Dream Building.

Eightieth floor.

President's Office.

Tang Nai, the president of the Jiangling Dream Master Association, who was wearing a Tang costume and reading glasses, was reviewing the list of newcomers to the invitational competition under the dim old-fashioned table lamp light.

The day after tomorrow is the Newcomer Dream Master Invitational Tournament, and this time the invitational tournament will be held in Gangneung.

Tang Nai naturally had to put some effort into it.

The Newcomer Dream Master Invitational Tournament is also very important, which is an event that allows newcomers to feel the pressure of competition and motivates those newcomers who have just become Dream Masters to become stronger.

If the National Dream Master Contest is like a military exercise, in order to deter the dream demons hidden in the city.

The newcomer Dream Master Invitational Tournament is the cultivation and screening of new forces, so that the world can see a steady stream of hope.

In fact, the Newcomer Dream Master Invitational will also have a huge deterrent effect on Dream Demons.

Therefore, every year, the newcomer invitational tournament will have the core seeds specially cultivated by the Dream Master Association to participate.

"Newcomers to the wildfire team, Chen Xi and Du Fang ......"

"Du Fang, it seems that the young man who just joined the wildfire, right? Wenji seems to say that he has awakened the Infinite Dream Spirit......"

Tang Nai put down the list, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, wiped them with a glasses cloth, and muttered to himself.

"However, if you don't have the special ability to awaken, you won't be able to go far in the Invitational Tournament by relying on the Infinite Dream Spirit alone."

Tang Nai smiled.

suddenly

Tang Nai raised his head, and the kind eyes under the white hair suddenly became sharp.

"This kind of dream spirit fluctuation ......"

"The Dream Demon of the City Destroying Order?"

"Who is it?"

Boom.

The old man in the Tang costume in the office disappeared in an instant.

The next moment.

The top of the Dream Building.

Tang Nai emerged, standing quietly at the peak.

The higher you stand,

The stronger the wind.

The old man carried his hands behind his back, and his white hair blew in the wind.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the air around his body began to distort.

The wind seems to have become substantial.

A burning sensation wafted in.

"This is Zhang Changlin's special ability, the lion fire state ......"

A depressing dream spirit floated in,

"This dreamer...... One of the dragon kings of the Heavenly Demon Organization? ”

Tang Nai opened his eyes suddenly, and his face became extremely serious.

"The Dragon King of the Heavenly Demon Organization...... Each one is the will of the dream demon that escaped from the dream disaster of the city destroying level, and it is extremely tricky, and it actually appeared in Jiangling, and it also confronted Zhang Changlin......"

"Zhang Changlin, what kind of luck is this?"

"The world is so big, why did you meet the dragon king......"

Tang Nai had a headache.

He had always heard that Zhang Changlin was unlucky, but in the terrifying dream disaster that enveloped the entire island, all his teammates died, and only Zhang Changlin survived.

Xiao Zhang's luck shouldn't be much worse.

Therefore, Tang Nai always thought it was a rumor,

Now, I've finally seen it.

"A dragon king enters Gangneung...... It's time to sound the alarm. ”

Tang Nai's face was serious.

But.

Just when he was about to notify the people below and pull up the alarm.

in his perception.

The dragon king of the demon organization in that day seemed to have encountered some great terror,

The dream spirit fluctuated and shivered.

Then, a frenzied escape.

Tang Nai opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment.

"This little sheet...... Hidden so deeply? ”

……

……

"Please give me back the Hand of God."

"What hand?"

"The Hand of God."

"What god?"

"Great God."

"What?"

“MDZZ！”

"How do you curse! What the hell is it? ”

"Mr. Zhang, I can not pursue it if you have stolen the mud of calamity, but please don't pretend to be stupid......"

Elegant old man, politely spoken.

However, there was a suppressed anger in his tone, that is, the fiery rope of the powder keg was ignited, almost detonated.

Zhang Changlin turned on the lion fire state, holding the broken knife,

The will of the black shadow in the taboo weapon broken knife emerged, and in the face of the old man, there was a faint tendency to retract into the knife.

If it weren't for Zhang Changlin's roar in his heart, the black shadow might have chosen to admit it.

With such a sequence taboo device that was instigated out of the sky, Zhang Changlin was also very tired.

"You're pretending to be stupid, your whole family is pretending to be stupid."

"What kind of hand of God, Lao Tzu didn't take it!"

Zhang Changlin also had a temper and responded with a low roar.

The elegant old man was annoyed.

Shame on the face.

The dragon-shaped phantom formed by the dream spirit behind him seemed to let out a deafening roar.

The next moment.

The elegant old man, his figure disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Changlin.

The tip of the umbrella flutters lightly.

Point at Zhang Changlin's chest.

Zhang Changlin only felt that his scalp was numb, as if an electric current was instantly surging his whole body, and he pushed the broken knife forward to resist this poke umbrella.

Boom!

The invisible dream spirit energy took on a ripple and exploded.

The hurricane roared in place.

The floor tiles on the street cracked, the dust rose, and a shock wave stirred, rolling back and forth on the street.

Zhang Changlin's figure spun and flew upside down, constantly exploding upside down on the ground, and finally, it hit the street lamp pole fiercely, breaking the street lamp pole.

"Sure enough...... Lao Tzu knew that he would have to be beaten again......"

"Wounded ...... It's always me! ”

Blood spilled from Zhang Changlin's mouth, the lion fire dissipated, and the dream became sluggish.

He laughed to himself.

Damn it

He Zhang Changlin in this life,

Never hit a bet again.

"Hand over the Hand of God."

The elegant old man with an umbrella and black leather shoes walked towards Zhang Changlin step by step.

In the distance, the driver was trembling with excitement.

This is the master!

Powerful, terrifying, invincible...... Forehead.

suddenly

The excited driver's face froze.

His remaining eyes looked into the distance.

There, two figures were hurrying in.

One is Su Jiuming in a pink suit, and the other is ...... It's him!

It's him, he's he's, he's him!

It's the indescribable being!

"Old man!!"

The driver used to scream.

"He, he, he's coming!"

"Run!"

The elegant old man who walked towards Zhang Changlin step by step trembled, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes fell on Su Jiuming and Du Fang, who were running in the distance.

At this moment,

His dream consciousness reached a peak.

That moment.

In his world, only Du Fang remains...... A little girl with a pink piggy doll next to her.

The little girl saw him from afar.

The flesh and blood face that seems to be put together, dripping with the blood of the coercion of the superior,

Tilting his head, grinning his mouth full of sharp teeth, dripping saliva,

The long, narrow, barbed tongue slipped from its mouth, wrapped and dragged, swaying, and space seemed to be shattered between the tongues.

The elegant old man's forehead began to secrete cold sweat,

This time, he perceived it more clearly,

The kind of coercion that seems to come from the depths of the soul,

That is the superior existence, the absolute suppression of the lower existence!

And the coercion of this oppression......

Special mother's,

No! Stop! One! Share!

The elegant old man's gaze took his eyes off Luo Luo's body with difficulty, and his gaze fell on Du Fang's body suddenly,

He found Du Fang, who was running, with a bloody palm on his shoulder......

The coercion of the top, the flawless blood, the dreamy breath,

This is...... Hand of God!

The old man's breathing suddenly stagnated,

However, the old man did not have time to pay attention to the hand of God in his heart,

The old man found Du Fang, who was running, with black hair and a faint silver color.

At the moment when the silver appeared, the terrifying coercion smashed into his heart like a waterfall that rushed down to three thousand feet.

Silver, black,

black

Argent!

Coercion appears and disappears,

Disappear in a flash......

In and out, deep and shallow,

The elegant old man's mentality suddenly collapsed, and he completely lost the courage to fight.

throb

thriller

Despair......

All in one sentence,

Don't come here!

……

Su Jiuming's pupils constricted, and the flattering expression on his face disappeared completely.

He was extremely dignified, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This dream spirit coercion...... This is the dream demon of the 'Heavenly Demon' organization! ”

"It's so strong! It's too strong! ”

"This is definitely a dream demon that has surpassed the ninth rank level of the treacherous level!"

"The Dragon King of the Heavenly Demons?!"

Su Jiu said solemnly.

"Team Zhang is in danger!"

Su Jiuming immediately sent a signal for help.

And he, holding the white rose in his hand, turned suddenly, and the petals of the white rose instantly dispersed.

Rumble!

Behind Su Jiu's life, countless petals emerged, forming a pattern of a white cat.

Then, Su Jiuming's pink leather shoes trampled on the ground, and with a click, his movement speed skyrocketed, like an incomparably flexible white cat, scurrying rapidly in the dark night!

Urgently rushed in the direction of Zhang Changlin.

Du Fang didn't run anymore because ......

He couldn't catch up with Su Jiu's life.

He stopped, stood still, and exhaled.

He quietly watched as Su Jiuming swooped out like a huge white cat under the shroud of countless white rose petals.

There was a glint of surprise in his eyes.

"Is this Brother Su's special ability?! It's so dazzling! ”

Du Fang sighed.

Distance.

The elegant old man, but he can't care about beating and mending the knife anymore.

He panicked, turned around and fled without hesitation.

He swept past the driver's usual side, scooped it up, and appeared next to the extended limousine as fast as lightning.

"Master, always drive immediately!"

The driver screamed all the time.

"Kainima open!"

However, the elegant old man opened the car door and smashed the driver into it.

Then, with both hands on the extended version of the limousine, he ran,

Spread your long legs and run down the street.

Under the cold and complaining moonlight, the shadow is very long,

Faded into the night.

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