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The sound of the dream flute is very penetrating, but there are many range restrictions, and when Wang Feng and the six of them ran out of a little range, the sound of the dream flute disappeared completely.

The sound of the sword clattered and Wang Feng also stopped.

"Alright, by this point, you should know how to get to Scaller. ”

Brian nodded to show that he understood, and they also knew that Wang Feng would not go with them at the moment, and he would go back to deal with the undead dream flute

"Wang Feng, your kindness to us, we reciprocate. Brian said solemnly

The other four nodded at the same time, strictly speaking, their life is Wang Feng's.

Wang Feng stopped and didn't say anything. A medium-grade spirit stone appeared in his hand, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover his spiritual power.

Send the Brian Five out, he can consume half of the spiritual power in his body. Now it's time to get yourself back to the top of your game before you get on to the task.

"Captain Brian, are we going to Scalle City now?"

Brian shook his head, "Wang Feng consumed a lot for us just now, and now that he wants to recover, we should stand here and guard him."

As one of the lone wanderers of the undead race, Mengdi does not like other undead to enter his territory. We're here just in case something happens. ”

The five of them were guarding Wang Feng, and nothing happened during this period, after all, other undead did not like the territory of the treading undead Mengdi.

Wang Feng, who had completed the recovery of his spiritual power, said hello to the five of them, then turned around and left. The five Brian looked at his departing back, silent for a long time, and had no intention of leaving.

For many of the undead, the inhabitants of the world of Wariland don't know much about it. For example, this undead dream flute, people only know that he is not strong in melee combat, and his voice is their most powerful weapon.

However, it is not known whether the sound of the Undead Dream Flute is aware that an enemy has entered the range of his sound attack, or if it is just a sound that occurs when they are in a certain mood. For another example, judging from the situation where Wang Feng escaped with the five Brians, he didn't know if the undead Mengdi already knew that they had escaped.

Kicking one step ahead, a familiar voice entered Wang Feng's ears. The sound in this place is much weaker in its ability to lead people to sleep than the place where they dreamed before.

Advancing nearly a thousand meters ahead, Wang Feng could feel that in the next step, the level of sound had risen to another level.

At this time, the sound of the undead dream flute was not enough to lure him to sleep.

In the middle of the gray river, an undead with an upper body as high as one and a half meters was soaking in the water, his mouth was very long, at least twenty centimeters, and it was very thin. The long, black tongue sticks out of the mouth and beats around the mouth to make a flute-like sound.

Now, his eyes narrowed, as if he was enjoying a bath.

"Huh, human, why didn't he be dragged into a dream by my voice, and dared to come to me. Seeing that he is so young, his strength should not be very high... Interesting, interesting. ”

There was no doubt that the undead was the Dream Flute, and when his eyes opened, there was another mouth beneath his slender mouth. That mouth was relatively normal, with a few sharp teeth, which should be considered his real mouth.

Closing his eyes again, the human being was so far away from him that he couldn't see it with his eyes at all, and he only discovered it with his sound.

"Looks like he's coming for me. Well, I'm going to show him what an undead artist is. ”

The undead dream flute touched the thinning hair on his hand and spoke very arrogantly.

Wang Feng's position at the moment has exceeded their position in the dream realm.

Advancing about a few hundred meters beyond his original position, Wang Feng felt that the power of the voice had strengthened at the same time, he seemed to have been targeted by something, and the range that he could see with his heart and eyes had not yet appeared in the undead dream flute.

After another moment, the voice became more intense in an instant.

"It seems that we are not far from the goal. Reciting the meditation mantra silently in his heart, at this moment, Wang Feng increased his speed of progress.

The meditation mantra has the effect of guarding the mind, and it can be said that it is very suitable to use the meditation mantra at this time.

"Human, dare to provoke me. Later, I'll give you a taste of nightmares. ”

Wang Feng's acceleration was regarded as a provocation by the undead Mengdi. For those who pick on themselves, he wants the other party to bear his own forgiveness.

Raising his voice again, this is already his limit.

"It seems that his strength should be the second stage of gold, otherwise he wouldn't have gone there, and he doesn't feel like he wants to sleep yet. ”

With the current voice of the Undead Dream Flute, in Wang Feng's current position, he must have at least a golden peak existence that can survive. A section of gold in general, where only the share of the fall to the ground.

He estimated Wang Feng's strength, at least the third stage of gold, and the undead dream flute didn't think about it at all, because the other party was too young.

After advancing another thousand meters or so, Wang Feng's gaze was fixed on the front, and with his heart, he could already see the current location of the Undead Dream Flute.

Similar to what is introduced in the book, the undead dream flute is indeed one of the ugliest undead, and his appearance, just in terms of appearance, can already scare off many people.

The peachwood sword appeared in his hand, knowing the exact location of the target, Wang Feng once again sped up. Judging from the location of the Undead Dream Flute from Scalle City, he should be able to complete the mission in a day and then return.

This time, I spent five days in the Valley of the Clouds.

Twelve hundred meters away from the Dream Flute of the Undead, the sound intensified.

Six hundred meters away from the Undead Dream Flute, the sound intensified.

Wang Feng found that the closer he got to the undead dream flute, the effect of the sound level enhancement, the shorter the distance became.

Here, Wang Feng felt that his head was starting to feel a little dizzy, but he definitely didn't go to the place where he wanted to sleep, in order to keep himself absolutely awake.

Sword Woo On!

The spiritual power on his body emanated, and the undead dream flute's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"What?!It's only three silver stages! This doesn't seem to be possible. ”

Originally, I thought that the level of this human being was the second stage of gold, but who would have thought that it would be the third stage of silver. He miscalculated, and miscalculated four paragraphs.

"Silver three sections, if you don't fall into a dream at this time, he must have a treasure on his body that resists my voice. The Undead Dream Flute smiled, "I have weak melee skills, but when the silver third stage comes here, isn't it sent to death?"