In this world, there are countless people who have wondered what the world should be like when it is shattered. However, until now, no one has seen it.

However, the scene of the destruction of the Nightmare Realm has been seen by a few people, and everyone has heard of it.

In the Nightmare Domain, the moment the Nightmare vanished, what Meng Fan saw, the entire Nightmare Domain instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke, and the mud under his feet also turned into the ground at this moment.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

Outside the Nightmare Realm, under the surprised gaze of Police Inspector Fang and others, the originally dark film of light turned into a cloud of black smoke. In the black smoke, a sound of falling to the ground and two screams of pain came into everyone's ears almost at the same time.

"What's going on?" Police Inspector Fang was puzzled in his heart, and even more worried, and strode forward, and the other dream policemen also followed: "Could it be that they are too seriously injured?" ”

The black smoke drifted away, and everyone's footsteps stopped almost at the same time.

Ahead, in the area that had been shrouded in black smoke, a man was covered in mud and stood straight. But this is not the key, the key is that next to him, the two figures are like clay figures, in a posture of going up and down, tightly entangled, and the two of them are still screaming in their mouths.

And this voice was not the scream of pain that everyone expected, but seemed to have some other meaning.

"Dead girl, get out of me!"

"Not really!"

"If you don't come down again, be careful I don't want you!"

"Humph! The devil wants you! I'm going to bite you to death! ”

"Ahh You're a police attacker! ”

Everyone looked at the man and woman entangled in front of them, almost stunned, I don't know how long it took, I don't know who laughed first, and everyone laughed out loud at the same time.

"Hahaha......"

The two finally found that they seemed to have become the object of onlookers at this moment, Wen Zishi certainly said in a low voice, "Don't let go of me quickly", Lin Tongtong also blushed, if it weren't for the fact that the whole person was like a clay man, he couldn't see his face at all, and he was afraid that he would be so ashamed that he didn't know where to hide.

"Ahh

A short cry of pain came from the girl trying to get up, but the wound touched the ground in her panic.

"How are you? You okay? Wen Zishi gritted his teeth almost at the same time, sat up with the support of his broken arm, and pulled the girl into his arms with his other hand and cared for it carefully.

"Okay, you two, now is not the time to flirt, why don't you hurry back to reality to heal!" Inspector Fang looked at these two guys with a smile and a smile.

I really don't know when it will be the end if they let them go on like this.

Police Inspector Fang turned his head to the person behind him: "Lao Wang, hurry up and take Xiaowen for treatment, Xiao Yi, you take someone to take this little girl's real body to the hospital for treatment!" ”

"Roger!"

"As for you, Meng Fan," Police Inspector Fang shifted his gaze to Meng Fan, and almost at the same time as he spoke, even Lao Wang and the others, who were about to return to reality, stopped, and at the same time focused their eyes on the smiling young man in front of him: "Well done!" ”

In the end, Inspector Fang still only said this one sentence.

He never expected that this young man, who had only the strength of a second-level dream controller in the energy evaluation of the dream police team before, would have the ability to kill the nightmare and rescue Wen Zishi and the girl in the complete second-level nightmare realm, and it seemed that he was still unscathed!

He still remembered the terrible casualties of more than thirty Dream Holders, including him, who were trapped in the realm of nightmares that were not yet fully constituted, during an operation to rescue the trapped people.

It was a memory he would never forget, it was the most painful experience since he became a dream policeman, since he reached the strength of a third-level dream controller.

And that nightmare is only level two.

He knew better than anyone how powerful and terrifying the Nightmare's strength would be in the Nightmare Realm!

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what the old chief said on the phone: "This child's ability is definitely beyond your imagination!" ”

At the beginning, he thought that the old chief was saying that Meng Fan had reached the level of a second-level dream controller at such a young age, and his talent was extraordinary, and at this moment, he would never think so again.

Wisps of faint red ripples rippled and fell in the eyes of Inspector Fang. He was awakened by this red light, and when he looked up, there were clouds glowing with red halos in the distant sky, like a fairy land, which made people intoxicated.

"Okay, it's only five o'clock now, don't relax, return to your respective jurisdictions immediately, and continue patrolling!"

"At that time, I almost didn't have any spiritual energy, the two skeleton monsters in front of me and behind me, I almost despaired, it was too late, it was almost ...... then"

"What a massive skeletal monster that is! Lying on top of the mire, it is a full two stories high, and it can almost compare to the building of our police station when it stands up, and when it pounces, almost the entire nightmare field is shaken, and the speed is unimaginably fast, I can't even see its movements clearly, and a jump is a distance of dozens of meters! However, when such a big skeleton tiger, with a mouth full of fangs, and waving its claws at us, Brother Fan stood in front of us so lightly, holding a dream weapon in his hand, and with a flick of it, the huge skeleton tiger turned into ashes in an instant......"

When Meng Fan returned to reality, before his eyes opened, he heard Wen Zishi's passionate voice.

He took off the connector on his head, turned off the switch, and put it away, and in front of him, there was a group of people around a bed, and the sound of Wen Zishi shouting and screaming constantly sounded in the middle.

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Fan's mouth, he lightened his steps, walked over slowly, and patted the shoulder of a colleague gathered there.

The colleague turned around and saw that it was Meng Fan, and almost screamed, but saw Meng Fan make a quiet gesture, nodded hurriedly, swallowed the exclamation, and turned sideways to make way for Meng Fan.

Meng Fan smiled and nodded in gratitude, and then walked into the crowd.

"That nightmare, the body is almost like substance, I'm afraid even if it doesn't reach the third level, it's not far off, and the condensed claws destroy my dream weapon with one claw. However, this terrifying nightmare, in Brother Fan's hands, was like a toy, and even the corners of his clothes could not be touched...... Ga? ”

Wen Zishi's eyes widened, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Blow, keep blowing, it's good, I want to continue to listen to you brag," Meng Fan said to the stunned Wen Zishi with a weird smile on his face: "Why don't you say it?" I think you're a storyteller! ”

Of course, the appearance of Meng Fan naturally made it impossible for Wen Zishi to continue to blow the cowhide into the sky.

It's just that although Wen Zishi was quieter, Meng Fan couldn't escape the enthusiasm of this group of colleagues.

By the time Meng Fan left the Dream Police Team sweating profusely, it was already more than nine o'clock.

This more than an hour of time, Meng Fan is unimaginable. In his opinion, I'm afraid that a battle with a third-level nightmare is not so terrifying.

Meng Fan naturally wouldn't exaggerate his actions, but even if he didn't exaggerate in the slightest, under Wen Zishi's supplementary explanations from time to time, Meng Fan was completely famous in the Dream Police Team. Although everyone was still sincere and enthusiastic about him, there was some awe in it.

At the level of a second-level dream controller, he can easily kill a third-level skeleton puppet with one blow, easily kill a second-level nightmare, rich means, and extraordinary insight, all of which make people unconsciously keep a distance from him.

Of course, this kind of distance can be gradually shortened with the passage of time and the close relationship, but it will also be lengthened because of Meng Fan's dream-level performance again and again.

Descending to the Divine Stone World again, Meng Fan almost didn't stop, and headed towards the valley for the first time.

"Everything is business as usual, even the location of the broken knife has been restored." Meng Fan bent down and picked up the broken knife.

This Divine Stone World is like a copy world in a game, as long as Meng Fan leaves and re-enters, he will inevitably return to the place where he first came, and the things in it will also be restored.

"Brush!"

He didn't look back, he drew his knife and slashed, and the action was like a flowing stream. With a slash, Meng Fan hung down the broken knife again.

"The only difference is probably the nightmare in this." Seeing the two nightmares behind him turn into white smoke and merge into his body, Meng Fan muttered in his mouth.

These two nightmares, one of which is extremely dark, and the other is like a curling green smoke above a vigorous fire, although it seems terrifying, it is actually thin and indifferent.

This dark-colored one was naturally the one that was killed by Meng Fan first, and the other one was killed by Meng Fan last night.

"Judging from the degree to which these two nightmares are generated, it takes a day and a night for one nightmare to be completely reproduced, and it seems that the time of the two has not changed in the slightest." Meng Fan felt the warm current surging in his body, gradually increasing his strength, and whispered.

"I'm afraid, in the dream world, the more nightmares I kill, the more nightmares this Divine Stone World can replicate, and if my strength does not increase, just this growing army of nightmares will be enough to overwhelm me."

Meng Fan muttered in his mouth, and pressed one hand on the divine stone on his chest: "No one will give up life easily, so naturally I can't let that kind of thing happen." In other words, you are forcing me, forcing me to rely on you to improve my strength. ”

His fingers were so hard that the muscles in his chest were sunk deep into a large piece, and a trace of colorful light emanated from between his fingers.

"Huh?"

Feeling the warm current in his body surging towards his chest, constantly repairing that little injury, Meng Fan couldn't help but be surprised, the strength in his hand did not decrease but increased, and the colored light mist on his chest became thicker and thicker: "I want to see if you really let me waste this energy, waste this energy that can increase my strength." ”

As the strength of Meng Fan's hand increased, the injury on his chest not only did not decrease, but it became more and more serious, until the moment, with the sound of "stabbing", a whole muscle was torn off by Meng Fan, and the colored energy mist seemed to gush out, shooting out from the wound and turning into a colorful rainbow.

The warm current in his body also seemed to sense the injury on Meng Fan's chest, and at this moment, it was all gathered on the chest injury.

As the warm current converged, the colored light mist gradually thinned out, and eventually, the gushing stopped.