Ai Feng's strength is good and unruly, but when facing the man in red, he does not have the slightest courage to contend with him.

"Defeat is defeat, I don't want to hear any explanation. Now, I'll give you another chance. ”

The man in red raised his hands, and a bubble suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, which was crystal clear. In the bubbles, a picture that looks like a landscape painting emerges. There is no doubt that this is a dream.

Ai Feng was stunned, just now he was somewhat dissatisfied with the reprimand of the man in red. Seeing that the man in red was in control of a dream realm that did not belong to him without any pressure, he understood that this man who was as sharp as a sword had surpassed ordinary dream protectors in strength. You must know that if the man in red wants to do this, he must first completely crush a dream into pieces, and then reintegrate it. Crushing a dream to pieces requires an incomparably strong force, but anyone can do it as long as the strength reaches a certain level. But to fuse the fragments of the dream and reshape them is not something that can be achieved by brute force. All of this needs to be done by using the power that can only be awakened in the Dream Guardian realm, the power of the soul. Moreover, it can only be done outside of their bodies, otherwise his soul will directly absorb the qualified dream as nourishment. And the power required to operate the power of the soul outside the body is more difficult than fusing ten dreams.

Now, Ai Feng only has fear in his heart, and there is also a trace of admiration.

The man in red put away his cold expression, but his tone was still extremely stiff: "Control this dream realm and become a dreamer as soon as possible." And then how to do it, I think you know very well. Remember, this time, there is no room for success and no failure. ”

Ai Feng took the dream tremblingly, and couldn't help but ask, "You, why don't you make a move?"

The man in red frowned, and Ai Feng was frightened and immediately took a step back.

"Let me shoot, he's not qualified enough. Also, I don't want you to question my arrangements anymore. This time is the exception, for the sake of our kind, I'll spare you!"

"Yes, yes. I will definitely not make the same mistake again......"

The man in red had no intention of continuing to talk to Ai Feng, and turned around and walked away. Ai Feng hugged the bubbles, feeling like he was in a dream, until the man in red walked a little far, and then hurriedly shouted: "You, what is your name, can you ...... Can you tell me?"

"Song Yanxing. ”

The voice of the man in red came, although it was far away, but every word came into Ai Feng's ears very clearly.

Putting on a respectful posture and watching Song Yanxing walk away, Ai Feng was overjoyed with his dream. When he was seriously injured, he felt the dream sense released by Song Xingyu, and when the injury improved slightly, he kept chasing this dream feeling and looking for the source. Although leaving the Green Soul would have cost him a lot of benefits, he did not dare to slack off on the mission engraved in the depths of his soul.

He is one of the four phantoms that the God of Fire descended on this world, and Song Yanxing, the man in red, is also one of them. Both of them were Phantoms of the Vulcan who had managed to occupy human bodies. As for the other two, one died at the hands of Lu Yang, and the other has not been heard from so far.

But no matter what, they are part of the gods, and there is unparalleled pride in their souls. After learning that Lu Yang had killed one of the Fire God Phantoms, they swore with their dignity that they would definitely use Lu Yang's blood to wash away this humiliation.

Ai Feng's eyes burned with fanatical murderous intent, and he couldn't wait to integrate the dream into his soul, and he couldn't wait to step into the realm of the Dream Master.

The Soul Power only appears when the Awakener is on the verge of a breakthrough, helping them fuse the Dream Fragments to generate the Dream Realm. And now, the fusion of the dream realm has been completed, and as long as Ai Feng uses his soul to carry this dream, he can step into the door of the Dream Protector in one fell swoop!

Ai Feng, who had left the Green Soul Society, had nowhere to go, so he simply stood where he was, directly absorbing the dream in his hand.

It was as if the soul had been pressed down by something, and a heavy sense of oppression came over me, like a mountain pressing on me. What's even more weird is that it is obviously the pressure from the soul, but it makes him feel that his ** is also under terrifying pressure. He could even hear the creaking of his own bones.

From a dreamer to a high-level dream-awaker, Ai Feng tasted no less pain than other high-level dream-awakers. As the Phantom of the Vulcan, he forgot a lot of things when he came to this world, and the body that fused together could be regarded as a mistake. The only thing he remembered was the command engraved in the depths of his soul, and as long as he didn't disobey it, he could do whatever he wanted. Therefore, he is not as proficient in fire control as the Fire God Phantom in the Flame Secret Archive, nor is he as powerful as Song Yanxing.

He didn't have any shortcuts, but he also really enjoyed all kinds of ups and downs. He was more like a human than a shadow of anything but a fanaticism for Vulcan.

The weight of his soul made him feel like he was about to be crushed into pulp, and he couldn't help but scream. He regretted it now, he was too impulsive, and without prior preparation, he wanted to cross the moat that other dreamers might not be able to cross in his lifetime. The images of countless people flashed in front of Ai Feng's eyes, and finally froze on Lu Yang.

It's this guy who forced himself to force himself to improve his strength, forced himself to leave the Green Soul Society, and the pain he endured was all caused by this kid.

Boy, you'd better pray that my Lao Tzu will break through the failure, otherwise, I will definitely appear in front of you, crush you into a pulp, and let you also feel the weight from your soul.

With Ai Feng's violent wheezing, in the low temperature of more than ten degrees below zero in Harbin City, large beads of sweat on his forehead fell like beads with broken threads.

The dream bubble in his hand was slowly shrinking under Ai Feng's gaze, which made him feel a little relieved. He felt his soul being compressed harder and harder, and in the end, he was finally able to withstand the weight of the dream. At this moment, the dream bubble in his hand just disappeared.

Violent fluctuations of phantom power erupted from him, drawing the sideways glances of countless dream-awakers.

On the basement floor of the Green Soul Five-Star Hotel, the overlord with bandages on his body bounced up from the chair again, and the fierce light in the tiger's eyes flickered, and finally sat down. In the Dream Bar, Yang Wei turned his head and said secretly: "This Harbin City, I'm afraid it's going to be chaotic again." ”

Lu Yang, who was in the training ground, stopped the spear in his hand and stood quietly in the direction where the fluctuations came from, he just had a feeling of danger, as if he was being targeted by a beast. At this moment, the Flame Secret Book in his arms reacted again.