The sound of fighting around him quietly stopped, and Zheng Fang only felt a heavy tiredness hit him, and he couldn't stop closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

"Don't sleep, it's a nightmare, the strange ghost is clearing the field, and you can't wake up again when you sleep. Old Man Qin shook Zheng Fang's body, and his tone trembled slightly.

The darkness was like a great curtain that covered the heavens and the earth, and the weariness swept over like a tidal wave, and the voices of those who knew the soo rose one after another, like answers, and like whispers. After the initial confusion and panic, these voices become like lullabys, hiding malice, as if to lead people into sweet sleep in the depths of darkness.

After being shaken a few times by Old Man Qin, Zheng Fang was slightly sober, but he still felt that he couldn't open his eyes, in addition to the thick sleepiness, he also had a subtle psychology that seemed to be a huge horror coming, and he didn't want to face it, he would rather sleep deeply, and he kept muttering in his heart that dying in a deep sleep was really the best way to die.

"Qin ...... Old Man Qin, you ...... Leave me behind and run away on your own. Zheng Fang mustered up the strength of his whole body and muttered to Old Man Qin, but after only saying one word, he couldn't open his mouth again. Old Man Qin smiled bitterly and shook his head, if he can escape, it doesn't make a difference if he takes Zheng Fang or not, when he reaches his realm, the induction is already very accurate, if he doesn't escape, he can hold on for a while, once he escapes, he is afraid that if he doesn't take two steps, he will lose his whole body strength, and he will sink into a nightmare with his eyes open.

What kind of realm is the strange ghost, Old Man Qin can't say well, but one thing is certain, that is, this strange ghost is absolutely suppressed by him, at least a master above the free realm, but since he has not heard Lao Huang's voice, it is estimated that his situation is not much better, then, this master should be at least two realms higher than Lao Huang, the realm of the gods or the realm of unity? Old man Qin's mouth was bitter, and the most worrying thing still appeared.

Nightmare is not a sophisticated method, it is just a simple spiritual illusion, and a little smarter soul can be cast. However, for so many cultivators with different realms and different races on the scene to cast spells at the same time, using this method to clear the field can only show that this strange ghost is extremely conceited, because, the collective nightmare technique, as long as one person escapes the influence of the spell and is passively transmitted by his spiritual power, everyone on the scene will escape at the same time, and now, Old Man Qin can only hope that Principal Huang's immortal realm spiritual power can be stronger and break free from the nightmare technique as soon as possible, then everyone still has a glimmer of hope for survival.

"Poof, poof", several people fell to the ground, and they couldn't see it in the dark, and they didn't know whether they were friends or foes.

At this time, Zheng Fang was already in a half-dream, half-awake, a little spiritual residue seemed to go to Zhengjiawan, came to Dingbo Lake, the breeze was light, the sun was shining on the lake, sparkling, and there was a small fishing boat rippling in the distance in the hazy distance.

"Zheng Fang, go home for dinner!" was the mother's voice.

"Zheng Fang, where are you, go home for dinner!" ......

Mother, I miss you so much!" Zheng Fang sighed and closed his eyes.

"Hmm, haven't you heard of the name of the Star Picking Sect in the Spirit Realm?" A voice seemed to suddenly sound in everyone's heart, Zheng Fang's spirit suddenly shook, and his sleepiness suddenly eased a lot, and the old man Qin, who was already rickety, also straightened his waist at this moment.

The darkness seemed to fade in an instant, the faint morning light sprinkled down, and the fog disappeared imperceptibly. Zheng Fang only saw clearly at this time, within a semicircle of one or two hundred meters away from the ruins of the hotel, there were dozens of people standing or lying on the ground, he saw Principal Ge struggling to stand up, Liang and Lin Caifeng stood hand in hand, trembling, looking like they were not lightly injured, not far from the two was a ghost covered in a black robe, and Principal Huang was confronting a capable ghost in front of him, there were many people lying on the ground, some were struggling, and some were motionless.

A man in a white-washed grass-green military uniform was standing next to a white-haired stranger a little farther away, looking at it playfully, and the ghost's two small mung bean-like eyes were turning nervously, and he didn't dare to move.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, I'm here!" Zheng Fang was truly overjoyed when he saw the man, and hurriedly shouted, breaking the silence in the field.

Turning his head, the old ancestor smiled at Zheng Fang, and then turned his head to look at the white-haired ghost.

"Dare to do it to my Star Picking Sect disciples, it's not a small courage, you go with me, there are some things I have to ask you for. As the old ancestor spoke, the white-haired ghost visibly shrunk to the naked eye, and the old ancestor then beckoned, and the strange ghost appeared in his palm as if teleporting, already as small as a large sugar pill, and he casually stuffed the strange ghost into the pocket of the military uniform on the right, and after the white-haired ghost entered, the pocket began to bulge and deflat, looking so weird.

Looking at the old ancestor's pocket, Zheng Fang couldn't help but tremble, I'm afraid the taste of being in there is not very pleasant.

After receiving the white-haired ghosts, the old ancestor glanced at the group of people and ghosts in the field who seemed to have been immobilized by the method, and smiled and looked at Principal Huang not far away.

"You have no problem cooking the rest, right?" asked the Ancestor.

"Uh...... Please ask the ancestor to accept the one opposite me as well. Looking at the comparison of forces on the field, his own side was not superior, and Principal Huang asked the old ancestor to face him without blushing at all, and the other party's only immortal realm was also accepted.

"Okay. The old ancestor nodded very well, and the immortal realm ghost saw that the situation was not good, and just about to move his foot, his figure shrank as he saw it, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into the palm of the old ancestor, and the old ancestor stuffed it into the pocket of the military uniform on the left.

"Really, it's not to kill you, what's the point of running?" the old ancestor patted his pocket from the outside in disgust.

"Thank you, Ancestor. Principal Huang solemnly hugged his fist at the old ancestor.

"Well said, well said. I'm going to see my grandson. The Old Ancestor nodded at Principal Huang casually and walked towards Zheng Fang.

"You're good. When he came to Zheng Fang's side, the old ancestor praised Zheng Fang with a smile, and then turned his head to look at Old Man Qin.

"You go get busy, I'll have a few words with my apprentice. ”

Not daring to delay, the old man hugged his fist at the old ancestor, and rushed over to help Lin Caifeng and Liang deal with the strange ghost of the transformation realm.

"Ancestor, I prayed to you before I left, didn't you respond to me? I thought you didn't know?"

"You ask me to reply to you on the left, and let me reply to you on the right, I can reply, but the volume is so loud that it can't shock countless people to death, you can figure it out. The old ancestor looked dissatisfied.

"Forehead ......" Zheng Fang's mind was dizzy, he was worthy of being an ancestor, and this brain circuit was different from our ordinary people.

"Take this down, you did a good job this time, Ziwei Middle Realm forcibly killed the same realm, and you are worthy of being a disciple of my Star Picking Sect. The old ancestor flicked his fingers, and a golden pill fell in front of Zheng Fang, and he had a smile on his face, as if he was extremely satisfied with Zheng Fang's performance.

The battlefield has been almost cleaned up, Principal Huang, who was temporarily idle, looked at the elixir thrown by the old ancestor, and couldn't help but show a look of envy on his face, like Zheng Fang, who fights at the cost of limb energy, in the human world, the sequelae are very huge, and the repair of missing limbs by spiritual power and spiritual power is not only extremely slow, but also consumes a lot. Once the limb is damaged, the hope of promotion is basically very slim. Looking at the meaning of the old ancestor, it was obvious that this problem did not exist for him, and the majestic energy contained in the small elixir had already surprised Principal Huang, who could sense a little.

Without hesitation, Zheng Fang picked up the pill and stuffed it into his mouth, the pill was stiff, there was no taste, and it went down his throat directly after entering his mouth, just when Zheng Fang secretly thought, this pill seemed to be useless, a huge heat suddenly gushed out from Zheng Fang's lower dantian, and he suddenly felt the tingling and itching in his right shoulder, and couldn't help but cry out with an "ouch".

Raising his hand, the old ancestor patted his head gently, Zheng Fang's head tilted, and he fainted beside Liao Yunshan, who had been dead for a long time. Principal Huang's face changed instantly, and he jumped at Zheng Fang suddenly.

"It's okay, limb regeneration is the most painful, and fainting is better. The old ancestor waved his hand.

After checking Zheng Fang's body, he found that there was indeed no problem, especially the position of his broken arm, the originally flat fracture was surrounded by bursts of golden light, and small flesh buds and white bones had already been born, and the flesh was recovering at a visible speed, Principal Huang stood up and once again took a deep look at the old ancestor.

"Thank you to the ancestors for helping, thank you to the ancestors for healing Zheng Fang's injuries, I don't know what the ancestors want, as long as we can do it, we will do it. Principal Huang said sincerely, Zheng Fang's ancestor is too important, and he must have a good relationship with him! After the death of the old principal, Lao Huang saw the dawn of hugging his thighs for the first time.

"Zheng Fang is also a disciple of my Star Picking Sect, saving him is the right thing, you don't have to remember, speaking of which......" The old ancestor patted his left pocket, "Only this, it can be regarded as a little help to you." ”

"Uh......" Principal Huang was stunned, this old ancestor's account was clearly calculated, not like a fool.

"You ...... Can you get clothes like his, I have been running in China for a long time, there is no one on the market, and I don't bother to do anything about stealing. As the old ancestor spoke, he pointed to the military uniform that Liang was wearing.

In fact, Principal Huang and his colleagues have long noticed the strangeness of the ancestor's dress, but they really didn't expect that this ancestor was actually very fond of the military uniforms of our country. The ancestor likes to wear military uniforms, which is a good thing, Principal Huang hurriedly patted his chest to ensure that it was okay.

"It's best to bring these accessories with you. The old ancestor pointed to the collar badge and cockade on the military uniform of Liang and added.