Different Dimension Game

Pan Hao swallowed, and he vaguely thought of a method...

When he thought of this method, his whole body trembled.

Once again, there is a faint streamer, overflowing from the land in all directions, covering the child's whole body.

He didn't know what this streamer meant.

It may be merit, or it may be something like the will of the world...

Yes, at this moment, his whole body was shaking violently, sweating profusely, adrenaline was surging continuously, and his beating heart made him fall into a state of unprecedented panic.

He himself didn't know why.

Even if there isn't too much danger around... He didn't foresee any danger.

"Have you seen that tree?" Wang Hao used his right hand again, pointing in one direction.

"That is the big tree that Li Xianfeng turned into. It is a special anchor used by the Gorefiend to invade this well."

"But the tree was actually toppled, which shows that yesterday's battle was extremely fierce. The strongest monster in the village, the tree, was also forcibly killed."

"Have you seen a magical fruit on a branch?"

"That's the remnant of the gorefiend's power."

"Bring that fruit over with a dagger."

Pan Hao didn't dare to resist, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, threw the dagger again, and roared, "Come on!"

The dagger pierced the fruit with precision and brought it back.

Wang Hao took the fruit.

It looks like a red-orange persimmon, containing extremely terrifying vitality.

Turning his head, he explained with a smile again: "If I eat this fruit, I will also become a tree, and I will be anchored by the Gorefiend."

"The Gorefiend will subtly affect my body."

"But the price to pay is that there will be symptoms of confusion."

"I drink the water first, and then eat the fruit. In this way, my soul is anchored by the spirit demon; my body is anchored by the blood demon."

"I myself will be the main battlefield for these two demon gods."

"I turned into a tree, blocked the well, and had to be attacked by outsiders. Those outsiders also need well water, which is equivalent to the Gorefiend weakening himself, hey."

"The multi-party prisoner's game is still going on."

Pan Hao was confused, but he seemed to understand a little bit, and his voice became louder: "You still haven't defeated them, still haven't! You just... turned yourself into the main battlefield. The battle between these two guys. , is still going on.”

"Yes, I didn't defeat them." Wang Hao said confidently, "However, they can't give up on me, they will only keep strengthening me."

"You have to believe in the power of later generations! Lao Pan."

"In the next 40 years of evolution, I will be the strongest anchor here. I am the key space node where the two inferior demon gods compete with each other."

"The Gorefiend controls me and will control the well as well; the Spirit Demon controls me and will guard its own well, so both of them will continue to strengthen their strength and fight to the end, no one will be able to back down."

"This is - the battle for anchoring!"

"The aliens may attack me, or they may kill each other and sacrifice to obtain a small amount of well water."

"These well waters will be deliberately given by the spirit demon. I believe it has the wisdom to kill ten soldiers with one peach, and constantly let the blood demon weaken the blood demon."

"These are weird, they won't jump into the sea easily when they see the words on the door."

"The sea will not be completely taken away by the Gorefiend."

"And later people, as long as they remove the strongest anchor of mine, which has been continuously strengthened, these two demon gods who have fought all their lives will sink at the same time."

"So, my goal will eventually be achieved."

Pan Hao was silent.

He... was terribly frightened.

In his perception, the child in front of him was surrounded by a faint stream of light.

This seems to be the sound of the whole world saying goodbye to children.

"That's it, don't worry."

Under Pan Hao's blank eyes, Wang Hao drank a drop of well water from the ancient well.

The effect of this well water is so powerful! The power of the soul was suddenly enhanced at this moment.

The picture in front of him suddenly became clear.

Taoyuan Village has never been so clear, the white fog dissipated, and he could even see a little bit of dust in the air.

There was a rustling murmur in his ears, like Sanskrit, like chanting scriptures, which may be a sign of being anchored by spirits and demons.

Wang Hao smiled slightly, ignoring the ravings in his mind, and strode towards the temple.

Sure enough, with the help of well water, all kinds of strange things that have a fatal attraction to humans can already be easily resisted.

"Is there really no other way?!"

Pan Hao yelled from behind, the pores in his body shrank.

A panic, worse than the fear of death, took over his mind.

He had absolutely no idea why he was so panicked.

Obviously everything was successful, obviously everything was as expected!

Obviously, he can leave! Get out of this **** world!

This panic became stronger and stronger, and the tsunami that was overwhelming like a tidal wave completely drowned him.

Pan Hao has never been so panicked.

"At the bottom of the river opposite Ganlu Temple, there is a box of treasures!" Wang Hao waved his hand. "The bottom of the river is no longer weird. Take the treasure and leave alone!"

"By the way, go to the imperial capital early to buy a few courtyard houses. Daxia will be the fastest growing country in the future!"

"Thank you, Pan Hao!"

"Oh, by the way, don't contact Heiyiwei too early, just wait patiently for 40 years. I'm afraid that if you say it too early, there will be a butterfly effect. Do you understand? Wait patiently for 40 years!"

Pan Hao clenched his fists, his lips trembled a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Hao walked to the well and picked up the persimmon-like fruit.

A prompt pops up in front of you:

This may be caused by spirits.

Spirits and demons can directly interfere with human will.

"This is the spirit demon instructing me to purify these strange things? It wants to devour the power of the blood demon? Okay, I agree to your request."

Wang Hao picked up a small bucket by the well and salvaged more well water.

He collected the messy plant fruits one by one.

Pour well water over the fruit.

In a short moment, the two sides had a chemical reaction, and a thick red mist spurted out of these fruits.

This mass of red fog seemed to have strong vitality, and kept squirming, trying to pollute Wang Hao himself.

It's just a pity, the red mist just wriggled crazily for a while, and finally dissipated.

It is impossible for spirits to make the only spokesperson in the world so easily polluted.

Wang Hao sighed, he threw all these fruits into the well.

"There are quite a lot of sacrifices in this batch. In this way, the spirit demon has been strengthened, so it shouldn't be easy to die, right?"

There was still a little bit of well water left, Wang Hao thought about it for a while, and drank it in small sips, constantly strengthening his anchoring with the spirit and demon.

Well water comes at a price.

With the enhancement of the power of the soul, the body withered down at an extremely fast speed.

A ten-year-old child, in just a few minutes, his face is covered with wrinkles.

He didn't even have enough strength to walk, and was paralyzed by the well.

That's about it...

If you drink water again, you will be seriously affected by spirits and demons, which may replace "I".

"Are you OK?"

Pan Hao hasn't left yet, and is still standing there with a pestle.

With his pupils dilated, he stared at this crazy scene in a stunned manner.

"Come on, it's alright." Wang Hao's voice was like that of a little old man, hoarse and terrifying, "Don't worry, I will come to you if I fail."

In the end, there was only one fruit left. It was the fruit from Li Xianfeng's tree. The well water had not been irrigated. It was bright red.

Forcefully manipulated the character, swallowed the fruit in three mouthfuls.

In just an instant, a large number of prompts popped up on the screen again!

The whole person began to feel stiff and stiff, the thorns of the fiber piles on the surface of the body.

Only the head is still awake.

Taking advantage of the last bit of strength, Wang Hao simply turned his head down, laying down near the wellhead, and approached the well water at a closer distance.

He had to be a little bit more inclined towards a spirit demon.

Even a little bit of water vapor that comes up will give people a feeling of clarity of soul.

He saw clear water, like well water like moonlight.

A white light group kept flickering in the well.

The well water was surging back and forth, like a living substance, trying to **** him into the well completely. If the spirit demon has emotions, it can only be said that it is very angry at present, and the only spokesperson in the world is polluted again.

"Don't let it go, Caiqiu." Wang Hao sneered.

He waved his hand behind him again, signaling Pan Hao to leave quickly.

He couldn't speak anymore.

"what!!!"

Branches like blood vessels grew out of his facial features, and the unimaginable pain was like a tide, filling every cell in his body.

Heartbreaking screams came from the mouth of a 10-year-old child.

Gradually turned into a howling.

Wang Hao lost control over his character and could only watch him scream and howl.

Pan Hao turned and left.

A person became a tree alive, and he no longer dared to look at it any longer.

Even if he calls himself an experienced explorer, even if he has seen a lot of horror, even if he has experienced a lot of life and death.

In his eyes, a child like a god, at this moment, is lying on the well, screaming and wailing.

It slowly turned into a tree.

You can't kill the child, you can only let him become the battlefield of the devil, whether it's body or soul.

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Pan Hao was dazed, numb, and panicked.

The real big fear haunts my mind.

In the village, he walked cautiously, and in this porous moss, **** epics and distant fires were burning.

The experience of these few days is so illusory and bizarre.

And so real.

He changed his life.

Along the way, I didn't encounter any weirdness.

Pan Hao found the speedboat of the expedition team.

On the riverbed opposite Ganlu Temple, he dug up a box of treasures, enough for him to go to the imperial capital to buy several sets of courtyard houses.

Anyway, the current price is not expensive.

However, he had no joy in finding the treasure at all.

After so long, he still heard the child's heart-piercing screams.

"Hold!"

"Why is this happening? Is there really no other way?"

Pan Hao was confused, driving a speedboat into the white fog...

The motor rattled loudly, and the propeller made waves.

Just for a while.

The speedboat came out of the white fog.

It seems that it only takes less than a minute...

At the foot of the distant mountain, there is a small town, which is not prosperous. Some villagers are farming, but it belongs to human civilization and symbolizes a sense of security.

He's back in the real world!

He successfully escaped the terrifying "Xanadu Village"!

He is the only survivor!

However, Pan Hao did not have any surprises, nor the excitement of the rest of his life.

His whole body was shaking, and he was paralyzed on the speedboat. Only the big mouthfuls of breathing and the boiling blood made him feel that he was still alive.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard the child's heart-piercing screams.

And there is that mysterious golden streamer that comes from the whole world.

Pan Hao thought he was not a good person. The seven companions of the expedition team died before his eyes, and he didn't even blink.

He didn't shed too many tears when his sick mother died in front of him.

But now, a child died, and he was extremely panicked.

He didn't even know why he panicked.

He clearly returned to the real world, obviously survived...

Why?

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The dazed Pan Hao spent half his life reminiscing about the panic in his soul. He traveled through famous mountains and rivers to find the answers.

This scene was too profound for him.

The stars and rivers are splendid, the mountains and rivers are long,

The corridor of time tells of endless sadness.

rotten pillars and beams, ancient walls,

At the end of the mountain and the sea is the burial of the saint.

I leaned against the railing and looked into the distance, but I could listen, and someone was singing.

The cold light of the years~www.wuxiamtl.com~The magnificent palace.

But in the end,

yet forgotten,

forgetting...

One day, he finally figured out that this was the racial panic brought about by the death of the saint.

A saint of the human race died before him.

Those unforgettable streamers are signs of the world's farewell to saints.

Whenever I recall this incident, my soul trembles, and I can't help but burst into tears.

So,

He spent all his time regretting the mistakes he made.

He deeply knew that he had no ability to become a real sage.

He just repented and repented, and did not die in place of the sage.

He was afraid of death for his momentary greed for life, and repented for the rest of his life...

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Another day.

Pan Hao, who was in a drunken state, had a strange dream.

He dreamed of disasters all over the world.

I dreamed of a familiar figure appearing in the disaster...

After waking up from the dream, he got up at the fastest speed, and shouted with a flushed face: "The saint doesn't die, but the golden cicada escapes! Haha! Ha! Ha!"

"Saint, how can it be so easy to die? I know it, I know it..."

He yelled and danced.

"Dad... what's wrong with you? Dad!"

Pan Hao picked up his travel bag and said, "What do you know? Master is going on a journey today!"

A new journey begins!

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