Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom - Chapter 138

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On the endless illusory sea, a large copper gourd floated, and a person was riding on the graceful waist of the graceful large gourd.

He was wearing a gorgeous robe that did not match the style of the gourd painting. He held a stick with a large tuft of long hair on the top in his right hand, like a strange broom. His left hand supported the surface of the copper gourd, and his body was lying directly on the gourd’s stomach. I’m dead, I’m so annoying”, while swinging his right arm, he whipped the sea, splashing light and shadow.

Since Wang Zichuan was very bored and rushed into the door to find excitement, he was surrounded by the super exciting Viper sound effects that were intertwined and mixed with countless voices, thoughts, thoughts, desires, feelings, consciousness… , is better than babbling, and immediately made Wang Zichuan’s desire to be immortal, eager to tear himself apart, merge with the world, and live with heaven and earth.

Of course, he immediately used his natural talent, changed the rules, and weakened the impact, but in the sea, he could still feel swarms of bees and flies charging from his left ear to the right ear, a melee Then, enter from the right ear, pass in line, and exit from the left ear. This made him feel very bad, and the whole person had no energy.

He first carried the lantern and floated on the sea by himself, then felt bored and threw the lantern on the sea, stepping on the lantern to float by himself, and later he felt that the shape of the oil lamp was very strange, so he mustered up the power that filled the room and put the oil lantern It turned into a big gourd, so he rode the gourd and felt a little bit of happiness.

The empty hand, like his loneliness, has nowhere to put it, which makes him want to equip himself with a handy weapon, so he pulls out a Tai Chi whisk from the sea.

Wang Zichuan floated on the boundless sea for a long time, and he did not encounter any strange things, nor saw any creatures, which made him even more irritable and lonely.

He stopped, inserted the whisk into the sea, stirred it for a while, and then slowly pulled it up. As the white tail spiked out of the sea, a woman’s figure was gradually elongated, full, and plump.

The long black hair that was as smooth as satin fell straight to the ground, and a blood-red crescent moon lightly pulled her black hair on her head. Her eyes were scarlet, and her expression was indifferent, but anyone who saw her would only feel that the beauty in the world is all about it. set here.

Wang Zichuan nodded with satisfaction, feeling that his imagination was good. This woman, who was eighteen percent similar to Emlyn, was a puppet he imagined and could only exist here. Yes, it was just a puppet without a soul. Although he borrowed the power of his mind, he could only reach this level without his true ability, and he couldn’t give her humanity.

So he drew a tiger according to a cat, and then pinched out Gehrman, Amon, Roselle, Derrick, Danitz and Qonas.

Wang Zichuan finally became happy and distributed flower baskets, flutes, and plantain fans to them respectively…

A group of people hurrahed forward on the golden sea, causing even bigger waves and waves, tossing the whole sea to the point where it seemed to be rippling with the waves.

The fun this brought didn’t last long. He looked at these stunning people and suddenly had a good idea.

Here is the sea of ​​the soul, here is the power of white creation, here is full of the singing of real creation, so…

Leo Master in the basement of the monastery, Kesma in Backlund, Mr. Z who was assigned to the Southern Continent, Lovia in the City of Silver, Heath Doyle on the Future, and all those who had passed the listener stage. The Extraordinary of the True Creation Path have heard the oracle from the Lord.

While the whispers they could each hear were different, they all deciphered the same message from that obscure symbol:

The great Lord asked them to hold a continent-wide beauty pageant. The participants must be Extraordinary people of this pathway. There is no gender limit. Men are encouraged to participate. The most beautiful believer is selected, and the Aurora Society is responsible for sending it to Su. The easternmost ruins of the battle of the gods in the Nea Sea, the Lord will open the door to the kingdom of God for the winner.

Wang Zichuan rallied his strength and set off turbulent waves on the golden ocean. His puppets were swept away by the undulating waves, blown away by the wind, and scattered across the horizon.

He stood up and stood firmly on the big gourd, with a whisk on his right arm, his body straight, his face solemn, and he broke through the huge waves frontally, but his mouth was not idle.

“I stand in the strong wind, I can’t wait, I can’t help but feel the pain in my heart. I look at the sky and the clouds move in all directions. I have the sword in my hand, and ask who is the hero in the world.”

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Here, he laughed a few times, and then continued to sing quite proudly.

“The aurora will be full of beauty and redness, and I only love the kind of roses.”

I, the symbol of rules and order, the representative of not speaking rules and subverting order, can use the sea of ​​subconsciousness to distort the ravings of real creation and falsely preach the imperial edict to all listeners. Isn’t it unreasonable?

Hey, let’s see what kind of beauties the Aurora can offer their Lord!

However, does this sea have any boundaries? This sea won’t twist itself into a Mobius ring.

The sea finally calmed down, and Wang Zichuan Crusoe had no plot to write. It didn’t take long for boredom and loneliness to start a new round of invasion, and he wanted to go back.

Standing on the gourd, he drew his sword and looked around in a daze. He suddenly realized that he didn’t know how to get out of this place.

Klein on the Future has experienced a dark night. The collapsed monastery in the last dream is slowly repairing itself. The previously completely collapsed hall and the tower have a gap that can barely pass through. Klein has the ability to move independently. Decided to look for that black wooden door.

He didn’t know which building the spiraling staircase was in, nor where the wooden door was. He could only enter from the square and the hall, looking for a passable road, slowly looking for it.

The night was not long. The first time he explored the dilapidated monastery, there was no result. When the night fell again, Klein found that most of the black buildings had been repaired. of unimpeded passage.

Finally, he saw the familiar staircase. The dim sunlight poured through the high stained glass on the winding black steps~www.mtlnovel.com~ Klein patted the dust on his body and walked into the corridor , look carefully.

The black wooden door with strange patterns was quickly found by Klein. He held the door handle, stabilized his mind, twisted his wrist, and opened the wooden door.

The abrupt golden light was a bit dazzling, and the disaster-ridden monastery building began to shake the soil again. Klein kept the door half-open, and only a little breath inside made him feel badly. He didn’t dare to really entry.

Wang Zichuan saw a beam of darkness piercing the bright space, and he instantly sensed that there was a connection with the outside world.

The gourd’s **** suddenly spewed fire, and the rocket rushed towards the darkness.

Wang Zichuan just raised the thought of quickly moving to the position of the door, and the power of fantasy immediately materialized it according to the concept and way of thinking of the owner of the thought, so the fire gourd was launched.

Klein saw the familiar scene again, and a golden light burst out with a “whoosh”.

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