The memories contained in the Yuan Shen Fragment have a lot to do with the size of the Yuan Shen Fragment, and the memory in this fourth Yuan Shen Fragment is the same as its volume, and it is also more than the sum of the first three Yuan Shen Fragments. Li Xiaogang was immersed in the wonderful taste of the boundless at this time, unable to extricate himself, and in the outside world, the vision was emerging. At the moment when the fourth piece of Yuanshen fragment drilled into Li Xiaogang's body, the tsunami 'Shenlai' lost the support of Nuwa's divine power in the Yuanshen fragment, just like a collapsed cloud building, which collapsed in half, from a height of two hundred and fifty meters, in the blink of an eye, it plummeted to one hundred meters!

This qiē happened so fast that most people didn't react. After a brief silence, the leader suddenly pointed to the screen and shouted, "Look, the tsunami seems to have changed, its wave height has decreased by ......" "Impossible! No force can stop it now! Not to mention making it bow its head......" Chang Xuefei stared at the satellite screen with wide eyes and shook his head and said, but it stopped abruptly as soon as he said half of the words, according to the scale display, the 'god' was indeed reduced, Chang Xuefei's breathing immediately stopped, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, his eyes were full of incredulity and deep shock.

Just when Chang Xuefei refused to believe what was happening in front of her, Chang Qingping's phone called, his voice was full of excitement, and even a little choked. "Shepheld, chief, do you see, a miracle happens, 'God' it...... It bowed its head! "Saw grandpa, we saw it! This...... Is this the plan of the islanders working? ”

Chang Qingping said: "Don't ask me, I don't know!" What happened today is so incredible that it is completely beyond the realm of science. The ocean is so vast and mysterious! What experts, what authorities, in the face of the vagaries of the ocean. It's all fart, fart! Chang Qingping had never been so excited, and even burst out foul language.

"Good boy, well done!" Lin Chaoran slapped the table with a bang, and his mouth kept howling and roaring, like madness. The leader turned his head to look at him, with an irrepressible smile on his face, and asked, "You mean it's all done by Xiao Gang?" Lin Chaoran laughed and said, "Then you don't need to say!" I don't know how he did it, but I bet with my head. If this matter has nothing to do with him, I'll give you my head as a night pot! ”

The leader laughed and said, "Forget it, I can't afford such an expensive night pot." Hahaha......" The ears echoed with the leader, the bold and crisp laughter of Lin Chaoran and Cao Qingdong, Chang Xuefei's heart was full of Li Xiaogang's figure, and the feeling in her heart was as if she had overturned the five-flavor bottle, which was unprecedentedly complicated.

Today is a long day for Mori Jun, from birth to death. Reborn from death. It was a day that seemed to him to be a little longer than a century. The tsunami really weakened, and Mori Jun held the latest calculated numbers in his hands. A tsunami of the current magnitude that hits the island archipelago will still cause enormous damage. But at least the island archipelago will not be wiped off the face of the earth. Unconsciously, tears gushed out of his eyes, and in just a few moments, the paper in his hand was wet. Men are reluctant to cry lightly. But that doesn't mean men can't cry. When the accumulation of emotions is sublimated to a certain extent, the tears of men may be more violent than those of women.

"Mr. Maori, Cheng ...... Did it work? Masatoku Yamamoto looked at Mori Jun with longing and nervousness, and asked in a trembling voice. Mao Lichun nodded heavily, and said slowly: "We have finally saved the island archipelago!" Before Mori Jun's words landed, Yamamoto Masanori's body had fallen limply on the chair. On this day, as the prime minister of the island country, the pressure on him was too great. "Mr. Maori, this is all thanks to you and your assistants, you are the patron saint and savior of this country!" Maori said to Maori Jun with gratitude.

Mao Lichun shook his head and said, "No! It's not our credit. Our plan has ended in failure. "But...... But if it wasn't your plan, what made the tsunami bow its head? Yamamoto asked puzzled. A strange look flashed in Mao's eyes, and he muttered, "Who knows? What we know about the ocean is ...... It's so poor! ”

Just as Jun Mori and Masanori Yamamoto were discussing who to give credit for this time, the Sakura, the Orient, and all the drillships that had participated in the drilling operation broke out into earth-shattering cheers at this time.

"I knew that...... I knew it would work! Morijiro shouted with tears in his eyes. He Fei, Zhou Lei's two pairs of big hands were tightly clasped together, and Zhou Lei yelled at the sky even more rudely: "God, you want to kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu won't let you succeed, hahaha......" People cried and laughed, venting the excitement and excitement of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe. Without noticing it, a figure pierced through the ocean and shot like an arrow into the high clouds.

Standing behind the clouds, looking at the tsunami still rolling under his feet, Li Xiaogang's heart was as quiet as water. Although he hadn't had time to search for the huge memories in his mind, the Nuwa divine power contained in the fourth piece of Yuan Shen Fragment had already been fully received by him. Fused with the fourth piece of Yuan Shen Fragment, Li Xiaogang has undergone great changes from the inside out. Needless to say, the greatest increase in skill is the change in Li Xiaogang's appearance. The silver hair that was originally full of hair turned black and shiny at this time, as if it had been painted with a layer of oil paint, dazzling in the sunlight.

His eyes have also become more profound, always as if they are covered with a faint layer of water, looking full of confusion and tenderness, peaceful and quiet, even if he is in a boring mood, as long as he sees such a pair of eyes, receives the light released from these eyes, the mood will naturally calm down. Noble, ethereal, refined, dusty...... The fourth piece of Yuanshen fragment gave Li Xiaogang a bit of the breath of fireworks that did not eat the world, but fortunately, his handsome face and warm smile can always arouse people's feelings of closeness, otherwise I am afraid that no one will be able to approach him, not unwillingly, but not daring. It is as if when a person sees God, he is naturally in awe, and he is only willing to worship from afar, and will never come forward to talk to him.

Looking at the tsunami waves rolling forward under his feet, Li Xiaogang's brows furrowed slightly, and a ray of compassion naturally shot out of his eyes, and he said faintly: "This tsunami is caused by the fragments of the Yuan Shen, and in disguise, it is also caused by me." Humanity should not suffer such a catastrophe, let it all end! ”

Li Xiaogang muttered a few words, his hands slowly spread out, and purple light seeped out from his chest, back, every part of his body, and every inch of skin, and in a blink of an eye, the whole person was shrouded in a purple light, like a purple sun. At the same time that Li Xiaogang turned into a purple sun, all the satellites located in the sky above this sea area failed at the same time, and with a click, the pictures of the Huaxia F Province Command and the Island Country Command all turned into snowflakes.

"What happened again?" Looking at the large screen full of snowflakes on the wall, the leader asked with a smile. Lin Chaoran shook his head and said, "The satellite has been interfered with by a mysterious force and has stopped working, it seems that something is happening in that sea area now." Damn, damn satellites, it's useless! The leader slapped the table with annoyance and shouted, "I bet that this must be Li Xiaogang's kid playing tricks again, he doesn't want us to watch a good show!" Chang Xuefei said with some sarcasm at this time: "Chief, you have to bet again, if you continue like this, you will really become a real gambler......

Li Xiaogang blindfolded the satellite, but he couldn't blindfold Zhou Lei and He Fei. Under their gaze, a stream of purple light, which was as thick as a water tank or as thin as a willow branch, pierced straight down from the dark and drowsy clouds, like ropes to the great waves. Everyone was deeply stunned by this fantastical scene, and Morijiro shouted into the microphone in a hoarse voice, "Father, have you seen it? Have you seen this incredible scene? "Maori Jun is blind now, and he can't see anything at all except the snowflakes that fill the screen. Listening to Mori Jiro's eager roar, Mori Jun felt as if there were thousands of ants crawling in his heart, and he was anxious and uncomfortable. "Jiro, what do you see?!"

"Tsunami...... The tsunami was tied up, and purple beams of light fell from the sky, so beautiful and spectacular......" Mori Jiro was in extreme excitement, and some incoherent words made Mori Jun even more confused, so he could only urge the programmer to check the satellite and restore the satellite picture as much as possible. And just when Maori was about to hang himself, in the depths of the Pacific Ocean, a magnificent scene was still being staged. More and more purple light rushed down from the sky, reflecting almost the entire ocean in a mysterious purple color. It wound towards the tsunami at the center of the purple light. And the tsunami was like a beast at the end of the road, struggling for power and resisting. The entire ocean was covered with huge waves from the tsunami, and it seemed that the entire Pacific Ocean was being swept in.

"Tame it, return to peace!" Li Xiaogang let out a low sigh, and the majestic Nuwa divine power in his body was like a continuous river, inexhaustible, and according to Li Xiaogang's wishes, more purple light shrouded downward. Slowly, a huge cage of purple beams enveloped the entire tsunami. The tsunami frantically slapped against this purple cage, which can be called the most gorgeous in the world, but if it was not slapped once, the power of the tsunami would be absorbed by the purple light, and the height of the wave would be one point shorter. It's like snow fighting against the blazing sun, and every minute means death. (To be continued.) (。 ))