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Chen Mo's performance in Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital successfully deceived me. Underneath his immature appearance, there is a cold, monster-like heart.

Six blade-like legs supported the huge body. Chen Mo's lower body merged with the shadow of the spider. The expression on his face at this time did not look like a person at all.

The excitement in his eyes was like a spider seeing a moth struggling in its web. It was the look of its prey.

"As a show host, are you too confident in yourself?" The road to the roof has not been completely sealed, and I don't want to get too entangled with Chen Mo. I pinched my fingers, and the dark lines on my palms glowed faintly. : "There is an order from Yin and Yang! The ghost of green plague in the east, the spirit of rotten wood; the ghost of red plague in the south, the spirit of fire; the ghost of blood plague in the west, the spirit of evil metal; the ghost of black plague in the north, the spirit of the pond; The ghost of the central yellow plague, the essence of the imperial soil!”

Now that it has been discovered, there is no need to hold back. For the first time, I used Yin Yang ghost magic in a deep dream.

There is no evil spirit in the deep dream, but the negative emotions that have accumulated for countless years are condensed. At this time, the five plague ghosts appeared, triggering all kinds of emotions hidden deep in the city, causing my ghost skills to change and even me. Some kind of change that I don't even know about.

The eighteen vaginal orifices in the body opened wide, and the Yin Qi passed quickly. Not long after, five dull, sad, or angry roars resounded in all directions. Even Little A and the man in colorful robes who were fighting outside stopped. Hands, look to where I am.

With the Yin evil spirit as the skeleton, countless colorful light groups poured out from various buildings in the deep dreamland, filling in spontaneously, and soon five phantoms of giant ghosts towering over the sky appeared out of thin air.

It's too big. The changes in the plague ghosts in the five directions are beyond my control. There is no Yin evil energy in the dream. I can't get any external supplements. I can't sustain it for long with only the Yin energy I have accumulated.

Looking at the plague ghost that was still solidifying and getting bigger, I felt both pleasantly surprised and a little bit headache-y.

"Those memories precipitated in deep dreams have been deliberately forgotten or sealed by the owner. They are full of malice and ominousness. With so many five plague ghosts fused together, no one can tell what they will become in the end, because they have never been No ghost cultivator will enter deep dreams.

The originally illusory body was completely solidified, and five giant shadows reaching into the sky were projected in the city.

"Plague ghosts from the five directions, listen to my orders, use yin to cross the yang, chase the souls and take your lives!"

The dark lines on my palm seemed to be connected to another world. A black lightning suddenly flashed through the hole in the sky above my head. Then the ground shook and the plague ghosts from five directions rushed towards the altar in the middle at the same time.

"Stop him!" The chains in the black robe's hands rattled, and he roared loudly.

The accident in the center of the block also attracted the attention of the man in colorful robes. He drove the "Omen" under his feet to rush for rescue, but was unfortunately stopped by Little A. Countless thoughts covered the night sky like dark clouds, attacking the block crazily.

"Your opponent is me."

The cold voice was like ice in the cold winter, which made the man in the variegated robe turn pale: "I have been keeping my hand, I don't want to break up with you, A, you are looking for death!"

His robe completely changed into a dead gray color, and he chanted a mantra in his mouth. The evil figure at his feet seemed to feel that something terrible was about to happen, and he roared in a low voice.

Slowly, a thin black line appeared on the horizon. After only a few seconds, the black line turned into a black "curtain". Looking from a high-rise building, it looked like a A black ocean pours downward!

"They are all nightmares!" I looked from a distance in the center of the building, and all kinds of nightmares were like galloping horses, surging forward with boundless evil.

I don't think Little A can withstand this terrifying offensive, forcing the five plague ghosts to clear the way and forcefully rush towards the roof.

"It's useless. Your appearance is just an accident, and my existence is to bring order to the chaos." After Chen Mo finished speaking, the shadow of the spider clinging to the outer wall of the building spewed out gray-white silk threads. There were too many spiders to pass. It didn't take long for a big net to form, covering the entire building.

Whenever the plague ghost attacks the building, an off-white light will shine on the spider web. This kind of light is rare. I have only seen similar light on the order of the life usurer.

"Fate?" This word came to my mind immediately, and my face slowly turned gloomy: "You are indeed the puppet of fate!"

Chen Mo didn't expect that I would point out his identity at this time. His fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth. He smiled evilly. Taking advantage of the plague ghost being blocked by the spider web, his eight legs used force at the same time, like a cannonball, and shot towards my location.

The evil spirit in the body is consumed rapidly, and the plague ghost hammers the building frantically, but how can the web of fate be torn so easily?

I looked at the ferocious monster getting closer and closer to me, and suddenly I understood why Chen Mo appeared in the form of a spider.

In dreams, spiders are the most evil, which indicates that people with malicious intentions are eyeing you. It itself is the image of the most evil among evils.

Looking back on reality, I have seen monsters similar to spiders appear in live broadcasts, more than once or twice, such as the mutated flight attendant on the death train, and the skinned Baiji in the water tank of Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital.

This is actually the manifestation of God's will. Fate is like a big invisible web that binds everyone in it. The "spider" is the guard who implements the will of fate. The more you try to break free from the spider web, the more it will cause the spider thread to vibrate. Eventually, It will attract spiders and eat all those who resist.

The entire dream battlefield is in a complex and dangerous situation. On the outermost edge is the nightmare frenzy of men in colorful robes sweeping the city. In the middle is Little A and the thoughts that envelope the sky. The two are fighting, and the intensity of the tragedy is about to escalate.

A little further inside are the five plague ghosts that I summoned that are combined with the negative emotions in the deep dream, trying to break through the blockade of the spider web of fate.

In the center, the butcher has been subdued by the black-robed anchor and is making final preparations for the opening of the sky.

The race against time is the real battlefield between the two. Chen Mo, the puppet of fate, is determined to kill me. My life and death will directly affect success or failure.

"You can't defeat fate. Everything is under the control of fate. Even if you jump out of the water, you will eventually fall back, because in the eyes of fate, you are just a fish swimming upstream." Chen Mo's face was ferocious. The mouth opened and a high-pitched voice rang in my ears that only I could hear.

"Yeah, I can't win against fate. I'm just a fish. How can I win against the whole sky?" I paused and looked at Chen Mo expressionlessly: "But I am trying hard to jump out of the water. Every time, I will Get closer to the sky! If one time is not enough, then ten times. If ten times is not enough, then one hundred times, ten thousand times! If that still doesn’t work, then 2.6 billion times is enough!"

I tore my clothes, stretched out my hand and dug into my chest, and nine fox tails quietly emerged: "Even if 2.6 billion times is not enough, I will try 2.6 billion and one times, because I just don't believe in fate!"