Chapter 7: The Road to Rivalry is Narrow

After looking at the old man who was sleeping for a while, Mu Shao'an was a little embarrassed, he now knew that the old man must have fallen into a deep dream, but how could he enter his dream, and then who would guard his body? In case a nurse came in during the process, even if he didn't die, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to benefit.

"No, where is there such a thorough preparation, I have come to this point, it has already paid a lot of price to get such a clue, and it is too late, just a little risk, what is there to hesitate, the soldiers are fast, and they will kill all the way. ”

Mu Shaoan thought about it, and he had already made a decision, who to love, with a click, he pulled out the sky spear and inserted it on the ground, then took a few steps forward, reached out with both hands, and opened the two eyelids of the old man.

He doesn't know much about the Dafa of entering dreams, and he doesn't have any equipment for entering dreams, but at least he understands the truth.

At this time, when he opened the old man's eyelids, the old guy really didn't react, and then Mu Shaoan glanced at the time, 0:18:12 at midnight.

Now is the time.

Concentrating his spiritual power in his eyes, Mu Shaoan's gaze looked deeply into the vicissitudes of life and the godless eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

It's embarrassing to have no reaction.

Mu Shaoan blinked again, and thought about it, shouldn't it, his current eyes that have condensed passivated spiritual power are absolutely terrifying in penetration.

"Hmm!"

A few seconds later, Mu Shao'an had an idea, and the probe pulled out two false pupils from the old man's eyes, these bastards are really ingenious.

But at this time, the special pair of false pupils were pulled off, and the old man's body began to tremble violently, and he looked like he was about to wake up.

"Hmph, it's still an alarm device, but it's a pity that it's too late. ”

Mu Shao'an snorted coldly, instantly shattered the pair of fake pupils, and at the same time aligned with the old man's eyes again, in an instant, he felt that his passivated spiritual power was consumed extremely quickly, and only the last bit was left in a few seconds.

At this time, he also felt that it was dark in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, there was already a new world in front of him.

It was an endless desert, with the scorching sun hanging in the sky, the sand on the ground was boiling hot, and there were no buildings, no people, and nothing as far as the eye could see.

"Uncle, the person who designed the dream for the old man is a master, and he actually left such a trap in the first layer of dreams, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's blunt spiritual power, he would almost become an idiot. ”

Mu Shaoan scolded angrily, a lot of things happened at that moment, the opponent was very clever, they built many layers of dreams in the old man's dream, and then they drew a ladder, erased the first layer of dreams, and then supported it with a frame, from the picture, it is the difference between a floor plan and a three-dimensional rendering.

The advantage of this is that it can not only ensure the safety of the later layers of dreams, but if there are still outsiders who want to enter this dream, they must recharge the spiritual power of the dream of this framework and completely make up for the complete completion of this world.

This is a whole world, and in the absence of special channels, it is estimated that only the spiritual power of an SSS-level magician can recharge this entire dream world.

So, this trap is dangerous and mandatory.

Mu Shao'an's passivated spiritual power was absorbed by 99% in an instant, if it weren't for the particularity of the passivated mental power, and if he was forced to leave a little, he would really be tricked, and instantly become an idiot and a vegetative person.

And relying on this last bit of dull spiritual power, Mu Shaoan was able to successfully stand in this first layer of dreams.

Next, he didn't look for the direction, and strode forward quickly, the desert in this dream cannot be infinite, and it must be based on the old man's memory, so what he wants to find now is the old man who is sleeping in a corner of this world.

Of course, a fierce battle is inevitable.

In fact, as Mu Shao'an expected, it only took him less than half an hour to cross the 300-kilometer desert, and then at a glance, he saw that the oasis at the edge of the desert still had that kind of magical costume.

"Turkish, Arabs, I should have thought that this should have been a dream of the time of the Crusades. Around the 12th century AD, it was precisely the time when human beings were active on a global scale, the Southern Song Dynasty in the East, the Jin Dynasty established by the Jurchens, the Western Xia established by the Dangxiang people, and the Western Liao established by Yelu Dashi, and the Mongols in Mobei were also rising rapidly. There are also Tibet's Tubo, Central Asia's Flower Thorn Zimo, the Great Erzhu Dynasty, the Byzantine Empire, etc., Yue Fei, Saladin, Lionheart, Temujin, Yelu Dashi These are all masterpieces of a generation, such a huge dream, although it is only a dream, the spiritual power that needs to be built is also an astronomical amount. ”

"And with so many character scenes, how could I find the sleeping old man in a short period of time? Even if I did, I am afraid that it would be too late, but fortunately, as a law-breaker, I don't need to pay attention to so much at all! That old man, it's time to solidify history. ”

Mu Shaoan muttered to himself, watching the group of Arab masked bandits on the opposite side rush towards them on horseback and brandishing scimitars......

Ten minutes later, under Mu Shaoan's super violence and reckless destruction, the first layer of the dream collapsed very simply.

That's right, it collapses, and this result means that the old man's soul will be trapped in the deepest dreams forever, or die.

And those dream killers who threaten the old man will have no way out, when the dream completely collapses, that is, when their souls die.

As for himself, as long as his passivated spiritual power could always be retained, he would be able to retreat with his whole body, after all, this was not his main dream world.

At this time, in this dream world, a huge crack spread into the distance, and the second layer of the dream world began to appear in the crack, and the collapse of the first layer would take a while, which was enough.

After another ten minutes, the second layer of the dream began to crumble, gradually revealing the world of the third layer of the dream, and this kind of destruction was very refreshing.

And at this time, those dream killers finally couldn't sit still, and stopped Mu Shao'an when he stepped into the third-layer dream realm.

"Who are you, and how did you end up here?"

"Hey, guys, don't you think that's stupid?"

"Kill him, and we still have a chance to close the hole of the collapse!"

"Hahaha!"

Mu Shaoan laughed, the battle in the dream realm is actually worthless, killing the opponent is meaningless, destroying the dream is the most important thing.

So he didn't bother to fight with these dream killers at all, just followed the crack in the second layer of the dream world, led it to the third layer, and then continued to expand it, and finally channeled the collapse to the fourth layer until he found the old man.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Mu Shao'an stopped the destruction, because he found that the third layer of the dream realm had only collapsed by a small part, and he had actually begun to repair itself, along with the second layer that had collapsed, and the first layer that was about to completely collapse.

"What the hell is this?"

Mu Shaoxin suddenly had a very inappropriate feeling.

Then, he saw a familiar person, rosacea, but at this moment he was no longer a little sloppy, and his body was covered with flaming paladin suits, which were even more powerful and domineering than the emperor.

Why didn't you get around this terrible guy after all?

"I don't care who you are or how you got here, but anyone who dares to destroy my big things, I will personally send him to hell!"

The rosacea who incarnated as a paladin shouted this sentence with a momentum that was simply invincible, and from afar, it was a transcendent holy light cross slash, and the entire sky was illuminated in an instant, even if it was in a dream, Mu Shaoan could see at a glance how terrifying this power was, and there would even be a feeling that it might kill him directly.