He must be dreaming, but he thought about something at night and dreamed about something on the day. The battle just now was too deep, and his body was in a state of fatigue. He suddenly fainted and his brain did not jump away in that excited stage, so he had this ridiculous scene in front of him.

Wuhun comforted himself. As the mystery in front of him was solved, his crazy beating heart gradually calmed down under the comfort of comfort, and the thriller on his face retreated and soon recovered.

Just as I was about to sit on the ground and rest for a stable mind, I didn't expect that the face in the black fog opposite me, a sudden sentence made Wuhun's calm heart regain its vitality again.

His rosy face was beating impatiently, and then turned into a miserable white again, his terrifying face, and his wrinkles contracted sharply.

"Hehehe, I'm here to take my life, hahaha, I'm back, I'm back, you're going to die if I come back!"

The sound of the witch gritting her teeth was like a rippling wave, expanding in circles, constantly echoing in the soulless ears.

"You don't think I'm going to die, right? How can I let you live a good life if I die? I said before my life that I will die, and I will die even if I die. I will not let Shuxin live or kill you. I will use the means I think to torture you and torture you until death."

"Hehe, give up the unnecessary resistance. If you can't survive, there will be no reason to survive."

"No, this is impossible!" Wuhun thought that everything that happened in front of him was impossible.

"It's true. She is dead. The witch has been destroyed by him. How could she survive again? What a big joke!"

Looking at the face floating up and down in the air, Wuhun was a little at a loss, and his legs were not in control and were constantly retreating backwards.

The suspended face floated in a tortuous manner, and the evil and vicious smile appeared on the bright red mouth, making people feel fear of darkness when they saw it.

Wuhun felt the trembling hidden between his legs that were constantly regressing, as if the ridicule of his muscles tensed, and as if the resonance arose in his heart. All the thoughts in his heart now made him even more sure that this must be another absurd and bizarre dream, because how could he be so unbearable in reality? Cowardly and fearful retreat is never synonymous with him, it can only be the surrender of the weak, not him.

His heart was as strong as gold, so how could he be defeated by this woman's words? If this is true, it would be that his state of mind had not yet undergone even more cruel training.

After thinking through the reason, I brushed it up, the soulless eyes emitted two rays of light, and suddenly stood up from the ground, looking straight at the eyes floating in the air, looking at them without showing any weakness, and said word by word: "No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, or your life or your purpose after death, you are just a defeated general under my command. You can kill you before you die, and you can kill you even more after death. Don't think you just said a few words and want to scare me. Who can say this? Humph, I have never been afraid of you when you are alive, let alone after death. Since you are here, let alone be wronged. Trouble with the suffering of the second death. I will send you the next hell in my dream and die for me!"

Wuhun waved his fist, squatted, and shot up with his toes, and rushed forward with his killing force.

The huge fist was hung with strong wind, and it shot hard on the strange skin, shattering.

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bsp;The soulless fell to the ground, causing layers of wind and waves, and the dust in the sky was scattered on the ground.

When the last piece of pink fell on the ground, there was a very crisp sound, like the unwilling roar of a witch.

Wuhun stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, looked up at the blank tree stud behind him, and lamented, since it was a dream, everything here was over, then you should end, and the dream should wake up.

The leisurely sighed as if the call of the origin in the distance, the layers of waves spread out one after another, and the space of the dream began to shatter inch by inch.

The thick cracks turbulently spread like a tide, and finally they could not bear the pressure of the airflow and collapsed. At the end of the storm space, they were sucked completely by the black vortex.

The fragments were swallowed by the black hole layer by layer, "Ah, stop quickly, no, no, you must die well, you must die well!" As the fragments of space dissipated, the witch's voice intermittently stinged the soulless eardrums again.

"Hahaha, OK, OK, the tree pole is crushed by you in the space. Do you think it will be born in reality? Huh, everything will collapse and everything will be destroyed. You will fall to the ground with my body! Hehehe, the true appearance of the ancient tree is about to be presented, you will see, see its reality, and those bugs, ah, I'm not willing to do so!"

The dimness of the light proves that all the fragments were shattered by the black vortex, and the witch's voice would be worn over the years with the fragments.

Without the witch's roar, his ears seemed to have become much quieter.

"Everyone will be destroyed, I really don't know what it means?" Wuhun chuckled and walked towards the light behind the vortex.

""Ah, huh", the instant return of the soulless mind made his mind blank. This was just a nightmare, it was considered to be over.

As the mind revived, all the feelings in the body gradually woke up, and the sudden shaking under his body made Wuhun open his eyes instantly and sit up.

"What did you have? How could the tree pole shake so much?" Wuhun stood up with a struggle, looking at his side involuntarily, and the things in the dream were not born.

Leng Huo Xueyu lay quietly on one side, her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"Fortunately, the things that were born in the dream were not born in reality. Leng Huo Xueyu or Leng Huo Xueyu, just like before, when you sleep, you don't know even if the sky falls. Unless the danger is approaching naturally, you can only wait for her to wake up except to wake her up. It seems that she has not been affected by the fact that the witch occupied her body, but?"

Wuhun looked up at the shaking branches, and then casually continued the preface: "She has no effect, but I am affected. What the witch said about destruction and explosion is simply weak and violent. Nima, this is a natural disaster! Ah, what kind of formation diagram is this, it actually has the ability to destroy itself!"

The already dim sky is now shattering, and the sky with flying sand and stones makes people unable to see through any light, so dark that they can hardly touch their faces.

Under the dark night, the withered giant trees seem to be dead trees in spring, and the grass poles that have been drought and rain for a long time have regained their vitality.

The dry branches are no longer brittle and broken when touched. The vitality nourishes the branches suddenly become tough and smooth...

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