The Dragon from Hell

"What are you looking at! Believe it or not, I will dig out your eyes!"

Without waiting for Qin Feng to figure out what was going on, the servant slapped Qin Feng in the face.

The servant seemed to be drunk, and a large amount of alcohol rushed into Qin Feng's nasal cavity, causing congestion in his brain.

Because the servant's slap directly threw him to the ground.

He is a physical cultivator!

The physical cultivator who became a god in the flesh!

How could he be thrown to the ground by a servant?

No, this is not true!

This is definitely not!

When this thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt a "buzz" in his head, and he felt that this picture was very familiar.

That was many years ago, he was trapped in a small courtyard in the corner of the Qin family and treated as a madman for three years!

Now, those three years are repeated again.

The punches and kicks, the real pain, and the stench in the room are all telling him that everything he sees now is real.

Then what is fake?

"Damn it, three years and three years, it's been nine years, why haven't you died yet, you lunatic!" The servant beat him and cursed: "I didn't expect that you, a lunatic, would change the things you kept saying all day long, and what about becoming a god in the flesh..."

——Buzz!

The last string that was tight in Qin Feng's mind broke.

It turned out that he had never left the Qin family's house. It turned out that he had been dreaming all the time!

Whether it was the previous ascension or the later becoming a god in the flesh, it was all a dream of his!

So what about now?

He was originally immersed in a dream, but he woke up again and again. Is this a dream again?

When will such a dream cycle continue?

He suddenly knew why God gave him such a real dream, and then woke him up when his dream reached its peak.

Fate was telling him: accept your fate.

Yes, God seemed to be playing a joke on him, giving him real dreams one after another, and then waking him up again.

Fate wanted to break his pride and let him know that he was finished.

Without his spirit bones, he was a waste, and he was destined to live in this small house for the rest of his life.

What he had dreamed of before were just dreams!

Most importantly, Qin Feng didn't dare to gamble anymore.

He couldn't be sure if this was another big dream.

Even if he stood up again, what would happen? Those methods of physical cultivation were still in his mind, and he remembered everything he had experienced, and he could do it again.

But what would happen if he did it again? What if it was also a dream now?

After being beaten again and again, Qin Feng finally fell into despair.

He could feel that if he didn't accept his fate, such dreams would only repeat themselves.

Because he didn't accept his fate, fate would punish him.

So, should he accept his fate...

Outside the ring, everyone watched Qin Feng silently as he fell into "real madness".

They knew clearly that Qin Feng was now in Chi Xiao's nightmare. If he chose to "accept his fate" and was completely desperate in the nightmare, then when he woke up, even if Chi Xiao didn't kill him, he would only be a useless person in the future.

There would never be another ordinary bone cultivator who could beat Dugu Jiujian with one sword, and there would only be one Qin Feng who would live forever in a dilapidated house.

Even if his cultivation and abilities were still there, he would never use them again.

He would always be a humble waste, a maggot curled up in a dark corner, a madman with his abilities, his talents, and his cultivation!

No matter what happened, he would only think it was a dream.

Chi Xiao's move, without a blade, was a killing move!

When seeing this, someone was already anxious. Qin Yu was anxiously waiting for Qin Feng to fall completely into madness. This was something he had been looking forward to for twenty years.

Yes, let Qin Feng fall into madness, let him become the madman who is at the mercy of others, so that he will never be able to step on his head!

Qin Yu was very excited, and even almost screamed, his body was shaking inexplicably.

Some people were also very worried. Zhu Xing had clenched his fists, and he was ready to break through the ring to save people at any time.

Zhong Jiamu and Xuan Yue beside him were already complaining, and they were not ready to watch Qin Feng fall like this.

"Master An, it seems that you are going to lose."

Gusu He, who came back at some point, saw this scene. He had seen Qin Feng's pride cracking in the nightmare.

Everyone present knew the lethality of nightmares. Even if they were at the stage of transformation, they might not be able to completely resist the damage caused by nightmares.

As long as Chi Xiao's cultivation continued to improve, he might even kill people with his cultivation.

What Gusu He didn't expect was that An Jingfu wasAt this time, he was not in a hurry, but still sipped his tea with a smile.

"Gusu Sect Master, why are you always so anxious? You always want people to see your unrestrained and unrestrained side, but why do you always expose your true nature inadvertently?"

An Jingfu put down the teacup in his hand, without even looking at Gusu He.

Gusu He was stunned by his words, but soon returned to the arena and snorted coldly: "Haha, at this time, are you still holding on?"

"An Jingfu, you should see it better than me. Mortal bones are mortal bones. He will eventually be rejected by the immortal gate."

"If it's not you, it will be someone else."

An Jingfu was very calm, smiling at Qin Feng, who was already in a nightmare in the center of the arena.

In his nightmare, a blood moon was always hanging in the sky, and the sky outside never lit up, but Qin Feng, who was trapped in it, never noticed it.

This is indeed a dream, a nightmare that has been carefully compiled... by someone.

How can a mortal who falls into it realize that those who pass by him and live with him day and night are actually nightmares that have been created?

From the moment he opened his eyes, he had already lost.

Chi Xiao was suspended in the air from beginning to end, holding his arms and looking at Qin Feng with a mocking smile.

As long as he moves his fingers now, he can easily kill Qin Feng in the nightmare, and then the real Qin Feng will be completely crazy.

But An Jingfu said: "Let's wait and see."

"Is it almost done?"

Chi Xiao's voice sounded, but no one else heard it, as if he was talking to himself.

The mixed voice of men and women sounded again, and only he could hear it: "It's okay, he has collapsed, kill him."

The "kill him" here naturally means killing him in the nightmare.

When Qin Feng collapsed, it was his weakest time, and Chi Xiao could easily kill him at this time.

Chi Xiao nodded, watching Qin Feng lying on the ground like a dead dog after being punched and kicked by the servants.

He stared at the moon in the sky with empty eyes, as if he had lost his vitality.

Chi Xiao chuckled: "A mortal bone becomes a god? That's all."