He Lingchuan was stunned to see him go away, and finally the red mist turned into a part of the giant shadow's body before he came back to his senses:

Yes, Sun Fuping died in the illusion of the Dafang Pot, and his soul is of course likely to be detained in the soul country.

It seemed that he would never be freed.

At this time, He Lingchuan began to feel exhausted.

If you hold your breath for too long, you will be kicked out of the dream if you don't return to the water.

The red giant shadow under the water moves calmly, but in fact, every swing advances dozens of feet.

In two breaths, it disappeared into the extreme cold.

He Lingchuan also tried his best to swim back to the water, and went out to inhale heavily.

Just a little bit, he was going to suffocate in the deep water, creating a new way to die for himself in Panlong City.

The cobweb pocket still hangs on the stalactite, but the unknown root has actually reached here, wrapping the head inside several times, and absorbing its power like a jelly, so the head has not been able to grow a body so far.

Luckily, the roots were so thin that they didn't dry it all down.

He Lingchuan grabbed the net pocket and pulled it, and the roots were broken in response, and only a few were still wrapped around the monster's head.

These thin roots seem to be tough only on the monster.

It was trembling, and when it saw He Lingchuan appear, it asked him loudly:

"What's going on down there, my deity, why can't I sense the deity!"

He Lingchuan was weird if he could ignore it, and then looked up at the rock wall, the monster's body was completely empty, and the root system was still there.

He thought about it, and simply swam to the edge of the rock wall and climbed up the roots.

What kind of plant is this, even monsters eat it, he wants to find out.

Interestingly, he climbed up only to find that the crack penetrated by the root system was very large, and it was more than enough to drill into one person.

Climbing up the thicker and more tangled root system, and then crawling in parallel for a short while, he actually saw the light!

Almost to the ground?

No, there is water in front of you, and the water is clear, so soak in the warmth.

Warm and hot springs?

He Lingchuan swam out of this cave and saw fish playing in the stream and water lilies in full bloom.

He could even hear the children's laughter.

When you float to the water, you will see a familiar scenery -

The small bridge and stone fence by the lake, the wide square opposite, the businesses on both sides of the street.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a green tree growing at the water's edge, lush and green.

It's not, it's not one

Panlong City South Gate Square?!

He had been fighting monsters in the underwater cave on the northwest side of the Chipa Plateau before, how could he climb up along the roots of the tree and return to Panlong City?

He Lingchuan wiped away the water on his face, and countless question marks appeared in his heart.

The boy on the shore came running to watch him, and an old man also paced over and extended a helping hand to him: "Come up, have you drunk too much?"

If it weren't for drunkenness, who would jump into the river here?

He Lingchuan thanked him for his kindness and jumped ashore by himself.

"Bats, bats!" A boy pointed to his net pocket and shouted, "This bat looks like a monkey."

"What else?" The appearance of the strange head is more terrifying and eye-catching, why don't these children say it?

The boy asked him, "Can they fly?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan pushed the net in front of him, "What else do you see besides bats?"

"Nothing. Well, why would you put a big stone in the net?"

"Stone?" There were no stones in his nets.

"How can it be a soul country!" The strange head in the net also spoke, and his tone was shocked, "You are sleeping, why are you not sleeping?

"Blame me?" He Lingchuan was also surprised, this product can accurately say the word "soul town", which means that it is not a native of the Coiling Dragon world.

Is this guy an invasive alien species?

It's no wonder that the giant red shadow wandering outside the soul country will make a move, and it seems to have been acting as the guardian of this soul country

Protectors.

The children around squeaked, and He Lingchuan gave them a few copper plates: "Go buy candy to eat."

The children ran away happily.

He Lingchuan was quiet, and then he had time to carefully look at the green trees in front of him.

Is the root of the tree that pierces the rock wall this Gura tree?

At least from the location, it should be it.

He Lingchuan looked down against the railing and found that the hole under the water was gone.

Yes, he has been going back and forth here no less than dozens of times, and the stone corridor on the riverbank is very neat, how can there be any caves?

This tree broke through time and brought him directly here from the northwestern part of the Chipa Plateau?

Hmm, or conversely, it stretched its roots directly into the cave in the northwestern part of Chipa in order to catch the monster for a feast?

At this time, looking at Xiao Guluo tree, the trunk that was originally thin and fast has become thicker, and he hugged it with both hands; The height also jumped up, a foot and a half off the ground, and the canopy began to unfold, which gave him a little bit of the ancestor's bearing.

This Guluo tree is different from all the other plants in Panlong City, it was grown from the seed of the Treasure Tree King that he brought in from the outside world, and it itself has the power to cross the green and underworld, so it can sense foreign invasions?

If it eats the monster, does it mean that it also needs nutrients to grow..... Underworld?

He Lingchuan had questions in his heart one after another, but he still had the most important things to do now.

Lifting the net pocket, he rushed to the shop on the street and said to the old man guarding inside, "Uncle Li, borrow your backyard for use!"

Uncle Li was grabbing straw weaving things, and he didn't raise his head: "Go ahead."

This is where Sun Lingling buys ice lanterns for mourning in winter; In the summer, when he couldn't make ice lanterns, the old man used bamboo and straw to weave some grasshoppers, ponies and other crafts to sell, which were very popular with children.

His backyard was empty, with only bamboo, rattan and other miscellaneous items.

He Lingchuan lifted the monster's head to face himself, "What are you?

"What the hell is wrong with my deity?" Since being chopped off, the monster has been in shock.

Everything as far as the eye can see, is beyond its imagination.

"It's gone." He Lingchuan said succinctly, "If you want to follow in the footsteps of the deity, I will fulfill you now."

Interestingly, the tendrils that he had torn off inside the cave now wrapped tightly around the monster's head, neither sucking it dry nor leaving it.

The three-eyed human head is tightly wrapped by several tree roots, and this shape is difficult to describe with the word "weird".

But this strange head has never grown a body again, and He Lingchuan's intuition is related to the roots of the Gu Luo tree.

"No, no!" The monster reacted strongly, "I don't want to die."

"Why are you looking for me?

"Someone marked you as a tribute." The strange head confessed, "We like young and strong spirits. It's delicious!"

"Who?"

"I don't know who he is." The Monster Head also carries the arrogance of the past, "We don't care."

"Where is this man?" He Lingchuan frowned, "I want a specific direction, and his appearance!"

This is from the real world, which means that there are people out there dealing with him!

Good, good.

The clues are sent to the door themselves.

"You're not going to kill us, are you?"

"See how you cooperate."

"Three hundred zhang to the west, Tongfu Inn; He looks thin and thin, and his face is very long, and he falls down when the wind blows."

He Lingchuan lifted his net and slipped back into the street, where he encountered two patrolmen passing by.

He took the monkey bats out and handed them to the guards, asking them to take them to the Dan Department and give them to Arlo.

With the human head wrapped around the roots, He Lingchuan jumped onto the Gura tree and stuck it in the branch.

Anyway, in the eyes of the natives of Panlong City, this is a big rock. No one is going to be interested, and the kids can't reach it.

"No, no, no, don't put me here!" The strange head felt the breath of the Gu Luo tree and was shocked.

It's not like putting it before

Suck a dry dryad?

"Help me keep an eye on it." He Lingchuan patted the trunk of the tree, "Don't eat it yet, I'll keep it and it's useful."

The wisdom of Gu Luo Shu is fully embodied in the King of Treasure Trees; Although this tree is still in its infancy, when He Lingchuan grabbed the net pocket in the cave, it didn't grab it from him, which shows that this little guy is very spiritual.

Then He Lingchuan found a corner where no one was around, sat down, closed his eyes, and relaxed:

"Wake up, wake up, wake up....."

In the past, he thought that the only way to leave the dream was to commit suicide, but it was not very pleasant; Later, I thought about it, he was the owner of the broken knife, why couldn't he go in and out freely?

He tried a few more times, and sure enough, he concentrated like this, asked to go offline, and soon returned to reality.

......

When the nightmare of a hundred faces was entered into the deep sea by the giant red shadow outside the soul land, almost no one noticed, and a star suddenly brightened in the night sky on the east side of reality, and it flashed a few times.

Just a few clicks.

Then, everything seemed to be back to normal.

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Tongfu Inn.

There was a "click", and the idol on the table suddenly broke into several pieces.

The spell master who had been closing his eyes and chanting suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in disbelief, "Lord Hundred Faces? How is this possible?"

The answer to him was a fragment of the idol that shattered the table.

Nightmares can also be strong and weak. The predecessor of the Hundred-Faced Nightmare was the Immortal Soul, and its power was so powerful that neither the same kind nor humans dared to deny it.

The nightmare rarely strikes, but never missed. It is precisely because he is convinced of the strength of the hundred faces that he can't believe what he sees.

Even a generation of British lords and monarchs died under its hands, this surnamed He is just a commoner, and he has no Yuan Force to protect himself, why should he defeat Baimian?

It's as ridiculous as a six-year-old baby defeating a boxing champion in the ring.

But facts speak louder than words, and no matter how frightened the sorcerer is, he has to plan for his next step.

The door slammed open, startling the spell master as the guest from the next room stepped in and said, "You failed?"

The sorcerer was furious: "Y-Why didn't you come uninvited?"

The man glared at him and asked, "Is it done, or is it not?"

"It didn't work, it was broken. The other party is very tough, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he will chase after him." The sorcerer was short of breath for a while, and could only stagger to his feet, "Do you want to stay?"

There are fragments in the blood he vomited, and his heart has been injured, the most important thing he should do is to lie down and recuperate, and he can get up after at least half a month, otherwise disaster will come.

This is a spell that can be crippled at least and killed at worst. But the sorcerer didn't care about that. is as strong as a hundred faces, and there is no return, and I am afraid that it will be more auspicious to stay.

"You sorcerers, you can't be trusted." The other party was propping up the wall with one hand, and a huge shadow moved in the darkness behind him, and the fishy wind was blowing in his face. "You go, leave it to me."