Nightmare constantly struggling body faces suddenly become a head elongation neck to wu Ming hand bite.
But see Wu Ming hand layer upon layer lotus emerged to cover those heads.
When the nightmare saw this, the body kept crawling and completely gave up human deformation. A huge mountain of meat was sprayed with layers of black fog.
Sniff-
See Aoli dream gradually eroded by the black fog.
"Bad that fellow to escape!"
Aoli exclaimed
Wu Ming naturally won’t let it go and have fun. This fellow doesn’t know what chance he has to grow to this point, but relying on his talent won’t do anything magical.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he went to the nightmare to get income.
an ace up one’s sleeve
Aoli immediately praised "the true gentleman is so magical!"
Wu Ming is also very satisfied with his pot-day technique, although it can also accept people, but it is tricky after all. There is no such bullying as Zhenyuan’s sleeve, and this attempt is really poor in power.
"Lord, this nightmare method brings out dreams. I need to create a dream to interrogate it."
This kind of monster can’t be brought to the real world even in life dreams, so it can be dreamed even if it is tortured.
"Good little dragon will wait for the news of the true gentleman to leave."
Suddenly the dream here began to collapse and Wu Ming fell into darkness.
Aoli table wakes up to see Wu Ming still asleep, and immediately gently exits the door and stays outside to prevent others from disturbing and waking Zhenjun.
Chapter 33 Poseidon sleeping priest
In the dream, there is a sea of thunder and a big sun hanging in the boiling sky.
Nightmare was trapped and flogged for hundreds of years.
Seeing the faces disappear one by one, its body is gradually shrinking, and the nightmare is finally scared.
"Leave me alone!"
Wu Ming’s figure emerged in this dream, but he has been staying for a few hundred years, and he has tried his best to be true for hundreds of years. This fellow finally spoke.
Tens of thousands of faces are missing, but the nightmare is more spiritual.
"Who sent you?"
"sea soul clan chief"
"What to do?"
"find someone"
“”
Wu Ming woke up from bed at dawn.
There are many vicissitudes in my eyes, and this dream is more tiring.
Then the divine light swept away, and the lethargy that seemed to be closed for many years suddenly dissipated.
In addition to some information, this trip also gained a magical power, Wu Ming, who called it dreaming and being able to walk in dreams.
Opening the door, Aoli immediately got up and asked, "Did Zhenjun ever ask anything?"
Wu Ming nodded. "Poseidon is lost. All the ministries are looking for words about Poseidon?"
AoLi smell speech is not a deep breath smoothed her mouth after two dragon beard only way
"Poseidon is an ancient god. Once the siren was the co-owner in ancient times, I sealed the head of the Dragon Palace in the four seas together with the heaven. It is said that the young Poseidon has been sealed somewhere, but I don’t know when it was born. Excuse me, I need to report to the Dragon King."
"Well, you go." Wu Ming waved his hand and had no interest in siren and dragon shit.
Now it seems that the Dragon Palace has paid a great price for occupying the four seas.
"Poseidon Fahaidu has disappeared."
Wu Ming’s figure flashed to the surface of the sea, and the nightmare account was more than that. There were many secrets that this fellow heard in his life dreams.
There is an ancient palace in this sea area, where a sleeping siren lives, sleeping from ancient times to the present, and the nightmare of the siren is accidentally broken into its dream.
It seems very interesting.
There is no light at the bottom of the sea, and there is a dead silence. Only by chance does it show that there are still creatures in this life.
Wu Ming’s body is still sinking as if it never has a bottom.
Rumble-
Gradually, a huge sound sounded hot and hot, and even the rocks could not bear it.