Ye Zong was galloping at a rapid pace, and the momentum around his body was constantly condensing, like light compressed to the extreme, like a fiery laser that could cut through everything.

Sword intent, sword energy boiled over Ye Zong.

Facing the gray fog that shrouded the entire Jiangling City, Ye Zong couldn't find the entrance to it. As a last resort, he could only choose one way, and that was to cut through the gray fog!

It is true that Ye Zong may be able to find the entrance as a child who is watching, but it will take a long time.

He Yezong has time, but Jiangling City, which is shrouded in the gray fog dream, may not have enough time.

Ye Zong was afraid. When he found the entrance and entered this unprecedented mobile dream disaster, what he saw was the ground full of corpses, a dead city with no life.

In that case, Ye Zong would blame himself extremely.

Because, as the president of the Daxia Guodu Dream Master Association, he couldn't do anything outside of this dream disaster.

Perhaps separated by the gray fog, the people inside stretched out their hands towards him in despair, praying for rescue and hope of life.

Gong Chao was carrying a large sword like a coffin board, floating in the sky in the distance.

Feeling the increasingly strong sword intent between heaven and earth, Gong Chao took a deep breath.

With the gray fog in the dream disaster, Gong Chao didn't know whether Ye Zong could do it.

However, now the situation is, had to give it a try.

Gong Chao is also very aware of what Ye Zong is worried about, which is inevitable. Therefore, if you want to quickly enter the dream disaster, there is only one way and one way out, and that is to cut through the gray fog.

but,

Just when Ye Zong was about to cut out a sword.

That big bowl that looked like an upside down, the gray fog that enveloped the entire Jiangling City, actually began to shake continuously.

Afterwards, it collapsed little by little, like a drop of ink falling into the sea, being diluted.

vaguely in between.

The city within the gray fog seems to be beginning to show a hazy figure.

Ye Zong was stunned, the movements in his hand began to stop, and there was no sword under his command that was bound to be won.

He held his breath, frowning.

It seems a little unexpected for this situation.

The gray fog began to dissipate,

In this case, there is only one explanation.

dream disaster,

was raided.

Gong Chao was a little excited, floated beside him, glanced at Ye Zong, and then took a deep breath.

"Is it because of Du Fang?"

"I feel that it's most likely him, this kid... The cards are unfathomable."

Miyazawa said with a smile.

The two who were very nervous at first,

At this moment, suddenly there is no tension, especially Ye Zong, worried about the past, replaced by incomparable relaxation.

There were no words between the two.

They were all staring at the city that was gradually dissipating the gray fog and bathed in the dazzling sunshine.

The city did not turn into ruins,

The city is full of vitality.

this city,

not dead.

Ye Zong smiled.

...

...

Du Fang dispersed King A and touched his head. He felt that he had indeed forgotten something.

This seems to be quite important.

But for a while, Du Fang couldn't remember.

Until Su Jiu Ming said with grief: "Team Zhang... is it gone?"

Du Fang just remembered.

The details he ignored were Zhang Changlin!

Zhang Changlin was captured by the powerful existence in the gray fog vortex, but Du Fang did not find any trace of Zhang Changlin in the depths.

This is a little weird.

What about Mr. Zhang?

Du Fang became strange, the dream spirit spread, and began to perceive the surrounding.

Zhang Changlin must be in this dream disaster, but where will he go?

The strange master of this mobile dream disaster was the crazy woman who was killed by the master.

But what about Team Zhang?

Wasn't Team Zhang captured by this woman?

Du Fang frowned.

For a time, it seemed that things were not as simple as he thought.

At this moment, others also reacted.

"Old Zhang is gone?"

Tang Nai was stunned, and a trace of sadness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Du Fang is late, Lao Zhang... is there no bones left?

Although Lao Zhang has always been unreliable, but in Jiangling City, he is a very good comrade-in-arms of Dumeng Shi who deserves to be trusted and entrusted to the back.

The burly Shizuka's body began to become petite, and her eyes were full of grief.

"Team Zhang... Team Zhang died so miserably!"

Si Nan began to cry, and it was difficult for her to accept this fact.

Hot man, gone!

The joy of being attacked by the dream disaster seems to be darkened a lot.

Chen Xi, the little assistant Su Xiaoyu and the others were all full of grief.

All around, the gray fog continued to collapse.

Du Fang Mengling spread, looking for Zhang Changlin's clues,

However, soon, Du Fang sensed it.

ground far away...

There was a large mass of black mud that wriggled a bit.

If you don't sense it carefully, you really can't sense it, and Du Fang recognized the black mud at a glance.

Isn't that the mud of misery?

Will the mud of calamity squirm?

Could it be that the mud of adversity also gave birth to life?

This is mostly impossible, so there is an explanation,

Du Fang looked strange and had guesses in his heart.

"No way……"

If it's true, then it's...a lot.

Du Fang disappeared in place in an instant,

When he reappeared, he was already in front of that big pool of mud of misery.

Raise your hand and take control of the air.

The air around the mud of misery was captured by him.

Afterwards, this big beach of calamity mud floated up.

The air was pulled away, along with a little bit of black mud.

at last,

Showing the appearance of a person.

Dark as ink, covered in black mud...

Blue nose, swollen face, dying,

looks,

miserable.

"Team Zhang."

Du Fang opened his mouth.

Zhang Changlin opened his eyes with difficulty, Mo Hu's vision gradually became clearer, he met Du Fang's gaze and smiled with difficulty.

Is he still alive?

I, Zhang Changlin, just don't die, I just play!

far away,

Everyone's grief for Zhang Changlin suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Looking at Zhang Changlin who seemed to be beaten, everyone looked at each other for a while, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Changlin was taken away by the terrifying existence in the depths of the vortex and caught in the depths.

Everyone thought that Zhang Changlin would die.

Not even the corpse remains.

But who would have thought that he was actually hiding in a large mass of black mud...

Like an ostrich with its head buried in the dirt.

The main thing is...

Zhang Changlin is not dead!

Seems like you've only been beaten?

This is simply incredible.

In the end, is it Zhang Changlin's fate, or Zhang Changlin's bad luck?

After all, if you are lucky, it is impossible to be captured by the terrifying existence in the vortex of gray fog.

But if you have bad luck and your life is not big, in this case, how can a city-level dreamer... how to live?

Du Fang was also speechless.

He looked at Zhang Changlin who was completely dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

...

Zhang Changlin felt confused,

At first, when he was pulled into the depths of the vortex, his heart sank.

He never thought that the disaster would come so quickly, and he was not even prepared.

Could it be because this time he ate too much mud of calamity, so the outbreak of calamity was unstoppable?

Zhang Changlin's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

After falling to the bottom, it is to give up everything.

He began to frantically devour the mud of adversity in his hand. He could not eat it, but he forced himself to eat it.

The mud of doom almost filled his stomach,

Even under the constant devouring, Zhang Changlin felt that the mud of adversity filled his body.

That sense of fulfillment made Zhang Changlin feel that it would be good to die like this.

After all, it's a full-fledged ghost.

However,

As soon as he fell into the depths of the gray fog vortex, he was severely beaten.

It was a crazy woman who was shrouded in gray fog, half of her body and half of her body in gray fog.

"Spit out the mud of misery!"

The woman screamed.

Facing Zhang Changlin, it was one move after another.

Every attack was like a landslide.

How could Zhang Changlin stop it? It was like a tattered doll, constantly being beaten and attacked, and countless attacks like raindrops fell on him.

It feels as if the body is about to shatter and the flesh is about to turn into fly ash.

The woman wanted to knock out the mud of adversity that Zhang Changlin had swallowed.

But Zhang Changlin covered his mouth and vowed to die.

Every attack by a woman made Zhang Changlin's life worse than death, but he didn't really die after all.

Even Zhang Changlin felt that the energy of the mud of adversity was rapidly refining in his body.

Under the beating, Zhang Changlin felt as if his body had turned into an oven.

This made Zhang Changlin more and more convinced that only by protecting the mud of adversity in his body can he survive!

The mud of adversity made him immortal!

The woman fought for a long time, and finally, she noticed Du Fang coming in.

As a last resort, Zhang Changlin could only be sent flying with one ultimate move.

But,

This woman was unexpected.

Even if Zhang Changlin was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face, even if he suffered a fatal blow from her, he still didn't die!

...

Du Fang couldn't help sighing.

Zhang Changlin has found the right way.

Because, after a short period of time, Du Fang discovered that Zhang Changlin's cultivation had actually reached the peak of the city crossing!

You must know that Zhang Changlin was only the first time to enter the city level!

After swallowing so much mud of misfortune, plus being beaten and refining...

This quickly reached the peak of the city crossing.

This speed... is faster than his Du Fang breakthrough.

have to say,

Old Zhang, is a person with great luck.

Du Fang smiled as he looked at Zhang Changlin, who was on the verge of death.

But ~lightnovelpub.net~ soon, Du Fang's smile began to subside.

Because, the black mud that Du Fang used to control the air to throw away suddenly shot up again, giving Zhang Changlin a solid shot in the lake.

Turned into a clay sculpture.

And in the clay sculpture,

Zhang Changlin's mournful eyes after being beaten suddenly changed.

becomes pitch black,

Like a boundless storm.

Du Fang was stunned,

Staring at the black eyes in the clay sculpture, he frowned slightly and whispered softly.

"Lord of trouble?"

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