Chapter Ninety-Three: The Test of the Teacher

"I will slowly torture you on the first level and wear down your will. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info and then throw you to the second level, so that you will live forever in torment, never to turn over. What do you think? Zuo Pan smiled hideously, his eyes scarlet.

Looking at his eyes, Luo Ran knew that Zuo Pan was about to go mad, and only the eyes of people who went mad were this kind of scarlet.

She just stood where she was, not speaking, so as not to anger Zuo Pan, and secretly called for Zhan Lao in her heart. "Master, this Zuo Pan said that the 'Dream Realm' is really so powerful?"

"Well, I can feel that what he said is true." The old man held his beard and replied in the Luo Ran Divine Pattern space.

"So how do I crack it?"

"Xiao Ran'er, you can only think about the way to solve it, don't rely too much on the old man." Zhan Lao said incomprehensibly: "But I can remind you that the root of the dream world is spiritual power, and spiritual power dominates everything and produces illusions. Dreams are not only your dreams, but also his dreams. ā€

"What are my dreams, and his dreams? Master, Master? ā€

No matter how Ren Luoran shouted, Zhan Lao just didn't say a word anymore.

Luo Ran said hatefully in his heart: "For the old disrespect, the apprentices have been slaughtered by others, and they still look unfathomable, is it time to teach the apprentices!" ā€

She knew that Zhan Lao could hear it, and after she finished speaking, she didn't care what Zhan Lao would think, so she began to look at the space.

In the Divine Pattern Space, Zhan Lao's hand shook when he heard Luo Ran's words, and he tore off several beards. said to himself, 'Luo Ran is still young, but he is still a child'.

There was no one on the street, only Zuo Pan smiled hideously.

Luo Ran gently rolled his dark eyes and looked around.

Zuo Pan smiled 'hehe', and his laughter was very weird: "You say, how can I torture you?" By the way, let's play with these pieces of waste first. With a wave of his hand, ten black-clothed people jumped out of the surroundings, and the black-clothed people didn't speak, summoning a god-patterned weapon to attack Luo Ran.

Luo Ran hurriedly jumped back, and the giant scythe swung continuously, blocking the man in black. But those people in black seemed to be dying, desperately trying to attack Luo Ran even if they were injured.

Dead soldiers......

Luo Ran frowned, and the red armor flashed instantly. The silver sickle is also covered with a thick thunder power. Since she is a dead soldier, then she doesn't need to keep her hand.

The silver scythe swung in the air, and the scythe struck the dead man with a bloody streak. In just a few breaths, all ten dead men fell.

"Hey...... Hey. It's such a waste, so unbeaten. The dead man died, but Zuo Pan didn't have any expression.

He bit his finger and put it into the dazzling purple cloud, and in an instant, the scarlet under his eyes suddenly dripped blood and tears. "Hey...... Hey hey ......"

Zuo Pan continued to smile weirdly as if he didn't know.

As soon as the laughter rang out, the fallen dead men all got up. All the wounds on his body disappeared, as if nothing had happened, and he rushed towards Luo Ran again.

What's going on?

Luo Ran frowned, and while fending off the attack of the dead soldiers, he observed them.

Those people's movements can't be said to be smooth, but they are not stiff at all. Except for the numbness of his expression, he is no different from a normal person.

But the dead man, a person who even disregards life and death in order to achieve his goal, will he have an expression?

Luo Ran was puzzled, and his movements were not slow at all, but after a while, those dead soldiers fell to the ground again.

This time, Luo Ran was ruthless, and none of the corpses were completed.

"Hehe, I'm smart, but it's a pity that it's useless." Zuo Pan continued to laugh, scarlet blood and tears falling uncontrollably.

Luo Ran didn't look at him, but stared at the corpse on the ground.

The lilac light flashed away, and the light was too dim to be found if it weren't for Luo Ran's careful look.

The light faded, the corpses glued together as if nothing had happened, and the dead man crawled up again.

Luo Ran did not hesitate to swing the giant scythe to cut off the dead, these people can no longer be called 'people'.

Getting up and falling, no matter how many times Luo Ran cut off the 'dead soldiers', they were still able to get up.

The lilac glow had always dimmed, but it never faded.

Luo Ran's heart sank, knowing that he couldn't continue to consume like this. If she continued like this, she didn't know if she could consume the lilac light, but she didn't have much power for her own divine pattern.

When the dead man got up again, Luo Ran didn't choose to attack, but observed the surroundings while defending.

Zuo Pan smiled at Luo Ran, "Don't you have any strength?" Hehe, you can't kill it. It's been so long, and the power of your divine pattern is almost exhausted, hehe, it's a pity, this is just the beginning. ā€

With his words, a large number of black-clothed people poured out from all directions, and they attacked Luo Ran in unison. The weapon in his hand flashed with a cold glow, and the pores trembled.

Luo Ran only swept it, and knew that there were almost five hundred people, and they were all dead soldiers, and they were dressed exactly like those ten people.

500 'dead soldiers' who can't be killed?

Luo Ran clenched the giant scythe in her hand, even if she only defended, these five hundred tireless 'dead soldiers' would be enough to consume her.

She couldn't help but ask silently in her heart: "Master, do you really have to see death and not save you?" ā€

"If you don't save me again, I can use the power of Yanzun. Don't say anything about whether people will find out, and if you don't use the power of Yanzun, I'll die here. It's better to use Yanzun and escape. She said a little angrily.

Zhan Lao sighed slowly, his tone was full of guilt: "Xiao Ran'er, since you entered my door, I have never asked you harshly. Because of my special nature, I can't personally set a test for you, so this time it will be my test for you. I command you to use your own power to break through the 'Dream Realm'. ā€

"Ran'er, the power of Yanzun is easy to use, and anything can be achieved with a move of the mouth. But your own strength is your real strength. You have to remember that you yourself are a full-level talent, and it is only because of the existence of Yanzun that your talent is covered. But you can cover it up again, you are still you, and what belongs to you is still yours. ā€

What belongs to her is still hers...... Do you mean her full-level talent?

Luo Ran couldn't help but think that in the past few years, although her talent was only level five, her cultivation had never fallen. Even compared to the seventh-level talent, she has never pulled it down. She always thought it was the result of her hard work, but it turned out to be related to her talent.

The corners of his mouth tugged at a smile, Luo Ran felt more confident, and his arms wielding the silver sickle were full of strength.

"Master, since it is the test you give to the apprentice, then the apprentice can break through this 'dream realm' with his own strength."

Luo Ran murmured softly in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened. "Master, even if you can't set a test for me personally, don't feel guilty, you taught me well. I have learned a lot from you, and today, I will let you accept the results. ā€

Because Zhan Lao is a soul body, he can only guide Luo Ran in words, and he can't teach by word and deed. I couldn't save Luo Ran when she was in danger, and I always felt very guilty in my heart. Hearing Luo Ran's words at this time, the old man who had no tears only felt that his eyes were hot.

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