Chapter 497 Ambush

The sorcerer quickly threw out a puppet half the size of a palm from his pocket.

The puppet landed and transformed, becoming as tall as a human, and became the Green Scarf Warrior.

"Carry me on your back!" The sorcerer was seriously injured and then cast a spell, which made things worse. At this time, he kept coughing, "Go, go!"

Fortunately, the puppet he summoned was effective, and it really carried him and ran out.

...

He Lingchuan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, scaring the soul-catching mirror beside his pillow.

"You finally woke up!" The mirror breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that He Lingchuan likes to sleep with this thing, but he is used to placing the mirror facing outward. If someone attacks at night, they will be seen by the mirror at the first time.

It can alarm and confuse the enemy.

He Lingchuan grabbed the mirror and stood up, putting on his boots while saying unhappily: "You are called the soul-catching mirror. If there is an invasion of dirty things, why don't you take it away?" Not to mention taking it away, it can't be stopped no matter how you try?

"What is it?" The mirror was confused. "I didn't see anything coming."

"I don't know. It has many faces all over its body, and it won't die even if its head is chopped off. I was doing a task in the city of the dead, and it suddenly emerged from the water and wanted to kill me." He Lingchuan affirmed, "It must have come from outside."

"Hiss... According to you, is it a nightmare?" The knowledgeable mirror shook the light, "How could you provoke such a thing?"

"It came in twice, and you didn't notice it?"

"Nightmares should only appear in dreams, right?" The mirror called out to the sky, "Where can you let me see it? Unless it runs into the mirror automatically, I can't catch it."

He Lingchuan looked at it suspiciously.

Nightmares do not exist in reality. In theory, there is nothing wrong with what the mirror said.

But he always felt that something was wrong?

"Have you been hit?" The mirror was particularly concerned, "It seems that you don't have any new problems."

"No." At this point, he suddenly remembered that the big square pot did not stop the monster.

Very strange.

But thinking back to the way the Red Giant Shadow and Gu Luoshu dealt with the monster, he vaguely guessed a reason.

Let it in so that we can close the door and beat the dog?

Anyway, the monster failed to escape, and was eventually divided up by Gu Luoshu and the Red Giant Shadow, leaving a head as a souvenir for He Lingchuan.

The mirror asked again: "What happened to those two things?"

He Lingchuan was able to wake up, which means that the other party was unlucky.

To be honest, although it did not see the nightmare coming, it could feel it.

But the mirror did not dare to say anything.

This thing specializes in destroying other people's dreams, and its soul is very similar to dreams, and it is currently in a state of collapse and unrepaired. If the nightmare gets in and destroys it, it will really be over.

So when the nightmare passes by, it has to pretend to be an ordinary mirror.

"It was eaten by the City of the Dead." He Lingchuan climbed out of the window and ran westward, "What kind of monster is Nightmare?"

Being eaten... The Soul-catching Mirror, which was gloating over its misfortune, shuddered. It seems that its luck was pretty good at the beginning?

"You don't know?" It was surprised at first, and then speechless, "You don't even know its origin, but you can still kill it! Alas, the City of the Dead is so good to you."

"Stop talking nonsense." After the broken mirror closed for a short time, it seemed to be more talkative, but He Lingchuan could ignore it automatically.

"Do you know Nightmare?" The mirror was still a knowledgeable mirror, "It's also called Night Wandering God."

He Lingchuan remembered the shock and resentment of the monster's head, "You are obviously sleeping, why are you not in the dreamland", it obviously thought it had entered He Lingchuan's dream.

"This kind of thing appeared a long time ago, and its origin is unknown. There is a saying that they are also transformed from part of a person's soul, but they feed on the spirit of ordinary people; if the victim dies in a dream, he will also die in reality. Later, some sorcerers found a way to communicate with it, because there is no trace of killing in a dream, the deceased will never wake up, there are no scars on the body, and the cause of death cannot be found."

Never wake up? He Lingchuan's heart moved, it seems that he has seen it somewhere before?

"Don't just hear about it, is there anything more definite?"

Ha, the requirements are quite high. "Yes, it happens that what I do is similar to nightmares, so I know that it has two ways of committing crimes: either pull you into its world, or it breaks into your dream and turns it into a nightmare."

This thing can also change the dream of its prey? He Lingchuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the nightmare was so surprised when it couldn't change the environment in the cave.

Panlong City is not even He Lingchuan's home ground, how could it be transformed at will?

"Is Nightmare's ability to transform nightmares very strong?"

"Of course!" said the mirror, "Although it is your dream, Nightmare can turn it into its home. Only by letting you have nightmares continuously can you lose your energy and weaken your soul in endless fear, and finally be swallowed by it."

It seems that Nightmare has never been able to use its strongest means since it broke into Panlong City.

He Lingchuan thought of the huge nightmare that appeared under the water.

He Lingchuan and Gu Luoshu killed its clone, and the original body came to take revenge in person.

Even if it was not its home ground, it did not have time to change the surrounding environment. He Lingchuan knew that he was not its opponent at the first sight.

The pressure brought to him by that ghost thing was very strong.

But the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Before this beast could show its power, it was taken away by a wave of red giant shadows that arrived later.

He Lingchuan ran very fast, crossing three hundred feet while talking to the mirror, and then arrived at the destination:

Tongfu Inn.

A person like him who came here to seek revenge would not go through the main door, but would split the wooden window with a palm wind and throw a fragrant ball in first.

This thing is colorless and invisible, but it stinks to high heaven, and creatures with noses can hardly stand it.

The sorcerer is also a human being, and cannot escape physiological reactions.

Sure enough, a roar was heard in the house, and two shadows came out through the window, and the other party was angry.

Uh, two?

He Lingchuan saw a man rushing out of the window first, aiming at him and slashing three axes.

The speed was so fast that he just blinked his eyes, and the other party came close to him, and the axe with white light slashed his neck horizontally.

So fast!

He Lingchuan stretched out his knife to block.

"Dangdang" three consecutive times, fighting fast with fast.

The opponent's three crazy axes were like a storm, and the aura locked He Lingchuan all around. He could not retreat or avoid, so he had to take it hard.

The axe blade brought out less than one foot, and it condensed into substance.

It's not that he didn't have the strength to expand, but this scale was the most fierce, no different from the axe blade itself.

Thanks to He Lingchuan's experience of fighting bravely on the plateau, his body leaned back and his neck shrank.

The axe wind almost passed by his Adam's apple, and it was only half an inch away from hitting the vitals!

He hadn't met such a fierce opponent for a long time.

The second axe went to the heart, and the third axe went to the top of the head.

The opponent's violent airflow swept over, making He Lingchuan feel that he was not facing a living person, but an avalanche coming in front of him, which was the shells just fired by the cannons on Panlong City!

Those who were slightly less skilled would probably be suppressed and surrendered directly when facing such a strong sense of oppression.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan's swordsmanship was originally practiced in the stormy waves, and his understanding of Qi was deeper than that of ordinary people.

What's more, he had seen more powerful and fierce attacks.

The true power of the two dantians flowed wildly, allowing him to withstand the three axes that opened the door.

At this time, he also found that the opponent's axe wind also brought out tiny ice crystals, like snow and powder, which looked inconspicuous at first glance, but when attached to his body, it was cold and his body immediately became stiff...

These ice crystals have a delaying effect. If he got a few more pieces, he would probably shiver with cold.

After receiving three axes, He Lingchuan used up 20% of his true power, his arms were sore, and there was a crack on the left hand.

The opponent seemed a little surprised and exclaimed.

After taking three whirlwind axes, this kid could still stand, and the weapon in his hand was still intact?

At this time, the second black shadow also came.

It wanted to come out of the wooden window, but its body was too huge. With a "bang", it squeezed the wooden window and even broke a big hole in the wall, and then ran towards He Lingchuan.

Although it was unparalleled in momentum, its speed was not as fast as its companions. He Lingchuan could see its appearance at a glance.

This was a giant bear.

When the four limbs landed on the ground, the shoulder height was almost six feet, taller than an ordinary man. From the front, it is round like a battering ram.

When it runs, the whole building is shaking.

What if this thing stands up?

He Lingchuan feels that it is difficult to fight the man in front of him, and what if he adds a giant bear to his opponent?

Of course, the opponent also feels his dilemma, and the axe light rises again.

The giant bear also pounces on it, and is about to attack from both sides.

It likes to bully its opponents like this. Several times, it joined forces with its companions to beat the enemy into a meat pie.

It is so refreshing.

At this time, He Lingchuan fell down with a whoosh.

They were fighting on the roof. The construction quality of Tongfu Inn is quite good, otherwise how could the roof withstand the rush of a violent bear?

In fact, the battle between He Lingchuan and his opponent caused the heaviest burden to it.

He Lingchuan only needs to raise his leg and kick, and the roof will collapse, and the wood and tiles will fall to the first floor.

The man and the bear also fell down.

He Lingchuan stretched out his hand in mid-air, and the sleeve arrow "swooshed" and nailed to the wooden beam on the opposite side.

He used the force to pull and escaped from the opponent's axe. After a few more rises and falls, he easily climbed onto the beam.

In a blink of an eye, the man and the bear fell to the ground.

The heavy objects that fell naturally could not do anything to them. He Lingchuan saw the wooden beam fall, and the man did not dodge, but directly carried it with his shoulders.

With a bang, the wooden beam broke into two pieces. The man brushed his shoulders and shook off the wood chips.

What a strong body, what a powerful true power.

"Who are you?" He Lingchuan looked at the two opponents, "Why did you curse me?"

This man was taller than him, with big shoulders and a big waist, a cruel face, and an eye patch on his right eye.

At first glance, he was a ruthless character, and He Lingchuan would not mistake the fierce murderous aura on him.

How many people did he kill to cultivate the power of the devil?

But can such a person be good at spells? He doubted it.

The man raised his axe and patted his chest: "Tongxinwei, Fan Sheng."

The giant bear also spoke: "Tongxinwei, Fan Bao."

Different species, same surname? He Lingchuan tilted his head: "Are you two brothers?"