Before he finished speaking, he saw the black tentacles penetrated into Zheng Xiaoming's body and touched them for a while, but as if he had not caught anything, the tentacles began to retract.

Zheng Xiaoming has reached the internal organs, cultivated the power of virtue and carrying things, and communicated with Futian. With Futian, he protects the spiritual soul, and wanted to catch him by this tentacle, which is simply a dream!

But seeing those who returned in vain, Zheng Xiaoming easily said to the Tianwei Army's anti-terrorism expert: "It seems too late, I'll interrogate him here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of white air had ejaculated from Zheng Xiaoming's body and penetrated into the body of Evil De Dao.

The next moment, he directly entered his dream based on the body of the evil deeds.

Then……

Zheng Xiaoming entered a room.

The room is not big, it looks quite warm and full of lifestyle. There are sofas, dining tables and other items in the room, and even carpets with peony patterns on the floor.

The Evil Dao, who was beaten by him in the real world just now, wore black-rimmed glasses, sat in front of Zheng Xiaoming with his legs crossed, and said to Zheng Xiaoming carelessly: "Welcome to my dream fortress!"

Zheng Xiaoming sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

He took a step forward, then his feet were empty, and then he fell into the dark water with a "thump".

It was absolutely pitch black and there was no trace of light. And there seemed to be countless terrifying monsters hidden in the water, attracted by the sound of Zheng Xiaoming falling into the water, and rushed towards Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming's Ruyi Merit Swords were slashed out one after another. He had just killed several monsters, but several slippery tentacles wrapped around Zheng Xiaoming's body, bound Zheng Xiaoming tightly, making him unable to move any longer.

It was at this moment that a hehe ha ha voice sounded: "I didn't expect you to fall into the trap! This terrifying sea tastes good..."

As the sound rang out, a miserable white waning moon appeared in the air, finally illuminating the darkness.

You can see this is a dark sea, and the water surface is as calm as a mirror. Only when monsters under the water move will ripples appear.

However, the water here is very viscous and dense like mercury. These ripples often don't spread far.

And all this makes this place look particularly weird!

Zheng Xiaoming, who was caught by the tentacles, remained calm and even asked: "Where is the sea of ​​terror?

You guy is really good, you actually set up your dream fortress into a trap!”

And the hehe haha ​​voice sounded again: "This is called a military attack. Smart people never need to do it themselves to defeat the enemy!

No... You guy is not afraid of falling into the current field... You still have support!"

This guy is really creative. The Dream Fortress shot directly into a trap and led to a dangerous virtual world.

This is clearly prepared to cheat people!

However, Zheng Xiaoming was not lucky and was just cheated!

But just like the last sound of the evil deeds and Dao Master, Zheng Xiaoming sneered: "I answered correctly, but it's a pity that there was no reward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sea water beside him began to tremble violently, causing slight ripples.

However, the ripples continued to expand in a very short time, spreading to the distance, and gradually turning into huge waves.

The originally calm and sticky sea of ​​consciousness suddenly surged like a mountain. Countless monsters lurking in this dark sea were all thrown by the waves, which was as exciting as playing a roller coaster.

The originally stable space was torn apart and shaking violently in this violent fluctuation.

The pale moon in the air was even more shaky, as if it would fall down at any time.

At this time, Zheng Xiaoming had already escaped from the tentacles. As for the tentacle monster itself, it had already been thrown to somewhere by the huge waves!

Zheng Xiaoming floated in the air and slowly rose up, approaching the pale crescent moon: "This should be your essence! Interestingly, your guys from the Evil Buddha Sect are not very capable, and they still have a lot of tricks!"

The pale crescent moon is the spiritual essence of the evil Taoist master. At this moment, facing Zheng Xiaoming's approach, he was extremely frightened, as if he had seen some big devil.

However, at this time, his entire dream space was shaking violently, almost tearing him apart. How could he say anything?

I could only watch Zheng Xiaoming get closer with malicious intentions.

At this moment, the Evil De Dao felt that he was so helpless, just like a weak girl who was powerless to resist by the criminals. She was about to face the ravages of evil...

He didn't know that Zheng Xiaoming looked at it easily, so he turned his consciousness upside down. In fact, he had already used the method of putting things in the bottom of the box, whether it was the virtue of carrying things or the vast ocean that he had just obtained, both methods were used.

I have to say that Zheng Xiaoming was also sighing that this evil deed is really lucky. What kind of methods do you use to deal with him, Zheng Xiaoming, but what kind of consciousness do you use?

Don’t you know that Zheng Xiaoming just mastered the vast ocean?

What? You don't know?

Then you deserve to be unlucky!

So the evil deeds who deserve to be unlucky are really unlucky!

Zheng Xiaoming took the Ruyi Merit Sword and punched the pale crescent moon, as if he heard a crack of glass shattering. A passage appeared.

The next moment, Zheng Xiaoming had already returned to the house that looked quite warm just now, which was the dream fortress of Evil Daoye.

But the guy who was sitting on the sofa just now with his legs crossed was already scared and shivering behind the sofa.

Too scary!

This Zheng Xiaoming is so terrible!

Although his mental strength seems not very strong, he has endless means, and even the sea of ​​terror cannot trap Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming didn't care about the evil deeds. He just smiled and pulled out the Ruyi Merit Sword: "Let me see if there is a second trap in your dream fortress!"

A smart person will not be pitted twice by one person.

Of course, Zheng Xiaoming would not bet on whether there are any traps in this room again?

The evil deeds are so cunning, and now hiding behind the sofa, trembling. Who knows if it is another trap?

Therefore, Zheng Xiaoming slashed at the Dream Fortress itself with an unreasonable sword.

The origin of the dream fortress is called "bed" or "door".

In fact, they are all a reference and a metaphor.

It doesn't have to look like a ready-made bed and door!

For example, the first origin of this evil deed, Dao Ye, is actually the sofa in front of him.

The dream fortress this guy cast is only this living room, the surrounding bedrooms, etc., all of which are false. Or it has not been cast yet!

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming slashed up with a sword without hesitation, and the sofa was cut open.

The entire dream fortress began to shake violently, and countless intertwined lights were exposed.

This is the truth of the Dream Fortress!
Chapter completed!