Send Money to Grandpa, Invincible on Earth

Fortunately, the bomb in the dream is not so terrifying. If it is directly bombed in reality, there will be no slag left.

Han Shuo stood up tremblingly and wiped the blood off his face.

Although.

His fantasies are not as powerful as Yang Su's, but he is a modern person, and he still knows that the dimensionality reduction blows, as long as the fantasies are higher than Yang Su's.

"Light, I want to believe in light, Tiga."

A dazzling light flashed.

He directly turned into Tiga, the giant of light.

"Haha, Ultraman, Yang Su, I see how you fight me."

Han Shuo grabbed the ant-like Yang Su.

"Things from a mere island country are shameful and gluttonous."

A red light passed.

Yang Su directly turned into a body covered with bone spurs, scales covering the whole body, a thick tail 100 meters long, four hooves, two arms, and a mouth full of fangs in the middle.

"Fuck, what is this?"

Han Shuo had never seen such a monster before, so he quickly fired Tiga's nirvana, Zapelio's beam, a powerful beam of light.

Yang Su just opened his mouth and took a sudden breath, the light news, the hundred-meter-long tail, swept the thousands of troops with one blow.

Han Shuo used all his strength to block, but Ultraman's strength was still very strong. He felt that he could blast a mountain, stretched out his hands and grabbed his tail.

boom.

Yang Su's strength is like a raging ocean wave, I can't imagine it.

He was directly blasted 100 meters away and rolled to the ground, returning to his original state.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Han Shuo raised his hand to wipe off the blood, but found five fingers turned transparent.

what's going on?

"Only I am invincible in the dream-making space. I am the god of creation, ants, you think you will not die, and when your consciousness is exhausted, your soul will fly away."

Yang Su opened his mouth and shot ten fireballs at him in one breath.

Looking at the fireball the size of a grinding disc, Han Shuo quickly imagined that Ultraman couldn't beat it, so he would use Super Saiyan.

Some people have to ask why so many ancient mythical beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas are not imaginary, why do they fantasize about these anime characters in the island country.

He also wanted to imagine the mythical beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, but he couldn't imagine it.

To fantasize about this thing, as if you have to know what it looks like to fantasize.

Yang Su imagined what this thing was.

He doesn't know.

A red light flashed.

Han Shuo directly transformed into Super Saiyan 4, with long black hair, red hair, and explosive muscles.

"Buried, buried."

He used Sun Wukong's most powerful move, Turtle Style Qigong, and a beam of light as thick as a grinding disc blasted ten fireballs.

bang bang ......

Boom.........

The entire dream-making space was shaking, and a mushroom cloud rose in the air.

Han Shuo's legs exerted force, and he bounced, the whole person rushed towards Yang Su, the whole body strength gathered on the fist, the dragon fist.

Roar.

There was a dragon roar in the air, a golden dragon phantom wrapped around his fist, and a punch hit Yang Su's body.

boom.

Han Shuo felt that he was not hitting the body but the steel plate. He hurriedly backed away. Yang Su raised his hand and clapped a palm. , spit out a mouthful of blood, and the entire arm became transparent.

How to do?

Fight fantasy.

He is not Yang Su's opponent at all.

Ultraman, a monster that Super Saiyans can't beat.

He really couldn't think of anyone who could compete with him.

One Punch Man?

Luffy?

Naruto?

Uchiha clan?

........

It doesn't seem to work, they can't even blast the planet.

Chinese Dragon.

Han Shuo hurriedly concentrated his mind and fantasized about the Chinese Dragon. A azure light flashed, and a thousand-meter-long azure dragon was entrenched in the air. The powerful strength made him feel that he could do it again.

"The mere Qinglong also wants to oppose me."

A dazzling golden light radiated from Yang Su's body, and a monster with a unique appearance that resembled a dragon but not a dragon appeared.

If he guessed correctly, Yang Su's fantasy should be the legendary Zulong.

Play shit.

Play.

Han Shuo landed on the ground and returned to its original shape. His entire leg became transparent again. It seemed that no matter whether he was fighting or not, as long as his fantasy consciousness would diminish, he would definitely die if he continued like this.

Yang Su returned to the appearance of a middle-aged man, and looked at him with a mocking expression: "No change, you can't beat me, and the four guys outside can't beat my body, you want to break the dream-making space to save these people Going out is a fool's dream."

"Uncle Yang, let's have a discussion. You imprison so many people, and I don't have too many people. How about letting me out? Tell me what you want, and I will burn it for you immediately when I go out."

"That's not good, you are much stronger than those ordinary people, swallowing their dreams is just my hobby, swallowing your dreams can help me practice, stay here honestly, beauty, servant, wealth, power, you Have everything you want, and enjoy the rest of the time, dear guest."

Yang Su stretched out his hand and waved, and the hotel rose to the ground and returned to its original state.

You can't sit still like this, even if you die, you can't make Yang Su feel better.

"Wood twine."

A green ivy appeared out of nowhere and entangled Yang Su's legs. Yang Su was frightened by the sudden appearance of the green ivy, and his face changed dramatically, and he transformed into a long knife and slashed at the green vine.

"Earth gravity."

An invisible force directly pressed Yang Su to the ground.

Han Shuo looked at Yang Su, who was sweating profusely trying to climb but couldn't.

"I didn't expect that you are still an ancient Qi practitioner, so I am unlucky."

Yang Su turned into a little starlight and disappeared, followed by his body also turned into a starlight and disappeared.

Han Shuo woke up in a trance. He found himself lying on the side of the road at some point, with his bicycle lying on the side. He quickly got up to check his body and found that he was unharmed.

Think carefully.

Han Shuo understood that everything in the dream-making space is fake, which proves that the power created by the illusion is also fake. It just makes you feel strong, but it is not strong.

In essence, it still depends on its own strength. Yang Su's clone has no power at all, and it relies on scaring people.

It was more than ten kilometers away from Han Shuo.

The four Liu Yang were full of scars, but their faces showed joy.

"Boss, I didn't expect the Dreaming Ghost to be so strong. Fortunately, Han Shuo was smart enough to find a clone and destroy the dream-making space."

"Boss, your eyes are still so poisonous."

"Being able to stay awake in the dream-making space is enough to prove that Han Shuo is not easy. When I go back and check his information this time, maybe I can recruit him."

"What's the use of recruiting him, a weak and incompetent little white face."

"Liu Mei, this is a bit too much. You can't compare Han Shuo with a martial artist. Compared with ordinary people, his figure is still very interesting."

"I can't even take a punch, I'm not worthy of being a man." Liu Mei said fiercely.

"Yes, I understand why you are alone so far."

"Don't underestimate Han Shuo. There are not only the strongest warriors in the world, but also celestial masters and supernatural powers. If I guess correctly, Han Shuo may be a celestial master." Liu Ming said confidently.