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Just like what Wu Hao felt in the furniture on the first floor before.

hee hee~

In the sprinkling of mucus, the thick ghost mist will turn into droplets, and countless skulls roar ferociously, making all kinds of ear-piercing screams and laughs.It chased the black slime, not missing anything that could be devoured.

It seems that the little loli monster seems to have an appetite for it.

Heavy taste guy!

Chapter 397 A Story More Sad than Sad 2 (Big Chapter)

S: I can finally say that the sadder story of being sad is that Lolita broke out, and I subscribed to watch it today, but I feel so sad that I want to cry.No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to subscribe.

The black juice all over the sky gradually disappeared under the pursuit of the ghost fog.

Gollum~

Wu Hao seemed to hear something falling and rolling where the little Lolita exploded.

He took a look and it seemed to be something wrapped in cloth.

Is it the thing that was hidden on the little loli's chest before?

What will it be?

Ghost characters?

or something else?

Got that ghost so easily?

Thinking in this way, Wu Hao took two steps forward, he saw clearly what was wrapped in the cloth, and a small corner was exposed, which seemed to be a doll the size of a palm.

Doll?

Wu Hao frowned gradually.

How could it be a blood-colored puppet?

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked around carefully.

He suddenly discovered that, at some point in the surrounding area, the town disappeared, the sky and the earth disappeared, leaving only layers of gray clouds.

A strange aura, constantly spreading, and growing crazily.

It was as if something had been touched, disturbed, waking up.

wrong!

has a problem!

That loli monster is not the core of the dream!

The core of the dream really has something else!

What is it?

That female ghost in red?

deep well?

"The attack was wrong, interesting!"

Wu Hao shrugged his shoulders.

Some don't matter.No matter how violent the real dream core is, it cannot break free from its shackles. Above the level, it is at the crushing level.

His loli ghost was a little weak at the beginning, but it really didn't seem to be the core.

Attack the wrong monster, and it's likely to lead to a real dream core riot.In particular, it seems that this loli monster has a deep connection with the core of the dream.

The dream core of the riot is likely to extract the energy of the entire dream, allowing the real core monster to break through.

However, it is not very possible now, it has become a reality!

In just a few seconds, the surrounding environment has undergone earth-shaking changes. The surrounding houses and even the land have turned into countless moths. Point.

On the bloody puppet in Wu Hao's hand.

This is the real core of the dream.

A majestic pressure slowly rose from inside.Vicious, dark, twisted, the list goes on.

This kind of evil coercion seems to be real!

He could feel that the more mysterious core monster of the dream was about to be born, or the promotion was completed.

He watched helplessly as the weird blood-colored puppet expanded little by little, devouring all the cloud energy, and finally when its coercion seemed real, it reached the point where even Wu Hao was slightly interested.

This level is almost reaching the peak of ordinary weirdness.

The real core has arrived.

The gloomy air reverberates around.

There were bursts of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Visible to the naked eye, the surrounding scenery is like an ink painting, with the blood-colored puppet as the center, unfolding little by little.

The once small town scene has disappeared without a trace, replaced by ~

A huge house slowly emerged.

Also gothic.

There is only such a house, with a desolate small courtyard, and the surroundings are empty, looking extremely desolate and dilapidated.

Wu Hao's interest was slowly raised.

It turned out to be a double-layer dream structure, one inside and one outside, and the outer layer was a dream with a little loli ghost.

The inner layer is also a dreamland!

In the middle of the house stands a deep well.

In the middle of the huge house, there are two floors, and the second floor is hollowed out.There is no roof above, but only a huge platform.

Countless black stones are piled up there, looking from a distance, it looks like a tomb.

"Another tomb?"

"Why do you always deal with this stuff?"

Wu Hao frowned and muttered.

He looked carefully, only to find that this was not a tomb!

Instead, use black stones to fuse together a black coffin!

Wu Hao felt something was wrong with this thing.A rather awkward feeling welled up in my heart.

His face gradually turned serious, and his playful mentality gradually disappeared.

Stand still.

There is a problem with this weird black coffin!

He felt an extreme evil contained in the mysterious sarcophagus.Even the spiritual power cannot be detected and entered, only a strong evil breath and a sense of distortion continue to come.

Moreover, this black coffin does not look like something in this dream at all, it is incompatible with the surrounding environment.It's like coming here suddenly.Wu Hao Shenzhen can see that the wooden boards on the second floor have been newly rolled.

what happened?

At this moment

Boom~

The sarcophagus shook slightly, and a gap opened.

The gurgling blood gushed out from the sarcophagus, turning into a pool of red blood on the ground.

The blood rose little by little from the ground, and finally condensed into a blood-colored doll.

The puppet's eyes were still dripping with blood, staring fixedly at Wu Hao.Looking at the puppet that was originally held in Wu Hao's hands, it disappeared without a trace.

It can be seen that on the body of the blood-colored puppet, a ray of black light swirled around, like a bug, constantly entering and exiting the puppet's ears and nose.

black light!

This strand of power is the Lord of Darkness!

Wu Hao's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that the terrifying and dark shock that happened in between would actually have the power to infiltrate into the dream ball.

Things seem to be getting a little out of hand.

The atmosphere is getting weird.

At this time, while Wu Hao was staring at the blood-colored puppet for careful observation, it opened its mouth full of dense fangs to an exaggerated degree.

There seemed to be an inexplicable smile.Drops of blood were still flowing from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the black sarcophagus, making the sound of metal being corroded by acid.

Low and hoarse, speaking words in a language Wu Hao had never heard, slowly sounded.Accompanied by evil to a strong mental fluctuations.

"It turned out to be a king."

"I don't know what it tastes like!"

"I really want to take you"

The blood-colored puppet looked at Wu Hao, barely concealing its greedy eyes.

"who are you?"

Staring at the bloody puppet, Wu Hao asked.

The strange thing is that it is the doll in front of him who is talking, but Wu Hao seems to feel that the voice is coming from behind him, or even from the depths of his soul.

However, under the mental scan, it was found that there was nothing behind him, and there was no sign of intrusion in this strand of spiritual will.

"I'm"

The eyes of the blood-colored puppet burst out with blazing black light.

Wu Hao was in a trance, his eyes blurred, and then he found himself in the boundless darkness.

A huge crack, not far away, spanned the entire darkness.The endless sense of danger, the fatal crisis, constantly came from the inside of the crack.

The terrified Wu Hao's scalp was numb, and his soul was trembling.

Countless limbs and broken arms, all kinds of weird biological tissues were scattered on both sides of the crack.

Even a drop of blood shocked him.

Any existence here is a guy no lower than him, but now they all died here tragically. What's going on?

And this big crack looks very familiar. If you guessed correctly, it is the source of the shocking changes in the dark world before!

"The gods are dead!"

"But there is still God"

"Feed yourself to the darkness and the real darkness is coming."

"Run away. Otherwise, let me find you and I'll eat you!"

"The breath of the nightmare world also broke free from the cage"

Whispers echoed in the darkness.

In the next second, Wu Hao found himself back in front of the black coffin.

The bloody puppet still stared at Wu Hao, but the black light in his eyes had disappeared.

Looking at the sarcophagus in front of it, it was also replaced by a burnt thatched hut.

A huge evil grimace was roaring ferociously under the ashes.

A deep well appeared where the black coffin was originally.

"This"

Wu Hao frowned, moved his mind, and scanned his surroundings.

What happened just now?

Fantasy?