The hellish Dark City had been reduced to ruins, silhouette-like buildings crumbling to the ground, turning into dream fragments, either into the ground or floating in the void.

The dream was almost shattered, and the space cracked into a dense and wide gap, and behind the crack was a deeper darkness.

The whole space resembles a roasted sweet potato skin, with folds and cracks everywhere, giving it a twisted and dreamlike feel.

Zhou Yan had no expression on his face, from the day he knew the fighting methods of the Dark Ghost Disciples, he knew that his biggest chassis was memory.

He didn't tell anyone about this, let alone show it in front of Shadow Pupil.

But he knew that there were no rules for earth weapons, just the use of technology, which could be mastered by mortals, so they could be easily constructed and would not be counterattacked.

Although he is a liberal arts student, he doesn't know what nuclear fission is, and he can't build any nuclear weapons, but he has seen basic things.

For example, bullet trains.

The force of that impact was definitely not something that Gu Jing's Dream Eater could withstand.

"You... What the hell are you, what did Shadow Pupil teach you?"

Gu Jing roared in the distance, the Dream Eater had stored the Dream Master's soul power, and with the death of the Dream Eater, his soul had been greatly traumatized, and he could barely maintain the state of falling asleep.

It's a pity that Zhou Yan can also control this dream, so Gu Jing can't break through this dream barrier if he wants to retreat.

Zhou Yan looked at him and muttered: "You are the young master of the Dark Demon Palace, and you are also the dream master of the Dark Ghost Dao, such a big enemy, you will kill me in the future, so... I'm not going to let you leave alive today. ”

"The moment I show my cards, you're doomed. ”

Gu Jing roared sharply: "Zhou Yan, do you think you can kill me with a magic weapon? After all, you are not a dream master, you can use a magic weapon of that level just now at most once." ”

"Now, what else can you do to kill me!"

His figure flickered and twisted, a testament to the extreme instability and weakness of his soul.

He hugged his hands, gritted his teeth, and said, "I, the ancient tower, can suppress all the backlash forces in the dream realm, let me..."

"I'll give you time to recharge your energy?

Zhou Yan raised his hand directly and sneered: "Do you know what 98k is? ”

As soon as the words fell, he pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun spat out tongues of fire, and the sound of crackling was incessant.

Gu Jing was taken aback, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What are you building!

He hurriedly propped up a wall of dreams, like a broad shield, firmly protecting himself.

The bullets framed by the soul power are also condensed by rules, hitting the shield, making a piercing impact sound, but it cannot penetrate.

Gu Jing said loudly: "The power is average, that is, the secret weapon of the Realm of Destruction, I should be something great." ”

"Really?"

Zhou Yan smiled, and suddenly there was a big black iron frame in front of him, and the seven thick barrels were gathered together to form a whole.

"Lao Tzu let you see what a Gatling bullet net blockade is!"

As soon as the words came out, tongues of fire erupted continuously, and hundreds of bullets per breath converged into an elegant fire dragon that bombarded the shield.

Gu Jing's figure suddenly flickered, his shield continued to twist, and his people kept retreating.

"It's a little more powerful, but it's still just a hidden weapon, so what about the large number?"

Gu Jing roared in a low voice: "Zhou Yan, I'll give you a chance, let's stop here, and the previous things will be written off, otherwise don't blame me for not letting you go." ”

Zhou Yan said lightly: "I, Zhou Yan, in your eyes, am just a waste garbage, and people like you have begun to negotiate with garbage, which means that you can't hold on for too long." ”

"Gu Jing, you will die today, and no one can save you. ”

Zhou Yan is actually not comfortable, when he first started to frame it, it was easy to use, but now he feels that his head is starting to dizzy.

He knew that his own structure level was not mature enough, and he had been consuming a huge amount of soul power, resulting in some inadequacy.

Gu Jing was so anxious that he shouted: "Zhou Yan, if you kill me, you will also die, my master is the palace master of the Dark Demon Palace, Gu Kong Soul, he is about to step into the existence of nightmares, you can't escape." ”

"Now that you have a woman and a family, why should you die with me?"

"It's better to take a step back and turn hostility into friendship. ”

Speaking of this, he saw Zhou Yan give a thumbs up, his face suddenly became happy, and he said with a smile: "Yes, it's not good for anyone to continue fighting." ”

Zhou Yan smiled: "When others give you a thumbs up, it doesn't necessarily mean that they are praising you, but it may be... He's going to get you a shot. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Yan put the mortar that was framed out into the grenadier canister, and with a loud bang, a stray bullet exploded next to Gu Jing.

The furious energy poured out in an instant, and the explosion engulfed Gu Jing, causing him to let out a terrible scream.

I saw an almost transparent soul phantom crawling out of the flames and shouting: "Zhou Yan! you dare to kill me! You can't die well!"

"How long do you think you'll live?"

"Shadow Pupil will kill you! She's as ruthless as a snake and scorpion, and you'll die at her hands sooner or later. ”

"Master... My master will avenge me!"

He screamed, "He's going to kill your whole family, let me go... I won't trouble you anymore, please spare me. ”

Zhou Yan shook his head and said: "I don't believe that a narrow-minded villain like you who will take revenge will not take revenge afterwards, just accept your fate." ”

He turned around and yelled, "Second battalion commander, where is your fucking Italian artillery!

Shouting this sentence was mainly because of the sense of ceremony, and while speaking, he had already framed the Italian cannon.

The arm-thick cannonball went in, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Fire!"

With a sudden pull, the huge cannon exploded, directly blasting the ruins in front of it, shooting out of the rocks and flames like waves.

This cannon drained all of Zhou Yan's strength, causing him to kneel on the ground all of a sudden, and his body was twisted.

The overdraft of his soul power almost made it impossible for him to maintain such a dream, and finally killed Gu Jing at the last moment of the dream.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body trembled.

And at this moment, his eyes suddenly froze, and he saw that the firelight had also dissipated, and Gu Jing stood steadily in front of him, with extreme hatred in his eyes.

Above his head, a small blood-red bowl hung from it, which was slowly spinning, emitting blood light that shielded him from the final blow.

"You don't have soul power, do you?"

Gu Jing's voice was also very weak, and he said in a trembling voice: "You let me use the Blood Demon Bowl, Zhou Yan, you deserve to die." ”

Zhou Yan was silent, he knew that Gu Jing had a treasure on his body, after all, he was the young master of the Dark Demon Palace, it was impossible to have no foundation, and at the same time, Shadow Pupil also said that there was something on him that could cover his aura.

But the arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent, and Zhou Yan can only fight.

It's just that... After all, I still haven't fought for other people's heritage.

Gu Jing muttered, "You are far from being my opponent, if it weren't for my carelessness, how could you have destroyed the Dream Eater." ”

"You wait... When I recover, I'm going to tear you to pieces. ”

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, his eyes kept changing, and finally made up his mind, and said word by word: "I said, I won't let you leave alive!"

He gritted his teeth and barely managed to frame a knife.

Gu Jing sneered: "Do you think you still have the strength to kill me? The Blood Demon Bowl protects me, what are you going to do to kill me!"

"Really?"

Zhou Yan's eyes were full of madness, and he gasped and said, "Let's fight, whose life is bigger!"

After speaking, he stabbed himself in the chest, and with a hard slash, he cut open the flesh.

In the screams of pain, blood gushed out and turned into black smoke in an instant.

"What are you doing!"

Gu Jing exclaimed in surprise, as if he felt a terrifying aura.

He glared and clearly saw that the wound on Zhou Yan's chest suddenly cracked, and a hideous rag doll probed out, letting out a terrible pain.

It was a baby's cry, and it resounded throughout the dream.

"Ahh

Gu Jing screamed miserably, and the Blood Demon Bowl above his head suddenly flickered.

Zhou Yan struggled, strode towards Gu Jing, and grinned: "It's over, the so-called... Young master. ”

A knife was inserted directly into Gu Jing's heart!