followed his grandfather to walk around Superstar City, night came again, returned to the inn room, yawned a big yawn to Wen Nan, held his head strongly, and didn't want to sleep, but he didn't sleep last night, and at this time, the two eyelids were even more fighting, and finally fell asleep on the table.

In his sleep, Xiang Wennan slowly opened his eyes, and when he found himself standing in a world shrouded in blue and black mist again, he stood up suddenly, and hurriedly looked at his body, as if he remembered something terrifying.

But this time there didn't seem to be any accidents, which made him both relieved and a little puzzled, glanced at the fog around him, and remembered his grandfather's words, which must be used to overcome difficulties.

"I am the inheritor of the spirit summoning family, I am not afraid, I am not afraid..."

Cheering himself up, Xiang Wennan gritted his teeth and decided to explore this weird misty dream, because he also knew that it was not a way to go on like this, and he would be driven crazy sooner or later.

The fog was empty, there was nothing, only his footsteps were echoing, walking for a while, just when Xiang Wennan was a little irritable, the surrounding fog slowly dispersed, which he had not experienced in his previous dreams.

Curiously, he glanced ahead of the dissipating fog, where a figure in slightly shabby heavy armor leaned silently on his seat, as if in an eternal slumber.

Suddenly, a long breath sounded, and a faint glimmer of stars flickered in the hollow darkness on the steel helmet, and Xiang Wennan felt as if he had a hungry wolf-like gaze staring at him.

The heavily armored figure shuddered, raised an arm with difficulty, and held out a finger pointed at him, his tone low, frantic, and as cold as ice.

"You... It's going to be me!"

Xiang Wennan was stunned by the strange momentum of the other party, and then he felt that his right arm was suddenly very itchy, the white cloth wrapped around it fell off, and the dense eyes turned with a strange gaze, and it actually spread along the connection of the broken arm to the shoulder.

"No, I don't want it!"

Looking at the eyes that grew longer and more on his body, Xiang Wennan's eyes were full of fear, and he frantically shook his right arm, and a scream sounded, as if he wanted to shake off this arm, but it was all in vain.

The dense evil eyes soon covered his whole body, and began to spread from his mouth to his body, Xiang Wennan collapsed and knelt on the ground, knocking his head while reciting the spirit mantra, but the method that worked before was completely ineffective at the moment, and he couldn't wake up at all.

Raising his head in pain, he set his eyes on the figure sitting on the throne, his whole body was completely overwhelmed by his eyes, his soul that had been tormented all this time completely collapsed, his eyes were full of despair, he couldn't escape at all, he couldn't escape, because he... In the end, it will only become him.

As this thought arose, his heart wavered, and the eyes that belonged to him dimmed, and the despair that filled him dissipated, and a little starlight flickered, turning into a member of the evil eyes, with a strange and inexplicable demonic spirit.

"I... It's back!"

At this moment, the heavily armored figure slowly stood up, and with every step it took, the armor on its body would be unloaded to the ground, and finally, only a piece of armor remained, and the figure wrapped in it disappeared without a trace.

"Ahh

"Another nightmare? You have to learn to adapt and overcome!"

A miserable scream sounded in the room, and Xiang Wentian, who was sleeping lightly, also woke up, but his movements were not hurried, this stinky boy had nightmares and yelled every day, he was used to it, sighed, his old bones were really a little unbearable.

"No, I just... Need some blood food recovery!"

The moment Xiang Wentian approached, the bandages wrapped around his right arm were scattered, and the eyes on his arm were all alive, glaring at him with a sinister cold light, making him stunned in place for a moment.

An arm was inserted into the other party's heart, and the young man stared at Xiang Wentian with an indifferent and unfamiliar gaze, and said coldly!

Xiang Wentian recovered from the mental pollution, and looked at his grandson in disbelief, his body slumped with pain, self-blame, and extreme anger in his eyes.

But there was a laugh with mad murderous intent in his body, and with a tearing sound, a skinny imp tore flesh and blood from the back of the corpse, its skin was like the dead bark of an ancient tree, its whole body was drenched in blood, its facial features were wrong, one eye was hollow, and the other eye was huge.

Swallowing the essence of his heart in one gulp, Heath Bell let out a 'hmm?' and glanced down at the ghost creature lying on the ground, and a trace of blue-black evil god power recovered and escaped.

The little ghost who was quacking and laughing was stared at by so many evil eyes, laughed and coughed, the ghost laughed smaller and smaller, looked left and right, and knelt on the ground with a puff, his body trembled, and he didn't dare to make any movements.

"Interesting, I smell something like an evil thing!"

Heath glanced at the imp faintly, walked slowly to the window, looked up at the stars in the sky, and then chuckled lowly.

"The world... Not bad!"

"It's just a pity that the body was killed, what the hell is going on with that guy, and I don't know how to find me? Hmph, but I'll go back sooner or later, and the revenge of killing my son should be repaid with destruction!"

I tried to call out to my dependents, but there was no response, and I don't know if it was too far away or they were all dead, the former is possible, but the latter is probably more likely!

Thinking that his nest of evil god heirs were all top-level dependents with great potential, and now they were all wiped out, he suddenly felt a little distressed!

However, this painful lesson also made him more vigilant, some of the world's top powerhouses may know or have seen other evil gods, they must be careful in the future, and it is even better not to let their own body go to those powerful worlds, the body is still raised in vain, and it is safer to find a pimple corner to hide.

By the way, there is also this life-saving method of somatic differentiation, if there is a condition in the future, you have to throw out a little more, and it is best to take a step to throw one, so that it is safer.

Dying once made Hiss even more thoughtful, don't say anything, being alive is hope.

Finally, he looked down at his right arm, the injury was very serious, most of his body was gone, and even his soul was hatched through someone else's shell, and it was estimated that it would take a long time to recover his full glory.

"System, are you dead?

Thinking of something, Hiss said with some dissatisfaction, don't other people's systems have their own invincible shielding function?

"Squeak!"

A cold squeak sounded, and Hiss knocked on the edge of the window, why do you really squeak?