The lying down did not even say hello to the monthly month, and flew down towards the green big lake. The monthly frown frowned. It was rare to be so excited. I am afraid that in addition to the light mouse below, there must be other unusual other unusual ones.

thing……

What is Dongdi Tian? I am afraid that something will happen ...

He followed his lying down and shook his hand, and shot a firework at the night sky. The golden moon flower pattern was condensed in the night sky and did not disperse.

Everyone, after seeing this pattern, will definitely come over as soon as possible.

On the silver -gray door, Dongdi was inductive, raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, then bowed his head again, pinched the trembling paw of the shell, and stuffed it into the hole.

When there is no pain at all, the shell can already be so screaming. When the real pain comes, her voice can break through the sky, like the sparrow of the arrow, and the sound can continue to increase.

The utensils, I am afraid that all of them will be shattered by this sound wave.

The pair of light wings was quickly fanned, and it seemed to turn into a light group screamed in Dongdi Tian's hands.

Fortunately, Dongdi Tian quickly pulled out its claws and threw it to Nanxing Soul. The shell was determined to save his life.

In one game, there are tears in both eyes. Its paws will not heal like Dongdi Tian, ​​and it will be more than bleeding. Nanxing Soul hurriedly takes out the bandage to bandage it.

The soul's arm was stunned, and the relationship between one person and one beast seems to be a lot kind.

Feng Qinglang's eyes were still on Dongdi Tian. I saw that the hole on the door had gradually disappeared after taking the essence of the shell, and the ripples of the silver gray ripples passed by the feet.

Without interest, Dongdi Tian took the right foot as a shaft, stepped on the previous position of that hole, moved his left foot, and drawn a trajectory one after another. The whole world seemed to become hazy.

The woods of the woods, vaguely across the flowers of the spring wild, seem to be winding on the mountain wall again ... sometimes white, sometimes green, sometimes blue, a bit of poetic flavor, a little bit from the ordinary sense of extraction ...

Mowing

Dongdi Tian calmly said: "We are going in."

Feng Qinglang found that he seemed to be trapped in the mud that was trapped in a swamp. Slowly sank, merged into the silver ash, sinking into the door, and wanted to break free, but he didn't need half a bit of strength.

Enter the silver gray.

In fact, Feng Qinglang has been prepared for sufficient psychological preparation.

Be

Because after he passed through the door, he fell to the ground immediately, not falling from the height, but fell from the same place, like an inverted person who suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground ... In other words, behind the door, behind the door

The world is an inverted space world

A silver -gray stone on the ground is full of matte texture. It is affixed with the skin. Even if it is separated, it still feels extremely cold.

It was a scream and jumped to the shoulder of Nanxing Soul.

Feng Qing can recognize them, it is the undead stone

The surroundings of the space are full of gray, with the cultivation of Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul, which can not be able to see how big the area is here.

Only the sky above looks extremely clear. It is a vortex that countless groups rotate against time. They are different in size. They are staggered and integrated together.

The whole sky, as if from Henggu, it spin slowly, full of violent power, as if it can swallow the world at any time.

Feng Qing is estimated to be the location of the space. If this inverted space is under the door just now, the huge vortex is not to the location of the heart?

Dongdi Tian looked up at the huge vortex, just like returning to a segment of a thousand years ago, and gently said: "Above is the one who was sealed thousands of years ago, the complete memory of the sealed sealed"

Feng Qinglang trembled. If Dongdi Tian took this complete memory, wouldn't it be the fierce power of the past, would he return again?

He was worried that Dongdi Tian would look at himself, and also tried to make a puzzled expression, but he thought about it. Dong Diantian didn't look at them at a glance, and still leaned his head and said calmly: "But, I have been, I have been on

Think, I really brought this memory back, are you still there now? "

At this time, Dongdi Tian was not asking questions. He just needed the audience and continued gently: "I like myself now. If this kind of self no longer exists, I will feel very regrettable."

He raised his hand slightly and reached into the sky. The vortex was like a sense of feeling. It accelerated to rotate. It was so huge and full of suffocating depression. At the same time, those large and small vortexes were so dense that they were so dense.

After a long time, I feel a little nauseous and dizzy.

Even outsiders such as Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul can feel the traction of this vortex, which is a kind of call full of violent atmosphere. This is a long -time encounter.

There is an illusion, it is getting closer and closer, and it is overwhelming.

Dongdi Tian suddenly retracted his hand, and the corner of his mouth was slightly holding, and he didn't know if he mocked himself, or he was ridiculed the vortex, and Zhan Yan smiled and said: "I have been hesitating, should I get back to my memory. But I really stand here, but I really stand here.

I changed my mind, I want to be me now, everything about me thousands of years ago, what about me? "

He bit his finger and sketched the sky with silver -gray blood as a cited, and said: "Yes, I want to seal here, say goodbye to the past," like you can hear this sound, or feel Dongdi Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tiantian

The mood, the huge unswerving vortex nebula, rotating crazy, full of violent atmosphere, just like accusing Dongdi Tian's unfaithful in the roar

Feng Qinglang was relieved. In the end, Dongdi Tian still chose to be the new self. To some extent, Ye Diantian's back hands were very beautiful.

Only by leading can there be such a result.

However, if the world is always unsatisfactory, there is a heavy bombardment from outside, and the whole space shakes.

Dongdi ignored it, and continued to sketch towards the sky one by one. Silver -gray blood continued to push out of his fingertips, and then quietly hidden in the space, but with the strokes of Dongdi Tianxu painting

Many, the vortex seems to be farther, and the sense of oppression gradually decreases.

However, the impact on the outside is getting more and more urgent, and the strength has increased significantly. Obviously, there are more than one strong who has arrived outside.
Chapter completed!