"Quick, quick! Search every place, you bunch of rice buckets!"

A mortal general riding on a horse yelled at the soldiers around him.

This unit, which had not been trained much, also acted quickly.

Carpet search door to door, every corner of Doll Street.

If it wasn't for their still eyesight, it would be really hard to see that these guys were sleepwalking.

"Currently, can only control three thousand low-level units. Some are too few."

On the roof of the tallest wooden building in Doll Street, the wisteria monster transformed into an adult was standing there quietly, looking down at the whole area.

In his mind, a large spider in the shape of colorful bubbles is entrenched in a large net woven from dream silk threads.

In the middle of the big net, there was a large colorful cocoon firmly tied, and the soul of the main master of the wisteria demon was bound in it, dreaming of his spring and autumn dream.

And this great web of dreams has eight main lines extending outward, and each main line is connected to another cobweb, which has been expanding outward.

And each of these spider webs that extend out is bound with a prey.

The cobwebs that extend out are large or small, far more than three thousand.

Among them, there are a large number of descendants of the wisteria demon, and there are also a large number of mortal residents of the city of death.

Jiang Li walked all the way, pulling all the mortals who died in vain in a large area into a dream.

Anyway, the dead don't need to eat, wouldn't it be a better choice to let them get out of the quagmire of war and enjoy the dream of eternal peace.

Just enough to provide him with a little more dream energy.

On this dream cobweb with tens of thousands moving, there is also a smaller colored spider crawling around on the cobweb.

They are diligently collecting the power of dreams, and will adjust some unstable dreams at any time.

They are also the limit of the number of sleepwalking puppets that Jiang Li can control.

It's a pity that so far, there are only 3,000 of these little spiders in total.

This dream ability of his is based on the combination of dream talent and the Guanyin Heart Sutra.

It seems to be influenced by the Guanyin Heart Sutra, which is particularly related to the number of three thousand.

In the beginning, Jiang Li only had one dream spider. That is, the biggest dream clone.

Before Jiang Li personally took action, he used the power of the dream to control the wisteria monster Shipan and his entire tribe.

By feeding on their dream power, the dream avatar has been constantly splitting the daughters.

A dream clone can have an additional 3,000 daughters to control weaker souls.

Now the three thousand daughters are full, and they are trying to accumulate energy, but so far, it is not enough to separate the second dream clone.

The sleepwalking puppets that can be controlled are temporarily limited.

Jiang Li entered the inner city and went to look for the ancestors of Dazhongshan.

I sent out the dream avatar that controlled the wisteria demon, and looked for the grandma Mingshan.

While that person is weak, maybe you can find something useful in her.

For example, the yellow spring water she has accumulated over the years, or the clue of the ancient nine secluded wood roots.

Three thousand sleepwalking puppets is not a lot. Although this Doll Street is called a street, it is also quite a small area.

The streets kept running down for a while, and it took a lot of time to finally have a child and found a suspicious target.

The wisteria demon turned into a purple light and rushed to the scene, and three thousand mortal soldiers also surrounded them from all directions, holding weapons that were really useless, and approached little by little.

Surrounded by them was a well that was constantly wailing and crying.

In other parts of Doll Street, there are children crawling everywhere, and the crowd is so dense that there is almost no place to settle.

Only near this well, there is not a single child. There must be something terrifying in it.

A few mortal soldiers cautiously stepped forward to investigate, but just stuck their heads out. Before they could see what was in the well, hundreds of black silk threads emerged from the well, pierced their bodies, and pulled them all in. in the well.

Then, a pale flame burst out from the well, and the soldiers who were pulled into the well immediately turned into white light and were recovered by the City of Death.

And Jiang Li's several dream children didn't have time to escape from them, and they were completely burned by the white flame.

In the distance, Jiang Li, who was walking in the inner city of Death City, suddenly stopped.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Doll Street with a very bad expression.

"It's the cold flame of the white ghost lamp!?"

Just a little bit of feeling, he knew that the white flame that emerged from the dry well was the same ray that he had been taken away by Grandma Ming Shan before.

How did it get burned there?

The seal was accidentally broken, or so. . . Someone does it on purpose?

"Shi Pan! It's your heart! You know you're here to find grandma! The other guys have already run away when grandma isn't here."

"Wait for grandma to go back, and then take care of them slowly."

A cold voice, accompanied by a figure, slowly rose up from the ancient well.

"Shi Pan, you shouldn't have come to kill grandma, right?"

The man who came up from the well, who claimed to be my grandmother, had a red spot on his face that was much smaller than it was not long ago.

The pale white ghost lamp had a cold flame, which did not burn anywhere else, but only burned around the red spot on his face. Some things were burned by the cold flames, and the erythema was shrinking little by little.

This person knew about them, and there was still that mark on his face, but the Wisteria Demon looked at the person in front of him, but couldn't recognize it immediately.

Whether it is voice, body shape, or appearance, this person is completely different from the grandma Mingshan in the impression.

Because the one who rose from the well was actually a man!

Could it be that Grandma Mingshan was actually a women's clothing boss?

Wait, it's that red spot!

Jiang Li suddenly remembered that at the Full Moon Banquet, after grandma Mingshan was attacked, there seemed to be a bit of masculine features on her face, and she immediately thought of the key.

The erythema on the other's face was by no means simply ugly, but something more important, the key to affecting the "grandmother"'s sanity.

Every time the erythema gets bigger, his obsession becomes deeper, his reason becomes less clear, and his appearance tends to be more feminine.

And the smaller the erythema, the more masculine he will appear today.

He is using the cold flame of the ghost lamp to remove the erythema on his face!

Don't let him get away easily!

Jiang Li's body made a remote pinch, and immediately controlled the ghost lamp to extinguish coldly.

At the same time, the wisteria demon controlled by the dream clone immediately collapsed into a scattered wisteria and fled farther away.

Mingshan's "grandmother" found that the white flame on her face began to quickly become smaller and was about to go out, and it was too late to take care of the wisteria demon who was about to escape.

Immediately mobilized the nine ghost qi and poured it into the flame, trying to prevent the cold flame of the ghost lamp from extinguishing.

But the best fuel for the cold flame of this ghost lamp has lost its effect this time.

It only slowed down a little, and the pale flame still firmly disappeared.

As soon as the flame disappeared, the erythema covering the face immediately began to expand again.

After the failure, an expression of extreme anger and resentment appeared on the face of the male Mingshan grandma.

He was dazed for a while at first, managed to temporarily suppress the erythema, kept his awake, and immediately disappeared from the spot.

The next moment in Doll Street, hundreds of houses collapsed at the same time.

In the center of the collapse, the dry palm of Mingshan's "grandma" pressed the fleeing wisteria demon body to the ground.

"My most heartfelt wisteria demon, why does she run away when she sees my grandma?"

The withered vine that was tightly grasped by the palm of his hand, twisted and struggled with all his strength, but it didn't work at all.

The difference in strength between the two is really too big, so he can only calm down. He didn't summon the descendants of the vines scattered around, but the withered vine twisted back into a human shape.

"Are you really Ming Shan's grandma?"

"My subordinates failed to recognize my grandma in time, please ask grandma to make amends!"

Being choked by such a powerful ghost, Jiang Li's soul didn't dare to immerse himself in it, so he could only roughly control it from a distance, and let his dream clone respond accordingly.

Now, in this situation, he can only resign.

After all, the gender has changed, and it is understandable to say that I did not recognize it.

But this grandma Mingshan, who had changed her gender, still had a dangerous light in her eyes.

"Hmph, the most heartfelt wisteria demon, can you tell grandma why the white flame went out as soon as you appeared!"

"It's your hands and feet!"

"At the full moon banquet, it was you who attacked grandma!"

Jiang Li's face became more gloomy.

Just now, in order to prevent Grandma Mingshan from clearing the erythema, she was too anxious to take action.

The other party is not a fool. After a little contact with the things at the Full Moon Banquet, he can naturally figure it out.

Fortunately, this time Jiang Li just let the dream clone control the wisteria demon to search for it.

If his body is also in the vine, his life will be in danger at this moment.

Grabbed by the ghost hand, a cold breath penetrated into the withered vines, causing the wisteria monster Shipan's dream to fluctuate violently, as if to break free and wake up at any time.

Even when he crossed the Yinshan Mountain from life to death, this guy had no intention of waking up, which shows how much pain Shi Pan endured this time.

"Tell grandma, what's the name of that flame?"

"Give me that flame, and grandma will spare you! Not only that, but grandma can help you become a real demon king!"

Coercion and temptation, the strength of Grandma Mingshan's hand is still increasing, and she is about to cut off the dead vine directly.

Jiang Li was already about to control the dream clone and escape to other vines.

But at this moment, the ground below the Doll Street suddenly trembled, and a terrifying force suddenly appeared below the ground.

A black palm burst out of the ground in an instant, grabbed Grandma Ming Shan and the wisteria monster Shipan, and pulled them down.

Come with us!

I am so lonely! So cold!

Be with me!

Let me taste your meat! Just try one piece!

Come down and come with us!

Countless faces appeared on that black hand, frantically biting and dragging Grandma Ming Shan and the Wisteria Demon, pulling them down towards the ground.

Such a big movement can already be observed from far away places.

Jiang Li tapped his toes and leaped to the roof of a nearby wooden building. The surroundings were also full of other monks watching the fun.

"It's that power!"

Jiang Li recognized it at a glance. It was the powerful energy he had encountered in the underground of the city when he tried to escape before.

Fortunately, he didn't rush in rashly before, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hmph, there is a new guy who dares to do something in the city, I really don't know what to do!"

"You're still restless when you're dead, you deserve it, and you have to suffer more!"

Beside Jiang Li, a few monks watching the opera looked at the huge black hand protruding from a distance, and said something disdainfully.

Such things are not surprising to them.

It turned out that although he was doing it in the City of Death, no one was in charge.

But if the shot is too heavy and destroys the buildings and terrain in the city, it will immediately be hit by this kind of thunder.

Even if the strength is Earth Immortal, it is hard to say whether it can save one's life. And it seems that the price of this death will be even heavier.

Everyone is dead, and no one can really kill anyone.

If the environment is destroyed, there will be severe punishment, so it is no wonder that this place looks so harmonious on the surface.

Combined with the previous investigation with good listening ears, he also had a little guess about the source of that enormous power.

The people who live in the city of the dead are all the dead who have not yet reached the end of their lives.

In ancient times, those who died in vain would continue to set foot on Huangquan Road after spending their lifespan here, go through the yin division trial, and enter the six realms of reincarnation.

But now, the entire underworld has been fragmented. Where should those souls who have spent their lives go?

It is very likely that it sank into the ground, entrenched under the city forever, and became one of those things.

Since the aura recovered, it has been accumulating until now. The number of dead souls accumulated under the City of Death is simply unimaginable.

Over there, the black palm exploded.

The "grandma" of Mingshan, who is above the demon king, is not so easy to catch.

But just for the moment of being caught, "he" also paid a big price.

Dozens of black souls, like eels, bit one hole after another in the body of Mingshan's "grandmother", twisting their bodies, and they were halfway in.

You must know that the original bodies of these souls are not all ordinary mortals~www.NovelMTL.com~ There are also quite a few gods and even earth immortals, or even stronger beings.

They are fully capable of breaking through the defense of Grandma Mingshan.

Grandma hurriedly reached out and grabbed it, but these things broke as soon as they were pulled. The half that remained in the body immediately drilled deeper, biting and swimming away.

Getting into the body by these things, even the "grandma" of Mingshan will be bad luck.

And the strength is weak, and after the increase of the ethnic group, it is only equivalent to the wisteria monster at the level of the gods, and there is no resistance to this.

The withered vines were filled with holes from top to bottom, and hundreds of bugs had bitten through their bodies and got in.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, one black bug after another fell on the spider web woven by dream silk threads, and the spider web was torn apart in a short period of time.

Some of the bugs rushed towards the dream avatar entrenched in the center of the spider web, while more bugs actually followed the connected spider silk and began to invade other dream spider webs.

If these worms eat his dream clone, it is even possible to follow the spider silk to find Jiang Li's original dream.

Jiang Li now suddenly regrets his decision to bring Grandma Ming Shan to the City of Death. This uncontrollable guy is really a pig teammate!

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