"Become a god!" "Dream Qiangu is now high in the sky, looking at this world, everything is in his divine consciousness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Except for a few places, there is nothing to hide. As long as you think about the dream of eternity, you can reach it with one thought, and understand all the secrets with one thought!

It's just that Meng Qiangu still didn't feel the breath of the white tiger, and it seems that the white tiger really didn't want to see Meng Qiangu.

But the dream has a peculiar feeling through the ages, as if something that is particularly close to me has happened, and in the dark, there is a connection.

"Could it be the White Tiger?" said Mengqian strangely.

The next moment, he came to the White Tiger City, inside the statue, sat down cross-legged, to imprint his own breath, this statue, under the tempering of telekinesis and dreams, exudes the breath of God, it seems to have some agility, like the doppelganger of dreams!

Meng Qiangu nodded with satisfaction, and his figure flashed, appearing in the depths of the Western Desert, that unborn place.

There are some strange places here, and there are some formations to block them, but it is difficult to dream of eternity today.

He raised his eyes and looked in, and at this moment, a white tiger in a red robe, holding a delicate porcelain doll in his arms, was breastfeeding.

The porcelain doll seemed to have discovered Dream Eternal, and even stopped breastfeeding, twisted her little head, and smiled stupidly in the direction of Meng Eternal.

The white tiger felt a little and looked up, but it was empty in front of him, and there was no one in front of him!

Looking at each other, Dream Eternal saw the satisfaction and regret in the eyes of the white tiger.

"Hey, you two, why bother?" Silently, an old man appeared beside Meng Qiangu, who was the patriarch of the White Tiger.

"That's fine, I can go to war and take revenge with confidence, without the slightest regret or regret! Old White Tiger, what's his name?" Meng Qiangu asked.

The White Tiger Patriarch was just about to get angry, "How old is my old man, you kid doesn't respect the old and love the young at all!" he thought to himself.

"Hey, it seems that this kid has already remembered the dusty memory, only he dares to call me that!" the old man shook his head helplessly!

"Dream Emperor God!" said the old man.

"Haha, good name!" Yume smiled happily.

"Give this ring to the little guy, give this pendant to the white tiger!" Meng Qiangu had a trace of reluctance in his eyes, after all, he was leaving!

Dream Eternal quickly took off his ring, erased the mark, took off the pendant around his neck, and also erased his mark, and a huge white tiger appeared beside the two.

The white tiger was just about to open his mouth and roar, but he was pressed down by Meng Qiane!

Meng Qiangu sent the ring and pendant to the hands of the White Tiger Patriarch, these two things witnessed his growth all the way.

The ring, handed down by the old man Meng, contains all the collections of the dream for the past thirty years, including the Zhantian spear!

And that pendant, worn by Meng Qianeon, has almost become a symbol of his identity!

"Old White Tiger, your grandson is a ghost elf, he has awakened his consciousness early in the morning and recovered his former memory, but he pretended to be stupid, and now I will hand him over to you!"

"Haha, the little guy is naughty, he just wants to stay by your side for a long time, and there is no other meaning!" the old white tiger hurriedly said, and the white tiger also nodded with his huge head!

"Hey, speaking of which, the Protoss is ashamed of your four great divine beast clans!" Meng Qiangu sighed and walked outside step by step!

"Roar" the white tiger roared, looked at his grandfather reluctantly, and then turned around and chased towards the dream of eternity.

"Hey, evildoer, our White Tiger clan, what we owe you has already been repaid, isn't it enough?

"White Tiger, go back, the future is much more thrilling than the present, maybe I will fall again!" said Dream Eternal to the chasing White Tiger!

"Roar" the white tiger is unwilling, or follows the dream for eternity.

"Haha, you kid, if you want to fight with me, your strength is not enough!" Meng Qiangu smiled slightly, grabbed the white tiger, and threw it into a small space.

"Work hard to improve your strength, and when you leave, I will summon you!"

Dream Qiangu looked at the desert, shook his head, raised his foot, and disappeared into the void.

"Patriarch?" Bai Hu asked in confusion when he saw the old patriarch walk in.

"Hey, he's here, he's gone again!" The White Tiger Patriarch shook his head helplessly, and put the Linghu ring on the index finger of the Dream Emperor's right hand, and the ring took the initiative to shrink and firmly put it on his tiny finger.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee" the little guy looked at the ring happily and laughed.

"This pendant was condensed by the fire of Ziyan, and he has been wearing it on his chest, and now he asks me to give this to you!" said the White Tiger Patriarch, handing over the purple pendant!

The white tiger took the pendant and held it tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to firmly grasp his fate, and refused to let go.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine, this world, the people who can destroy him haven't been born yet! I, the White Tiger Clan, will take care of you and the emperor!" said the White Tiger Patriarch.

"Emperor?" a glint flashed in the white tiger's eyes.

"Hehe, with your relationship with Kun Yuan, how can you not know his identity, this child is his first child!"

"We're just guessing, but we're not sure!" said White Tiger.

"Well, he's him, but it's not him! I'm afraid only he knows whether it's or not!" sighed the old patriarch.

Heaven and Earth City, in the main hall of the Heaven and Earth Society, the figure of the dream of eternity appears!

Liu Xiaoyu was already waiting in the main hall, Wang Fu Zhenren, Nanjizi and the Lord of Death, these core members of the Heaven and Earth Society who were familiar to the eternal dream were all there, and in the entire patriarchal group, only Great Elder Sun Simiao was there!

"Welcome to the Divine Envoy!" Liu Xiaoyu and the others said respectfully.

"Haha, kid, you've finally grown up!" said the Great Elder with a smile.

"Great Elder!" Meng Qiangu smiled slightly, "You are a disciple of Bian Que's predecessor, right?" Meng Qiangu asked.

"Hehe, I have been seen through by you, old man, I am waiting here just to wait for the day when you become a god! Now that you have become a god, I can leave with peace of mind!"

"Thank you, Great Elder!" said Meng Qiangu with his fists clenched.

Now he thought about it, at the beginning, the Bright Clan's invasion of the Shenzhou Continent could really succeed? With these true gods here, what kind of storm could the Bright God withstand!

"Someone is playing the Shenzhou Continent, but they don't know me, on his chessboard, which one is counted?"