What is Creation?

Manufacturing, creation, and creation are all about making.

The former uses the existing as the material to create something that does not exist, while the latter is slightly empty and refers to chance in general.

The innate power of the Shaping Spirit Clan's dual awakening may be different for men and women, and Leng Yu's talent is to create.

Take ten thousand laws, take ten thousand laws to be created, and give them to others.

As for whether there is a triple awakening and what the innate power of awakening is, Leng Yu doesn't know now, and he won't know in the future.

The exchange of loss and gain is eternal, the power of talent is not supernatural power, the realm of cold jade is limited, and what needs to be paid for the creation of ten thousand laws is no longer mana, but her life and vitality, as well as the qualification for reincarnation.

At the cost of everything you have, cast a spell

Burning picture, but without fire.

The Spirit Girl slowly rose into the air, her hair fluttering, her white dress like a curtain, and her expression was indifferent and calm. Her body was shining, and the stars were fluttering, like thousands of fireflies singing happily, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and wisps of red, black, white, green, and yellow air masses swept through the sky, like thousands of colorful feather flowers gathered in one hand.

A hand that is smooth and thin, leaving no dirt.

The starlight is getting stronger, and the cold jade statue is back to its past, and its body slowly becomes illusory and transparent, like a statue inlaid with pure jade. The whole space is surrounded by an inexplicable force, filled with a holy breath, quiet, peaceful, as if

The Celestial Maiden is bathing.

No one could move, nor did they want to move, and people looked at the figure in the sky, their minds filled with solemnity, and their minds were at peace because of the sacredness, as if they were far away from the hustle and bustle, but only calm.

There are only two exceptions, the big head, and Thirteen Lang

At that time, the big head blew itself up and the small half of the body was violently impacted, and the besieging family was the first to bear the brunt. Suddenly he was hit hard. The three cards are all crippled, and I don't know if they are alive or dead. The Great Gray Heavenly Heart was seriously injured, and the dumb aunt's body collapsed several times, and it was almost impossible to maintain its shape, and nearly half of the flying ants were all killed, and they instantly lost their liliang and qualifications to fight.

Thirteen Lang's situation was slightly better, but he was hit one more time, the heart from the floating demon

That's not food, it's not something that anyone can eat if they want. Before he submitted it, Thirteen Lang didn't have any extra ability other than summoning Jingle Bell. If it weren't for the floating demons and the big heads that had run out of oil, if it weren't for the nearly 10,000 flying ants devouring and rushing forward, the family would be doomed to be wiped out, and no one would have survived.

Surrounding. Gongzi Yu may have spare strength, but his spirit is close to collapse, and he is tired and unable to get up. In terms of experience, Yu Gongzi did not lose to anyone in the field, but he had never experienced a real battle, and he may be more clever and intelligent, but he was still too far from being ruthless and resolute. In the previous battle at the ferry, Gongziyu was almost scared and lost his mind. Not to mention the present.

compared to the battles he had experienced, or seen. This fight is like a battle between wild beasts, fierce, swift, vicious, and without rules. Far beyond the reach of Yu Gongzi.

From this point of view, Mei Shuai's move is understandable, and a hasty attack may be justified, but from the perspective of the entire battle situation, it may not be a wise move.

Who else can you rely on?

There is only cold jade, and there is only a plastic spirit girl.

She had been preparing for this moment for a long time, supervising Mei Shuai was just an excuse and a deception, and Leng Yu's real target had always been a floating demon, the big head that had been snatched from her hand!

Compared to Thirteen Lang, Leng Yu is purer and simpler, and just wants to stop the floating demons, block the big heads, and kill them!

Even if you die, you will not hesitate

The big head does not feel sacred, it only feels fear, the despair and horror of being seriously injured and dying, dying.

Thirteen Lang didn't feel sacred, he was as frightened and desperate as his big head, and after releasing the jingle bell, Thirteen Lang tried his best to gather mana, to drink out that roar with supernatural powers.

"Definitely!"

No sound came out, Shisanlang's lips trembled unconsciously, his chest and abdomen swelled like thunder, and there seemed to be a membrane, a wall, and a fire in his body, no matter how hard he tried, how he urged his mind to the extreme, he couldn't reach it.

"Whew!"

It was the big head that roared. All that was left of it was the primordial spirit, dilapidated and weakened, and it was too weak to suppress the wind, but it had to rise up and roar and roar and rush forward

Rushing towards the sacred and inviolable figure, which was constantly drawing essence and origin from its body.

The head rushes hard, and every step has to pay a huge price, and those falling stars are so beautiful that they give the big head the feeling of being like a straw, indifferently and resolutely extracting memories from its soul, and then merging with other flying flotsam, turning into a small, brilliant ball of light.

Leng Yu ignored the big head, she floated calmly in the air, calmly looking at everything around her, and then condensed her gaze and moved forward flatly.

She came to Clank, looked at the girl she saw as another self, raised her left hand and stroked her head, pulling the strand of hair that was scattered across her forehead to the back of her head.

"Dingdong doesn't cry, live well. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ding Dong raised his hand to wipe his face, then held Leng Yu's hand and nodded vigorously.

Leng Yu's hand was not like an entity, Ding Dong felt that his hand seemed to be penetrable, he couldn't feel a little warmth, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

The corners of Leng Yu's lips moved slightly, he seemed to smile, didn't say anything more, squatted down, and faced the half-lying and half-lying Thirteen Lang.

Thirteen Lang's two arms throbbed, his body twitched in the red mang, and thunder, flames, and hurricanes rushed wildly, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping in his body. The blood that flowed out had dried early, and the scorching breath overflowed in all directions, and Thirteen Lang's eyes were difficult to focus, looking at Leng Yu, and looking at Shijie behind her.

Leng Yu looked at Shisanlang's face, looking at it seriously, as if it was the first time he saw this person, and after a long time, he said apologetically: "Don't care, you should have known." ”

Shisanro looked back at her face, her eyes, the muscles on her face covered with black and brown scorched marks kept bounced, but her angry expression gradually calmed down, and she said with difficulty: "I won't let you die." ”

Leng Yu smiled and replied, "I'll wait." ”

Leng Yu said: "I should have cultivated for a while longer, accumulated more liliang, and the origin that this technique can condense is also stronger, but unfortunately, it is not a pity, the supernatural powers that appear here now, including mine, the floating demon, and the ability of that monster, will be buried in this technique." ”

Jusan Lang wanted to speak, but he couldn't, and the impact in his body rushed in all directions one after another. He couldn't move. I can't open my mouth, I can't even blink.

"Promise me, you'll cultivate them well, okay?"

Looking at Thirteen Lang's convulsive face, Leng Yu's eyes showed tenderness and pity for the first time, and said, "That's it, these are all nonsense. You're doing well, you've been doing well. ”

"Suddenly I remembered, I don't seem to have ever looked at this shijie seriously, and when this matter is over, take me around and take a look, okay?"

Anyway. Without waiting for Thirteen Lang's answer, Leng Yu raised his right hand and pressed it on his forehead, opened his lips and drank softly: "Plastic Spirit!"

A small colorful vortex poured out from his fingertips and poured into Shisanlang's forehead, like a breeze to sweep away the fatigue of the traveler, like a thousand streams returning to the sect.

Behind Leng Yu, the Yuan Shen with a big head shrank rapidly, and his gaze was sometimes clear and sometimes confused. Sometimes painful, sometimes liberating. A liliang that even it couldn't comprehend filled the surroundings and swept through its body. What is taken away is the spirit, and what is left behind

"Whew!"

A violent aura rose from Shimaro's body to the sky, accompanied by a terrible and desperate howl of his big head, and his body drifted away like green smoke blown by the wind.

The mountain peaks collapsed, the barriers were torn, the waves were surging, and the wind, thunder, fire, and even everything that was driven into it all gathered in one place, as if thousands of thoughts were condensed into a rope, condensed into an indestructible torrent, and swept forward.

The hurricane was blowing, and the sea of fire wrapped in the arc flowed inside the hurricane, and it was so quiet that it was heartbreaking. The bodies of Thirteen Lang and Leng Yu floated up at the same time, floating in the hurricane, and spun in the air.

Inside the body, a circle of golden ripples originated from the dantian, reverberating and sweeping in all directions, every meridian was affected, every piece of flesh and blood was covered, the meridians were like tubes made of glass, unable to accommodate too violent mana, shattered and quickly reforged. Flesh and blood also go back and forth between destruction and rebirth, as well as muscles and bones, hair and skin, everything.

He was like a clay puppet that was constantly being broken and reglued, struggling with severe pain and suffering, and his breath was climbing towards higher and higher peaks. Hurricanes are like waves, and thousands of waves break away the embankments again and again; thunder is like swords, and thousands of sharp swords pierce the heart, scrape and smash a heavy shackle, and then recast a piece of steel and iron bones.

Bang!, the raging Demon Heart couldn't withstand this impact, and it collapsed into invisibility in the crisp sound. Strands of hair-thin arcs jumped up and jumped with joy, joining in the seemingly endless vortex of thunder. It was the source of the Thunder Dao that had only been condensed after 10,000 years of Floating Demon Sacrifice training, and it was the true core that ordinary monks could not use if they took away it.

The addition of filament electricity made the thunder power in Shisanlang's body reach the extreme, and with the naked eye, the crimson lightning gradually transitioned to another color: purple!

Purple lightning Ruolan, the strange color is dazzling, at this time, if someone sees through the touch of Thirteen Lang, they can find that a purple electric hair gradually emerges from the pupil of his left eye, which contains the power of rage and extermination, which is enough to shock the monk, and the power is also because of its shrinkage.

The changes did not stop there, as the cultivation continued to rise, a flame that seemed to be extinct suddenly rose, and a little true fire from the golden crow and the remaining bit of the spell cast by Biluo suddenly dispersed, turning into thousands of sparks and merging into Thirteen Lang's body, followed by a violent impact that was far more than several times before.

"Ahh

Tough as Thirteen Lang, he couldn't help but let out a painful howl at this time, and before he could realize it, the previous hurricane, thunder, and the power of the thick earth that was poured into his body by the cold jade, the aura of the hell fire, the blood poison of the floating demons, and even the handsome Hades Gate all floated out of the breath, all burrowing into the body of the thirteen langs, and merging into the flames.

The fire that extinguishes the world is both life and fusion. There are so many mottled and chaotic liliang, even if the cold jade burns for thousands of lifetimes, they can't all be subdued, but at this time, under the sacrifice of the true spirit fire, they are like seemingly arrogant streams, converging into that vast and endless ocean, gradually becoming soft, and the liliang contained in it is stronger.

The tranquility of the sea can accommodate thousands of streams and thousands of rivers without moving, and the wrath of the sea can destroy mountains and mountains and tides, which is a qualitative change and a leap in level.

"Bang!" was another crisp sound, others couldn't see it, and Thirteen Lang could clearly feel that his golden pill was broken.

There is also the star on the chest, the four corners have been smoothed like arcs, the top corners are pointed, just like a heart, a peach, and an arc appears in the center, like yin and yang.

The dichotomy of yin and yang is creation!

There was a thunderous explosion, and the passage opened by the holy light looked towards the sky, stratus clouds overlapped, hurricanes were like the sea, and thunderclouds were 10,000 meters long. Beyond the thunderclouds, the sky seemed to open its eyes, the earth seemed to grin, and the power of heaven and earth surged and swung like a visible thing.

"Robbery!"

With a half-exclamation, in the void countless miles away, a crack appeared out of thin air, and a 10,000-meter whirlpool drilled out of the void, slightly surprised and hesitant. Before it could think clearly, the sound of the catastrophe shook again, and the red clouds gathered in all directions, burning all over the three hundred miles.

Wind, thunder and fire, like three enraged dragons hanging from the nine skies, churning and staggering, accumulatively stacked xiangxia.

The sky could not bear its wrath, the vastness was not enough to describe its might, the hurricane blew the flames, the flames burned the thunder, the thunder split the wind tide, roaring, like the eyes of the heavens.

"Robbery, really robbery! Since that's the case, the deity might as well be it."

There was an incredible exclamation from within the vortex, and a large, boundless claw of fire poked out of its core, ready to move.

At this time

In the belly of the mountain, in the wind pillar where the figures could no longer be distinguished, Thirteen Lang held the cold jade body that fell softly in his arms, and finally roared out that roar, which no one could predict and could not guess at all.

"Definitely!"

The whole shijie was stunned, there seemed to be a startled "Huh!" between heaven and earth, and the next moment, the sky thundered slowly, the fire clouds dissipated, the hurricane stopped, and the holy light was even more destroyed, scattered invisibly.

Everything was brought to a halt when the suffocating moment had passed and time had flowed again

"No!"

There was an angry roar in the whirlpool, and it swayed without hesitation, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into the thundercloud, and the fire claws waved.

"Come back, come back to the deity!"

With the roar, the momentum of the dissipation of the three hundred miles of tribulation clouds slowed down, and the power of wind, thunder, and fire in the clouds poured on the fire claws, not only did it not bring it harm, but also seemed to enjoy it.

"You idiot!"

The voice was so angry, so unwilling, so unbelievable, the voice lost its usual calmness and composure, like a toad whose skin had been torn apart, roared like thunder: "The opportunity to break the baby, the way to make a robbery, just to let her live a few more days, you actually don't grasp it! The deity doesn't even take the earth spirit back, just to fulfill you, the deity wants"

"Four-legged senior, long time no see. Thirteen Lang's clear voice came from the belly of the mountain, slightly tired and slightly sarcastic.

"Remember the True Spirit Oath!"

(To be continued......)