"From the moment I started. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe dream world was quiet for a long time. Once encountering such a situation, many people will activate the corresponding emergency measures. It was not until after the birth of the active agent that the power of the White King gradually weakened, so it was said in the history books that the rebellion of free will began in that era. ”

"We came here with others. The Upper Realm is not a place we often visit, it is filled with almost all the phenomena in the real world, but rather, the lower realm is the place that really looks like the dream world. ”

The candles dimmed, and the periscopes that went straight into the dome of the whale's stomach rotated in turn.

People look around, trying to grasp, direction.

Kishili also had a tattoo on his back, a square symbol that resembled an ordered sequence of numbers, and Lu'er stared at it for a long time before the tattoo began to spin on its own. What is the symbol thinking, and have you found what you want to express? Is the little symbol Kishi's other mouth?

Strange, strange ...

Rubbing his eyes, Kishili had already turned around.

Let's go, come here.

"It's quite chaotic, almost everyone is here."

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Speechless.

The Xuanwu Gate behind the whale has been overloaded.

The wings flapped and rubbed, and the crowd rubbed off the paint under the plaque.

are panicking, blue-gray everything.

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"That's... For the sake of Sun One, do you still have the heart to chat? ”

Deep in the stomach, the sound crept in, the creature in the cage. People were curious, and the man took the lead and leaned in with a yawning face.

"You're doing well, and you still complain, you shouldn't be."

"I shouldn't have given up! Abandoning first-order appearances... I really want, want! White Dragon, White Bird, Shore Departure, let me out, she is in trouble, I can feel it! ”

The bald cockatoo jumped over the railing, not daring to look, only daring to reverie.

"Look, this guy doesn't speak well, parrots. Hey, I really don't know, why, do you need [Dream Gene]? For that kind of? The Black Tower that we finally created, the laboratory was also destroyed by you, but you are not even willing to apologize, it is really indifferent. You won't wonder that the wings of those butterflies, holding up the dynamic trajectory of the laboratory, are also quite troublesome creation proposition sequences... How many years! ”

"Good, good... Good. ”

The bald cockato's head flashes.

"I say, my history, in exchange for a brief period of freedom. Double, double, lab, lab! ”

In the blur of eyes, databases, databases?

It's history, don't stop yourself, hurry up! Patchwork things need history, and it's tempting us!

Kishili smirked, his palms behind him, watching.

"Little girls next to you, you don't know what it's like to create things." The whale came down low, and people had to lean on, slippery stomach walls. "Someone, I want you to know, ah, ah, lean, lean!"

Unspeakable, unspeakable. Learn your own tongue.

People laugh and laugh and laugh

Keep the balance, for the sake of!

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Whew.

Mutually exclusive.

Support.

I haven't seen you for a long time, have you missed me?

The boy dragged the girl all the way to the trot, and we were looking for a path.

Seeing that the sun was covered with a gray curtain in the west, something was entangled and disturbed inside, and after the building had left, the girl trotted happily, and the surroundings were empty, full of weeds.

The Nether of the White Tower, the White Tower of the Nether.

"Ten points, quiet, nine points, secret. Streaming, tired, resting? ”

The two crouched down, crumbling spires above their heads. A monument that can't fly away.

At that time, the monks who carved the inscription had already left, and wild flowers occupied the gaps here, settled down, and grew.

The boy took out the iron lid from the kettle, and took a bite of me and a mouthful of you.

Liulan smiled, trying to take away the sorrow from Qiange's face.

There are no airships or self-propelled boats left to go to the Upper Realm, ah, that's terrible. Make a new plan, make a new plan~

"Uncle, the Upper Realm, dwells. Find, Pathway, Success. ”

The girl next to her tugged at her sleeves, and Qian Ge came back to her senses, saying in distress that there were no creations available nearby.

"Quenching, active agent, I, can."

The boy was still thinking, but he saw the girl get up and go to get the sharp rubble fragments and weed roots.

Used to row, used to tie.

The boy was rude, knocked off what was in her hand, picked up the girl who was questioning softly, and continued to search.

What a fool! The real thing.

The shadows of the two, together with the spire, a large and a small sundial shadow, began to rotate.

The ancient wings suddenly grabbed the surface, hey, like brothers, take you for a ride, right? They observed the bronze joints of the wings, a kind of ancient dragon scale branch, a kind of carved exhibition of the history of creation. The light of the dark sun depicts the wonderful lines and scratches under the gravel, and the ancient stone statues are vivid. [Stone statues, the general name of ancient and modern stone carvings, architectural terms]

"Lazy, creating, sleeping, waking, moving?"

Looking at each other, the girl slapped across Qiange's face, rubbing, crisp and bright.

"Arrogance, superfluity, worry, sister...... Peace. ”

She smirked.

Forced him to sigh and said.

"Peace of mind, peace of mind."

The two of them had no choice but to ripple into a blurred shadow, and the part of the ancient tower that appeared on the surface became more and more, from a spire, to a temple, and then to a palace. The sky cannot be seen, as if it has entered the eternal night, and the giant claws that churn the earth, white flowers, and wildflowers grow on it, and they are free to aesthetic power.

The Chinese imperial building in the nine-bay room, the white marble steps, the five claws landed on the ground, and the two had to cover their ears. It's a dragon song, it's weird, it's weird.

Ninety-Five! Extraordinary creations. Why did you settle down in the Nether?

The palace is bent, that is the backbone, the strength grows, crackling and shattering countless brass tiles, glazed windows, golden silk nanmu skeletons, so that they can fly better. The fine sand that was immediately sprinkled fell on the surface of a high and a short and wide brim, sparsely pulled.

Black and white cross, shimmering.

Forms of faith, variety.

I'm afraid, forgetting the king she once believed in, she died here. It screeched and roared, the ground gravel floating over its eyelashes, and it was an empress.

Peek out in the eye. Long hair sprinkled over the shoulders. You can put me down.

This old dragon, when he woke up, was so brilliant.

The little man lamented that the girl was also trapped on the boy's back.

For a long time, for a long time.

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Implant power syntax.

Self-referential creation perishes.

The tip of the scepter of consciousness is visible to the naked eye, splitting apart. The power of the time skyrockets, trapping me, don't think!

The arms were insufficient, and then the arms were outstretched, until the eight arms hugged the body of the great dragon, and the white cross walked to the side.

Pull out the [Separation Key] with both hands.

Circuit fatigue. The time is too long, and it is estimated that the loop has reached the limit of bearing. The White Cross is a king, a man, and a child. In a dangerous situation, she can't tolerate it for too long, it's too messy, it's too unreasonable, and this kind of [responsibility] will kill her after all.

The generation of the [Separation Key] is close to ninety, and the [Light Cross] has also cast the [Eight Respectful Methods]. [The Eight Respects are the eight methods for bhikshunis to respect and respect bhikshus.] This is a metaphor for one of the highest commandments of the Cross of Light, one of the punishments that prohibit creation from being created. The thick joints of the arms twisted on the other party's body, and the gradually expanding dragon body was also compromised and shrunk a little bit. Good creatures, don't hesitate at all, the list of self-referential creations out of control, there will be your name soon, and when the time comes, how will it thank me.

The White Cross puts an end to delusions.

Be vigilant and look at the "wounds" that have formed in the void ahead - the sequence of the life words of the creature itself.

"See, twist to the left, three ciphers, and twist to the right, four ciphers. After that, this guy's heartbeat should be considered a pause. ”

"Under recklessness, there are doubts."

Slapping his face, the ends of his hair were messy. The Shaped Bird turned around and retreated back to the back of the Scepter of Consciousness, extinguishing the circuit linking the Eyes of Good and Evil.

Can it be "opened", king? ”

The Shapebird tried to read the expression on her face.

Usually it is a hazy story and a hypothesis.

"But who can bear to disturb this king?"

“...... The subordinates have a lot to say. ”

"Tiny ...... Sin. ”

The old man tapped his head.

The thousand leaf grass touched the top of the head, as if there was nothing.

The dragon's teeth are revealed. Stop, King.

"Last words? Confession? ”

Dragon's Whisker Dance. I know that to stop rebelling, to lose creation.

"Why do you have to choose, believe?"

Bow to the head of the dragon and surrender to the appearance. The writer's thoughts, captured.

The [Eight Honorific Laws] was lifted, the keyhole was erased, and the two people behind him were laughing? But at least, it can't get worse than that.

"King, I will eat you. Don't panic, I have heaven and earth in me, and I am self-contained. I have seen countless secrets of creation, and I am more than ever. What I said before was that I was ignorant, but after seeing your experience and history, I understand the creation of all things, but I can't say it now. 】

Ringing in my head, delusion?

[Even if it's a misunderstanding, I'll take it.] I'm just like you, but I'm different. Sanctuary of Consciousness, let's go there. 】

It's not, it's not! White Cross, sober up! You hear, it's a real voice!

The dragon head bit down, the dragon body squeezed the steel ring, stretched out its claws, and drove the two people on the staff and the front and back noisy.

The Scepter of Consciousness, broken.

The auspicious clouds came from the waterfall, the gravity field was disordered, and the body of Tiannian was rolled up, rolling and smashing towards the left and right sailboats, shattering all sounds.

"Why!"

The high-speed creation practice opens - the Black Buddha jumps into the air, picks up the shape bird, swings the thousand leaves, and throws it at the Tiannian deck, in front of the gun.

"State of emergency..."

Flying at high speed, rolling off the splint, the seam-eyed bird sat on the ground, scolding, it was the Black Tower again, and it was the [Living Grave]?

Fool.

She also scolded secretly, picked up the girl's clothes, grabbed the compass with one hand, kicked on the rudder, and began to fight wildly with the side guns.

"All-out attack! All-out attack! Plan failed, all-out attack! ”

As she walked, the fire was bright, and the girl from before ran over, opened the instruction manual, stumbled and drew a giant formation, and prepared for [SkyOcean].

"Don't stop shelling and reinvention until the king is rescued! That's an order. ”

"Yes, I know, I know...."

"Go ahead, don't say it twice, the same thing."

The behemoth spread its wings, contracted its ribs, and accumulated a mountain of fire, undulating around the dark sun, turning the sky upside down and flashing, and the steaming fleet screamed. The Light Cross collapsed, and his arms hung down.

The old fellow crossed the steam engine compartment at the bottom of the ship, reversed the anchor, and the eyes of good and evil drilled through the tiny gap between the sails, and watched cautiously. In the double vision, the color on one side is red and dazzling, and the other side is cold and hard, at this moment, the shape of the bird, understand, the creator began to slaughter the creation, but it became a little cruel, should it be like last time, the dream world is shattered.

The girl finishes chanting.

After accumulating enough creation parameters, what is the difference between the three major creation methods - traceability, structure, and shaping?

Seameyes watched the girl press tightly into her coat pocket.

The way she concentrates on creating things is also very colorful.

The waist folded, and the muscles of the arms were agitated, so that she was unimaginable. The grenade wrapped in his fingers, the small iron bolt left by the bite in his mouth, and the whole person is covered under the word "mysterious".

"Go ahead!"

Sound familiar?

Distracted, the seammy bird turned around, tearing out with its anchor head, sticking to the behemoth, drawing sparks that met the scales.

"SkyOcean!"

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With a spherical body of water several kilometers in diameter, it impacts all the creations, the pressure increases and decreases, the eardrums stand strong, and the teeth are clenched, this is my creation!

The girl was washed into the water, and the diving technique that had been circulating in her memory came and landed with her on the fragments of the remains of the sailboat.

The depths of the ocean, this is in the depths of the ocean of its own creation! Mother, I did, and behold, this is my creation!

Huge bubbles of air surround the body and float upwards.

In the red waters, she began to immerse herself in her memories, not caring about the beginning of this war......

Or the end.