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However, for four weeks, there was no response.

Illusion breaking is useless at all.

God Dream Patriarch looked at him like he was looking at an idiot.

"Boy, my patience is limited, I'll give you two breaths of time to think, otherwise, I'm going to make a move." Ancestor Shenmeng said with a smile.

"you……"

Su Ziyang's chest stagnated, his head was lowered, and his expression was sluggish, as if he was thinking of a countermeasure.

Suddenly, Su Ziyang's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly: "It's now!"

While speaking, Su Ziyang raised his fist, aimed at the front, and punched away.

"boom!"

Earth-shattering, the sky seemed to be split open.

"I knew you were going to use this trick."

The corner of the mouth of the ancestor Shenmeng raised, and his figure shot from the other side.

However, she just laughed, but her scalp exploded.

I saw that Xingling had already come behind her without knowing when, and punched her past.

"Do not……"

An unwilling cry came to an abrupt end.

The body of Shenmeng Patriarch Patriarch shattered into powder inch by inch.

Consciousness, disappears at the end.

That kind of unwillingness, that kind of disbelief, was written all over her face that was about to burst.

Finally, when the wind blows, there is nothing left.

The world, restore calm.

At this moment, everyone stared blankly at the sky, motionless.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the body of God Dream Patriarch to appear again.

After a moment.

"Dead? It's really dead this time!"

"It's amazing, it actually broke the illusion of the ancestor of Shenmeng, this strength is really terrifying!"

"Two ninth-grade god-level flesh bodies, really amazing!"

"A pair made in heaven, like a couple of gods and gods, really enviable."

Such a voice kept ringing.

When it reached Protoss' ears, she couldn't help but blushed and lowered her head shyly.

He raised his head from time to time, but looked at Su Ziyang's gaze.

When she saw Su Ziyang's gaze sweeping towards her, she quickly lowered her head, happiness was written all over her face.

"Brother Han Xing, this move of yours is really powerful, and finally killed that old monster!"

Protoss ran up to Su Ziyang and looked at Su Ziyang with admiration.

"Of course, no matter how strong her illusion is, her physical body is too weak, and she will die with just one punch!"

"She never thought that I could see through her trajectory!"

Having said that, Su Ziyang raised his head high, with a look of complacency.

"Brother Han Xing, I have decided, I want to marry you!" Xing Ling said.

"This...so fast?" Su Ziyang was taken aback.

"Why, you don't want to?"

Seeing that Xingling's well-behaved appearance was about to change, Su Ziyang quickly waved his hands, "Of course I would, but your sister..."

"Don't worry about that, we both agreed a long time ago, to marry the same person, since the two of you have already..."

Having said this, Protoss lowered his head, blushed to the ears, and dared not speak any more.

"It's so stinky, so stinky!"

"I can't listen anymore, I can't listen anymore!"

At this time, a loud shout broke the sky.

Everyone looked up, their pupils constricted.

Good guy, God Dream Patriarch has appeared again, and he is not dead at all.

I saw that the ancestor Shenmeng looked at Su Ziyang with a half-smile, and began to speak.

"Surprised? Shocked? Don't believe it?"

"You never thought that this seat is not dead?"

Speaking of this, the ancestor of Shenmeng laughed triumphantly again.

"I'm telling you, my illusion has reached the perfect level. Those two paths just now are just my phantom. This is my real body."

"Come on, come and hit me, blow me out!"

Ancestor Shenmeng spoke every sentence with extreme arrogance.

With this appearance, there is no trace of an ancestor.

It may be that it has been suppressed and cannot be counted. At this moment, it is released.

"you……"

Both Su Ziyang and Xingling froze, speechless.

"Aren't you surprised, my seat's death just now was too real, wasn't it?"

"That's right, this seat's Divine Dream Art has been practiced to the fifth rank, and you can't tell the difference at all!"

"Okay, let's not play, the game is over!" the God Dream Patriarch said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Patriarch Shenmeng waved his right hand, and the color of the world changed instantly.

Seeing everyone's eyes, their expressions changed drastically.

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Chapter 414 Stop playing, the game is over

"call……"

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sky darkened instantly.

All directions, endless, are all dark air currents.

Everyone is like coming to another world.

In the space, there is a strong rancid smell, a kind of death breath, covering the whole world.

"howl……"

In the sky, ghosts opened their mouths wide, revealing their fangs, holding black sickles.

With one swipe, the sky seemed to be split.

That breath of death came quickly, covering the whole world.

"Om..."

The ground trembled, and skeletons with a rancid smell emerged from the ground and rushed towards the crowd.

"This is an illusion, this is fake, everyone close your eyes and cover your ears!"

At this time, someone who didn't know howled loudly woke up the panicked crowd.

Everyone, immediately close your eyes and cover your ears.

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Shenmeng just smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously at all.

"If this is the only way to break through the illusion, then is this God's Dream Art still an eighth-rank illusion?"

The ancestor Shenmeng showed a sneer, and looked at everything on the ground indifferently.

I saw that one by one skeletons stretched out their sharp claws, aimed at everyone, and grabbed them one after another.

"what……"

Every time they grabbed it, they let out a terrifying howl.

The shrill voice made people shudder and sweat drenched.

Not far away, several Patriarchs froze in place, with beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

"This...how can I do this?"

"If the pain continues like this, if the soul can't hold on, it will die!"

"My God, after swallowing the Ninth Grade Illusory Dream Stone, Patriarch Shenmeng's strength is too terrifying."

Several Patriarchs were sweating profusely, and slowly backed away.

However, they haven't run a few steps yet.

However, the ancestor Shenmeng fixed his eyes on them all at once, "Want to escape? Is it too late?"

A glance.

"Crack..."

Beside the Patriarchs, the space was shattered into pieces, and big blood-colored hands emerged from the shattered space.

They look like giant apes, but they have two horns on their heads. They look like hell soul-suppressing beasts, and they make people's scalps go numb.

"boom……"

Several horned giant apes grabbed the body of a Patriarch and dragged them down.

Jump on the ground, hold their bodies, and throw them back and forth.

"Fake, this is an illusion!"

"Oh, it hurts so badly, my soul can't stand it!"

"Ancestor God Dream, we were wrong, we were wrong!"

Such begging for mercy kept ringing.

The severe pain was unbearable for several Patriarchs.

Hearing these cries for mercy, Patriarch Shenmeng completely ignored them.

There was a cold smile on her face, "Isn't it too late to beg for mercy now?"

Withdrawing his gaze, the ancestor Shenmeng once again glanced at Su Ziyang.

This sweep made Su Ziyang and Xingling's bodies tremble, and a trace of fear appeared on their faces.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Don't come in, be careful I'll blow you to death with one punch!"

Seeing the appearance of the two, Patriarch Shenmeng couldn't help laughing again.

"Pretentious, it seems that you can't do it!"

"I want to ask you one last time, should I let go of my soul and let this seat swallow it? Or suffer endless pain and let this seat swallow it!" said the ancestor of God Dream.

"Hmph, don't even think about it!"

Su Ziyang snorted coldly and didn't back down at all.

"Ha ha……"

God Dream Patriarch had a cruel smile all over his face.