Seeing the twisted little snake turned into black gas rushing towards him, Zhan Jingyi's spiritual power was just about to gush out, and he suddenly hesitated, allowing the twisted little snake to wrap around his body.

Then, Zhan Jingyi only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he felt dizzy and nauseous.

He struggled to open his eyes and found himself in an overturned and broken car, looking beyond the broken window, and what appeared in his eyes was a gray world that had been turned upside down.

"This is Zhou Zheng's dream world?"

As soon as he moved, he did find a sharp pain in his calf, which made Zhan Jingyi frown slightly, why was he injured just after he came in?

Is this the damage that comes with entering the dream?

He moved his body slowly, and with his slight movements, the car, which was already on the verge of falling apart, creaked dangerously.

Maybe when he came into the dream realm, he was in a neck-down posture, but now Zhan Jingyi only felt that his back and neck were stiff like two stones.

When he reached out to remove the glass shards on the ground, he accidentally cut his fingers.

Zhan Jingyi looked at the broken fingers, and realized in his heart that in reality, his body was very strong, and it was impossible for broken glass like this to cut through his skin.

Moreover, it is very likely that he did not enter the entity, this is a dream, and he should be a spiritual body or something now.

After some tossing, Zhan Jingyi finally climbed out of the broken car with tires in the sky, feeling very weak, sitting on the stone on the side of the road, looking down at his watch, the hands stopped completely.

All around him was a black mist, an indescribable darkness, like a tide of evil, completely submerged in it.

Zhan Jingyi touched his body and found that the equipment that was originally on his body was gone, it seems that this is indeed the spiritual world, if the body comes in, he should bring the equipment in.

Accustomed to attacking with a Tang knife, now that he has no weapons, he is a little no longer there.

Thinking of the weapon, he subconsciously held it in his hand, as if he was holding his Tang knife in his hand, and slashed towards the air.

What he didn't expect was that with his movements, a Tang knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and with his movements, a knife light flashed out in the air and slashed at the broken car on the side.

"Boom!"

As the knife slashed the car, the broken car, which was about to fall apart, was completely shattered into parts.

"Huh!"

Seeing all this, Zhan Jingyi was a little surprised, it turned out that he could use his spiritual power here to manifest the Tang Dao, and the next moment, his left hand touched his waist, and sure enough, a feeling of bulging in his waist appeared.

As soon as his hand moved, an M9 pistol he commonly used appeared in his hand, and the handle made of aluminum alloy gave him a familiar feeling, this pistol has high shooting accuracy and can adapt to various complex environments.

checked the bullets of the pistol, loaded the pistol bullets, inserted them back into the pouch on his waist, fixed the Tang knife on his back, and had a weapon in his hand, Zhan Jingyi's courage was even more sufficient.

The first task now is to find Zhou Zheng, and if you find Zhou Zheng, it is estimated that you can find the demon here, and then destroy the demon, and the nightmare that plagued Zhou Zheng should be completely over.

……

Zhan Jingyi walked forward along the path in front of him, and from time to time there was an unspeakable malice and hatred around him, mixed with the unique dark power from hell, like a peep from the evil being at the bottom of the abyss, haunting him.

This moment.

Endless dust fell from the sky, as if it was the dust produced by Zhan Jingyi's family burning coal in winter when he was a child.

He followed the road as he searched for clues, his eyes scanning the air obscured by ash and smog and observing his surroundings.

At this time, a strange footstep and moan came from the end of the street.

Zhan Jingyi looked towards the place where the voice came from, and a monster with no arms or face, his body wrapped in dirty skin, and his walk was stiff like a puppet, stumbling towards him.

The monster let out a roar, saliva fell to the ground, and the white mist rose, making a corrosive sound,

Zhan Jingyi raised his eyebrows, pulled out a pistol from his waist with his right hand, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A bullet flew out, shattering the monster's head accurately, and the monster fell to the ground with a bang, dripping blood like acid, quickly corroding the ground.

But the next moment.

On the side of the road, more and more monsters stumbled into it, staggering towards Zhan Jingyi.

Seeing so many monsters, Zhan Jingyi calmly held the gun with both hands, "Bang!" "Bang!" ……

One shot at a time, under his accurate marksmanship, soon more than a dozen monsters were shattered and their heads fell to the ground.

Moreover, Zhan Jingyi found that the bullets he fired were all glowing with golden light, which seemed to be shaped by his spiritual power, and had the magical effect of killing these monsters with one hit.

And, most importantly, he found that although he had fired more than a dozen shots, when he checked the bullets, the bullets were actually full, that is, these bullets were formed by his mental power, and as long as his mental power was not exhausted, the bullets would not be exhausted.

In principle, he could shoot until ...... Mental exhaustion.

……

However, at this moment, in the distance, a piercing voice sounded.

This voice seems to be roaring and as if there are thousands of people wailing in pain, which makes people feel that their spirits will be in a trance after listening to it.

At the same time, at the end of the street in the far distance.

An incomparably strong, tall one-eyed monster with a noose around its neck and a noose around its neck appeared.

The monster's bloody mouth is covered with four layers of sharp teeth, dense and disgusting.

He had a long knife in his chest, dripping blood, and in his other hand he held a huge death scythe and chains.

With every step the monster took, Zhan Jingyi could feel the ground trembling slightly, and the world reflected in his pupils, dilapidated and barren, dim and old orange-red light, like a flame from hell, scorched the world, and blamed the sinners.

With the appearance of the one-eyed monster, the unique cry of a baby is heard in the ears all the time, making the world more and more eerie.

One by one, the evil boys with faces like black charcoal, short, and strange faces came out of the dark corners one after another, and rushed towards the battle scene.

Child? Why are the monsters here so weird?

While thinking, Zhan Jingyi raised his gun and kept shooting, and the monster kept falling to the ground, but soon the monster that died before turned into a cloud of dust, condensed and resurrected not far away.

Face more and more evil children and monsters, and in the distance, slowly approaching, oppressive one-eyed monsters.

Zhan Jingyi didn't fall in love with the war, so he had to find Zhou Zheng first, protect him, and then it was not too late to fight these monsters.

As he retreated, he kept firing guns, killing the evil boys and monsters that approached.

"Why is there such a strange scene? Can monsters be resurrected? ”

Zhan Jingyi ran quickly into the distance, thinking about the logic of all this he saw, he had to find the problem, or he was afraid that he would be lost in it in the end.

Everything here was like a thick fog, tightly enveloping Zhan Jingyi's body, making him a little breathless.

That state just now.

But no one in their right mind can be like him, facing that kind of twisted and abominable monster, calm as if he was standing in the garden of his own backyard.

It's no wonder why Zhou Zheng became like that, such a dream, anyone who dreams about it every day will be crazy.

……

Zhan Jingyi moved quickly, thinking about the situation here, which was different from other worlds that had been invaded by darkness.

The monsters here are deformed, hideous, and chilling, however, they are also the weakest strength that Zhan Jingyi has ever dealt with, and compared to the fierce beasts and weird things he encountered before, these are not worth mentioning at all.

However, entering here, he slowly understood the horror of this world, not at all the fear brought by facing monsters, the most important thing is that this is the world of dreams, the world of spiritual bodies.

The gray sky here all day long, the infinite resurrection of monsters, endless, no regular cycle to speak of.

On the other hand, it was as quiet as a grave, a ruined town that had lost its life.

All of these are the real core elements that make up the infinite horror.

Like the absurd and treacherous world in the eyes of the mentally ill, everything that is reasonable is distorted and evilized here.

As a young man, Zhou Zheng has to survive in such a dream world, in the cracks full of monsters.

That feeling of despair and madness, from the moment you step into this dream, becomes a noose hanging from your neck.

This noose, with the passage of time, tightens until it locks your throat and breaks your neck.

Slowly, Zhou Zheng's spirit will collapse, and when his spirit is completely engulfed by darkness and evil, he will be completely killed at the spiritual and soul level.

This is really a dead button, only by finding Zhou Zheng and then thinking of solving it here can he really save him.