The Night Sect was galloping rapidly, and the momentum up and down his body was constantly condensing, like light compressed to the extreme, like a blazing laser, which could cut through everything.

Sword intent, sword qi boiling on the Night Sect's body.

Facing the gray fog that enveloped the entire Gangneung City, the Night Sect couldn't find the entrance to it, and as a last resort, he could only choose one way, and that was to cut through the gray fog!

Indeed, the Night Sect may be able to find the entrance with the eyes of watching, but it will take a long time.

He had time in the Night Sect, but Gangneung City, which was shrouded in the Gray Mist Dream Disaster, did not necessarily have enough time.

The Night Sect was afraid, and when he found the entrance and entered this unprecedented mobile dream disaster, what he saw was corpses all over the ground, and there was no lifeless dead city.

In that case, the Night Sect would blame itself extremely.

Because, as the president of the Great Xia Guodu Dream Master Association, he can't do anything outside of this dream disaster.

Perhaps between the gray mist, the people inside were desperately reaching out to him, praying for help, praying for hope for life.

Gong Chao carried a coffin-like sword, floating in the distant sky.

Feeling the sword intent between heaven and earth becoming more and more intense, Gong Chao took a deep breath.

Splitting the gray fog of the dream calamity, the palace dynasty doesn't know if the Night Sect can do it.

However, the situation now is that it is necessary to take a chance.

Gong Chao is also very aware of what the Night Sect is worried about, this is inevitable, therefore, if you want to quickly enter the dream disaster, there is only one way out, and that is to cut through the gray mist.

But

Just when the Night Sect was about to slash out a sword.

The gray mist that shrouded the entire Gangneung City like an upside-down bowl actually began to shake constantly.

Then, little by little, it fell apart, like a drop of ink falling into the sea, diluted.

Vaguely.

The city within the gray fog seemed to be beginning to take on a hazy figure.

Yezong was stunned, and the movements in his hand began to stop, without this inevitable sword under his command.

He held his breath and frowned.

This seems to be a bit unexpected.

The gray fog begins to disintegrate,

There is only one explanation for this situation.

Dream Calamity,

Raided.

Gong Chao was a little excited, floated beside him, glanced at the Night Sect, and then took a deep breath.

"Is it because of Du Fang?"

"I feel like it's probably him, this kid...... The hole cards are unfathomable. ”

Gong Chao said with a smile.

The two who were originally very nervous,

At this moment, suddenly there was no tension, especially the Night Sect, worried about the past, and instead it was extremely relaxed.

Between the two, there were no words.

They all stared at the city that was beginning to gradually dissipate the gray fog and bask in the sunshine.

The city is not in ruins,

In the city, there is a lot of life.

The city,

And not dead.

Yezong smiled.

……

……

Du Fang dispersed the king's armor and touched his head, he felt that he had indeed forgotten something.

This thing seems to be quite important.

But for a while, Du Fang couldn't think of it.

Until Su Jiu said with sadness: "Team Zhang...... Is it gone? ”

Only then did Du Fang think about it.

The details that he ignored were Zhang Changlin!

Zhang Changlin was captured by the powerful existence in the gray mist vortex, but Du Fang did not find any trace of Zhang Changlin in the depths.

That's kind of weird.

What about Lao Zhang?

Du Fang's expression became strange, and the dream spirit spread, and he began to perceive his surroundings.

Zhang Changlin must be in this dream disaster, but where will he go?

The strange lord of this mobile dream disaster is the crazy woman, who was killed by the head of the house.

But what about Team Zhang?

Wasn't Team Zhang captured by this woman?

Du Fang's brows furrowed.

For a moment, it seemed that things were not as simple as he imagined.

At this moment, others also reacted.

"Lao Zhang is gone?"

Tang Nai was stunned, and a touch of sadness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Du Fang went late, Lao Zhang ...... Are there no bones?

Although Lao Zhang has always been unreliable, in Jiangling City, he is a very good comrade-in-arms who is worthy of people's trust and trust.

The burly Shizuka's body began to become petite, and her eyes were full of pathos.

Team Zhang...... Team Zhang died so miserably! ”

Si Nan began to cry, and she had some difficulty accepting this fact.

Spicy man, gone!

The joy of the dream disaster being attacked seems to have dimmed a lot.

Chen Xi, the little assistant Su Xiaoyu and others are all full of pathos.

All around, the gray fog continued to crumble.

Du Fang's dream spirit spread, looking for clues about Zhang Changlin,

However, soon, Du Fang sensed it.

Ground ...... in the distance

There was a large mass of black mud that squirmed.

If you don't feel it seriously, you really can't sense it, and the black mud, Du Fang can recognize it at a glance,

Isn't that the mud of calamity?

Will the mud of doom wriggle?

Could it be that the mud of doom also gave birth to living beings?

This is probably impossible, so there is an explanation,

Du Fang looked strange and had a guess in his heart.

"No......"

If it's true, then it's ...... It's too funny.

Du Fang disappeared in place in an instant,

When it reappeared, it was already in front of that large pool of mud of doom.

Raise your hand and take control of the air.

The air around the Muddy of Doom was taken by him.

Then the mud of doom floated.

The air was withdrawn, and along with it was a little bit of black mud.

At last

It takes on the appearance of a person.

It was as black as ink, covered in black mud......

The nose is blue and the face is swollen, and he is dying,

Look

It's miserable.

"Team Zhang."

Du Fang spoke.

Zhang Changlin opened his eyes with difficulty, his blurred vision began to gradually become clear, and he met Du Fang's gaze and smiled with difficulty.

He's still alive, huh?

I, Zhang Changlin, just don't die, just play!

Distance

Everyone's grief for Zhang Changlin suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Looking at Zhang Changlin, who seemed to have been beaten up, for a while, everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say.

Zhang Changlin was taken away by the terrifying existence in the depths of the vortex and captured into the depths.

Everyone thought that Zhang Changlin would die.

Even the bones are gone.

But who would have thought that he was hiding in a large cloud of black mud......

Like an ostrich with its head buried in the dirt.

The main thing is......

Zhang Changlin is not dead!

It seems like only one beating?

It's just incredible.

In the end, is it said that Zhang Changlin has a big life, or is Zhang Changlin unlucky?

After all, if you're lucky, it's impossible to be captured by the terrifying beings in the gray mist vortex.

But if you are unlucky and your life is not big, in this case, you will only be a city-level dream crosser...... How to live?

Du Fang was also speechless.

He looked at Zhang Changlin, who was completely black, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

……

Zhang Changlin felt confused,

At first, when he was pulled into the depths of the whirlpool, his heart was cold.

He never imagined that the calamity would come so quickly that he was not even prepared.

Could it be that it was because he had eaten too much mud of calamity this time, so the calamity erupted unstoppably?

Zhang Changlin's heart sank to the bottom.

When you hit rock bottom, you let go of everything.

He began to devour the mud of doom in his hands frantically, and he couldn't eat it, but he forced himself to eat it.

The mud of doom almost filled his stomach,

Even, under the continuous devouring, Zhang Changlin felt that the mud of doom filled his body to the full.

That sense of fulfillment made Zhang Changlin feel that it was good to die like this.

After all, it's a full ghost.

however

As soon as he fell into the depths of the gray mist, he was severely beaten.

It was a mad woman shrouded in gray mist, half flesh and half gray mist.

"Spit out the mud of calamity!"

The woman is sharp.

Against Zhang Changlin, it is a move by move.

The offensive of every move is like a landslide.

Where can Zhang Changlin stop it, like a tattered doll, constantly beaten, constantly attacked, countless raindrops of attacks, falling on him.

It felt as if the body was going to shatter, and the flesh was going to turn into ashes.

The woman wanted to beat out the mud of doom that Zhang Changlin swallowed.

But Zhang Changlin covered his mouth and swore to die.

Every attack of the woman, although Zhang Changlin's life is worse than death, but after all, there is no real death.

Even, Zhang Changlin also felt that the energy of the mud of calamity was rapidly refining in his body.

Under the beating, Zhang Changlin felt as if his body had turned into an oven.

This made Zhang Changlin more and more convinced that only by protecting the mud of doom in his body could he live!

The mud of doom gave him an immortal body!

The woman fought for a long time, and finally, she noticed that Du Fang was coming in.

As a last resort, he could only knock Zhang Changlin away with one killing move.

But

This woman was unexpected.

Even if Zhang Changlin was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, even if he was hit by her, he still didn't die!

……

Du Fang couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Changlin, this is the right way.

Because, after not seeing each other for a short time, Du Fang discovered that Zhang Changlin's cultivation had actually reached the peak of the Ducheng level!

You must know that Zhang Changlin was originally just a newcomer to the city level!

devoured so much mud of calamity, coupled with being beaten and refined......

Only then did he quickly reach the peak of the city crossing level.

This speed ...... It's faster than his Du Fang breakthrough.

I have to say,

Lao Zhang is a person with great luck.

Du Fang looked at Zhang Changlin, who was dying and dark, and smiled.

But

Soon, Du Fang's smile began to retract.

Because, the black mud that was thrown off by Du Fang using air control suddenly shot up again, making Zhang Changlin a solid stick.

Transformed into a clay statue.

And among the clay sculptures,

Zhang Changlin's beaten and complaining eyes changed suddenly.

It became black as ink,

It was as if it was engulfed in an infinite storm.

Du Fang was stunned,

Staring at the inky eyes in the clay sculpture, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered softly.

"Lord of Doom?"

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