Looking at Zilong's dissatisfaction, the ghost continued:

"I tell you, on the sword path, Mu Jianfeng has been around forever, and Yan Zhenzi has come today. In addition, Chen Liuwu, the owner of Zhufeng Liudian, I only recognize these three people. Even if I brag about the other things, as long as I don't see the real person, I don't believe it."

Feeling the prejudice of the Great Prophecy in the Ghost's words, Zilong immediately did not argue. According to Zilong's understanding of the Ghost, he guessed that it must be that the Great Prophecy of the Ghost had provoked the Great Buddha of the Ghost.

But Zilong thought again that as a monster, Ghost should not be able to participate in the Dao Enlightenment Competition. Could it be that... Could it be that the master mentioned by Ghost from time to time had suffered some unfair treatment in the Dao Enlightenment Competition? Zilong was guessing.

"Then let's go and see."

After saying that, Zilong stood up, stretched, greeted Xiaoka, and began to continue his journey back.

Zilong didn't know why ghosts had such a strong prejudice against the Dao Competition. Zilong only knew that in his memory, his father's sword was invincible...

Zilong did not continue to use the insect poison pill on the way back, but instead summoned Zhu Feng Liuwu and fought back side by side with Xiao Ka.

Zilong thought to himself that since he had already obtained the medicinal materials, he would not need to be so anxious. It would be better to take this opportunity to take out the sword and hone his sword skills in the terrifying forest. Besides, Zilong had only two insect poison pills left, and he was really reluctant to use it...

At noon on the fifth day after Ding Lei was poisoned, Zilong, who had fought bloody battles, finally returned to Ding Lei with her medicinal herbs.

With the help of Huang Dou and Bo Jinhai, Zilong boiled medicine for Ding Lei and applied an injection. Finally, he relieved the poison on Ding Lei before the toxicity deteriorated.

After doing this, Zilong, who was so tired that he was almost exhausted, fell down as soon as he touched it. After a few breaths, he hugged Xiaoka and entered a deep sleep.

Huang Dou and Bo Jinhai looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled, and then took care of Ding Lei and lay beside Zilong.

Huang Dou and Bo Jinhai sat cross-legged on both sides of Zilong and Ding Lei, alerting the two of them.

During this awakening, Zilong had a very strange dream.

In his dream, he was in a world that was slightly different from that of today.

Zilong stood on the edge of a cliff, and a vast aura rushed towards him. Zilong's intuition told him that this was the original world of ancient times.

Zilong looked down and his confused eyes opened the size of a copper bell for a moment, and he was suddenly stunned.

Zilong saw an extremely terrifying scene.

The broken arms and limbs under the cliff are messy, humans and aliens, but more are various monsters that Zilong cannot call out. The bodies of these monsters are huge, with broken fangs and rhinoceros horns piled up, broken wings, spines crossed randomly, and blood of various colors intersected, constantly filling the gaps in the depression... dense, layered, corpses spread all over the field, and blood flowed into a sea...

It is so miserable that it is fierce that it touches Zilong's eyes and shocks Zilong's heart.

Zilong was so scared that he staggered and fell down, and Meng woke up.

I saw Zilong sitting up from the ground sweating profusely until he saw the surrounding scenery and Xiaoka and Ding Lei that he realized that he was just dreaming.

Zilong rubbed his slightly painful head. After thinking for a while, he felt something was wrong.

Because the dream just now was so real.

The real Zilong can recall almost all the details, and the real Zilong can even clearly remember his perceptions now.

Visually, realistic, eye-catching, shocking.

Hearingly, the wind whistles, the stones roll, and the sand sways.

In smell, the smell surrounds, the smell of blood, the smell of rotten breath...

With such real memories and feelings, Zilong was a little dazed. He didn't know why he had such a strange dream, and everything in the dream was so real.

Looking at Zilong's slightly ugly face, Ding Lei, who was no longer in trouble, leaned over and asked Zilong with concern:

"Brother Zilong, you look so tired. You should lie down and sleep for a while. I'll help you protect the Dharma."

Looking at Ding Lei's worried face, Zilong hurriedly shook his head. He patted his face, then stood up from the ground with a slap in his butt.

Zilong put away his thoughts, scratched his head and said with a smile:

"Brother Ding, I'm fine, I'm fine anymore. Now it's more than enough to kill a demon bull with one punch."

After saying that, Zilong jumped into the air and performed a thousand-thousand-divide kick to Ding Lei in the air. Zilong kicked four consecutive kicks in the air instantly, which made Ding Lei look sideways. He just believed that Zilong was fine.

Then Huang Dou and Bo Jinhai returned from hunting, and Zilong and Ding Lei hurriedly stepped forward to help. Soon, everyone barbecued meat and picnics in the terrifying forest, drank smoke and filled their stomachs... However, except for the ghost in the Black Ring, Zilong did not find anything.

That was about half a quarter of an hour before and after Zilong woke up, a faint light lit up on his belly and back. The ghost clearly remembered that this was the seal formation left by the old man Gongsun on Zilong when he was in Changshan that day.

But although the ghost noticed it, it didn't care much. After all, it didn't know what Zilong had dreamed...

Everyone had enough food and drink. After resting for a while, the four men and two beasts followed their previous formation and walked towards the end of the terrifying forest.

However, everyone's actions this time were far less silly than before. They were afraid that Siqi would come to the door again, and all of them would hide the fluctuations of the source energy to the greatest extent.

Although Huang Dou and others did not possess the Divine Pearl like Zilong, nor were they born with magical bloodlines like Xiao Ka, nor were they like the elixir source blocked like Bo Jinhai, and could not emit any fluctuations in the source air, but they could not suppress the fluctuations in the source air and pretended to be a second- and third-level monk.

In this case, even if Siqi is determined to find them, it is not as simple as before. Moreover, Zilong believes that as long as their luck is not too bad, at least before leaving the terrifying forest, they should not encounter Siqi again.

Ran Zilong didn't know that Siqi had no time to care about them at this time. Siqi used his only remaining left hand to slaughter a fifth-level overlord monster in the terrifying forest. He occupied the monster's nest and has been in it for five days to recuperate and recover from his injuries.

Although Siqi, who often licked blood on the tip of a knife, dared not say that he knew much medical skills, his ability to save himself was also excellent. He used the medicine he had always kept with him to treat the wound on his broken arm, eliminated the burns, and stopped the blood flow. Now, except for the deficiency of qi and blood, there is no other serious injury.

At this time, Siqi was tearing the flesh of the fifth-level wolf monster he killed with one hand. He forked the wolf meat with a knife, put it on the fire and roasted it casually for a while, then put it in his mouth and chewed it in his mouth...

After wrapping his belly, Siqi threw the body of the fifth-level wolf monster deep in the cave. He walked out of the cave and leaned quietly down with a dead tree root nearby.

Siqi looked up at the sky, then looked down at her right arm no longer existed, and then closed her eyes with a bitter brow.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Siqi opened his eyes again, the solemnity in his eyes and the bitterness on his face had faded a lot.

From the moment Siqi stepped into the killer path, he had already figured out what his worst ending would be. If retiring from his broken arm was his last destination, then for him, such an ending could even be said to be a blessing in disguise.

Thinking of this, Siqi's face, which was still bitter just now, had a mysterious smile.

However, he quickly shook his head.

Siqi held the back of his head with his left hand and lay directly on the ground.

A rare softness appeared in his always cold eyes. He looked up at the birds and birds that seemed to be free and slowly flying by in the air, and muttered to himself:

"How great would it be if the left hand was broken..."

"I'm a left-handed, haha..."

Just as Siqi's eyes wandered away from birds and birds flying through the air from time to time, without any warning, the last moment was harmless, and the birds gliding above their heads suddenly dived down. Their speed became faster and faster, and the short burst speed could not even catch up with the sound. Four birds launched a thunderous surprise attack on Siqi.

It turned out that these birds had been hovering in the air for a long time. They knew that the place where Siqi stayed was originally the nest of a fifth-level wolf monster, which they dared not provoke. But a human race appeared here, which surprised the four birds. After observing, they judged that the fifth-level wolf monster might not be at home.

And this human who looks "stupid" can be used as their lunch.

However, Siqi, who was lying quietly on the ground, saw this sudden scene in his eyes, but his face was unchanged, and his eyes were even more turbulent, without a trace of panic or surprise.

From a height of nearly a thousand meters to the front of Siqi, the four birds took less than a breath.

However, Siqi killed these four birds faster, just in the blink of an eye!

In the blink of an eye, Siqi's body suddenly burst out. The blade of his left hand, the cold light and murderous intent in his eyes were instantly revealed. His skillful rotating wrists hit all four birds in a row, and they all hit the vital points!

The sharp blade in Siqi's left hand disappeared at some point. He twisted his neck, bent over slightly, and left here while stepping on the corpse of the bird.

"Fortunately, I broke my right hand..."

The cold light flashed in Siqi's eyes. He left the nest of the fifth-level overlord monster and left the rare quiet area in the terrifying forest.

He entered the forest alone, holding a sharp blade in his hand, and carried out special training in the forest. He wanted to train himself with all kinds of monsters in the terrifying forest so that he could adapt to the body of his right hand as soon as possible and restore to his previous speed and flexibility.

Four and seven, a bloody storm broke out in the terrifying forest...
Chapter completed!