It's weird to say.

In this spiritual dimension, the speed of motion of all objects seems to be increased.

Therefore, in this huge "three-dimensional oil painting" that is so vast that there is no end in sight.

Mu Cang only flew for less than half a minute.

In the distance, a huge mass of broken dreams and mixed emotions suddenly appeared, which looked like a giant thundercloud.

Such a super-large dream collection was almost the largest volume in this void that Mu Cang could see.

Out of curiosity and research, he rushed straight into it without even thinking about it.

Stop!

Huhuhu~

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the giant dream group that faintly scatters endless strange and mysterious information is getting closer and closer.

Finally......

Boom –

A crashing sound that seemed to be big, small, real and illusory sounded in Mu Cang's ears.

A flower in front of his eyes.

The view instantly molds the lake.

Then, Mu Cang felt as if he had melted into a stream of cold water, gurgling into the depths of the thick and solid soil, and under the weight of the layers of soil and rock layers, he was strangely pressed into ice.

Then, the ice cracked out of the soil, wrapped in layers of inexplicable dust particles and rose into the sky, flying higher and higher, straight into the sky.

Eventually, a meteorite that turned into a burst of sparks fell to the ground.

Rumble!

The earth trembled.

Kakaka –

The meteorite cracked, and Mu Cang "walked" out of it.

"Whew..."

Mu Cangmeng opened his eyes.

The strange experience just now, after he opened his eyes, melted away as quickly as ice and dust in the sun.

That memory quickly faded into a lake, like an ethereal dream.

Before his eyes.

A gray-colored prairie suddenly appeared.

The boundless void of the spiritual dimension has disappeared in an instant.

All around, there was nothing but vast expanses of meadow.

"Really, really, interestingly."

Mu Cang smiled slightly, raised his eyes and looked around.

Suddenly.

I saw that the gray-black prairie that was still empty just now kept drilling out of thin air from the edge of his field of vision.

In a short period of time, from the sky to the ground, there were giant lambs as milky as marshmallows.

The huge lambs were all starving and motionless as if they were dead.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

Countless lambs are constantly popping up out of thin air from all angles and directions.

Then it stood quietly in the sky, gray clouds, and grasslands.

It's like a fake.

The whole scene feels very similar to the monster core culture.

Both familiar and unfamiliar.

There is a little sense of tranquility, but also a little frightening and depressing.

"Is it some kind of obscure emotion, or a concrete symbol of something marginalized?"

Mu Cang's gaze retracted from these huge numbers of lambs, and his body moved, disappearing in place in an instant.

In just a second, he reappeared, looking around in surprise, and his surroundings turned into a snowy field with thick trees in the distance.

"Just one step up and down here? It's weird."

As he spoke, Mu Cang turned his head to look in a different direction, and saw that there was actually a black and gray wooden house a hundred meters away.

When he got closer, he saw that the hut was made of maple wood, and it looked old, and the exterior walls were covered with scars and dust.

Card!

There was a crunch.

The door to the hut suddenly opened, and out of it jumped out a little girl in a tattered orange hooded robe.

As soon as the little girl saw Mu Cang, she giggled, jumped on the spot and beckoned to him:

"Ahh Come in, come in!"

jumped to Mu Cang's side, and wanted to hold his hand.

Mu Cang's expression was indifferent, and his dirty little hand flashed slightly.

He saw it very clearly.

The strange girl's face was pale and her expression was stiff, she didn't smile, and her mouth didn't open, but she let out bursts of real laughter inexplicably.

It's like a doll.

The girl didn't care about Mu Cang's indifference, but continued to wave warmly and let him follow into the house.

Squeak –

Mu Cang gently pushed open the wooden door, and saw the raging furnace facing him.

On the left, the red-robed girl is knitting a sweater leisurely with her back on her back.

Look to the right.

There was a large dilapidated wooden bed with a broken leg and half collapsed.

On the black, blood-stained sheets on the bed lay a pile of scattered skeletons.

Now it is no longer possible to see the original appearance of the skeleton owner.

At this moment, the girl in red suddenly let go of her voice and sang a strange ballad:

"There's an old Tom in town,

He runs a haunted house in town,

His son is a false ghost,

He's doing a great job,

The streets of the town are all around.

There is a haunted house next to the heavenly street,

Fake ghosts in the depths of the haunted house,

The neighbors screamed and slashed with knives,

After cutting off the head and cutting off the chest,

After chopping the chest and cutting the ass,

Tom's son is dead,

His haunted house is out of business,

The neighbors of the town are smiling,

Year after year,

Tom's haunted house is open again,

This time the fake ghost becomes the real ghost,

The streets of the town are screaming,

The neighbors of the town are crying,

You say it's funny, it's not funny."

With a tactful and crisp voice, with this slightly curious lyrics, Mu Cangzhi frowned.

Suddenly, the red-robed girl turned her head and stared directly at Mu Cang's eyes, her expression was still stiff and full of life:

"Guest, everyone laughed, why didn't you laugh?"

Mu Cangjian raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "It's your business to laugh or not."

The temperature inside the house plummeted.

The girl's expression was the same, but her voice became distressed: "Then, you don't want to laugh as a guest, so it's better to just... Invite me to a meal!"

After saying this, the girl's pale face suddenly bulged, and a huge wolf mouth with outturned teeth broke through the girl's face and flesh, and went straight to Mu Cang to bite it.

"Bang!"

Mu Cang's face remained unchanged, and he threw a punch, hitting the tip of the wolf's head and nose.

"Woohoo!

Girl......

No!

It was a monster with a girl's skin, and it was smashed to the wall with a scream.

Before the monster could get up, Mu Cang jumped over and stepped heavily on the monster's chest.

Carla!

After a bone explosion, the monster instantly became a lake, disappeared from Mu Cang's feet, and became invisible.

"Huh?"

He looked around, only to find that the wooden house had also disappeared, and even the snowfield had become an endless sea of clouds that was pouring rain.

Mu Cang raised his head and looked into the sky and found that this place was all wrapped in thick clouds.

The rain is also coming down into the air from all directions, never stopping.

Flowing and dripping –

The fixed "spot" that received the rainwater quickly gathered into a lump of "droplets" the size of a house.

Suddenly, the "water droplet" collapsed inward and disappeared.

Mu Cang took two steps and three steps, walked to the swelling "water droplets", and looked inside.

But I saw a familiar scene - the boundless void of the spiritual dimension.

"I see, this is the exit of the 'Dream Realm'."

Mu Cang immediately jumped into the droplets.

Soon, the "water droplet" grew to the size of a house again, and it collapsed again, disappearing in place along with Mu Cang inside.

The infinite void of chaos.

The giant dream group suddenly cracked a small crack, and Mu Cang suddenly flew out of it.

During the flight, he looked back at the huge dream and exclaimed:

"This 'tour' is really weird, and it's completely confusing."

After flying farther away, Mu Cang looked around the void and muttered to himself:

"It seems that this original book is a strange territory that only a few people can reach with some rare talent.

It doesn't have to be strong mental or psychic to enter, and it can be easily played.

Rather, it is necessary to have some kind of potential, a certain kind of creature that is born as if it belongs to this realm can enter freely, which is the so-called Phantom Sea Soul.

Hmm, my psychic nature is too strong, even if only a trace comes, this void will be unstable, which will affect research, and it seems that weaker people will have to be sent here to collect data in the future."

Flipping through the plot memory of "Dragon Fist" in his heart, Mu Cang found the corresponding information.

This kind of group of gifted alien souls only understood their official name after the Blue Star humans came into contact with more interstellar civilizations in the late stage of the original book, [Lookout].

For example, that woman should be the so-called lookout.

"Her brain is very valuable, maybe it can be dug up and used as my experimental tool, a tool to study the spiritual dimension!"

After thinking about it, Mu Cang dissipated into nothingness.

A short moment later.

returned to Tang Hatyu's mental realm again.

At the same time, the true meaning of martial arts, the Great Sun Golden Crow, was slowly unfolded.

In the deep sea, the red fruit of the whole body like a mermaid suddenly appeared.

She looked at Mu Cang, who was a hundred meters away, her eyes closed and lifeless, and silently sensed it.

After making sure that the other party had no mental reaction at all, he chuckled and sneered:

"Five minutes! Finally wear out your consciousness."

"No one has ever been able to hold out for that long, and you are proud enough!"

Just as she was secretly happy to prepare to receive the booty......