A terrifying erosion vision appeared in this person.

I saw his cells alienated bit by bit, and blood-colored spots appeared.

"Damn it!"

End the pain and observe your mutated flesh and blood cells.

Those blood-colored spots had grown substances like eyes. Some disgusting things like skeletons were crawling out of these eyes one or two centimeters.

I endured the horror in my heart, took out my sword and dug out all the mutated flesh and blood.

This suddenly turned his body into rags.

The pits are bumpy and covered with holes.

Before it was over, new blood spots were still forming around the flesh and blood, which was of no use at all.

The blood and energy of the warriors in their bodies are poured into every cell.

Puff~

A stream of black blood mixed with internal organs was spit out by him.

It was a full liter, and he didn't stop until the black blood spitting began to turn completely red.

His face was pale.

Everyone looked at the blood spitting out and found in horror that there were countless nauseating bugs swimming in the blood.

And more and more.

After a while, I saw that the blood had completely turned into bustling insects.

The blood spots on this unlucky guy's body could not be removed at all and were still expanding rapidly.

Even began to get involved in other people.

"No!"

"Great will, please come!"

The leader of the Three Palaces couldn't help but take out the clay sculptures of the old, middle and young men, and quickly prayed on the ground.

Next moment

The scene that Wu Hao originally saw was a sudden future.

Three clear lights broke through the sky and arrived.

Countless cool breaths enveloped everyone's bodies and blocked the invasion of the blood-colored wave.

The invasion begins to weaken.

The three clay sculptures grew bigger little by little, as if they had come alive, completely transformed into a real person.

"It's the power of the dreamland!"

"Damn, how could the power there appear here?"

“Is He Resurrected?”

"Quick, join forces to block!"

The Lord of the Three Dao Qingguang, namely the Dao Ancestor, the Demon Ancestor, and the Buddha appeared and felt the aura of power around him, he was shocked.

A trace of clear light appeared on each of them, gathering together and sweeping around.

Boom!

In the dark, it seems like some kind of shackle has been broken.

The heaven and earth change again under the influence of clear light.

Everyone's minds sank. When they woke up, they found that they had appeared in the second floor of the clock building again.

The huge black coffin was already completely opened at some point.

On the huge throne above, a young child, who seemed to be only about ten years old, sat on it.

A silver white light flowed on its body, and a huge silver-white clock floated and buzzed behind it.

His handsome appearance makes people like him.

This is a human child!

As soon as this thought arose in everyone's mind, they saw the young boy on the throne slightly open his mouth, and his mouth was dense and filled with hundreds of sharp teeth.

Everyone's hearts were twitching violently.

"The Great Son of God!"

Wang Si was the first to kneel on the ground.

The others were startled.

The child in front of me is the Son of God? It was this guy who introduced them into the strange world just now?

What is the world?

Only then did they remember the injured companion and hurriedly looked at it, but they saw that the latter had already rotted into a pile of rotten meat.

Countless insects reproduce.

The leader of the San Palace never dared to look at it anymore. He suppressed the trembling in his heart. The blood qi turned into fire, wrapping all the blood worms, the mutated flesh and blood, and the skeleton worms.

Burn all over!

This thing cannot be left behind. Who knows if it will be contagious?

This weirdness is not something he can contact at this stage!

Leave no samples and avoid future troubles.

"The power of the dreamland."

"Why do you call Nightmare World that's it?"

"And who is Him?"

"What do you know about there? Can you answer me?"

"Also, who are the three? They come uninvited, but they should be regarded as provocative!"

Wu Hao leaned on the throne, his eyes were bright and his silver clock was flowing, carrying terrifying pressure.

Of course he knew who the old, middle and young people were, but now he still needs to pretend not to know the reincarnated body.

Although the means of turning from clay sculpture to real people is powerful, it cannot attract Wu Hao's attention. His mind was attracted by the power of dreams mentioned by the three of them.

And the Him they spoke of!

This is the key among the keys.

When Wu Hao observed the Third Patriarch, they were also observing the children on the throne.

What kind of son of god is nonsense!

The young child in front of me, who seemed to be only ten years old, was the master of the silver clock power!

The power of that existence has completely tore through the barriers of this world and has completely arrived with this child as an opportunity.

Perhaps this body still cannot accommodate the power of that existence, but it cannot be underestimated. At least the real bodies of the three of them cannot be moved, and these clay sculptures are helpless.

Most importantly, they vaguely felt that the power of the silver clock was even more terrifying than what they had seen before, as if the existence coming from the depths of the void was stronger.

This disrupted their original plan.

Such a powerful existence has completely gained a foothold in this world, and it is not advisable to fool it at will.

Only open and honest cooperation can be done.

However, this existence seemed to be interested in the dreamland, which made them a little embarrassed. The matters there involved their core interests, and they must not disclose them in a slight way before they were sure of it.

what to do?

The three of them looked at each other in a vague way.

"Do you want to tell him?"

The young demon ancestor asked.

"No, the problem is too deep. Besides, we didn't even figure it out, what should we tell him?"

"The world rules are mutating deep in the ocean, and He is likely to be reviving. The dreamland land may also be a key area. Once others control it, it will be detrimental to us."

The middle-aged Buddha shook his head.

"No, you are all wrong. This existence calls it the Nightmare World, maybe he knows more than we do."

"We have studied that area for so long, but we have gained it. Perhaps we can choose to properly expose some information in exchange for more information."

The old man Daozu saw it more clearly.

The three of them exchanged a lot of information with their eyes, and then looked at Wu Hao.
To be continued...