After Disappearing For 20 Years, I Return As The Most Powerful Heavenly Master

Zhang Ze's words reached his ears.

The old man with the wooden hairpin instinctively took a step back.

He and Zhang Ze were still separated by more than two thousand kilometers. If Zhang Ze wanted to kill him, theoretically it would be impossible for him for a while. Besides, Zhang Ze was still in a dream, but he still had inexplicable heart palpitations.

Ideas pop up.

He frowned and warned himself that there was no need to worry. After all, Zhang Ze was dreaming...

clatter!

The old man with a wooden hairpin stopped thinking suddenly and suddenly covered his head. He felt dizzy and almost lost his balance. Fortunately, he stepped forward and stabilized his body.

"?!!"

Forcibly raising his spirits to prevent himself from fainting, he raised his head towards the bronze mirror in horror:

"you……"

As a member of the 'Zhuang Zhou Mengdie' lineage, he was all too familiar with this dizziness, which was clearly sleepiness.

Was my dream controlled by his forcible intervention? !

The old man with a wooden hairpin looked at Zhang Ze, who was watching him calmly in the bronze mirror, and guessed the reason.

He did not expect that he, a member of the "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie" lineage, with unparalleled dream attainments, would be found by others in the dream, and the control of the dream would be taken away.

and.

The other party was forcing him into a dream.

That's right.

Just force it in.

Zhang Ze followed his dream and fed back the curse of the Taishi Chair to him, thereby pulling him into his dream.

"can not sleep!"

The old man with a wooden hairpin shook his head vigorously to keep himself awake.

Zhang Ze showed great strength in the dream. He could not kill Zhang Ze just by controlling the dream. Once he was pulled into the dream by Zhang Ze and Zhang Ze dominated the dream, he was definitely no match and could only end up dead.

Snapped!

The old man with a wooden hairpin slapped himself, and a red mark suddenly appeared on his old face. The strong pain made him wake up.

But it was only one point.

He heard it, Zhang Zezheng spoke in the bronze mirror:

"How does it feel to be affected by your own curse?"

Zhang Ze's dark evil aura gradually dissipated, and Youyou continued:

"For your own selfish reasons, you harm others and forcibly deprive others of their life span to extend your own life. This is a blasphemy against life."

He paused as he spoke and said word by word:

"Someone told me before that if you encounter something you don't like, either throw it away or destroy it. I don't like your desecration of life, so you have to die."

The words echoed in the ears of the old man with a wooden hairpin.

He heard it with awe, and felt an unprecedented death threat in his heart.

Same time.

It also sounded like a lullaby, and as he spoke each word, his eyelids were fighting and he couldn't help but close them, even though he tried hard to slap himself in the mouth to stimulate himself not to sleep.

But in the end, the moment Zhang Ze finished speaking, he could no longer hold back his sleepiness.

The curse of the Grand Master's Chair was the highest dream attainment method in his life, but now under the feedback of Zhang Ze's terrifying strength, he simply couldn't resist it.

...It turns out that the curse of my Taishi Chair, as long as it is strong enough, can not only pull land gods into dreams, but also forcibly pull land gods into dreams.

With this thought, there was a bang, and the old man with a wooden hairpin fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Subsequently.

When the old man with wooden hairpin wakes up again.

"you……"

Looking at Zhang Ze who was standing in front of him, looking down at him, the old man with a hairpin stood up from the ground in shock, and glanced at his surroundings from the corner of his eye.

The devastated ground and the incomplete mountains.

Isn't this just a dream?

wrong.

Not just in dreams.

The old man with a wooden hairpin noticed that the sky suddenly turned dark. When he looked up, his expression suddenly changed.

It was dark here, but a huge snake head was looking down at him from above. The snake head was huge, much bigger than a heavy truck.

Dragon snake? !

The dragon snake that Zhang Ze had killed before came back to life at some point, and was staring at the old man with a fierce look with its snake eyes.

In fact, there were not only dragon snakes, but the old man with a wooden hairpin looked on both sides of Zhang Ze and froze...

Peng Zu and the one-armed ghost were standing next to Zhang Ze, one on the left and the other on the right.

See this.

The old man with a wooden hairpin suddenly felt his heart sink to the bottom.

After learning that he was pulled into the dream, Old Man Muhan quickly thought of countermeasures. He thought that Peng Zu and the one-armed ghost were still in the dream, so that they could deal with Zhang Ze, and he was looking for an opportunity to escape from the dream.

Now the idea is in vain.

Zhang Ze not only fed back the curse of the Taishi Chair to him, but also dominated the entire dream, including one person, one demon and one ghost.

at this time.

The old man with a wooden hairpin clearly felt that Jiao She, Peng Zu, and the one-armed ghost and god were all looking at him coldly, with murderous intent in their eyes.

Although they are 'copies' and only exist in dreams, they possess all the memories and thoughts of the original body. Regardless of reality, they are real in dreams.

"I thought about it. It might be too easy for me to kill you."

Zhang Ze spoke at this time, and then glanced at one person, one demon and one ghost:

"There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. If you forcibly took away his life span, it is the life you killed that should avenge you."

Immediately afterwards.

One person, one demon and one ghost, they all bowed slightly towards Zhang Ze, the snake's huge head moved, and the snake's eyes were unabashedly grateful.

Under the dream led by Zhang Ze, they are no longer controlled by the old man Muhan, and they also know that they are dead. Now they are just 'replicas' of the original body.

Although the ending of the body's death cannot be changed.

But the chance for revenge is still there.

The old man with a wooden hairpin was not given a chance to react.

"Roar!!!"

The dragon snake opened its bloody mouth, and the Five Thunder Dharma surged forward to greet the old man with the wooden hairpin.

Peng Zu and the one-armed ghost god also rushed to kill them.

The pupils of the old man with a hairpin shrank. He killed one person, one demon and one ghost. He was confident that he could kill them again one-on-one, but now three beings who were killed by him in different eras joined forces to kill him. He Impossible to kill.

He was extremely aware of the strength of one person, one demon and one ghost, otherwise he would not have used them to deal with Zhang Ze. Now, he fully realized that the combined strength of one person, one demon and one ghost was indeed as powerful as he thought.

I also understand deeply.

Zhang Ze is so powerful that he can easily deal with the combination of one person, one demon and one ghost.

It’s just that I can’t think about these thoughts anymore.

because.

He doesn't have Zhang Ze's strength.

In the cabin.

The old man with a wooden hairpin fell to the ground, looking peaceful, and fell into a deep sleep. He suffered pain and torture in his sleep, and died in his sleep...

at the same time.

In the hotel.

Zhang Ze, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty," Siniang and the others said as soon as they saw Zhang Ze wake up.

The zombies in Fengmen Village have glaring eyes. They address Zhang Ze with much more respect than before they surrendered. Rather than being conquered by Zhang Ze's financial resources, they are now more sincerely convinced.

In the dream scene, the old man with a wooden hairpin was pulled into the dream, and they watched the whole process.

The zombie in Fengmen Village was greatly shocked. Whether it was Zhang Ze's strength or ability shown in the dream, it asked itself that if it reached the level of Hanba, it would be impossible to reach Zhang Ze's level.

This is an existence that it will look forward to for its entire life.

It is an honor to be a ghost who exists like this, and there is no dissatisfaction or unwillingness.

No wonder the Nightmare Ghost King and Si Niang all respected the Lord. It turned out that they thought the same way.

This is what the zombie in Fengmen Village is thinking at the moment.

The Corpse Ancestor did not speak, and stared at Zhang Ze complexly. No one knew what it was thinking at this time.

"I didn't expect that the extinction of the 'Zhuang Zhou Meng Die' lineage would be at the hands of Your Majesty." The Nightmare Ghost King said at this time: "But it is also an honor for the 'Zhuang Zhou Meng Die' lineage to be destroyed by Your Majesty."

The Nightmare Ghost King is much more excited than the zombies and zombie ancestors of Fengmen Village. As an expert in dreams, it deeply understands the value of Zhang Ze's action today, and the fanatical worship in his heart continues to skyrocket.

"It will not be destroyed in my hands."

Zhang Ze shook his head lightly:

"This generation's 'Zhuang Zhou Meng Die' lineage deserves to die for its many evil deeds, but the 'Zhuang Zhou Meng Die' lineage should not pay for his actions. Zhuang Zhou created the 'Zhuang Zhou Meng Die' lineage not for him."

He looked at the Nightmare Ghost King and motioned for it to come forward:

"You go and help me with something."

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