The battle in the soul space, needless to say, is also very dangerous.

It's a hundred times more dangerous than real-world combat!

After all, when it comes to the soul, you can't be too careful. And the battle of the soul, with every blow, can cause horrific and irreparable damage!

And the blow from the bald head just now naturally made Meng Xin extremely uncomfortable.

Of course, it's just uncomfortable, and it doesn't hurt. This makes Meng Xin feel a little strange.

The pain in his soul has been experienced, and it shouldn't be like this. Could it be that it was because he swallowed the core of his dream, which was part of his soul?

Thinking of this, the corners of Meng Xin's mouth twitched.

In fact, even if he didn't devour that dream core, with the strength of his soul, no one would be afraid. Just a dreamer, I'm afraid of hair!

Anyway, the current situation, either die or the other party dies!

Come on!

Meng Xin smashed it with a punch, but it was empty.

The bald figure disappeared in an instant.

Behind him, there was a sudden dull pain, as if he had been slammed into it with a sledgehammer, and there was a muffled sound. Meng Xin bared his teeth, and the small pain could be completely endured. Suddenly, in the sea of consciousness, a notebook shone with a dim light.

It was dim, but the light was very bright.

It's a bit contradictory, but it does give Meng's salary that feeling.

It's the notebook you got in the pure white world!

What was it? Meng Xin didn't know even at the moment, but he knew that it was this Dongdong who protected his soul.

The corners of his mouth pulled, and Meng Xin turned around with a punch, but he still didn't hit the bald head.

The laughter of the bald head was in a trance around, fluttering, as if a megaphone had been turned on, everywhere, and it was impossible to distinguish the location.

"In my soul space, you want to defeat me? It's impossible! If I want you to die, you won't live for the next second!" the bald head said loudly, but Meng Xin did sneer, and he heard a hint of guilt.

"Come on, I really don't want to live past the next second, come on, kill me!" Meng Xin pointed to his neck, smiled, and even closed his eyes.

The bald head stopped talking.

He now has a feeling of eating Xiang!

It's obviously his own soul space, and he can control everything, but that damn soul, he can't hurt it at all!

In other words, your own attack can't break the defense at all and cause enough damage to the opponent!

It's incredible, it's incredible!

How could he have such a powerful soul? stronger than him, a dream maker who had constructed countless dream realms and devoured the consciousness energy and even souls of many sleepwalkers and even sleepwalkers?

How can it be?

However, the facts are in front of him, and the one in front of him who arrogantly closed his eyes and waited for him to solve it is really so powerful, he obviously feels that he has attacked the other party, but he has only caused a little damage, which means that if you want to kill him, it is extremely difficult, and it is basically an impossible task!

What to do?

Or do you want to throw him out of his soul space and expel him from his body?

The bald head thought it was a good idea.

A soul that has lost its physical dependence will not be its own opponent. He doesn't even have to do it himself, he will dissipate and die himself, right?

Thinking of this, the bald head immediately put it into action. With a move of will, the soul space was communicated, and a powerful and incomparable force of rejection and pushing frantically surged towards Mengxin.

Meng Xin suddenly felt a sense of drowning, as if a huge wave had hit him, and the violent pressure seemed to crush his body.

"This is ......" Meng Xin felt the violent power, guessing that maybe it was this soul space, this body was ...... Reject him?

"You want to drive me away, dream!" Meng Xin's mouth curled into a hideous smile.

A strong will exploded, and Meng Xin instantly felt that his surroundings had settled down, and the pressure was still there, but he didn't have the feeling that Fang Cai's feet didn't touch the ground as if he was about to be pushed away.

Walking one foot at a time, his steps were firm, although there was resistance, but it was only to the extent of walking against the wind, and there was nothing to be afraid of! Meng Xin approached the bald head in his original form step by step, looked at him with a sluggish look, and smashed it with hatred.

There was a crackling sound, as if the glass had been shattered. On the bald head, a fist mark dented, and a large puff of bright and shiny light burst out, and then followed Meng Xin's fist and arm, directly into his body.

The bald head howled.

Meng Xuan, on the contrary, let out a comfortable moan.

Refreshing!

What pure energy!

Go on!

Meng Xin punched him again, and the bald head screamed again, this time the whole head turned into light and was absorbed by Meng Xin mercilessly. Such a guy who wants to kill himself in the dream world, if he shows mercy, he is really sick.

Bang bang bang!

One punch after another, the punch hit the flesh, and the bald head was soon beaten to the point that only half of his body remained, and the soul space became more and more unstable, and it seemed to have a tendency to collapse. Seeing this, Meng Xin held half of his body in one hand and rushed towards the huge dream core, and then ...... Move your hands together.

While bald, he absorbed the pure energy of the Dream Core.

The soul space instantly emitted a terrifying roar, like an earthquake. Unmoved, frantically absorbing the core of dreams.

The body was quickly enriched, and a powerful force poured into the body, and soon, Meng Xin felt a sense of fullness, but the core of the dream was only absorbed by a third, and it couldn't be stopped.

If you stop, these will all be wasted.

Isn't it just that you can't eat and walk around, keep eating!

Meng Xin gave up the bald head with only two legs left, and his hands were pressed on the core of the dream, and in an instant, the light of the colorful glass was flourishing, and on Meng Xin's body, a burst of bright light surged, and the colorful light formed a coat on the body.

The body felt more and more bulging, especially the head, and there was an illusion that it was about to explode. Well, not an illusion. If he continues to absorb, Meng Xin believes that he will really explode. But nearly half of the Dream Core has not been absorbed, so it's a pity to throw it away.

The speed of the space cracking became more and more terrifying, and the roaring sound of shattering continued to sound all the time, and the volume of the soul space became smaller and smaller.

Just now, it was an endless space, but now, the surroundings were pitch black, and the mirrors were shattered, and they began to spread towards the side where the dream core was located, constantly compressing the limited space.

What to do?

Suddenly, an important question came to mind. How do I get out of here?

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I don't know if I can master this space after devouring the consciousness of that bald head?

Meng Xin tried to try, and was suddenly pleasantly surprised. It works!

The consciousness tried to control the spatial collapse to slow down the speed, and supported it for a while, but I didn't expect it to be really useful. The energy is consumed at a rapid rate as the rate of rupture slows down. Joy in salary.

In this way, the remaining dream cores will not be wasted!

Although there is a suspicion that the bear is blind and breaks corn, the energy absorbed is much more than the current consumption, so it is definitely not a loss.

So Meng Xin absorbed and released at the same time.

Soon, the huge dream core was only a small piece of the fist. In the end, Meng Xin absorbed the core of the dream, and the surrounding space was compressed to the size of a public toilet cubicle.

With a bang, he left this soul space that did not belong to him.

……

Meng Xuan, who regained consciousness, suddenly discovered a fact that frightened him.

His current body is in a state of soul!

With a thought, he found that the room he was in was still the bald house. On the ground, the bald corpse looked dead, and a pair of eyes were staring at the boss, and the eyes were unfocused.

Coming to this other world in the form of a soul is really ......

There is nothing to say about Meng's salary.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong!

His soul body seems to be dissipating!

Subconsciously sinking into the depths of his soul, Meng Xin found the culprit, the notebook, which was devouring his soul energy—to be precise, the nuclear power of dreams that had not yet been fully transformed into his own energy.

"This notebook, sure enough, has something to do with the dream world, and even ...... Maybe it was left behind by a dreamer or a sleepwalker?"

Meng Xin "looked" at the notebook that devoured the nuclear power of dreams like a bottomless pit in the depths of his soul, and was speechless for a while.

Ma Dan, if he sucks it at this speed, his own soul will be swallowed up, no, he is already dissipating now, it is precisely because of this notebook.

Do you want to be so pitiful?

Meng Xin felt that he had been unlucky since he entered the small dark room of the Time and Space Administration. And after being cursed by that damn snow girl, his fate is even more ill-fated.

Ma Ma Pi!

Now what needs to be considered is not how to go back, but how to save your soul!

Meng Xin controlled the soul body to float and float, experienced a handful of piercing through the wall, and then appeared under a scorching sun.

In the sky, the red sun is shining, and the surrounding mountains and rivers are beautiful.

In the villa manor, a smooth stone road leads to the outside of the manor. Meng Xin looked into the distance and saw that it was a villa on a mountain, shrugged his shoulders, and he floated down the mountain.

We have to find a body quickly, or the soul will have to dissipate completely.

Just drifted halfway, and Meng was stunned. Then he slapped his own head.

In the villa, doesn't TM have a ready-made hot body?

And it also has a certain connection with the current soul that devoured the core of the dream and consciousness, it must be very compatible, right, why go far to find another body?

It's stupid!

Meng Xin hurriedly flew back. Finally, when his body was already translucent, he returned to the house and plunged headlong into the bald corpse.

A very strange sensation came, as if he was getting dressed, and after a few moments, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared and he opened his eyes.

Reached out and shook it.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This body belongs to him now.

Almost instinctively, Meng Xin looked down.

"Whew...... It's the same as the original Benmeng's salary, and it's also a big tool. You're bald, you're great. Meng Xin smiled, moved his body, and did not feel the slightest jerky feeling, this body is no different from his own body, such as his arms and fingers.

"Okay, the survival problem is solved, how do I go back?"

Meng Xin sat on the cold ground and thought.

He entered the dream world as a soul, and from the dream world to this other world, if he wanted to go back, it seemed that the only way to go back was to enter the dream world again.

However, after entering, how do you find the Tower of Death and return to your original body?

This is a very serious problem.

Suddenly, the thinking Meng Xin heard a terrible thunderclap.

The thunder was so loud that it seemed to fall on the ceiling above his head, and it shook his ears so much that he was almost deaf.

Shaking his head, his ears were ringing, and his ears were ringing. Meng Xin got up and walked outside.

In the sky, the sun changed from red to blood red, and the color change was so obvious that the sunlight shining from the sky seemed to be blood red, as if the sky was covered with a red plastic film.

Red clouds and mist surged in the sky, and dark purple thunder kept exploding, flowing through the clouds, and the scene was like the end of the world.

In the distance, a town could be faintly seen, and a black smoke rose into the sky, and there, it seemed that a terrifying explosion had just fallen.

The corners of Meng Xin's mouth twitched.

Is the Snow Maiden's curse really that powerful?

Is a piece of equipment on the second floor really so powerful?

Otherwise, why is he so unhappy?

Just solved the problem of survival, and now it seems like it's going to be faced again?

I'm !!

Meng Xin really doesn't know what to say now, fate has abused him thousands of times, I treat my sister fate like my first love?

Sighing, Meng Xin felt the terrifying apocalyptic atmosphere in his surroundings and turned around and walked back to the villa.

Although I don't know the specific civilization level of this world, the human environment and other information, but from the bald home, you can basically guess that this is a parallel world similar to the earth, and the level of science and technology is similar to the earth, so it can basically be regarded as the earth.

So what does he need to do if there is a cataclysm on Earth?

Prepare for troubled times, of course.

Meng Salary is ready to make some weapons first, be prepared.

The combination ability belongs to his own power, hidden deep in the soul, of course, followed him to this world, and Shang Dantian essentially exists in the space between the soul and the pineal gland, at this time, the more or so half of it appears in the soul, Meng Xin is estimated to be the projection of Shang Dantian in the Tower of Death to the body of this other world. Although it is a projection, it is also a real energy, that is, it is weaker than the Tower of Death in all aspects.

So now he is not as good as his body, but he has a weakened version of the upper dantian, as well as the ability to combine, and his self-protection ability is undoubtedly very impressive.

"I don't know what kind of catastrophe it is? It can't be that this kind of celestial phenomenon is normal in this world, right?"

Meng Xin muttered to himself, searching around the huge villa.

There is a lot of food, all of which are fresh ingredients, and looking at the kitchen, it is clear that this bald head usually cooks and eats by himself, and he is very good at enjoying it. All kinds of household tools are also available, and Meng Salary even found a basement.

The moment he saw the basement, Meng Xin suddenly had a feeling...... The world is dangerous!

It is simply unbelievable that a yellow race, in a country that can basically be determined to be similar to Huaxia, has so many dangerous equipment in the basement......