"Okay, everyone, let's take a step, we're in the ruined world of the War of the Gods, and time is precious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Seeing that the two people were foaming at the mouth and not moving their hands, Qi Lin simply summoned the bee carrying the nectar of the canteen, and interrupted them while taking out the nectar on the bee.

"There are three of us now, I just looked at the amount of nectar, there are as many as five drops, a total of nine flowers, we picked seven, buddy, you picked two, so we just divided the final nectar according to the proportion, we accounted for four, you accounted for one. ”

Monsley was arguing with Bilodo, and when he heard Qi Lin's words, he subconsciously retorted: "Why let me suffer, you suffer a little loss, I have two shares......"

He saw that Qi Lin's body began to flicker with the blue flame that made him feel extremely dangerous, and Monsley was still a little scared of this guy who had just appeared and attacked him, so his argument became quieter and quieter, and in the end he couldn't hear it.

Seeing that Monslear gave in a little, Bilodo laughed like a pig teammate next to him.

Qi Lin looked at Bilodo a little speechlessly, obviously under Qi Lin's pressure, Monslier had succumbed, Bilodo's smile obviously angered Monslier, but any bloody man would never back down in the face of other people's laughter.

Sure enough, at the beginning, Monsley was a little unpleasant to Bilodo, and when he heard Bilodo laughing, he pointed at Bilodo a little angrily and said: "We are all spokespersons, see the truth under our hands, I will compare with you, whoever loses will take one share, and the person who wins will have two shares." ”

In the end, he didn't dare to say anything about Qi Lin's nectar, to be honest, he was really a little afraid of Qi Lin.

Hearing Monslier's words, Qi Lin and Bilodo glanced at each other, and instantly relied on their eyes to make contact.

"You pig, clean up your own trouble. Qi Lin glared hard at Bilodo.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't hold back for a while, but it doesn't matter, anyway, even if it's a move, we're not afraid, anyway, I'm a genius with the rules against the sky. Bilodo winked mischievously, then glanced at the billowing replica soul that had become invisible on his shoulder.

Seeing that Qi Lin and the two were communicating, Monsley coughed lightly and continued to ask, "How is it, dwarf, do you want to have a try?" ”

Hearing the name of the dwarf, a trace of anger immediately appeared in Bilodo's eyes, which had been very naughty and happy before, the most taboo thing for the hobbits was to be called a dwarf, especially when Monslear even added a small word in front of the dwarf.

"Fight, fight, it's the grandson who doesn't dare, come, I won't take advantage of you, give you time to let you row, and when you're ready, let's compare." Bilodo shook his shoulder, and controlled the copy to let out a cold breath, and instantly a layer of frost appeared on the pink ceiling, and at the same time, his whole person slowly disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Seeing that the two of them were really going to make a move, Qi Lin didn't say much, and directly ignited a layer of fire on his body and flew into the air, anyway, Bilodo, who had mastered the rules against the sky, would not be in any danger even if he couldn't kill Monslier.

Seeing Bilodo do it, Monsley was not ambiguous, he quickly turned the quill pen in his hand, and words appeared in front of him out of thin air, these independent words were like little elves, they held hands with each other and twisted and flew around Monslear.

Obviously, the text used by Monslier belonged to a very special font, at least Qi Lin and Yu Yan in his consciousness could not recognize what he was writing, and Yu Yan even guessed that this kind of writing should be created by Monslier himself.

Creating your own text is also a stage that every owner of the rules of writing must go through, after all, any power of the rules of words can only be achieved through writing, if you choose a font that everyone knows, then the enemy is likely to know your moves in advance, and only the words you create can maximize your power.

As time passed, more and more words floated on the ceiling, and Monslear's expression became more and more excited, as if he were finishing a beautiful poem, and the emotions in his chest gushed out along with the words.

At this moment, Bilodo's voice suddenly sounded in the space around him: "It's time, I'm going to go." ”

With Bilodo's voice, Monslier let out a long roar and said: "Words open civilization, civilization builds the world, word world, stand!"

With his voice, the words surrounding him suddenly began to spin rapidly, and at this speed, the words directly turned into small meteors, surrounding Monslear.

In an instant, Monslear seemed to become a star surrounded by countless planets, the space around him seemed to become his own world, and the words around him began to arrange and combine automatically, forming paragraphs of meaningful or nonsensical phrases.

Every time those words form a meaningful phrase, the world of words composed of all words adds a kind of power, because the speed of words is so fast, so although there will still be a large number of meaningless words, but with the passage of time, the power of the whole world of words is still significantly enhanced.

In the beginning, although the power of the text world was not small, it was only the power of rules after all, but as those words formed a variety of strange phrases, the whole text world gave people more and more mysterious, as if the text world had really transformed into a real world.

"Be careful, my text world really has the power of the world!" After Monsley completed the text world, he no longer had the strength to write, but he had absolute confidence in his word world, so after completing the word world, he didn't need to write anymore.

Bilodo, who was hidden next to him, didn't talk nonsense, in fact, even if Monsley didn't remind him, he knew that this strange circle like the realm was definitely not simple, although he felt that he could still break the world of words by using the rules of the soul, but he was cautious by nature and chose to use the power of the rolling soul to test.

A mixed beam of death black light and low-temperature white light shot straight at Monslear from the seemingly empty space.

Although it is a temptation, the power of rolling is not weak, you must know that what he has mastered is the death rule of the second gear, although because the time to master it is short, and the research is not deep, so the power of the death rule is not very strong, but with the temperature rule of the third gear, this attack of Bilodo is definitely no less than the full force of the second-level mortal peak genius.

"It's better to worry about yourself, if you can't stop the rules of death, then there is only one way to die. Bilodo's voice resounded in the space around him.