"Keep an eye on it for me." He Lingchuan patted the trunk of the Juluo tree, "Don't eat it yet, I'll keep it for some use."

The wisdom of the Juluo tree is fully reflected in the King of Treasure Trees. Although this tree is still in its infancy, it did not fight against He Lingchuan when he grabbed the net bag in the cave, which shows that this little guy is very spiritual.

Then He Lingchuan found a deserted corner to sit down, closed his eyes to rest, and relaxed:

"Wake up, wake up, wake up..."

In the past, he thought that the only way to leave the dreamland was to commit suicide, but the feeling was not pleasant; later he thought about it, he was the owner of Broken Knife, why couldn't he come in and out freely?

He tried a few more times, and sure enough, if he concentrated like this and asked to log off, he could quickly return to reality.

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When the Hundred-faced Nightmare was driven into the deep sea by the giant red shadow outside the Soul Country, almost no one noticed that a star suddenly brightened up in the night sky in the east of reality and flashed several times quickly.

Just a few times.

Then, everything seemed to be back to normal.

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Tongfu Inn.

With a "click" sound, the statue on the table suddenly broke into several pieces.

The conjurer who had been reciting the incantation with his eyes closed suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and said in disbelief: "Master Baimian? How is this possible!"

What answered him was that the statue's fragments shattered all over the table.

Nightmares also have strengths and weaknesses. The predecessor of the Hundred-Faced Nightmare is the Immortal Soul. Its power is something that neither its kind nor humans dare to deny.

This nightmare rarely attacks, but never misses. Precisely because he firmly believes in the power of Hundred Faces, he cannot believe what he sees.

Even the king of the Mang Kingdom, a British ruler, died under its hands. This man named He was just a commoner and had no energy to protect himself. How could he defeat Bai Mian?

This is as ridiculous as a six-year-old kid defeating a boxing champion in the ring.

But facts speak louder than words. No matter how frightened the magician is, he has to plan his next step.

The door of the room opened with a bang, which startled the spell master. He saw the guest from the next door step in and said, "You failed?"

The curse master was furious: "You, why did you come here uninvited?"

The man stared at him and asked: "Is it done or not?"

"It didn't work, it was broken. The opponent is very strong, I'm afraid, I'm afraid they will chase me." The spell master was short of breath and could only stand up unsteadily, "Do you want to stay?"

There were fragments in the blood he spat out, and his heart was injured. The most important thing he should do was to lie down and rest, and he would not be able to get up until at least half a month, otherwise he would be in trouble in the future.

This is the backlash of the spell, which can range from disability to death. But the spell master can't care about this. He is as powerful as a hundred faces and has no chance of returning. If he stays, he will probably be in bad luck.

"You sorcerers are really unreliable." The other party supported the wall with one hand, and a giant shadow moved in the darkness behind him, and a fishy wind blew in his face. "You go away, leave this place to me."
Chapter completed!