my body has no limits

Chapter 600 Dream Again
It makes no difference to Yang Ding whether he is holding Xinlongya or two daggers.

The same goes for weirdos.

They all ended up the same, falling at Yang Ding's feet.

The strength of the weirdo was comparable to that of a strong jackal warrior. Back then, Yang Ding fought a group alone, but now Zhang Fei would eat bean sprouts alone, which was a piece of cake.

Yang Ding waved his hands crossed, and the two daggers cut into the strange man's body fiercely like a slice of cheese.

Plasma poured out of the wound like a fountain, in a steady stream.

Until the wound disappeared, the weirdo got up from the ground.

"Oh, I forgot that this is a dream. Everything is possible in a dream."

The scariest thing about this weirdo should be his immortality.

Yang Ding happens to have the best physical strength, so it depends on who falls first.

One knife, one knife, one knife...

Soon, Yang Ding felt bored.

"I was wrong. The scariest thing here is not the immortality of the weirdo, but the boredom."

Think of all the hard work, and possibly injury, that other people have had to deal with such an undead weirdo.

then……

He stood up again and continued to chase.

How can the hunted person not collapse?

As for Yang Ding, all he has to do is cut him down, and then watch him bleed, stop the bleeding, stand up, cut him down, bleed, stop the bleeding, stand up, and cut down...

too horrible!
Yang Ding tried various methods to kill the strange man, but no matter what he would be reborn in a piece of plasma.

"Boring means."

Yang Ding knew that the strange person was just showing off, and that something deeper was the key to cracking this dream.

What is it?
plasma?Blood mist?
It's blood mist!
How to make these blood mist disappear?
While continuing to kill the strange man, Yang Ding was thinking about how to dispel the blood mist that filled the air.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to try his best method - setting fire.

"It's a pity that we don't know how to use thunder. I heard that lightning is the most effective way to deal with such evil things. Now we can only use fire to try."

I saw Yang Ding staring, put away the dagger in his right hand, and after a while, there was an extra space bag in his hand.

After having the experience of burning the Gnoll's granary, Yang Ding now carries a lot of things with him, and it would definitely surprise others if he knew about it.

Just now Yang Ding discovered a detail, besides possessing spirituality and things he has never seen before, he can be dragged into dreams.

After all, the dreams you dream must be more beneficial to you.

In reality, the space bag hangs on Yang Ding's waist, and it is normal to pull it into dreams now.

Now Yang Ding wants to prevent fire, which can be said to be a shotgun change.

There is no need to prepare so many things, as long as you take out the things in the space bag, it is very simple to burn a few villages.

"Now let's see whether you will dissipate first or I will be burned to death first."

The dreamland seems to have unlimited space, but Yang Ding discovered early on that the scope of his activities is very limited, no more than two thousand square meters.

And this is exactly the range covered by the blood mist.

So Yang Ding wanted to use fire to disperse the blood mist, but he had to be scorched by the fire himself.

"It's nothing!"

Yang Ding shrugged, and easily threw down the black ball that was just taken out of the interspatial bag.

After the black ball hit the ground, it quickly spread around and quickly dissipated in front of Yang Ding.

But Yang Ding, who was already familiar with the effect of this black ball, knew that it didn't disappear, it just became more terrifying.

"Come on, let's see who lasts longer!"

Yang Ding escaped from a lighter, and it dissipated very quickly, throwing off the lid, blah!

woohoo hoo...

The moment the lighter landed, a ball of fire rose from the ground and gradually spread, eventually becoming a sea of ​​flames.

Yang Ding sat down cross-legged quietly. At this time, he thought that sitting on the pile would allow him to pass the dream more smoothly.

The weirdo stood up the moment the fire ignited and continued to attack Yang Ding.

Ding……

The ax blade added to the body, causing a piercing sound, and there was a white mark on the part of Yang Ding that was hit, and then slowly disappeared.

Yang Ding remained unmoved, and sat firmly on the spot.

The temperature continued to rise, and the blood mist finally began to dissipate.

Under high-temperature roasting, they gradually evaporate and disappear.

Three ten minutes later, the fire went out, and he stood up as black as a piece of charcoal.

He shook his body, and most of the charcoal ash fell off, but he still looked very embarrassed.

"are you awake?"

Yang Ding opened his eyes and looked around, he was in the tent.

Is this coming back?

wrong!

This is not Yang Ding's tent. The tent he uses outside is a portable tent made in a secret realm, and the materials can be seen at a glance.

And the tent in front of him is obviously an outdoor tent commonly used on Blue Star.

Yang Ding's good memory quickly recalled that this seemed to be the tent he used when he first entered the Anling Mountains.

Is it an illusion or a dream?

The first time he dreamed, Yang Ding could clearly know that he was dreaming.

This time he doubted whether it was not a dream but an illusion.

Could it be that what Inception said was true?
A dream within a dream?
Can't!
But he also thought of his aura of materialism, his absolute resistance to illusions.

Yang Ding can only think that he is still dreaming.

"So what's in this dream? Is it a nightmare or a sweet dream?"

When Yang Ding walked out of the tent, everything he saw was snow-white, and the occasionally exposed dark-brown tree trunks made people feel even more confused.

Well, it doesn't look dangerous, just like when he entered the Anling Mountains.

But Yang Ding knew that since it wasn't his own dream, it must be a nightmare.

So where is the thing that "should" make me fear?
Yang Ding did not stay in the tent, but walked deeper into the valley. He wanted to explore the scope of this dream?

He didn't believe that he could create a complete Anling Mountain Range in his dream.

Even if an Anling mountain range is really created, it can be explored quickly at the speed of Yang Ding.

But soon, he felt something that made him "frightened".

His physical strength, his strength, his speed...

All degenerated into the state of ordinary people.

Throwing an ordinary person into the depths of the Anling Mountains in the cold winter is enough to make people frightened.

Feeling the biting cold wind, Yang Ding murmured in his heart, wouldn't he really be frozen to death in his dream?

I don't know how dying in a dream will affect reality.

But thinking about it, I know it won't do any good.

"Go back to the tent first."

Yang Ding has come a long way, and the journey back is extremely difficult.

He felt his body getting colder and colder, and the air in his lungs would turn into ice.

After returning to the tent, Yang Ding felt much better.

"How do I break the situation now? What can I pull in to get out of my current predicament?"

Yang Ding went out for a walk, and found that the scope of the second-level dream was much larger than that of the first-level dream, and it was definitely not possible to use fire.

Moreover, his physique is very weak now, and if he ignites a fire, it may be determined which one will collapse first, he or the dream.

How about bringing your physical fitness into your dreams?
Very good. Facts have proved that no matter whether it is reality or a dream, as long as the strength is strong, it can pass safely.

It's just that Yang Ding worked hard for a long time, and he couldn't feel any feeling that his body was getting stronger.

There is a Milky Way between him and the powerful physical body in reality.

"How to do?"

It was dark outside, and Yang Ding always had a bad feeling in his heart.

It's a bit cold tonight!
(End of this chapter)