"Lord Moteng, is it your servant?"

The black ghost froze its suspended body like a rag, staring incredulously at the lord's playful eyes, it blinked twice, and the lord blinked twice, and the black ghost suddenly let out a sharp and ugly mockery.

"You... You actually said that Lord Moteng is your servant, oops, I really laughed to death, you know... Does Lord Morten symbolize anything? Servant, haha, hahaha! ”

The dark ghost laughed breathlessly, and it thought that the man must be so frightened that he would dare to open his mouth with such an outrageous lie, and if the evil god heard it, he was afraid that his soul would be torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

It raised its index finger and carefully blew into Wu Wenxu's ear, and it whispered comfortingly: "Shhhhhh It's enough to joke once, let's recognize the reality and the situation, this kind of joke is known to Lord Moteng, and even I will suffer. ”

The dark ghost deliberately lowered his voice, it was really afraid that the eternal nightmare would pass by this dream, and then find that the man in his soul was amazingly delicious, it was very self-aware, Lord Mo Teng looked at the things that he was optimistic about, how could he be touched by such a good thing?

Thinking of this, it hugged Wu Wenxu like a treasure, those dirty and ugly paws caressed the man's short hair and cheeks, it was lucky that it dared to find this prey before its comrades, and then, it was time to enjoy a good meal.

"Oh...... I knew that you wouldn't believe it. ”

Wu Wenxu sighed casually, and immediately twisted his slightly numb wrist.

Ten fingers pressed, and immediately made a crackling sound of bones loosening, Wu Wenxu shook his palm twice, until he confirmed that the weight of a thousand catties was completely gone, he raised his chin, looked at the dark ghost close at hand, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"You, how can you move!"

The pitch-black ghost burst out in horror, suspended three feet from the ground, and it carefully looked at the man's body, and by the way, felt the weight in the fog, it found that the illusion of gravity that it had used to the maximum limit of the dense fog still existed, that is, the dream was still maintaining peacefully.

The maintenance of the dream shows that the man has not gotten rid of his illusion world, how can a little sixth-level magician get rid of the dream, so how did he do it, break through the shackles of the dream!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

The pitch-black ghost muttered to himself in fear, staring at the harmless smile of the man and animals, but for some reason it was creepy, looking at the edge hidden in his eyes when he squinted, it was clear that he was holding the victory.

"To be honest, the weight of the dense fog is very uncomfortable on your body, I don't know if you taste it, anyway, I don't like it very much."

"Smack!"

Under the lord's buttocks, a pure white finely carved rocking chair appeared at some point, the wooden chair has a strong European style, fresh and natural, Wu Wenxu was lying on the chair, his smile did not change, he enjoyed it and let go of his fist, just like staying in the sun and dozing off comfortably.

"Boom!"

There was a sharp roar in the air, followed by an explosion that seemed to be the sound of an object falling, and the dense fog in the distance panicked and fled, and an unfathomable crater appeared on the gray ground!

Scorched black smoke came out of it intermittently, and from time to time, there was a faint wail, which was extremely miserable.

"If you have to let the master comment on the dream you created......"

Wu Wenxu raised his right palm lightly, put it in front of his eyes, slowly pulled away three fingers, and a pair of bright eyes immediately looked through the triangular inverted slit of the scissor hand at the miserable unlucky man in the deep pit.

"Just two words, clumsy."

"Do you know why I say your dreams are bad?" The slender index finger and middle finger suddenly landed on his thumb, and Wu Wenxu waved his fist casually.

"Boom!"

Another earth-shattering explosion! The dust of the pit suddenly rose, the earth collapsed, and fine cracks like spider webs cracked everywhere, and in the countless gravel and panic fog, a pitch-black shadow flew upside down like a broken kite, and slammed into the hard stones.

The stones that seemed to be indestructible kept smashing against its head, its ugly claws, its back, its ribcage, so that its grayish-white eyes, several sharp stones, burst into it, pierced its eyes, and a transparent liquid like water flowed out of its eyes.

"Why, how did you do it!"

The body of the pitch-black ghost was buried in the ruins, embarrassed, hundreds of kilograms of large stones pressed against its back, it had never felt the pain deep into the bone marrow, and now, it was painfully spurting several mouthfuls of transparent blood from its mouth of the rotten cloth.

Wu Wenxu raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in surprise: "You still have the strength to speak?" ”

"Boom!"

The hundreds of kilograms of stone slab pressed on the back of the pitch-black ghost actually floated out of thin air, Wu Wenxu let go of his palm, and the thick stone slab that was more than two feet long actually changed into the shape of a palm, and it effortlessly aroused the dying black ghost, and immediately pinched its head.

"Actually, the way to break the dream is simple, isn't it?"

"Crackling!" The power of the giant palm transformed into the stone slab suddenly increased, and it sounded like the sound of bones crushing, and the ghost's head was immediately deformed, and its eyes were crushed with stone cones, and both eyeballs were almost squeezed out.

"The first way, to kill you."

Wu Wenxu smiled and groaned with a loose palm, and the black ghost fell to the ground, knocking out a large piece of dust, and I don't know how many bones were broken.

"However, it is very difficult to kill you in your dreams, because it is the world you created, and you can feel it clearly, so I chose the second method."

"It's a very simple and effective method."

"Snort!"

The last panicked fog fled, and the gloomy world faded like a tide, and it was like a high-rise building falling apart and turning into gravel, and after that, it turned out to be a piece of light!

In a world of nothingness and light, apart from purity, there is only tranquility.

Wu Wenxu was lying on the rocking chair, there was a tree beside him, a vein was clear, it was shocking to see, and it was a big tree that was more than five feet high!

The leaves of the snow maple tree swayed gently with the lord's pleasant swaying, and each trunk symbolized the supreme soul power, even the maple leaves at the end of the branch, which seemed to be about to wither, a random piece, also contained a shocking soul power!

The second forbidden spell of the auxiliary ban list-soul elegy.

It can dispel all evil, and even the eternal nightmare can't escape from the shackled dream, and it is a small black ghost, how dare to get an axe with Wu Wenxu's class?

It's really a mantis arm as a car, and I can't do it myself!

The black ghost was blind and couldn't see anything, but it could feel its dream being swallowed up by another dream, and it was as silent as a cicada, and now it realized what a terrifying monster it had annoyed!

"You have to know that Runeterrae is a world of the jungle, and if I don't eat you today, you will be eaten by others tomorrow."

Give someone a taste of their own medicine!

The dying black ghost was so angry that it vomited blood again, it was terrified, and it regretted it, and it wanted to say something, only to find that its mouth was sewn up so that it could not leak a word.

"Devour it, and don't have half a bone left."

With a crisp snap of his fingers, the very flattering snow maple tree that stood quietly beside the lord suddenly waved its branches!

(End of chapter)