The emerald green creature that had not exchanged the pseudo-origin treasure set its sights on True Lord Wanmeng and said, "Has Sir Wanmeng condensed the Dream Beads again recently?"

Under Chen Lin's surprised gaze, Lord Wanmeng took out a small black box from his storage bag and opened it gently, revealing five round beads the size of peanuts.

"I've condensed five of them in total. I don't need the nightmare coins this time. I'll pack the five together and trade them for an exorcism stone!"

The voice of Lord Wanmeng sounded faintly.

Several people who laid their eyes on the box frowned, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with this condition.

The emerald green creature also sneered and said: "Why, your scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain. Now you are going out to hunt Luo monsters. You are not afraid of turning into a monster again?"

"There's no point in being afraid."

True Lord Wanmeng sighed and said: "If I don't give it a try now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to bet in the future."

These words made everyone look grim and ugly.

At this time, the snow-white man said: "The news about the great projection of the heavens was probably from you, but is it accurate?"

Zhenjun Wanmeng looked blank and did not answer immediately. Instead, he glanced at Chen Lin.

Chen Lin immediately understood that the identity of this snow-white man was unusual, which made True Lord Wanmeng very afraid and did not dare to answer easily.
Chapter completed!