Then there is Luban, the god of craftsmen, a primitive and ancient instrument for the heavenly people that gives magical power in the dances of Luoga.

Then there is Zhuge Kongming of the lupine scarf, and the thirty-six sets of dance movements are thirty-six strategies.

The appearance of these new war spirits has been choreographed by the dance teacher, and in terms of connectivity, it looks very good, and I can't tell that this is forcibly interspersed without knowing it, as if it was originally a complete show.

The heart that Aoba was carrying did not fall.

Because the dancing of the Loga did not stop.

Not only did he not stop, but he danced more cheerfully, and the colors of his dance clothes became more gorgeous.

Wear bells on your hands and feet, and jingle when you jump and spin to set music for the heavenly sound.

The sound of heaven turned into a magnificent singing, singing the prosperity of the prosperous world.

The poet with his sword in his glass walks out of the song.

'You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk......

'Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ……’

'The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds. The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass......

'Whoever forsakes me, let not the day of yesterday remain; Whoever disturbs my heart, today is full of troubles......

One after another of the popular poems flowed out, and although the audience did not understand the allusions, Luoga danced in the poems, allowing the sound to condense into a flowing mirage.

So the audience saw the Yellow River rushing into the sea, and the beauty frosted the sideburns of the mirror.

I saw a chivalrous man kill one person in ten steps, and he didn't stay for thousands of miles. After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

When I saw the place where I came to conquer the battlefield, I didn't see anyone returning.

The drunken Qinglian monk stepped into the mirage formed by his poetry, and the tired voice of vicissitudes sounded again.

'The August autumn wind roared, rolling up the triple thatched ...... on my house'

The poet Du Zimei emerged from the long river, and he sang: 'Creation Zhong Shenxiu, Yin and Yang cut the dawn.' ''Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ''Qingjiang is a song hugging the village stream, and Changxiajiang Village is quiet. ''Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiaoxiao, endless Yangtze River rolling. ’

Luojia's light neon dress has changed into a water-sleeved long skirt, and the dance posture has changed from light and cheerful to soothing and elegant.

The audience saw that the meeting was at the top of the mountain, and the mountains were small at a glance.

I saw the red wet place of Xiao, and the flower was heavy in the official city.

I saw the swallows on the beams from themselves, and the gulls in the water were close to each other......

A poem is a mirage, flowing in the long river of starlight.

Compared with the poet fairy Qinglian layman, the mirage formed by the poet saint Du Zimei is much heavier, although it is not as 'the country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring and grass. But you can feel that the prosperous empire is gradually decaying.

Luoga's dancing posture became slower and slower, even showing a bit of exhaustion, like the gloomy future of the empire in the poem.

The believers cheered for Luoga, and the starlight in the audience became stronger and stronger, but Aoba frowned.

There are more and more laws of starlight traction, and the joys and sorrows in the torrent of humanity are out of balance, and the sorrows and sorrows are too heavy, looming the scene of war.

Luo Jia seemed to have a feeling, and did not strengthen the process of Du Zimei's living environment from prosperity to decline as usual during training, and flew into a leap, fishing out the double swords with colorful silk hanging from the starlight, and the dance clothes were draped in rainbow xia in the jump.

In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, and a sword dance moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time......

The brow peaks of the green leaves gathered are relaxed.

Luojia's sword dance was rehearsed after the World Youth Championships qualified, because the artistic conception did not fit the rivers and lakes, it was not put into the show, but Luojia did not put it down, and danced very skillfully.

The poems in Tianyin are majestic, although they still have the meaning of depression and tragedy, but in conjunction with the dance, the atmosphere of the prosperous era is strong, and it has finally turned back the trend of humanity decay and dispersion.

After a fiery sword dance, Luoga spun in a leap and turn, allowing the starlight river to end and merge into an ocean, all the mirages merging into a complete expanse of the Prosperous Empire, and her dance costume was restored to a starlight dress, dancing on the surface of the sea.

This time, the dance no longer has a theme, but is the most common ritual dance.

The compound spirit gathering array on the boundary membrane lit up, and the aura poured into the small world like the water of the heavenly river.

The mirage absorbs the aura and turns it into a real scene.

Luo Jia danced in the liquefied spiritual rain, the boundary membrane absorbed the spiritual energy stronger and stronger, the momentum of the spiritual energy pouring became more and more fierce, and a whirlpool faintly appeared in the creation field.

Backstage, the instrument that supervises the game lights up red, and the person in charge jumps in a hurry.

"The aura in the thirteenth area can't keep up with the consumption, quickly increase the aura delivery channel!"

"It's already the maximum limit!"

"Who divides the area? Luo Tiannu has broken the records of all the youths, how can her Creation Field be the same as others? Venerable Weiyin is invited to recommend the players at the bottom of the small world rankings, and select one hundred regions to divide one percent of the aura to the thirteen regions......"

The five days of creation time passed before I knew it.

When Luo Jia was ejected from the Creation Field, her legs were so weak that she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Hu Yi moved quickly and hugged her.

After concentrating on picking for five days in a row, I have never been so tired, not only my body is weak, but my head is also throbbing, which is a sign of excessive mental overdraft.

Fortunately, when I was in the Heavenly City of Creation, I learned the Spirit Gathering Dance, and the aura of the Creation Realm was replenished quickly, so that the world could be fully formed before the end of time.

"It's okay......"

Luo Jia rejoiced, secretly thinking that he would never be able to improvise in the future.

Speaking of improvisation, Luoga looked at Aoba, and was taken aback by Aoba's expressionless appearance.

Oops, I completely forgot how to promise Master!

Luo Jia's eyes turned black, and he fell into Hu Yi's arms.

Hu Yi was shocked: "Luoluo! ”

Aoba suddenly disappeared on the spot, and in an instant, Hu Yi appeared in front of him and took over Luoga.

A nearby camera ball spotted the situation and "swished" over.

Aoba's expression was grim, his cold gaze swept away, the field expanded, and the camera ball that rushed over was bounced away, but the situation of Luojia fainting was still truthfully live-streamed.

There was a riot in the audience, and the live broadcast room of the Star Network was also washed by a pop-up window that cared about the situation of Luojia.

Aoba hugged Luojia into his arms, and knew Luojia's symptoms with a sweep of his thoughts, and his heart suddenly relaxed, but the expression on his face was not soothing, but more anxious, activating the barrier in the rest area, isolating the inside and outside exploration.

"What's going on?!" West Cat jumped to his feet in a hurry.

As soon as the barrier was unfolded, Aoba's anxious expression disappeared, and she put Luo Jia down and asked the health teacher to treat her.

"I've been dancing for five days, and I'm tired."

Aoba's tone was light, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

The West Cat observed Luo Jia's breath: "Your Excellency Qing, hasn't Luo Luo's body refining technique been determined yet?" ”

Outside, the other players couldn't help but think about it when they saw the enchantment rising during the rest period where Luojia was located.

Xingliuhe looked at the small world of Luojia in the judging area, and then looked at the glittering water curtain enchantment not far away, and couldn't help but pass on the voice to the coach: "Can Luotiannu still participate in the martial arts competition?" ”