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My name is Zhang Ergou.

I am Zhang Ergou in the third dream.

I know the dream here is going to shatter.

I know better that everything in front of me is about to be destroyed. Even though the ghost market is extremely powerful, the sound from my heart is constantly hitting my nerves.

"You did everything and couldn't stop everything from happening."

Looking at the group of immortal people around me who were still laughing with me, I felt it was necessary to do something.

I told them about my worries and told them that the ghost market was about to face a catastrophe, but what I got was some perfunctory answers.

I have tried reporting to the senior executives of the Ghost Market, and even directly used my own lives to ensure the authenticity of my words.

But no one believed me.

I found my father.

I wanted to persuade him to leave together, although I knew he might be like everyone else, but I just thought I was too delusional. After all, the ghost market where I am is extremely powerful, and ten years have passed since the dream has been running, and the ghost market has become the only master of the entire world.

There will be no enemy who dares to provoke the ghost market, and there will be no one who can threaten the ghost market.

And the moment I met my father, I couldn't say a word.

Because my father's body was covered with ominous cracks.

At this moment, I finally understood what this dream was shattered, or the real fear in my heart was finally coming in this dream.

"Leave." The father said with his own initiative.

"Leave? I want you to go with me!"

The father smiled and did not answer.

"Please, come with me!" The great fear that arose in my heart swallowed my reason. Even if I knew it was a dream, I didn't want to...I don't want to wake up like this.

"I'm sorry." The father suddenly said.

I clenched his sleeves, and looked at the increasingly dense cracks on his body, and my eyes were a little lost.

I don't understand why he said that.

"I am too wishful thinking and never considered your idea." My father touched my head and said seriously, "You are just Zhang Ergou, but you are not Zhang Wuji. I am determined to make you stronger, so I ignore whether this forced life is what you want.

Don’t mention the name Zhang Wuji again in the future. You are just Zhang Ergou, and you will always be Zhang Ergou.”

I stared at my father in a daze.

As the cracks on the other person's body became clearer, as the light that was about to burst into the cracks, as the dream disappeared as his father's figure disappeared.

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When all three dreams disappeared, Zhang Ergou found himself in a chaotic place. The pain from the outside made him feel more and more profound, but the pain in his heart overwhelmed all this.

He has always been sober.

Just don't want to face it.

But now...

"Is he really my father..." Zhang Ergou stroked a ring that appeared on his finger.

"A thought I've been intercepted before." The voice came from the ring.

It's a poisonous old man.

It was also Qin Fan, who took the initiative to play the role of his grandfather in the arrangement of his fate plan, but after one script, the grandfather turned into a spiritual body. As Qin Fan's strength became stronger and stronger, this spiritual body could be condensed into the incarnation of his thoughts.

He could not resist Murong Fu, who was in the Dharma Realm, but he could take advantage of Zhang Guchen's poison to break out and leave a thought to put it in this ring for nourishment.

Originally, Qin Fan tried to use the Nirvana golden flame to resurrect him, but he could not achieve complete recovery with only one thought. Therefore, after communicating with him, Zhang Guchen thought it was necessary to say something to Zhang Ergou.

This thought can only support him to do this.

"What he wants to convey has been conveyed. You can continue to build a beautiful dream and fall into it. No one forces you to face reality. The reason why this dream is broken is that your consciousness is resistant."

"Why should I resist all this I long for?"

Zhang Ergou asked in a low voice.

Qin Fan sighed and replied.

"Probably, you still have things to be done."

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My name is Zhang Wuji.

No scruples.

I do have one more important thing that has not been completed.

And now it's time to end it all.

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Inside the city of Nether Buddha.

Looking at Zhang Wuji standing in the air, Murong Fu immediately activated all his skills and used his best move again. He saw the black rules flowing around him, and there were also sword energy rising together!

The next moment, thousands of sword energy formed a ferocious tyrannosaurus and slapped them with great force!

Black-level Buddha·Shenhe Sword Qi·Gianlong King's Landing!

Zhang Wuji looked at the evil dragon condensed by the sword intent and swallowed him towards him without expression. He silently raised his right palm, and the infinite light burned out the golden red flame that attracted people. After the extreme compression, it gathered into a giant energy spirit bullet!

Jiuyang Thunderbolt!

After he waved it casually, the evil dragon was instantly destroyed!

At the same time, the golden red light that emerged from all directions enveloped Murong Fu's lower body. After Zhang Wuji snapped his fingers, the bursting holy flame began to burn his body, making Murong Fu scream even more.

It hurts! It hurts so much!

Another extreme pain belonging to a man. Compared to the last time Fang Yunhua directly cut off his three limbs, this holy flame invaded his cortex and destroyed every cell!

He could clearly feel that his body was calcined into slag bit by bit.

Even if he activates the Yijin Sutra with all his strength, the newly emerging black Buddha power was completely suppressed by the increasingly dazzling light around him!

Murong Fu looked at Zhang Wuji in anger and fear. His lower body could no longer act except for the extreme burning pain. The vitality he could grasp at this moment was to secretly pinch his sword finger and launch a surprise attack in time while the other party was relaxed!

However, the next second, Zhang Wuji popped out two hot sword energy, and the target pointed directly at Murong Fu's arms!
Chapter completed!