I stack buffs in a weird world!

Zhang Yang dived down.

The domain covered the entire mountain village again, which was different from the previous times.

He directly compressed the entire domain into the small pond, and the whole sky was dark, as if it had fallen into endless darkness.

Even the crimson moonlight could not shine in.

The outer space appeared the ruins of the inner space under the pressure of the domain, but that was all.

Zhang Yang had a wooden face, and the Qingming hand behind him instantly formed a big knife shape, slashing at the gap between the outer and inner spaces.

A shallow scratch more than one person high appeared in the void.

He flashed in without hesitation.

"Finally... I'm in!"

Zhang Yang looked around, there were traces of burning everywhere, and charcoal piled on the ground.

Then his eyes condensed, because he could clearly sense a cold air coming towards him.

The most important thing was that the pond that had been burned was actually standing in the same place.

"How is it possible!?"

Zhang Yang frowned, things were more complicated than he thought.

The appearance of the pond completely overturned his previous series of speculations.

The wall of the pond was mottled, with some bloodstains and spider webs everywhere, as if no one had been here for a long time.

The whole yard was also messy, with all kinds of sundries placed in a mess.

"Shua~"

Zhang Yang appeared in front of the door of the pond the next moment and pushed the door open.

Since he was here, he had to figure things out, otherwise it would always be a thorn in his heart.

Maybe there was a secret hidden in it that he had come through! ?

There were still unknown spells painted on the wall, and Zhang Yang could even sense a slight sense of restraint.

However, this level of spell can only deal with the first-level evil spirits and weirdness.

"Hum~"

With a cold snort, the spell on the wall ignited without fire, and the sense of restraint disappeared.

Looking carefully at the house, the situation was similar to what he had just come through, pig heads, dishes, tables and chairs, everything was fine.

He walked forward slowly and grabbed the hook chain hanging on the beam.

There was still black dried blood on it. This blood... was his!

He couldn't help but feel a little absurd.

He originally thought that it was just a space folding, and the things in the surface space and the inner space were different. He didn't expect that there was a pond in the inner space.

And this pond had been burned long ago in his memory.

Looking at the flickering candlelight, he fell into deep thought, and the CPU in his brain was overloaded.

"No, no..." There must be something he didn't notice.

Carefully observe everything in the house, not even letting go of the subtle details.

"Shadow... Yes, it's a shadow."

Zhang Yang opened his eyes wide and looked under himself. He didn't even have a shadow.

His heart sank slightly, and his bloodshot eyes looked at the candlelight steadily. An incredible thought rose slightly in his mind.

"I was almost fooled by you!" Zhang Yang showed a strange smile on his face.

What surface space... what inner space..., there is only one reason to explain this situation.

That is... it is alive.

The fine dust in the air moved slightly. Because of the blind spot, Zhang Yang clearly saw that the wall behind him moved slightly like a body.

He raised his mouth, it seems that his guess was right.

The whole pond is alive, and it must have become a weird thing for some reason.

"Hua La~"

The chains rubbed, and a pair of hooks attacked Zhang Yang like a living thing.

But these were exposed to his vision, and his figure flashed and came directly to the yard.

Looking at the pond again, this... that is still a pond, it is obviously a weird thing that looks like a house.

The window became two eyes, and the pair of hooks waving in the air were like tentacles with fangs and claws.

"Hu..."

The weird made a strange cry.

The hooks flew towards him as if they had self-awareness.

In terms of speed, no one can compare with teleportation. He moved his mind and the whole person appeared twenty meters away.

"That's it?" Zhang Yang chuckled.

"Puff~"

He felt a pain in his arm, and a long scar was cut by the hook chain. , but it healed in a breath.

"What?"

Subconsciously looking at his arm, Zhang Yang realized that something was wrong.

This hook chain could actually stretch and retract instantly, and it seemed that the stretching and retraction had a trace of spatial rules.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to avoid it with the instant movement of Qingming Hand.

"Interesting!"

It was obvious that the level of this monster was not high, but it had many strange abilities, and it could even hurt him.

This attracted his attention and he began to pay attention to it.

"Boom~"

A flaming long sword formed in his hand, and then he dodged the attack of the hook chain and came in front of the monster.

"Puff~" The long sword stabbed straight into the window of the monster

Then he drew his sword and chopped it directly on the "wall", leaving long scars.

Zhang Yang shook the flaming long sword.

However, the monster seemed to have no sense of pain, waving the long hook chain and constantly attacking him.

Because of the strange properties of the hook chain, Zhang Yang dodged left and right and was very annoyed.

The texture of the hook chain was extremely hard, and he tried to cut it off several times without success.

He frowned slightly, and the flaming long sword in his hand became bigger and bigger.

"Cut!"

The flaming long sword slashed across the entire body of the monster, cutting the monster in half like cutting tofu.

But what Zhang Yang didn't expect was that this ghost thing seemed to be unable to feel any pain and continued to waving the hook chain to attack him.

Seeing this situation, the flaming long sword continued to swing, leaving gullies on the hard ground.

‘It’s useless...’

Although the monster was cut and scarred, the hook chain did not stop attacking him.

He frowned and wanted to leave the attack range of the hook chain, but it was not until he retreated hundreds of meters that the hook chain could barely reach him.

“The attack distance is long enough!”

Looking at the hook chain swinging in the air, he fell into deep thought.

Monsters usually have some self-healing ability, but this thing is strange that it has no sign of healing after being cut into pieces by itself.

However, the difficulty of the hook chain exceeded his imagination.

“What the hell is this thing?”

If the hook chain was really like this, I would have died long ago!

So it was after I left that the pond... No, it should be said that the hook chain became like this.

Why did this happen?

This matter is undoubtedly related to me, otherwise those things outside would not have the same face as me.

What did I do in the pond to create this weirdness?

After recalling what he had done in the pond, he still had no clue.

"Zhang Yang", the sea of ​​blood, the hook chain...

"Could it be..."

Zhang Yang's pupils widened, and he couldn't help but touch his shoulder blade, "Blood?"

There was only one thing that could combine these three things, and that was his own blood.

"Could it be that my blood was stained on the hook chain?"

Zhang Yang looked up in astonishment, looking at the hook chain that was constantly waving not far away, "The hook chain is the real thing?"