After looking at the old man who was sleeping for a while, Mu Shaoan was a little embarrassed. He now knew that the old man must have fallen into a deep dream, but how could he enter his dream and who would protect his body? If a nursing staff came in during this process, even if he didn't die, he would not get any benefits.

"No, there is no such complete preparation. It has already paid a considerable price to get such clues by yourself. And it is too late. Just a little risk, what's there to hesitate? Soldiers are so fast, and you can kill all the way."

Mu Shaoan thought about it and had already made a decision, and he loved whoever he wanted. With a click, he pulled out the sky spear and inserted it on the ground. Then he took a few steps forward, stretched out his hands, and opened the old man's two eyelids.

He doesn't understand any method of dreaming, nor does he have any equipment to enter the dream, but he still understands the minimum truth.

At this time, the old man opened his eyelids, and the old guy did not respond at all. Then Mu Shaoan glanced at the time, at midnight at 18:12 seconds.

That's now.

Concentrating the mental power in both eyes, Mu Shaoan's eyes looked deep into the vicissitudes of aging and unsightly eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

It was embarrassing to have no response.

Mu Shaoan blinked again and thought for a while. It shouldn't be. His eyes that condensed the passivation power of his mind are absolutely terrifying.

"Um!"

A few seconds later, Mu Shaoan had a sudden inspiration and reached out to pick out two fake pupils from the old man's eyes. These bastards are really unique.

But at this moment, the special fake pupils were pulled down, and the old man's body began to tremble violently, and he looked like he was about to wake up.

"Hmph, it's actually an alarm device, but unfortunately everything is too late."

Mu Shaoan snorted coldly, instantly rubbed his fake pupils, and at the same time, he was aligned with the old man's eyes again. In an instant, he felt that his passivation mental power was consumed extremely quickly, and only the last little was left in a few seconds.

At this time, he also felt that his eyes turned dark. When he opened his eyes again, there was a brand new world in front of him.

This is an endless desert, with the scorching sun hanging in the sky, and the sand on the ground is hot, and there is no building, no people, nothing.

"Oh my uncle, the person who designed dreams for the old man is a master. He actually left such a trap in the first level of dreams. If it weren't for my imperfect mental power, I would almost become an idiot."

Mu Shaoan cursed angrily. A lot of things happened just now. His opponents were very clever. They built many layers of dreams in the old man's dream, but then pulled a ladder to erase the first layer of dreams, and then supported them with a frame. From the picture, it is the difference between a plan and a three-dimensional rendering.

The advantage of doing this is that it can ensure the safety of the subsequent layers of dreams and will not collapse. However, if there are still outsiders who want to enter this dream, they must recharge their mental power for the dreams in this framework and completely make up for the world.

This is a whole world. If there is no special channel, it is estimated that only the mental power of the ss-level magician can recharge the entire dream world.

Therefore, this trap is dangerous and mandatory.

Mu Shaoan's passive mental power was instantly absorbed by 99%. If it weren't for the particularity of the passive mental power, he would have forced him to leave a little, and he would have really been caught and turned into an idiot and a vegetable in an instant.

Only by relying on this last bit of dull mental power can Mu Shaoan successfully stand in this first level of dream.

Next, he didn't know the direction and walked forward quickly. The desert in this dream cannot be infinite, and it must be based on the memory of the old man. So what he wants to find now is the old man sleeping in a corner of this world.

Of course, a fierce battle is inevitable.

In fact, as Mu Shaoan expected, he crossed the 300-kilometer desert in less than half an hour, and then he could see the oasis on the edge of the desert with that magical outfit.

"Turkish? Arabs? I should have thought of it. This should be the dream of the Crusades during the 12th century AD. It was precisely the time when humans were very active around the world. The Southern Song Dynasty in the East, the Jin Dynasty established by the Jurchens, the Western Xia Dynasty established by the Dangxiang people, and the Western Liao Dynasty established by Yelu Dashi. As for the Mongolians in the north of the desert, the Mongols in Tibet, the Flower Sword Model in Central Asia, the Dasai Erju Dynasty, the Byzantine Empire, etc., Yue Fei, Saladin, the Lion Heart King, Temujin, and Yelu Dashi are all great men of the generation. Such a huge dream, although it is just a dream, the spiritual power that needs to be built is also an astronomical number."

"With so many character scenes, how could I find the sleeping old man in a short time? Even if I find it, I am afraid it will be too late. Fortunately, as a Dharma breaker, I don't need to pay attention to so much! That old man is time to solidify history."

Mu Shaoan murmured to himself, watching the group of Arab masked robbers rushing towards him on horseback, waving their machetes...

Ten minutes later, under the super violent and reckless destruction of Mu Shaoan, the first dream collapsed very simply.

That's right, it just collapses, and this result means that the old man's soul will be trapped in the deepest dreams or die forever.

And those dream killers who threaten the old man will have no way out. When the dream completely collapses, that is, their souls will die.

As for himself, as long as his dull mental power can always maintain a little, he will be able to escape unstoppable. After all, this is not his main dream world.

At this time, in this dream world, huge cracks spread to the distance, and the second dream world began to appear in the cracks. The collapse of the first layer would take some time, which was enough.

Ten minutes later, the second dream began to collapse, and gradually revealed the world of the third dream. This feeling of destruction was very pleasant.

At this time, the dream killers finally couldn't sit still and stopped Mu Shaoan when he stepped into the third level of dreams.

"Who are you? How come you show up here?"

"Hey, everyone, don't you think the sentence you asked is too stupid?"

"Kill him, we still have a chance to make up for the loopholes in the collapse!"

"Hahaha!"

Mu Shaoan laughed loudly. The battle in the dream is actually worthless. Killing the opponent is meaningless, and destroying the dream is the most important thing.

So he was too lazy to fight with these dream killers, but just followed the cracks in the second dream world and led it to the third level, and then continued to expand it, and eventually led the collapse to the fourth level until the old man was found.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Mu Shaoan stopped destroying because he discovered that the third dream had only collapsed for half, and he actually began to repair himself, along with the second level of collapse and the first level that was about to completely collapse.

"What the hell is this?"

Mu Shaoan suddenly felt a very inappropriate feeling in his heart.

Then, he saw a familiar person, Rosacea, but at this moment he was no longer a bit sloppy, and his body was covered with a blazing paladin suit, which was even more majestic and domineering than the Emperor.

Mom, why didn’t you bypass this terrible guy?

"I don't care who you are or how you came here, but I will send him to hell with any major event that dares to destroy me!"
Chapter completed!