From this building, Meng Fan could not see the dark and gloomy atmosphere of a nightmare, but it seemed to be filled with endless beauty, and even the light around it was extremely soft, making people feel comfortable, as long as they glanced at it, they could forget any worries.

"Since Shenshi doesn't mind me coming here, there will probably be no danger here." Meng Fan narrowed his eyes and secretly thought in his heart: "However, it is not ruled out that there will be extremely terrifying dangers here. ”

Looking at its shape, the front entrance of this house should be a waterhole.

"Huh?"

When Meng Fan walked to the front of the jade house and looked at it, he was suddenly surprised. At the end of his sight, the two huge jade gates of the jade house were actually open at the moment, and one of the doors fell to the ground, and countless jade fragments were scattered in front of the door.

After a while, Meng Fan shook his head and laughed silently: "It seems that I saw this too perfect creation, so I expected too much for a while, but I forgot that this Divine Stone World may not be so perfect, and here, it may also be the remains of a battle." ”

"In that case, the likelihood of danger is much higher."

Meng Fan muttered to himself in a low voice, his heart was alerted to the extreme, step by step, cautiously walking towards the gate.

"This jade is really like a dream." Meng Fan bent down and put a piece of jade fragment into his palm, and a hazy white mist emanated from it, hazy, like a dream, and there was a faint coolness in his palm, but it did not make people feel cold, but it felt extremely refreshing, as if the soul had been washed by the clear spring.

"Judging from the direction of the collapse of this jade gate, as well as the scope of the jade fragments spilled, it should be someone who crashed in from the outside, smashed the jade gate, and rushed into this ......" Meng Fan put down the jade fragment in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the world inside the door, and frowned, as if thinking about how to describe this building: "Rush into this palace." ”

"From the outside, although this is not small, it is not very large, but this internal space seems to be amazingly large!"

Looking up, a hall at least a few kilometers long and wide is in front of you, and the ceiling of this hall is definitely more than 100 meters high!

In the huge palace, there are many pillars carved with various fantastical creatures, and at the deepest point is a high and upward staircase, above which is placed a huge seat, which is obviously the location of the palace owner.

Or, you can call it a throne.

On the floor of this hall, I don't know what kind of carpet is laid, stepping on it is soft, as if trapped in cotton, but it also makes people stable and not afraid of falling.

However, what was supposed to be a beautiful and majestic palace is now in dilapidation, with broken porcelain statues spilling all over the ground, pillars toppling, walls crumbling, and even one place where the walls have collapsed continuously, as if they had been crushed by out-of-control tanks, forming a broken passage with no end in sight.

Strangely, it was a messy battlefield, but there were no corpses or blood left, not even grass or anything like that, only all kinds of broken stone carvings scattered messily all over the hall, and there were people, beasts, flowers and grass.

Meng Fan Lingjue didn't notice any crisis, his heart was a little calm, he took a step, stepped on the broken pieces, and walked towards the top of the hall.

"Click!"

At the bottom of the foot, a stone carving that was broken in two suddenly made a crisp sound, Meng Fan was shocked, and hurriedly jumped away, only to see a crack appear on the stone carving, the crack became bigger and bigger, until finally there was a boom and turned into several large pieces.

"This is ......" Meng Fan's eyes froze, he bent down and picked up a piece of detached from it: "This is the heart!" ”

He dropped the pieces in his hand and gently picked up the rest of the pieces with both hands: "This is the liver...... This is the small intestine ......"

Meng Fan stood up, his eyes were like electricity, and he scanned the surroundings of the hall, countless stone carvings were scattered on the ground, there were humanoid creatures, and more were all kinds of strange-shaped monsters.

"I'm afraid these are not carvings, but creatures that died in battle!" This thought flashed through Meng Fan's mind, and his heart froze, and his eyes became more and more solemn.

Walking up the steps to the throne, nothing else happened except to see countless strange dead things. This throne is similar to the seat of ancient emperors in the West, except that it is made of pure jade, and it is almost one of the few places in the palace that has not been destroyed. Meng Fan examined it carefully, but did not find anything abnormal from the throne.

"Woo ......"

A low wailing like a cry suddenly sounded in his ears, Meng Fan listened attentively, his eyes suddenly turned, and he had shifted his gaze to a hollow wall on the left side of the hall.

That's where the sound comes from.

Meng Fan looked at the broken wall more than 100 meters away, and his brows suddenly furrowed: "No, it's not right!" It's not obvious, but the holes are clearly the result of an attack, and it seems that the damage was caused by ...... A paw print?! ”

The smallest long crack in the wall, which was clearly nearly half a meter wide, if this was a paw print, then what kind of huge creature should be causing this scene?

Meng Fan cautiously and slowly approached, feeling the smooth and cold crack, there was no sign of half a point of damage at the crack, and there was no scattered rubble around.

"Or maybe it's not a direct paw print, but something like an outgoing energy, which directly annihilates the walls here."

Meng Fan's heart moved, and he grabbed a big knife next to him that was only half left, and slashed it hard.

"Bang!"

The sonorous sound of Jin Ge sounded when the big knife collided with the wall, and with it, there was a dazzling spark, and the force of this blow was huge, you can imagine.

However, when this knife went down, Meng Fan's arm was numb, and there was no trace where the knife edge landed!

"If I go down with this knife, even if it is a diamond, I will probably be able to cut a hole, how terrifying must it be that this wall is so hard that it can destroy it to such an extent?"

"Woo ......"

The nightmare cries rang out again, this time, almost close to the ears.

Meng Fan drew the knife and slashed it without looking back, but he didn't feel like he hit the real thing. Even if he didn't feel the danger, his long-term fighting instinct made him roll to the side and forward at that moment, and in the rolling, as far as the eye could see, there was a nightmare behind him that slowly split in half from it!

The whimper dissipated, and with it was the nightmare.

It turned out that the knife didn't hit something, but after it hit, it was as if it had hit the air, and it was powerless! The Nightmare has been killed, so naturally there will be no sense of crisis!

A white smoke flowed onto Meng Fan's body, and a warm current that was countless times weaker than before filled Meng Fan's body.

"This nightmare is too weak! No, not too weak, but because it hasn't been fully copied yet! Meng Fan frowned and said: "This knife is more terrifying than any dream weapon I have ever seen, even if an ordinary person holds it in his hand, I am afraid that it can kill nightmares like chopping vegetables and melons!" ”

Meng Fan thought in his heart, picked up the knife, and carefully pressed the fingers of his right hand to the blade.

Silently, without even the slightest feeling of force, a crack appeared on Meng Fan's finger, and a trace of colored mist drifted out from the wound.

This blade is so sharp!

"Sure enough, it's a good knife!" Looking at the big knife in his hand, which was only half cut off, Meng Fan couldn't help but praise, his gaze retracted, and turned to the finger that had been cut, trying to control the wound to no longer flow spiritual energy, but found that it was completely useless!

This stab wound can prevent the wound from healing!

At this moment, the trace of heat flowing in his body that had not been completely absorbed suddenly rushed along Meng Fan's meridians towards the wound on his right hand, and the cold and heat flow at the wound met and canceled each other, and when the heat flow was exhausted, although the wound had not completely recovered, the cold had been completely removed.

Throwing the big knife up, changing his right hand and clenching it, Meng Fan jumped forward, and his left hand was propped up at the crack in the wall, and he jumped in from the crack.

It was a small room, empty, except for a cylindrical stone platform in the center, and the surface of the stone platform was carved with intricate lines, which were not like patterns, but similar to strange text symbols.

"Magic Circle or something?" Meng Fan muttered as he shifted his gaze to the top of the stone platform.

The stone platform is shining at the moment, black light!

In this world, no one has ever seen the light turn out to be black, but at the first sight of the stone platform, Meng Fan was extremely sure in his heart that this black was not something else, but light! Under the stone platform and behind Meng Fan was a white shadow!

"It's unbelievable." Meng Fan whispered, his face showed surprise, and then he smiled and said, "Since there are already monsters that only exist in mythology, such as nightmares, and there are such strange things as the Divine Stone World, it is nothing to see black light and white shadows again." ”

There was a nightmare in the black light film, and with his breath, Meng Fan understood that this was the one he had killed many times. However, it was clearly weak, as evidenced by its thin, almost air-like body.

The Nightmare had apparently noticed Meng Fan's arrival as well, and it hissed, trying to break away from the black light mask and pounce on Meng Fan. However, this black light is creating it, but it is also restraining it. At least in Meng Fan's opinion, if this nightmare wants to break through the shackles of black light, it will take a few hours to say the least.

"I don't know what kind of thing this black light is, so it's better not to touch it easily." Meng Fan thought secretly in his heart, and gave up the urge to pinch this nightmare to death: "I'll be kind enough to let you live a few more hours."

"Since this stone platform can generate nightmares, it must be an extremely important thing, my strength is too weak now, and I don't rush to destroy it, otherwise it will really not be worth it if one accidentally hangs here."