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Chapter 891 Blood Red Moon (1)

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    Fragments of the fairy dream.

    Zhao Guangli is doing the final cleaning work.

    Caesar volunteered to die to end his dream, and Zhao Guangli had nothing to be polite about.

    Before that, what Zhao Guangli and Perfect Human have to do is to search for resources and techniques within Zhenwu Xianmen.

    To put it simply, there are studies on the operation of immortal arts, or human martial arts skills, which correspond to the spells and knight weaponization of the Sky Drive Alliance. Many of them can be directly used in the extraordinary system.

    As for the energy crystals known as spiritual stones in this world, for the puppets of the energy mage that Zhao Guangli is currently using, the more the better. After all, it is really difficult to rely on natural recovery of spiritual energy to cope with the consumption of battle.

    Those NPCs in the dream have never thought about why their beloved son, the strongest young master, would be in cahoots with the demon girl. The original Zhenwu master could only lament his misfortune and never thought about it.

    ??Perhaps in this world a hundred years from now, there will be stories about righteous geniuses who were seduced by witches and fell into the devil's path.

    Such stories are not new, but Zhao Guangli still did not expect that he would become the "witch" in the story.

    At this moment, a throbbing feeling surged.

    Zhao Guangli and Caesar stood in front of the broken Zhenwu Mountain Gate, preparing to enter a new dreamland again.

    That kind of throbbing made the two pseudo-god level geniuses look at each other.

    On the horizon, blood gushed out like a waterfall.

    "The bloody dream"

    There was a downpour of blood from the sky.

    It seems so weird.

    The blood was extremely viscous and flowed along the ground, filled with a fishy smell of blood.

    "There is a super creature, dead."

    Caesar whispered.

    In the dream world, what falls is the pinnacle of the extraordinary.

    "Who is it?"

    Zhao Guangli said nothing.

    Is he one of the four supers who entered the deep dream with him?

    Or are they the old monsters hiding deep in the dream?

    Zhao Guangli is not sure.

    But the cruel scene at this moment made Zhao Guangli unable to calm down.

    The deep dreamland is not safe, and the danger is enough to kill even super beings.

    You must know that [Elephant Lord] was seriously injured in the deep dream. Although he finally returned to the fallen kingdom, he was surrounded and killed by the Duke and others. This ended the tyrant's rule in the kingdom.

    There is no danger at all on the first and second floors, but Zhao Guangli does not feel relaxed at all.

    Whether it was the deep dream itself or the familiarity the dream brought to Zhao Guangli, Zhao Guangli felt weird.

    "The main world on the first level is very similar to my original world."

    "The dream fragments on the second floor are from a novel I have readthen"

    Zhao Guangli thought of this and raised the [Thunder Dragon] in his hand.

    "This diversion rod is very good"

    Caesar commented, standing still and making no move.

    With the flash of hot electric light, everything turned into pitch black.

    It¡¯s like waking up from a dream.

    After Zhao Guangli killed Duanmu Jiaoyang, a brief moment of chaos appeared in his brain.

    From pitch black to sluggish.

    Under countless distorted and blocked perceptions, Zhao Guangli woke up with a gasp.

    "This timemy consciousness really disappeared for a few seconds."

    Zhao Guangli looked at the sheets in front of him with a calm expression.

    Snow-white sheets and curtains are closed, but the outside seems to be pure black.

    The clock on the right points to midnight.

    Quiet and silent.

    Zhao Guangli raised his body, and his right arm felt a little weak.

    "The powerhas faded."

    "It's not just the blockage of energy movement, it should be saidmy extraordinary level is also decreasing!"

    This kind of thing is intolerable to Zhao Guangli.

    ¡°The power that I can mobilize cannot reach higher heights.

    The official pinnacle.

    Is this the power of dreams?

    "The third-level deep dream is a turning point. My power will be greatly weakened."

    Zhao Guangli coughed twice, which was particularly prominent in the calm night.

    If you have not reached the false god, you will become more and more resistant to the erosion of the power of dreams.?Not following your heart.

    Zhao Guangli stood up.

    Gu Xintong's posture still remains, which is the key to his ability to remain absolutely calm until now.

    The Evil God Girl¡¯s life-saving method, plus her own body is still outside the dream, should not be a big problem to save her life.

    only¡­¡­

    Zhao Guangli frowned.

    There is a dull pain in my head.

    Have you forgotten something again?

    "I'm here, what are you doing in the dream?"

    Zhao Guangli was stunned.

    Is it the [purpose] that you forgot this time?

    As the dream progresses, the dreamer will gradually lose his original memory. The first and second levels are all trivial memories. It¡¯s no big deal to forget them, but starting from the third level

    Zhao Guangli exhaled slightly.

    The power is fading, so he who is accustomed to powerful and extraordinary power does not have too many crises.

    "I haven't experienced this feeling of weakness for a long time."

    Zhao Guangli raised his slender white arms.

    On the right side, the black and white communicator lights up the screen.

    In the dark room, everything is pale.

    As pale as bones.

    Zhao Guangli picked up the phone.

    ¡°Don¡¯t look out the window!!¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t look out the window!!¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t look out the window!!¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t look out the window!!¡±

    Text messages poured in like snowflakes, and exclamation marks kept coming.

    Zhao Guangli couldn't be frightened by the strange words, so he read dozens of words calmly.

    He didn¡¯t continue to look down.

    The contents are similar and come from different communicator numbers.

    The communication resources of the Sky Drive Alliance are very expensive. The construction mages still focus on dealing with monsters. They are researching communicators that can be used in disaster areas, but they have not become popular in stable areas.

    Zhao Guangli was not used to it at all.

    "Don'tlook out the window."

    What¡¯s outside the window?

    Zhao Guangli looked towards the window.

    With the curtains closed, there wasn¡¯t much light outside.

    "The new world Under this world level, the strongest person should have surpassed my own strength"

    Zhao Guangli pointed with his right hand.

    "Evil mysticism."

    "The traveling evil god."

    On her fingertips, the tiny evil dolls were twisting and beating.

    It has a twisted and terrifying appearance. It is one of Gu Xintong¡¯s evil weapons and has also been used in the real Night Town.

    The little evil god jumped along the door and the gaps in the curtains and left.

    And Zhao Guangli watched everything through these evil gods.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Nothing at all.

    It is an endless night, as if it is a night town.

    There are tall buildings all around, but there seems to be a giant outline similar to a medieval castle.

    Stretching into mountains.

    Prone like a ferocious demon.

    The little evil god raised his head and took a quick look.

    Boom!

    A violent sense of distortion erupted.

    The pain and distortion are accurately conveyed to Zhao Guangli¡¯s evil girl.

    The little evil god exploded on the spot.

    And Zhao Guangli in the room, his cold eyes itched for a while.

    Immediately, small tentacles extended from her eyeballs like nerves.

    It¡¯s like turning into a compound eye!

    "What's this?"

    On Zhao Guangli¡¯s right hand where he used the evil mystic technique, small tentacles like sea anemones continued to extend.

    The severe pain made Zhao Guangli moan deeply.

    at this time.

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