ps: Finally, it can be said that the story of being sadder is that Luoli breaks out six times, but I am sad to cry today. No matter how hard you work, you can't even go to the subscription.

The black juice in the sky gradually disappeared under the pursuit of ghost fog.

Gululu~

Wu Hao seemed to hear something, falling and rolling in the place where the little luoli monster exploded.

He glanced at it and it seemed to be something wrapped in cloth.

Is it the thing that was hidden on the little luoli's chest before?

What would it be?

Ghost characters?

Or something else?

Get that ghost so easily?

Thinking of this, Wu Hao took two more steps forward. He saw clearly what was wrapped in the cloth, revealing a small corner, which seemed to be a doll the size of a palm.

Doll?

Wu Hao gradually frowned.

How could it be a blood-colored doll?

His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked around carefully.

He suddenly discovered that at some point around, the town disappeared, the sky and the earth disappeared, leaving only layers of gray clouds.

A strange aura continued to spread and grew wildly.

It seems that something is being touched, disturbed, and is waking up.

wrong!

There is a problem!

That luoli monster is not the core of the dream!

The core of the dream is indeed something else!

What is it?

That female ghost in red?

Deep well?

"The attack was wrong, interesting!"

Wu Hao shrugged his shoulders.

Some of them don't matter. No matter how riots the real dream core, they cannot break free from his constraints. Above the level, they are crushing.

At the beginning, this luoli ghost was a little weak, and it seemed that it was not the core.

Attacking the wrong monster may lead to a real dream core riot. Especially, it seems that this luoli monster seems to be very connected with the dream core.

The riot's dream core is likely to extract the energy of the entire dream, allowing the real core monster to break through.

However, it is no longer possible now, it has become a reality!

In just a few seconds, the surrounding environment underwent earth-shaking changes. The surrounding houses and even the land turned into countless moths, which condensed into a stream of gray air, all gathered at a point.

On the blood-colored doll in Wu Hao's hand.

This is the true core of dreams.

A powerful pressure slowly rose from it. Vicious, dark, distorted, and indifferent.

This evil pressure seems to be the essence!

He could feel that the more mysterious dream core monster was about to be born or upgraded.

I watched the strange blood-colored doll expand little by little, swallowing all the cloud energy. Finally, when its pressure seemed to be as real as it was, it reached a point where Wu Hao was slightly interested.

This level is almost at the peak of ordinary weirdness.

The real core has arrived

The gloomy yin energy echoes around.

There were bursts of ghosts and wolves howling.

The scenery around, visible to the naked eye, was like an ink painting, with a blood-colored doll as the center and spread out bit by bit.

The scene of the town once disappeared without a trace, and instead it is ~

A huge house slowly emerged.

It's also Gothic.

There is only one house with a desolate courtyard, surrounded by empty spaces, and it looks extremely desolate and dilapidated.

Wu Hao's interest was slowly raised.

It actually has a double-layer dream structure, one mile and one mile, and the outer layer is a dream, with a small luoli ghost.

The inner layer is also a dream!

In the middle of the house, a deep well stands.

There are two floors in the middle of the huge house, and the second floor is hollowed out. There is no roof on it, but only a huge platform.

Countless black stones piled up there, and from a distance, they looked like a grave.

"Another grave?"

"Why do you always deal with this thing?"

Wu Hao frowned and muttered.

He looked carefully and found that this was not a grave!

Instead, we use black stones to merge them together in black coffins!

Wu Hao felt something was wrong with this thing. A very awkward feeling surged into his heart.

His face gradually became solemn, and his original playful mentality gradually disappeared.

Standing still.

There is something wrong with this weird black coffin!

He felt an extreme evil, contained in the mysterious sarcophagus. His mental power could not be detected and entered, only a strong aura of evil and a sense of distortion continued to come.

Moreover, this black coffin is not like the things in this dream, and it is incompatible with the surrounding environment. It is like a sudden arrival here. Wu Hao can see the traces of the second-layer wooden board being crushed in Shenzhen.

What's going on?

At this moment

Boom~

The sarcophagus vibrated slightly and cracked a gap.

The gurgling blood gushed out of the sarcophagus and turned into a pool of red blood on the ground.

The blood rose little by little from the ground and finally condensed into a blood-colored doll.

The doll's eyes were still dripping with blood, staring at Wu Hao tightly. When she was looking at the doll that was originally grasping Wu Hao's hands, she had disappeared without a trace at any time.

You can see that a ray of black light circling around the blood-colored doll, like a bug, constantly going in and out of the doll's ears and noses.

Black light!

This wisp of power is the king of darkness!

Wu Hao's heart suddenly jumped. He didn't expect that the terrifying dark change that happened between them would actually penetrate into the dream ball.

Things seem to be out of control.

The atmosphere is becoming weird.

At this time, while Wu Hao was staring at the blood-colored doll and carefully observed, it opened its mouth full of dense fangs, cracking to an exaggeration.

It seemed to have an inexplicable smile. Drops of blood were still flowing along the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the black sarcophagus, making the sound of metal being corroded by acid.

Low and hoarse, Wu Hao said slowly as he had never heard words, and the words sounded slowly. With the evil, he reached a strong mental fluctuation.

"It's actually a king."

"I don't know what it tastes!"

"I really want to take you"

The blood-colored doll looked at Wu Hao, and his greedy gaze was almost unconcealed.

"Who are you?"

Wu Hao asked, staring at the blood-colored doll.

What's strange is that the doll in front of him was clearly talking, but Wu Hao seemed to feel that the voice was coming from behind him, and even from the depths of his soul.
To be continued...