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

"Fat Zhang, I don't think your ability to do anything is inferior in the slightest, but can I ask you to say hello in advance the next time you do something? ”

"I've said it's an emergency, and if it were possible, I'd really rather hope that the roots wouldn't betray. Zhang Yang showed a bitter smile at this time, he didn't know how easy it was to use the dream tree root before, and the result was amazing.

"Then I understand, the trumpet strategy is not easy to use, haha!" Mu Shaoan smiled knowingly, then changed the topic and asked, "But is our arrangement really okay at the moment? ”

"I don't know. ”

Zhang Yang rarely showed a trace of solemnity, the ease he pretended to be before was actually all for the eight-colored spirit plant, if he really had the confidence to confront the Dream Ancient God head-on, it would be a fool's joke.

However, seeing that a circle of people changed color in an instant, Zhang Yang hurriedly said: "But at least we don't have the strength to fight back, in addition, we have to be glad that it is only the power of the Dream Ancient God that invades us, not the Dream Ancient God in person, in addition, we also have to be glad that we are in the reality dimension, which is equivalent to providing us with an additional layer of incomparably strong barrier, which can at least weaken forty percent of the power of the Dream Ancient God." ”

"I'll go, Zhang Fatty, don't be surprised, what are the regulations, what hole cards, and we are all in the bottom, you don't know how scary this is. Mu Shaoan hurriedly said, he was really worried, when he arrived at Zhang Fatzi's territory, he couldn't do things according to the inherent rhythm.

"No, it's really not going to be this time, everyone, let's get through the difficult times together!"

Zhang Yang shouted, and swooped back to the Sword Immortal Hall, now it is the safest here.

All:......

And Zhang Yang, who returned to the Sword Immortal Hall, opened the ban, sat on the throne, picked up a piece of chilled watermelon casually, and leaned back comfortably, at the same time, there were three hundred and sixty small plate bricks automatically floating in the air, and 3,600 pictures were projected on them, and these pictures basically covered the Sword Immortal Heaven and Earth and the Aoki Heaven and Earth and the ancient castle in the dream dimension.

Next, just watch the play.

About an hour later, when Zhang Yang had eaten the fifty-fourth piece of chilled watermelon, there was finally movement, and I saw that in an extremely remote town in a remote mortal kingdom, through the dark night, a wisp of shadow poked out like a hair, extremely cautious.

Mixed in such a quiet and dim night, the shadow can hardly be found, only to see its ghostly left and right observation, dodging back and forth, all kinds of feints, silently walking through the street, although it heard a lot of snoring when passing by, but for the best choice, it still went straight to the green building flower alley in this small city without saying a word.

That's right, this is a recipe that has been tried and tested in countless dimensional dimensions!

That is, the wine is really wonderful, and the beauty makes people laugh. Night after night, the hero turns pustules. Pustules are flies, it's really good.

Well?

That shadow is like an extraordinary old driver looking for a familiar place in this small city, yes, this is it, that rich fat powder and a certain smell can prove it.

But why is it so dark here, there is no light, what about the beauty, what about the benefactor, the smile, this is not scientific!

The shadows wandered, wandered, wandered left and right, very unwillingly.

Because the men who let loose the wild wolves in the Flower Moon Place, especially the kind of men who don't get out of bed for days and nights, are the best medium for invasion, as long as a nightmare seed is planted, the autumn will be- no, as long as you wait patiently for a few days, or even a few hours, after all, this is the power of the ancient gods.

However, even the power of the ancient gods could not penetrate the two dimensions of reality and dreams for no reason.

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

Without Nightmare Seeds, the power of the Dream Ancient Gods is like a headless fly, and they don't know where to go.

"Well, there is no such thing as a good medium, and a little less medium is fine, after all, I am not the only one this time. ”

Shadow comforted himself like this, and prepared to find a guy who stayed up all night, after all, this is the time of day.

The shadows returned to the deserted streets, no, not empty, and there were two night watchmen walking on the opposite side, one carrying a lantern in front and a gong in the back, striking after a few steps, and shouting after a few steps.

"It's dry, boom!"

"Watch out for the candles, boom!"

"Go to bed early, boom!"

"No fun, boom!"

"Dare to have a baby, boom!"

"Cut off, boom!"

......

"Hold the grass, what kind of ghost?" The shadow in Shadow's heart widened slightly, and for the first time he felt as if he had fallen into some strange world.

After complaining frantically, Shadow resisted the urge to jump out and eat the brains of the two watchmen, because according to past experience, such night watchmen are blessed with the unique power of this world.

Although it is not afraid, it matters.

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

The shadows inspired themselves, but, half an hour later—

The shadow squatted weakly in the corner of the wall, and asked the dark clouds speechlessly, the people in this city, I make up, except for the husband who patrols the night, none of them are staying up late, they are all sleeping, and they are sleeping so fragrantly.

According to the rules of the dream law, as long as the person in the reality dimension sleeps, no matter what dream he does, he will be protected by the dream law, because this is the foundation of the dream dimension.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the dream dimension is a good person, it's just limited by the rules.

Believe it or not, as long as you tear a hole, then whether you are really sleeping or fake sleeping, you will be torn to pieces by the dream army?

"It seems that there is no choice but to settle for the next best thing, there can be no dogs, no cats, no rats in this city, as long as you can plant a nightmare seed, everything is easy to say. ”

The shadow continued to boost his fighting spirit, after all, it would be dawn if he continued to toss.

This time, it was not disappointed, a spirited dog was looking left and right, up and down, excited as if he had seen something.

"That's you!"

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

"Sting!"

A wisp of fire lit up, a scream could be faintly heard, the firelight illuminated the surroundings, where were there any dogs, only a spirited big man was sitting there, holding a handful of mutton skewers in one hand, eating with a mouth full of oil, of course, this is not the point, the point is that the thing wearing mutton skewers turned out to be twelve fairy swords, automatic roasting fire, automatic sprinkling cumin, and the kind that will automatically feed when cooked.

"It seems that tonight is like this, I don't know which generation of disciples came up with a bad idea, thinking that I have crossed the Mahayana in a dignified way, and actually fell into such a small city to keep vigil, it is really sad, shocking, people's hearts are not ancient!