The dream soil that has become cramped, floating on the border between the special operations zone and the outside world.

Feng Lin Wan is only an officer in charge of transporting materials, not a sinner, there is no special mark on his body, and the special rules located on the border will not restrict his access.

The special operations zone is both a battlefield and a cage.

It is not a solid copper wall or a strong prohibition that binds this place.

It is a rule set by some inexplicable powerhouses.

When he said that those who have been convicted by the court must not leave this place until they have been pardoned. The rules are already imprinted and cannot be changed.

In the narrow dream soil, a mountain suddenly rose.

At the top of the mountain, a chair is erected.

The chair was still covered with white tiger skin, and Feng Lin sat there with his legs crossed.

The fragments of the Creation Godhead were taken out by Feng Lin Wan and placed aside, and from time to time, under the active stimulation and urging of Feng Lin Wan, they emitted dazzling spots of light.

This spot of light carries an almost irresistible divine power.

It can turn everything into absolute light, pass through everything, transcend everything, dominate and even control everything.

Gentle and strong, domineering and warm.

One, two, three... Many figures fell in front of Feng Linwan one after another.

Some of them have clear faces, some of them are very vague and can't see through them, and some of them you clearly think you have looked at carefully, but you can't remember their true faces at all.

These are the powerhouses of the galaxy who heard the news, and they are all those who are really waiting to catch the nets.

Their eyes seemed to have seen the fragments of the Creation Godhead beside Feng Linwan countless times.

So at this moment, they all looked at Feng Linwan, as if they were waiting for something.

Feng Linwan took a deep breath, then stood up from his chair, and said loudly: "That's right! But as a member of the military department, as a guardian of the order of the Federation, I need to protect the peace that cannot be broken at the lowest cost. If it's sinful... Then I am willing to confess my sins. ”

Feng Linwan's words can be said to be quibbles.

However, I have to admit that this sentence still has its footing.

It's very simple, the rumors of Feng Lin Wan were passed on to those people who were separated from the realm.

The reason why it will be spread in the galaxy is because of the false rumors of players.

These bigwigs, across the galaxy, came here to find the creation godhead because they heard such rumors.

They can blame Feng Linwan, but they can't deny Feng Linwan's original intention of spreading this rumor.

Facing the seventh and eighth levels of this water... Even the ninth-level boss, Feng Lin Wan, who was only a fifth-level man, was of course very flustered.

But he is not without confidence.

As long as he occupies the reason and has his back to the military department, even these bigwigs can't really help him on the surface. The federation is law-oriented, and the military department is even more rigorous. Of course, no one would offend a group of seven, eight, or ninth level bigwigs for the sake of a mere fifth-level officer, but there is a premise that no one knows about it, or it has not been publicized.

This is as if there are many people who have been wronged abroad, and there may not be gaps and frictions between countries for the sake of certain individuals. Unless... Everyone knows about this matter, and the party who is insulted is in the good interest of the country.

As the old saying goes: One monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat.

If one or two strong people come, it is very dangerous to seal Lin Wan.

But the more you come, the safer.

Everyone knew that Feng Lin was quibbling.

But he also had to admit that Feng Linwan stated a fact at the same time.

He guarded the peace and protected the stability of the cosmic order.

Even if this stability is not needed for some people.

But peacekeeping... It is a kind of political correctness, and no one will deny this correctness in public.

At this moment, Bai Xiaotian appeared in the dream soil with his father's letter in his hand.

When everyone's eyes focused on the letter in Bai Xiaotian's hand, some of the anger that could not be provoked completely dispersed, leaving only a strange and inexplicable silence.

No one left, no one went further, and no one snatched it.

Feng Linwan was completely relieved in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's still Xiao Tian reliable! Borrowing the momentum of the white boss, with this buffer, I have room to operate. Otherwise... Let me say a thousand things and ten thousand, the gap in strength cannot be filled, no one will be willing to be controlled and manipulated by me, even if it retreats on the surface, it will come back secretly to retaliate. "Feng Linwan didn't dare to underestimate these strong men who seemed to be silent and were 'invited' by rumors.

They have a wide range of knowledge and have seen a lot of scenery. Some have existed, and even destroyed, more than one world.

Compared with those natives of the same level who are trapped in a certain world, these powerhouses of the Galaxy Age are more than a little bit superior in all aspects.

"Although the rumors are false, the kid knows that he must give an explanation to your seniors today. ”

"So... The fragments of Godhead are here, and the kid offers them with both hands, but the seniors, if you want to win or lose, you should work hard to solve it yourself, don't be angry with the kid. The kid is soft-spoken, his power is weak, and he can't stand the toss. Feng Linwan held the fragment of the Creation Godhead in both hands, with a distressed expression on his face, but he still said with righteousness and awe.

Hum!

The thunder was rolling, and in the dream soil of the sealed forest, there were suddenly more cracks that would never fade, and there were endless thunderbolts, pouring in from the cracks, always thunderbolting into this already narrow enough soil.

"It's just fragments, but it's not rare, you can fight!" After speaking, a figure turned into thunder and lightning, and disappeared in its place.

Immediately after that, several more figures disappeared.

Never say a word from beginning to end.

Almost a few breaths of effort, almost most of the eighth-level and all the ninth-level bosses are gone.

The ones who stayed were a few seventh-level and one or two eighth-level.

Perhaps for these people, even if it is broken, only a small piece of the creation godhead remains, it is worth fighting for.

"In this case, leave it to me!" a man with yin and yang hair, dressed in a strange clown costume, walked out.

He still had a big red nose stuck to his nose, a thick layer of inferior fat powder on his face, and his narrow eyes, full of fierce light, but painted with dark cyan six-pointed star shaped eyeshadow.

stepped out, and he had already come to Feng Linwan.

His hand was about to touch the fragment of the Creation Godhead, but his neck popped out like plasticine, stretching out.

With a big face, the pestle was in front of Feng Linwan, and then stared at Feng Linwan with a cold light, as if he wanted to forcibly pour some kind of crazy memory into Feng Linwan's consciousness.

Feng Linwan's fingertips gently turned a lilac eyeball.

The next moment, the clown's face stiffened, and the whole person stood in place.

The fingers that had reached out to the fragment of Godhead, less than an inch from the target, were never within reach.

His consciousness has fallen into a real dream, and he has been pulled into the deep Lalaye, feeling the cold, decadent, and dead dream.

At this moment, an illusory shadow walked out from behind Feng Linwan.

It quietly climbed up like a poisonous snake along Feng Linwan's back, and then choked Feng Linwan's throat.

"Kill you! Kill you... I am you, and I can take your place. Why am I the shadow and you are the body?" The crazy voice, like a magic spell, continued to echo in Feng Linwan's ears, pulling Feng Linwan's soul to fall into the incomparably dark deep pool.

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