Become a god from looting the rich

"I need your special ability."

Zhang Hang also didn't circumvent the dream master, this special ability to create dreams can do many things if he is in his own hands.

"No, the Dream Master has the ancestral precepts and can only be free from the mundane. If it weren't for owing a favor to the merchant, I wouldn't risk it."

Li Meng's face was blocked by the scarf, and Zhang Hang didn't know what this guy was thinking. After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Hang looked up at the dream master and asked, "Do you know Dream Code?"

Li Meng's body shook. Although he tried to suppress the tremor in his voice, he still couldn't conceal the stormy waves in his heart: "You know Mengdian?"

"If you are willing to help me with things, I can provide you with Dream Code. You don't need to ask me where the Dream Code came from. You just need to know that I won't lie to you."

Zhang Hang is betting that Li Meng does not have a Dream Code. The system recruits rewards that are often lacking in special talents. On the one hand, rewards are improving his own trump card and also training special talents. The Dream Code must be something Li Meng has Great effect.

"I need time to think about it, and I will go to Yunjiang City to find you when I think about it."

Li Meng's heart moved, and Zhang Hang was not too late. This time he went back mainly to deal with the problem of ghost gates. In the face of those ghosts, Li Meng's ability did not help much.

The car stopped on the side of the road. When Li Meng disappeared, Xiao Yirong looked at Zhang Hang curiously and asked, "This person is familiar to you?"

Zhang Hang shook his head: "We had never seen each other before he assassinated me just now."

Xiao Yirong was taken aback for a moment, curled his lips and shook his head and said, "I can't understand you."

To recruit someone who had just assassinated himself, Zhang Hang's heart was too great. It seemed that he still wanted to play a seven-shot game?

Li Meng sat at Shang Rong's table, his voice calmly said: "Failed, he saw through my dream."

Shang Rong stared at Li Meng with wide eyes. This was the first time he heard that someone could break Li Meng’s dream. If he hadn’t inadvertently given Li Meng a meal, he wouldn’t have allowed Li Meng to help him. This time it's against Zhang Hang.

"This time I'm bothering Mr. Li. I have asked the people below to prepare the room and dinner for you. Although the matter has not been completed, you still have to pay the compensation you should pay for it."

Speaking, Shang Rong took out a cheque with seven zeros and handed it to Li Meng.

"We still have the opportunity to cooperate in the future. I hope Mr. Li will not refuse."

Although Li Meng failed this time, his abilities can be said to be quite terrifying. In the future, the merchants will definitely find someone.

Li Meng glanced at the check, turned around without raising his head, but left a faint sentence: "I owe you has been paid off, so you don't need to find me again. The Dream Master will not interfere in worldly matters."

Shang Rong stood there staring for a long time, his smile narrowed, revealing a cold killing intent.

"Li Meng will do it after he leaves the business."

In the dark corner, the merchant's mouse has already begun to move.

"There is no need to exist in the world that can't be used by me, and even cause trouble to me in the future."

Zhang Hang put the dragon ball away, and left the palace along the corridor without turning his head. Seeing that the golden dragon looked like he was going to destroy the mausoleum directly, it is estimated that the palace would collapse under the chain reaction, and even the entire Qin Huang Mausoleum would collapse. He doesn't want to explain here.

Along the way, the special effects of the Breeze Talisman were full, and the flame talisman was attached to his arms. Only a flame of fire could be seen in the promenade, breaking the corpse on the road.

The golden dragon looked at Emperor Ying’s body silent for a long time, a dragon chant, the remaining golden dragon energy suddenly gathered, the wailing dragon chants in the entire Qin Huang Mausoleum echoed, seeming to have sensed the intention of the golden dragon, and the green corpse energy within the tomb swept away Only to prevent Golden Dragon from self-destruction.

In just ten minutes, Zhang Hang rushed out of the palace, ignoring his weak legs, his eyes bloomed with blue light, the air flow inside the entire imperial tomb was abnormally turbulent, and there was no way to tell the way out.

The dragon ball that had been in Zhang Hang's pocket actually permeated a trace of the remaining dragon energy to guide Zhang Hang, a flash of fire flashed, and Zhang Hang had disappeared in place.

In the mausoleum, the golden dragon is no longer languishing, the golden light is transparent, the majesty is exposed, the dragon's whiskers are fluttering, and the light blooming in the eyes directly disperses all the surrounding corpses.

A large amount of corpse qi gathered into a green dragon, and the two dragons stood in the air, splitting on both sides of Yingdi's body.

"Damn the golden dragon of national luck, should have swallowed you back then!"

Jinlong sneered coldly: "You have no chance, I will take this sinful imperial tomb and disappear forever in the long river of time!"

"You can't do this!"

The green dragon roared, waving the dragon's claws and grabbing towards the golden dragon.

The two dragons collided, and the spreading surviving power directly destroyed the surrounding living corpses that were still killing each other. Only the body of Emperor Ying still sat firmly on the dragon chair.

Feeling the fluctuation of the two dragons' collision, Zhang Hang gritted his teeth, and took out a metal ball filled with black liquid in the backpack he carried for a long time.

"Golden Dragon, I took your things to help you realize your wish. We owe you nothing!"

Zhang Hang violently tossed in the direction of the palace, the metal ball shell opened in mid-air, the red timer lit up, and Zhang Hang was nowhere to be seen.

In the mausoleum, Emperor Ying suddenly opened his eyes and let out a cold snort, the original majestic Golden Dragon shrank suddenly.

"The one who betrayed me did not end well, and so did you!"

The Emperor Ying stared at the Golden Dragon and shouted angrily. A large amount of dragon energy was drawn from the body of the Golden Dragon and absorbed by the Emperor Ying. The Golden Dragon of National Destiny completely dissipated without even the chance to resist.

The Emperor Ying had a gloomy face. This time Zhang Hangyin directly destroyed most of his emotional world. If he wants to recover perfectly, he needs a large number of living sacrifices to absorb their emotional world. This process will be at least another thousand years. time.

"Get me back that damn untouchable!"

The Emperor Ying roared, and the green dragon instantly dispersed and turned into boundless corpse energy gushing out of the tomb.

At this moment, Zhang Hang was standing by the gate to the Qin Palace, watching the large corpse Qi cloud surging out behind him, his eyelids jumped wildly. He didn't expect the Golden Dragon to disappear so quickly.

"It's a pity that one emperor is one eternal."

Zhang Hang sighed and pushed hard with both hands, the veins burst, and the door was slowly pushed open to reveal a gap for one person to come and go.

In a corner outside the palace, the red timer returned to zero, and a large amount of black liquid poured out in an instant, and everything became nothingness under the black liquid. This thing is the space waste extracted by Yu Zheng and they have the ability to swallow everything. The characteristics of things, the space waste contained in such a small metal ball is enough to swallow most of the city, and it is not a grievance to use this to funeral the Emperor Ying.