"Ha ha……"

The ancestor Shenmeng sensed the stronger soul and couldn't help but smile at the sky.

It looks crazy, and it is described in words.

At this moment, he reached the state of bliss in life.

A sense of comfort flows throughout the body.

However.

He smiled, but stopped.

I saw that Su Ziyang, who was devouring his soul, was staring at him with wide eyes.

"It's a ghost?"

The ancestor Shenmeng shook his head and opened his eyes wide again, but found that Su Ziyang not only did not close his eyes, but even a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That sinister laughter makes people creepy.

"No more play, the game is over!"

But he saw Su Ziyang slapped his two fingers lightly.

"Bang!"

A sound rang out.

The surrounding scenery was like a lens, shattering inch by inch.

Finally, with a "bang", it burst and disappeared completely.

What is presented to the ancestor Shenmeng is in front of the fantasy dream tower of Shenmeng City.

Below.

The onlookers were staring blankly at the sky.

The look of astonishment filled everyone's face.

The soul that the ancestor Shenmeng had just swallowed disappeared completely like time flowing back.

On the contrary, even his soul is rapidly weakening.

This feeling is like being backfired.

"No...this is impossible!"

The ancestor Shenmeng kept shook his head, unwilling to believe that all this was true.

"hehe……"

But Su Ziyang and Xingling were holding hands and walking step by step.

In Su Ziyang's hand, he was holding a ninth-grade dream stone.

The two of them looked at the ancestor Shenmeng with a faint expression.

That look like a god looking down at the people without any emotion.

"You...you have nothing to do with it? This is absolutely impossible. This is an illusion, this is fake!"

The ancestor Shenmeng kept shook his head, closed his eyes, and covered his ears.

I don’t listen, watch, or think, but I can’t stop it.

The gradually empty soul power made him feel like he was about to fall to the ground and fall asleep immediately.

He opened his eyes, but saw that Su Ziyang and the others were still looking at him.

There was no concealment in that sneer and contempt.

"Brother Han Xing, this old man is so stupid. He was hit by the illusion and was retaliated by the illusion, but he didn't know at all!" Xingling looked at Su Ziyang with admiration on his face.

"That's right, these ninth-grade illusions are constantly constantly. He gained my soul in it, and he actually believed it." Su Ziyang said.

"Brother Hanxing, what's the name of this illusion? It's so amazing." Xingling said.

"The name is "The Extreme Journey brings sorrow. When he is extremely happy, he will be sad. Judging from his current appearance, it means that the Extreme Journey brings sorrow is effective!" Su Ziyang said with a smile.

These conversations were like a thunderclap, slamming over the head of the ancestor Shenmeng.

He stood there, muttering to himself, shaking his head constantly.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"How can your illusion control so many people, every expression and every person's movements, so real?"

"Even personality is different, it's absolutely impossible!"

"No matter how strong your soul is, how can you master the ninth-grade illusion to this level in just a few hours?"

The ancestor Shenmeng murmured to himself, his face becoming more and more desperate.

"Haha, old man, how can you understand my brother Han Xing's illusion!" Xing Ling said.

"you……"

The ancestor Shenmeng's chest was stuck and there was nothing to say.

Now, my soul power is empty and I cannot use the magical dream technique again.

The body is even more no match for the opponent. In front of these two people, there is death and no life.

"No, you must not die like this."

Thinking of this, the ancestor Shenmeng glanced at the heads of the family standing in the distance.

"Chu family, Long family..., you can stop them for me, otherwise, I will definitely let your clan be destroyed."

As soon as the aura of the ancestor Shenmeng was released, the threat was very obvious.

However, it's useless.

But he saw several heads of the family rushing away, standing in the distance in the high school, pointing at the ancestor Shenmeng, and shouting: "Wu Meng, you shameless old guy, you are about to die and want to take us on your back!"

"That's right, why did the city lord marry you? After marrying you, a few years later, he died suddenly. Did you swallow the city lord's soul and make you who you are now?"

"Wu Meng, if you live to such a state, you can die."

Such a sound was like silver needles, piercing hard on the chest of the ancestor Shenmeng.

"flutter……"

No matter how hard she is to control her, she will spit out a mouthful of blood.

He pointed at several heads of the family and his fingers trembled slightly, "You...you, so...you are so cruel. I remember you!"

"Bang..."

At this time, the Xingling came to her at some point, raised her slap, and cried over.

The ancestor Shenmeng flew backwards and crashed into the ground.

The ground exploded and dust flew.

pain.

Endless pain rushes throughout the body.

She gasped in pain and her body trembled.

Even when I touched a finger, it seemed that I was so painful that I was breathing.

"ah……"

A low and tragic cry kept ringing.

She struggled hard, as if she wanted to stand up.

However, if you use up all the methods, you can't stand up at all.

There is nothing else but endless pain.

"No...No, who will save me?"

The ancestor Shenmeng cried out in his heart and kept asking for help.

At this moment, he wished someone would stand up and save her.

However.

"Haha, the old monster Shenmeng is finally going to die, it's so satisfying!"

"That's great. This old monster has done everything he wants. She has obtained the treasure of the entire Divine Dream for so many years."

"This kind of old monster is so cheap that she dies like this. I think it should be cut into pieces to make people happy."

Such a sound kept ringing.

Say good things to her, no.

This scene is like a mouse crossing the street, everyone shouting and beating.
To be continued...