Chapter: 2220
The monster in the coffin is about to come out?
Looking at the ugly ghost hand sticking out of the coffin, Zhang Yuanqing's heart was beating wildly in his chest, his ears were full of "bang bang", and an uncontrollable fear surged up, destroying his calmness.
Under the influence of this fear, his body trembled slightly, his hands and feet spasmed.
Me, my fear has been magnified Zhang Yuanqing has rich experience after all, and immediately sensed that the secret dream master was doing bad things.
Amplifying emotions and devouring reason is the unique skill of illusionists.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his fear.
However, instead of calming down, the inner fear intensified, almost destroying reason.
This is not an ordinary illusionist, but a level 6 dream master.
Detonating the emotions of a level 4 saint is only a matter of a moment for a level 6 dream master.
The reason why Zhang Yuanqing didn't collapse in an instant was because Ye Youshen's soul was strong and possessed the ability in the field of illusion; on the other hand, he had been practicing the Pure Yang Body Wash for a while, and he was extremely resistant to negative effects.
"The way to get out of the dream is very simple, just wake it up." Zhang Yuanqing murmured to himself, refreshed, and threw himself at Chen Xuedao on the other side of the bonfire, saying loudly:
"Father, wake up, wake up!"
Zhang Yuanqing crossed the bonfire and reached out to push Chen Xuedao's shoulder, however, his hand penetrated the mountain god.
He froze.
It wasn't that everyone was dragged into a dream, but he was dragged into a dream!
When did you enter the dreamland, when the door closed? Or earlier, when the door of Yizhuang was blown open?
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuanqing's back.
At this moment, the coffin lid was lifted off by a huge force, and fell to the ground with a "bang".
A distorted and terrifying figure stood up straight from the coffin. It had a human appearance, but four heads grew on its shoulders. Each head was highly rotten and its face was swollen.
On the ugly face, there are white pupils.
There was a repeated "click", and the four heads turned 180 degrees at the same time, turning to Zhang Yuanqing's side, and the four pairs of horrible white pupils stared at him miserably.
With the faint light of the fire, Zhang Yuanqing saw their appearance clearly, they were the four bodyguards who had disappeared mysteriously in the past two days.
They should be the monsters conjured up by the Dreammaster with the help of my inner worries, not the real monsters in the coffin.
As soon as the thought came to him, he saw the monster soaring into the air, jumping straight out of the coffin, like a car speeding at high speed, rushing towards him arrogantly.
Zhang Yuanqing retreated again and again. During the process, he kept trying night travel and star escape, but they all failed.
The inventory bar can't be opened either.
He had encountered this situation once before, that was when Deacon Pang used props to assassinate him.
The murderous woman in white in the dream was almost invincible. In retrospect, Zhang Yuanqing still has psychological shadows, but at that time Master Wuhen helped him, but now he is in the dungeon, no one can help him anymore.
While his thoughts were flying, Zhang Yuanqing stopped his retreat, drew out his steel knife, and slashed at the oncoming monster.
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Looking at the ugly ghost hand sticking out of the coffin, Zhang Yuanqing's heart was beating wildly in his chest, his ears were full of "bang bang", and an uncontrollable fear surged up, destroying his calmness.
Under the influence of this fear, his body trembled slightly, his hands and feet spasmed.
Me, my fear has been magnified Zhang Yuanqing has rich experience after all, and immediately sensed that the secret dream master was doing bad things.
Amplifying emotions and devouring reason is the unique skill of illusionists.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his fear.
However, instead of calming down, the inner fear intensified, almost destroying reason.
This is not an ordinary illusionist, but a level 6 dream master.
Detonating the emotions of a level 4 saint is only a matter of a moment for a level 6 dream master.
The reason why Zhang Yuanqing didn't collapse in an instant was because Ye Youshen's soul was strong and possessed the ability in the field of illusion; on the other hand, he had been practicing the Pure Yang Body Wash for a while, and he was extremely resistant to negative effects.
"The way to get out of the dream is very simple, just wake it up." Zhang Yuanqing murmured to himself, refreshed, and threw himself at Chen Xuedao on the other side of the bonfire, saying loudly:
"Father, wake up, wake up!"
Zhang Yuanqing crossed the bonfire and reached out to push Chen Xuedao's shoulder, however, his hand penetrated the mountain god.
He froze.
It wasn't that everyone was dragged into a dream, but he was dragged into a dream!
When did you enter the dreamland, when the door closed? Or earlier, when the door of Yizhuang was blown open?
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuanqing's back.
At this moment, the coffin lid was lifted off by a huge force, and fell to the ground with a "bang".
A distorted and terrifying figure stood up straight from the coffin. It had a human appearance, but four heads grew on its shoulders. Each head was highly rotten and its face was swollen.
On the ugly face, there are white pupils.
There was a repeated "click", and the four heads turned 180 degrees at the same time, turning to Zhang Yuanqing's side, and the four pairs of horrible white pupils stared at him miserably.
With the faint light of the fire, Zhang Yuanqing saw their appearance clearly, they were the four bodyguards who had disappeared mysteriously in the past two days.
They should be the monsters conjured up by the Dreammaster with the help of my inner worries, not the real monsters in the coffin.
As soon as the thought came to him, he saw the monster soaring into the air, jumping straight out of the coffin, like a car speeding at high speed, rushing towards him arrogantly.
Zhang Yuanqing retreated again and again. During the process, he kept trying night travel and star escape, but they all failed.
The inventory bar can't be opened either.
He had encountered this situation once before, that was when Deacon Pang used props to assassinate him.
The murderous woman in white in the dream was almost invincible. In retrospect, Zhang Yuanqing still has psychological shadows, but at that time Master Wuhen helped him, but now he is in the dungeon, no one can help him anymore.
While his thoughts were flying, Zhang Yuanqing stopped his retreat, drew out his steel knife, and slashed at the oncoming monster.
"when!" JrNovels.com
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