Summoner of Nightmares

67. Chapter 67 Try 1.

Chapter 67 Try 1.

The broken key opens the door and starts to pass through the security door locker.

Lin Sheng looked around, and he was busy moving the room's tea up, and he was stuck on the security door.

Creaking.

Suddenly, the bookstore came out loud.

Lin Sheng's heart sinks and his hands shake the sword to the door.

The window in the bookshop is half open.

Black rolled out of the window, and there seemed to be something to know about the spill, and sometimes to wipe the window glass.

Lin Sheng rushed through the window.

The black fog rolls, down the window, a very tight roots in the arm, and it's moving fast, moving through the window.

The roots of the trees have to be transparent, and you can see some kind of silver creepy inside.

bang!

The security door in the living room suddenly sends out a tremendous noise, and the security door goes in and highlights a terrifying distortion.

bang!

It's the second hit.

Lin Sheng felt like the whole house was shaking.

He's holding Black Sword, and he's about to start Holy Blood Burning.

sōu!

Suddenly, a transparent roots came from behind the window.

The roots of the tree wrapped him in his back, huge to unbelievable power rolls, wrapped him out of the window.

Just flew out the window.

Lin Sheng was able to cut a sword to the roots of the trees, but a large wave of black fog surrounded came out of his mind and drowned him instantly.

Chi!

Black Sword seems to have cut something off.

Lin Sheng felt the body empty, falling down.

In the darkness, he can't see anything.

The sea volume of black fog came crazy towards him and was constantly trying to get into his nose ear mouth.

A fresh red light from Lin Sheng.

That red light barely blocked the surrounding black fog attack, but it seemed extremely thin, and it seemed that it would collapse soon.

Lin Sheng strives to stir up his body and feels like he's been falling.

He can see the top of the head, the house with a gentle and red light, and he's flying fast away from him. More and more, more and more.

He recognised it as his home before.

He just fell out of there.

The house is slowly disappearing in the dark fog and is no longer visible.

Time seems to have lost meaning at this time.

Lin Sheng keeps falling down, and he's holding black Sword in his hand, and that's the only thing he can rely on now.

sōu!

Suddenly, there is another principle of transparency that needs to be fired from a distance, one that needs to move silver liquid continuously within the country, and that's going back in some direction.

Lin Sheng can't wait to get caught, and once again he has to be haunted, wrapped in his back, and moved towards some direction.

Huh?

The wind is on his ear.

Lin Sheng never felt that wonderful feeling.

He was tied by the roots of the trees, and the whole man was swimming at an incredible high speed in the dark fog.

This time, he did not play a sword to break his roots, and the intuition told him that if he left himself behind, there might be something very bad.

So this time Lin Sheng set his heart down and let the roots fly through the shuttle with himself.

Time passes a drop.

Slowly, he felt all around's black fog getting brighter.

Turning from black to dust.

Chi!

Suddenly, there was a huge cloud of cotton sugar in front of a high speed.

The clouds are like living creatures, slowing down the crawls, and the clouds are white.

It's got some of it downsizing, some of it's getting bigger.

Until Lin Sheng reacted, he had hit this huge grey cloud.

And that's when the roots tied up to him are once again passing a great deal, pulling him in a different direction, and the astonishing ones are wiping him through the brink of a giant cloud.

At the same time, his ears seem to have heard a crowd laughing, and that sound is coming out of the giant clouds and floating.

It seems that there are still people who speak loudly, and there are amazing instruments playing with each other.

Soon as he was away from the clouds, his voice slowed down quickly until he disappeared.

Don't wait for Lin Sheng to react, grey fog, another silver cloud that flies from one side.

This time, the clouds hide out for a while and scream, and there's some kind of weird crazy screaming.

Lin Sheng has no time to distinguish the content of the sound, and immediately the third cloud is approaching.

This cloud is smaller than the first two, and the whole picture is fresh golden. In a lot of grey fog, it's very obvious.

Lin Sheng was tied up by the roots of the tree and flew at a high altitude from the bottom of his left.

Just close.

Huh?

The clouds of the freshly gold clouds are showing a giant golden face.

The human face is staring at Lin Sheng, the vast golden eyes are slight as he moves.

Lin Sheng apparently felt tied to his roots and started to squeeze them up.

“So encouraging?"Lin Sheng is in a hurry to get rid of the roots.

The intuition tells him that if he is left here, he faces that golden face, there may be some extremely dangerous thing.

Well, in front of golden, he just looked at a few eyes, and the roots of the tree, and slowed down the clouds and disappeared.

Lin Sheng, a hand holding Black Sword, grabbed the roots of the tree. His body, like a toy thrown down, hit the roots of the tree.

A group of people, big or small, different clouds, flying fast around him.

In the clouds there is outrage, some cry grief, others silent, and are slowing down and disappearing.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Sheng finally felt he couldn't catch his hand.

Without autonomy, he had a crumbling finger to loose the roots of the tree, and the whole man had been thrown up with great moves, and then fell.

in the wind of Wu Wu, Lin Sheng saw himself looting a cloud.

bang!

He hit the top of a small black cloud. And then, like a leather ball, he was beaten up a few consecutive times and rolled down the edge of the dark cloud.

It's just down there, and it's a transparent roots.

Lin Sheng looked at the position, Black Sword stabbed on the surface of the cloud, just adjusting his own direction.

bang!

He fell again on the surface of the tree roots.

This tree is full of thighs, enough for him to ride on.

The roots of the trees are flying fast, plotting a cloud.

Progressive, clouds are getting smaller and scarce.

The fog on both sides is slowly decreasing. The eyesight is becoming increasingly broad.

Lin Sheng's body is stuck on the roots of the tree, hoping forward.

As clouds diminish, fog becomes thin.

A large green island is gradually flowing down the bottom, with a large number of mountains on the island.

Among the mountains of the green black trees, at the top of one of its peaks, is clearly anchoring a black rock top Castle Manor.

Castle Manor was quiet and unhappy, and the walls were challenged around the vines.

Lin Sheng has not yet been able to look closely, and it feels like the roots of the trees under the table are shaking, as if who is being caught and dumped.

He won't be able to step up for a while, he was thrown out at high levels, and a pencil went down the hills.

And with his transparent roots, the swift moved towards far away, and the eyes disappeared in the fog.

(This chapter is over)