"Quick, quick, quick! Search every place, you losers!"
A mortal general on horseback shouted angrily at the surrounding soldiers.
This force, which had not been trained much, also took action quickly.
Search door to door, every corner of Doll Street.
If their eyes weren't still blind, it would be hard to tell that these guys were sleepwalking.
"Currently, we can only control three thousand low-level units. Some are too few."
On the roof of the tallest wooden building on Doll Street, the Wisteria Demon, who had transformed into a human form, was standing there quietly, overlooking the entire area.
In his mind, a large spider that looked like a colorful bubble was entangled in a large web woven from dream threads.
In the middle of that big net, there is a big colorful cocoon tightly tied up, and the soul of the real owner of the Wisteria Demon is tied up in it, dreaming his spring and autumn dream.
And this dream web has eight main lines extending outward, and each main line is connected to another spider web, which keeps expanding outward.
And each of these extended spider webs has a prey tied to it.
The spider webs extending out may be large or small, far more than three thousand.
Among them were a large number of descendants of the Purple Vine Demon, as well as a significant number of mortal residents of the City of Vain.
Jiang Li walked along and pulled all the mortals in a large area into a dream.
The dead don't need to eat anyway, so wouldn't it be a better choice to let them escape the quagmire of war and enjoy the dream of eternal peace?
Just enough to provide him with a little more dream energy.
Among the tens of thousands of dream spider webs moving around, there is also a smaller colorful spider crawling around on the web.
They are diligently collecting the power of dreams, and will adjust some unstable dreams at any time.
They are also the limit of the number of sleepwalking puppets that Jiang Li can control.
Unfortunately, so far, there are only three thousand of these little spiders in total.
His dream ability is based on the combination of dream talent and Guanyin Heart Sutra.
It seems to be influenced by the Guanyin Heart Sutra, which is particularly related to the number three thousand.
At the beginning, Jiang Li only had one dream spider, which was the largest dream clone.
Jiang Li personally took action before and used the power of dreams to control Ziteng Demon Shipan and his entire tribe.
By feeding on the power of their dreams, the dream clones are constantly dividing their daughter bodies.
A dream clone can create an additional 3,000 sub-bodies, which can be used to control weaker souls.
Now the three thousand sub-bodies are full, and they are working hard to accumulate energy, but so far, it is not enough to separate the second dream clone.
The sleepwalking puppets that can be controlled have been temporarily restricted.
Jiang Li entered the inner city to look for the ancestors of Dazhongshan.
So I sent out the dream clone that controlled the Wisteria Demon to look for the Mingshan Grandma.
While that person is weak, you might be able to find something useful in her.
For example, the yellow spring water she had accumulated over the years, or the clues about the roots of the ancient Nine Netherwood trees.
Three thousand sleepwalking puppets can't be considered too many. Although this Doll Street is called a street, it is still a quite large area.
He ran down the streets one after another without stopping. After spending a lot of time, one of the sub-bodies finally discovered the suspicious target.
The purple vine demon transformed into a purple escaping light and rushed to the scene. Three thousand mortal soldiers also surrounded it from all directions, holding weapons that were of little use and approaching little by little.
Surrounded by them was a well that was constantly wailing and crying.
In other parts of Doll Street, there are children crawling everywhere, and they are so crowded that there is almost no place to stay.
There was only one child near this well. There must be something terrifying inside.
Several mortal soldiers cautiously stepped forward to investigate, but just as they poked their heads out, before they could see clearly what was under the well, hundreds of black threads emerged from the well, piercing their bodies and pulling them all in.
into the well.
Then a ball of pale flame burst out from the mouth of the well, and the few soldiers who were pulled into the well immediately turned into white light and were recovered by the City of Wasted Death.
Several of Jiang Li's dream children were completely burned by the white flames before they had time to escape from them.
In the distance, Jiang Li, who was walking in the inner city of Fusui City, suddenly stopped.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of Doll Street with a very bad expression.
"Is it the white ghost lamp Lengyan!?"
With just a brief feeling, he knew that the white flame coming out of the dry well was exactly the one he had taken away by Grandma Mingshan.
How could it be burning there?
Did the seal break accidentally, or... did someone do it on purpose?
"Shi Pan! You are still sincere! You came to see grandma! The other guys must have run away when they saw that grandma was not here."
"When grandma goes back, we can take care of them slowly."
A cold voice, accompanied by a figure, slowly rose up from the ancient well.
"Shi Pan, you're not here to kill grandma, are you?"
The person who came up from the well called herself grandma. The red spot on her face was much smaller than it was not long ago.
The cold flame of the pale ghost lamp did not burn anywhere else, but only burned around the red spot on the face. Some things were burned away by the cold flame, and the red spot was shrinking bit by bit.
This person knew about them, and there was still that mark on his face, but the Purple Vine Demon couldn't identify it immediately when he looked at the person in front of him.
Whether it's voice, body shape, or appearance, this person is completely different from the Mingshan Grandma in my impression.
Because the man who rose up from the well was actually a man!
Could it be that Grandma Mingshan is actually a cross-dressing boss?
Wait, it’s that red spot!
Jiang Li suddenly remembered that during the full moon banquet, Grandma Mingshan seemed to have some masculine features on her face after she was attacked, and he immediately thought of the key.
The red spot on the other person's face is by no means simply ugly, but something more important, affecting the key to this "grandma's" sanity.
Each time the erythema gets bigger, his obsession becomes deeper, his rationality becomes less clear, and his appearance becomes more feminine.
The smaller the erythema, the more masculine he will look like today.
He is using the ghost lamp and cold flame to eliminate the red spots on his face!
We must not let him succeed easily!
Jiang Li's body made a remote secret and immediately controlled the ghost lamp to extinguish it coldly.
At the same time, the wisteria demon controlled by the dream clone immediately collapsed into a field and scattered wisteria, and fled further away.
"Grandma" Mingshan found that the white flame on her face began to shrink rapidly and was about to be extinguished. She had no time to care about the purple vine demon that was trying to escape.
Immediately activate the Nine Ghost Qi and pour it into the flame, trying to prevent the cold flame of the ghost lamp from extinguishing.
But the best fuel for this kind of ghost lamp and cold flame has lost its effect this time.
It only slowed down slightly, but the pale flame still disappeared firmly.
As soon as the flames disappeared, the red spots covering the face immediately started to expand again.
After falling short, the male Grandma Mingshan's face immediately showed an extremely angry and resentful expression.
He was in a trance for a while. He finally suppressed the red spots temporarily and managed to stay awake. His figure immediately disappeared from where he was.
The next moment, hundreds of houses in Wawa Street collapsed at the same time.
In the center of the collapse, Mingshan's "Grandma"'s withered palm pinned the fleeing Wisteria Demon's body to the ground.
"My most sincere Wisteria Demon, why do you run away as soon as you see grandma?"
The withered vine was firmly grasped by the palm, and even after twisting and struggling with all its strength, it had no effect at all.
The difference in strength between the two was really too big, so he could only calm down. He did not summon the descendants of the vines that were scattered everywhere, but the withered vines twisted back into a human form.
"Are you really Grandma Mingshan?"
"My eyes were too slow to recognize my grandma in time. Please forgive me!"
Being choked by such a powerful ghost, Jiang Li's soul did not dare to invest in it. He could only remotely control it and let the dream clone adapt to changes.
In this situation, he could only submit.
After all, the gender has changed, so it’s understandable to say that you didn’t recognize it.
But the eyes of this grandma Mingshan who had changed her gender still shone with danger.
"Hmph, my most sincere Wisteria Demon, can you tell me why the white flame went out as soon as you appeared!"
"You must have done it with your hands and feet!"
"You must have been the one who attacked grandma at the full moon banquet!"
Jiang Li's face became even more gloomy.
Just now, in order to prevent Grandma Mingshan from clearing the red spots, she acted too hastily.
The other party is not a fool. After a little contact with what happened at the full moon banquet, he can naturally figure it out.
Fortunately, this time Jiang Li just let the dream clone control the wisteria demon to search for it.
If his body was also inside the vine, his life would be in danger right now.
Caught by that ghost hand, a cold breath invaded the withered vines, causing the dream of the wisteria monster to fluctuate violently, as if it was about to break free from the dream and wake up at any time.
Even when he was crossing Beiyin Mountain from birth to death, this guy had no intention of waking up, which shows how much pain he endured during this rock climb.
"Tell grandma, what is the name of that flame?"
"Give me that flame, and grandma will spare your life! Not only that, grandma can also help you become a real demon king!"
With coercion and inducement, Grandma Mingshan's hand continued to increase in strength, and she was about to cut off the withered vine directly before her eyes.
Jiang Li has already taken control of the dream clone and escaped to other vines.
But at this moment, the ground beneath Doll Street suddenly trembled, and a terrifying force suddenly appeared beneath the land.
A black palm burst out of the ground in an instant, grabbed Mingshan Granny and the wisteria demon stone climber, and pulled them downwards.
Come and stay with us!
I'm so lonely! So cold!
Be with me!
Let me taste your flesh! Just one piece!
Come down and join us!
Countless faces emerged from that black hand, biting and biting madly, dragging Grandma Mingshan and the Wisteria Demon down to the ground.
Such a big movement can be observed from far away.
Jiang Li tapped his toes and jumped to the roof of a nearby wooden building. The surrounding area was already full of other monks watching the fun.
"It's that power!"
Jiang Li recognized it with just one glance. It was the powerful energy he had encountered underground in the city when he tried to escape.
Fortunately, he didn't rush in before, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Huh, there's a new guy here who dares to take action in the city. He really doesn't know how to live or die!"
"You are still restless after death. You deserve to suffer more!"
Next to Jiang Li, several monks watching the theater looked at the huge black hand sticking out from the distance and said something disdainful.
Such things are not surprising to them.
It turns out that even though we took action inside the City of Fushou, no one was in charge.
But if you strike too hard and destroy the buildings and terrain in the city, you will immediately be hit by this kind of thunder.
With that kind of strength, it's hard to say whether even an Earth Immortal can save his life. And it seems that the price of such a death will be even heavier.
Everyone is dead, and no one can really kill anyone.
If you damage the environment, you will be severely punished. No wonder this place looks so harmonious on the surface.
Combined with the previous exploration using his good listening ears, he also had some guesses about the source of that huge power.
The people who live in the City of Wasted Death are the dead who have not yet completed their life expectancy.
In ancient times, after those who died in vain spent their life here, they would continue on the road to hell, pass the trial of the underworld, and enter the six paths of reincarnation.
But now, the entire underworld is in pieces. Where should those souls who have spent their life go?
It is very likely that it will sink into the ground, stay under the city forever, and become one of that mass of things.
Since the spiritual energy was revived, it has been accumulating until now. The number of dead souls accumulated under the City of Vain Death is simply unimaginable.
Over there, the black palm suddenly exploded.
The "Grandma" of Mingshan who is superior to the Demon King is indeed not so easy to catch.
But just for being caught for a moment, "he" also paid a heavy price.
Dozens of black souls, like eels, bit holes one after another in the body of "Grandma" in Mingshan Mountain, twisting their bodies, and they were already halfway in.
You must know that the original bodies of these souls are not all ordinary mortals.
There are also quite a few transformed gods and even earthly immortals, and even stronger beings.
They are fully capable of breaking through the defense of Grandma Mingshan.
Grandma quickly stretched out her hand to pull, but these things broke off as soon as she pulled them. The half left in the body immediately penetrated deeper, biting and swimming away.
If these things penetrate the body, even the "grandma" of Mingshan will be in bad luck.
However, the weak strength of the purple vine demon, which is only equivalent to the level of a god after ignoring the increase in the group, has no resistance to this.
The withered vines were full of holes from top to bottom, and hundreds of insects had bitten through the body and got in.
In the sea of consciousness, one black bug after another landed on the spider web woven by the threads of the dream, and in a short period of time, it had torn the spider web into pieces.
Some bugs rushed towards the dream clone entrenched in the center of the spider web, while more bugs followed the connected spider threads and began to invade other dream spider webs.
If these insects were allowed to eat his dream clone, it would even be possible to follow the spider threads and find Jiang Li's dream.
Jiang Li suddenly regretted his decision to bring Grandma Mingshan to the City of Fusi. This uncontrollable guy is really a pig teammate!