Monster Paradise

Lin Huang so aggressively provoked each other because this is the dream world of Dreamwood, his body is not here at all, just put in a consciousness to watch the war.

Hearing the provocative sound of Busby burning in anger, he did not expect a small habitat to make such a mockery of itself.

“Lin Evil, I don't want to kill you, but don't try to challenge my bottom line either. You're not the only one on our capture list, and it's a common occurrence to capture target deaths. ”

“I didn't mean to provoke you, I just said what I really felt.” Lin Huang continues, "and if that's all you have, you can notify your companion to come and collect your body later. Remember to make them move faster, because in less than five minutes, you'll be dead here. ”

“Lin Evil, you're looking for death!” When Lin Huang said that, Busby was completely angry.

“If you want to kill me, I advise you to come up with the truth. I was not kidding.” Lin Huanghuang slowly stepped out of the smoke and the nightmare appeared right on his left.

Busby clearly saw the look on Lin Huanghuang's face to the extreme, as if he was telling a truth.

When Lin Huang said that, he calmed down instead.

He can feel that Lin Huang is serious.

He also saw that without the shielding of the smoke, all the bullets he fired were blocked by a transparent film on the surface of Lin Huang's body, unable to reach the point. The attack that fell on the Dreamwood was all on the ground, without leaving a scratch on it.

Seeing this scene, Busby stopped the onslaught without hesitation. The two small turrets in front of them turned into black fluidized metal, quickly fused together and quickly built a giant cannon at visible speeds.

The cannon is more than 30 metres long, dark and inky, and has a caliber of almost one metre.

This time, the dreams still haven't stopped.

Lin Huang and Dreamwood both looked at each other and watched each other congeal the cannon into shape.

After the cannon condensed and formed, the cannon's mouth suddenly lit a white light the size of a needle tip, which expanded rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

At first, it was just an almost invisible needle tip size, expanding almost instantly to the size of a rice grain, and then the volume continued to expand all the way - rice grains, green beans, fingers, apples, soccer...

Less than a second later, that needle-tipped white light burst into a giant sphere more than a meter in diameter.

Lin Huanghuang could feel the tremendous energy in the sphere far away, but he was not surprised.

“Finally, it's kind of interesting...”

In front of the dark cannon mouth, the sphere-like white light burst like a sudden burst, emitting a matching white light at a near-thunderous speed, pointing directly at the dreams.

This scene even reminds Lin Huang of the turtle power in an animated piece he used to see on Earth.

When you find yourself being targeted, the Dreamwood flashes and disappears from the spot.

In the world of dreams, he can borrow any skill he sees, and it's obvious that Nine-Tailed Skycat's subspace is being moved.

The next moment it disappeared, it reappeared, hundreds of meters away.

But the rehearsal white man turned the direction and continued to sweep towards the dreamworm.

“Running is useless, and this white man will chase you until he hits you. Of course, you can hide in the subspace all the time and wait for it to dissipate, so it'll be three or five days. ”

Busby's voice has just fallen and his figure has jumped out. And this time, the target he pointed directly at Lin Huang.

In a moment, he arrived in front of Lin Huang.

Just reaching out to catch Lin Huanghuang, he saw a yellow whiplash coming out of the void and hit Busby's chest hard.

Naturally, the target is the Dreamstick, and the long nose is turned into a whiplash shadow to sweep directly into the sky, leaving Busby unprotected.

Under this blow, Busby's body instantly burst out like a loaded shell. But halfway through the flight, his body began to collapse in inches.

This scene is full of surprises.

At the same time, a fiction quickly congregated into an entity not far from Lin Huanghuang, which was certainly Busby. It wasn't his body that was just shot out, it was just a double.

Without waiting for the body to fully condense into a solid state, Busby probed with one hand and grabbed it again towards Lin Huangclamp.

Watching Lin Huang is about to be caught by Busby, and the shape of the dreamshade suddenly appears.

His claws penetrated into the void, and several blades of moon-toothed black space burst out, rapidly passing through the void and cutting towards Busby.

If this blow is not dodged, Busby's body will probably be cut straight into pieces.

But Busby blinked in his eyes and ignored the blow of Dreamwood completely. He also suddenly turned to Lin Huang's five fingers, turning his claws into palms and clapping towards Dreamwood.

He had almost no reservations about this clap, and the gods in his body were able to provoke it in full, and it was stamped on the chest of the dreams. Though the Dreamwood was strong and the blow did not do him any harm, the powerful impact repelled him thousands of metres away.

And just as Busby landed on the Dreamstick, the space blade ripped out of the Dreamstick Claw also penetrated Busby's body.

Busby's body collapsed directly under this blow, exactly as the scene he had just used as a double.

At the same time as the double collapsed, a figure suddenly appeared behind Lin Huang, who was indeed the true esteem of Busby.

“Success!" Busby scouted with joy at Lin Huanghuang.

At this moment, the monument is a few kilometres away, and the pursued artillery is haunted, and there is no time for rescue.

Busby pressed his fingers against Lin Huanghuang's back head, but at this point, his face changed dramatically. Because -- his hands actually penetrated directly through Lin Huang's head.

“Just a phantom?!” As he watched Lin Huang's body fade away, Busby turned his head and looked around, eventually setting his sight next to Dreamwood, a few kilometers away.

There stands a young human man...

“This guy...” Busby stared at the Dreamwood fiercely. He knew that this method was definitely not Lin Huang, otherwise he could see through. So, it must have been Dreamwood.

What he doesn't know is that everything he sees is an illusion.

Outside the dream world, Lin Huanghuang carefully gauged Busby, who was still hanging in the middle of the sky, laughing at the dreamstick, "This guy doesn't seem to have reacted yet, he's not in the real world. ”