same slap every night, heroes turn into pustules. Pustules give birth to flies, which is really a good thing.

Um?

That shadow was like an extraordinary old driver who found a familiar place in this small town. That's right, it was here, the rich aroma of powder and a certain atmosphere that could prove it.

But why is it so dark here, there is no light at all, what about the beauty, the beloved, the smile and the face, this is unscientific!

The shadows linger, wander, and wander back and forth, very unwilling to accept it.

Because men who are arrogant and crazy wolf in the flower and moon place, especially those who don’t get out of bed for several days or nights, are the best media for invasion. As long as you plant a nightmare seed, autumn will - no, just wait patiently for a few days or even hours. After all, this is the power of the ancient god.

However, even the power of the ancient gods cannot penetrate the two dimensions of reality and dream for no reason.

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

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

"Forget it, there is no top-quality media, and it is also possible to have a second-rate media. After all, this time it's not just me."

The shadow comforted himself like this, preparing to find a guy who had been doing all night long, after all, this was the hour of Xu.

The shadow returned to the empty street. It was wrong, not that there was no one. Two night patrol guests walked across from him, one carrying a lantern in the front and the other carrying a gong in the back. He beat it after a few steps, and shouted after a few steps.

"The sky is dry, bang!"

"Be careful of the candle, bang!"

"Go to bed early, bang!"

"Don't play, bang!"

"Dare to have a baby, bang!"

"Cut off the door, bang!"

...

"Holding the grass, what a fucking ghost?" The shadow in the shadow of the heart expanded a little, and for the first time I felt like I had fallen into some strange world.

After complaining wildly, Shadow resisted the urge to jump out and eat the minds of these two updaters, because based on past experience, such night patrolers are blessed by the unique power of the world. When they shout and beat the gong, the ordinary little ghosts will be shocked to death.

Although it is not afraid, it is important.

"If you don't believe it, you can't find someone who stays up late? Although this city is small, there are always 50,000 people. If not, I will eat rice fields myself!"

The shadow inspired myself, but, half an hour later—

The shadow squatted in the corner of the wall with weak helplessly asking the dark clouds, I'm here, I'm here, except for the night patrol updates, all of them are sleeping, and they're 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 basis of the dream dimension.

Of course, this does not mean that the dream dimension is a good person, but it is limited by the rules.

Believe it or not, just tear a hole open, then no matter whether you are sleeping in real or not, you will be torn to pieces by the dream army?

"It seems that we can only settle for the second best. There is no dog, cat, or rat in this city. As long as we can plant a nightmare seed, everything will be easy to say."

The shadow continues to inspire my fighting spirit, after all, it will be dawn if I continue to torture.

This time, it was not disappointed. A full-minded dog was looking left and right, looking up and down, as excited as if he had seen something.

"You're the one!"

The shadow seemed to see the savior, and a tiger pounced on it—

"Thorn!"

A ray of fire ignited, and a scream could be heard vaguely. The fire illuminated the surroundings. There was no dog. There was only a energetic man sitting there, holding a handful of lamb skewers in one hand, and was eating it all over his mouth. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the things wearing lamb skewers were actually twelve immortal swords, which were automatically roasted in the fire, sprinkled cumin, and would be fed automatically when cooked.

"It seems like this is the case tonight. I don't know which generation of disciples came up with the bad idea. I thought that I had passed the tribulation and became a small town to watch the night. It was so heartbreaking. People's hearts are not old! I can't be seen with talent!!"
Chapter completed!