The Scorpion King's giant pincers rumbled down, and the rubble flew like a grenade.

There was no imaginary flesh and blood, and he didn't feel any pain, and there was a look of surprise in Zhong Lichun's eyes in Sima Yuan's eyes.

Sima Yuan slowly turned his head, and the giant tongs slammed into the ground a foot away, and the giant tongs no longer had an owner.

The Scorpion King waved the severed limb without the giant pincers, the blood danced like a fountain, and the blood rain in Sima Yuan's eyes had a strange beauty.

A fat man, well, the slightly chubby kind, stepped on the corpse of the Scorpion King, and Sima Yuan didn't see how he made a move at all.

This fat man Sima Yuan is known, because he has a ghost face, and this time his hand is not the rotating jade seal, but a Qin sword, a Tai'a sword that Sima Yuan had seen in the Shaanxi Museum in his previous life.

The fat man muttered to himself: "It's late again, melon skin." ”

The fat man shook off the blood of Tai'a Sword, and his body shook and disappeared.

Sima Yuan was almost paralyzed on the ground, with a splitting headache, and the heavens and the earth kept spinning and jumping in front of him, but he didn't dare to close his eyes.

Zhong Lichun's waist and abdomen had a huge wound, blood gushing out, and he had already fainted; Tang Yi fell motionless in the distance, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, if Sima Yuan closed his eyes again, the three of them would probably be buried in a foreign land.

Sima Yuan's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the depletion of his spiritual power made him feel the call of Mother Earth, is he still going to die?

Sima Yuan, who had fainted, really came to that hazy space, there was a legless banshee in the space, which was summoned for the first time in Cai Shudu's tomb; there was also a red Jiao, but it was obviously just seriously injured, coiled on the ground, listlessly spitting out letters; there was a high seat in the distance, and there was a beautiful woman in ancient costume sitting in the position, but she couldn't see clearly, as if there was a layer of mist.

"Battle scum, you're almost hanging!" the costume beauty spoke.

This kind of unceremonious tone, as well as the modern use of this "five scum of war", Sima Yuan was shocked for the first time, this surprise was shock, shocked that the other party was completely inferior to the banshee and the red Jiao, had no respect for himself, and seemed to have a little hatred;

"Don't think about it, I know who you are, this is your mental space, your bits and pieces of tattered life, and movies are shown here every day. The costume beauties continued to fight Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan looked up at the sky, the sky was like a big screen with those memories he remembered or didn't remember, it turned out that people's memories were so uncontrollable.

Sima Yuan suddenly missed his wife before he crossed over, the kind he wanted to think about very much, yes, it was a little suffocating, he wanted to go back, find Yiren, and grow old.

"Don't think about it, you're dead, you're dead, just like this Sima Yuan. The beauty in ancient costume felt this sadness and comforted Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan cleaned up his mood for a moment and asked, "This is my spiritual space, and you are all my summoned beasts?"

It is rare to take off the masks of the ancients, and there is no communication barrier to the word summoning beast.

"I'm not a beast, let alone yours, those two are, as for who I am, you really don't need to know, at least not now, at the moment you are a kind of venture capital for me, although the risk is not small. The costume beauty continued to explain.

"Oh, then if I become stronger, is it a kind of investment guarantee for you?" Sima Yuan remembered very clearly, the yellow-level Zhou Yu was scolded by her for being a weak chicken, "You have a way to make me stronger, right?"

"Bingo, can you come here to see me, you have broken through to the blue level, don't you notice that this space is a bit empty, and there are several stone statues?"

Sima Yuan was attracted by these delicate statues and slowly floated over, in his spiritual world, he could teleport over if he wanted.

Sima Yuan was attracted by a statue of a unicorn, a symbol of holiness in Western legends, with its own demon-breaking attributes, and this unicorn is still a flying unicorn with wings, and at the same time, this unicorn is also covered with scales, and its limbs are slightly thick.

Sima Yuan groped for the unicorn's face and said to himself, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"My name is Evil, and I am a descendant of Pegasus and Piggy, not a unicorn. The evil voice pierced directly into Sima Yuan's mind.

"Would you like to fight for me?"

"Not yet, you're too weak, you're at the green level, you're ...... to the green level" Before the costume beauty finished speaking, she saw that the blue light on Sima Yuan's body began to gradually converge, and then the blue light made a big move, stepping into the green level in one fell swoop.

At this time, Sima Yuan's fainting body ......