In the empty space of the ancient pavilion, Tang Shidao activated the secret of the monks. Although it was a collaborative cultivation, the local residents of the ancient pavilion had played a significant role. But success is success, and 100% of the fruit is harvested by Tang Shidao. Because of that success, Tang Shidao also fully realized the road of skill activation. This kind of income is unimaginable.

now.

Because of the provocation of the day, Tang Shidao inadvertently awakened another kind: Yuanzu is perfect.

Compared with the martial arts secrets of the moves, Yuanzu is perfect, but there is nothing... taste, smell, touch, sight, listen to five senses, heart, time, space, these things with spells and moves a dime nothing. Therefore, its birth is not easy, it can be said that it is the result of a coincidence, and it is barely strong.

relatively.

As long as it succeeds, Tang Shidao can advance at the speed of light.

With the power of the creation of the gods, it is not difficult to practice anything. It is only difficult to find the right way.

"I need to meditate and practice for a while." In the capacity of Mr. Long, in the place where the gods gathered together, Tang Shidao only said this with Weng Weng. Then sit in a public square in the shrine, sit still, meditate, and enter an unprepared state of practice.

The gods' masters were shocked and shocked by this boldness.

quickly.

Hearing that Weng Weng also entered meditation practice, people began to realize that this ‘combat’ both have gains. Even so, I am still amazed at Mr. Long’s courage to sit still and even admire. In places like shrines, although everyone generally does not cause trouble. But once someone is in trouble, it is the master level.

Mr. Long is not the master, dare to practice under the eyes of the masters, showing the high courage.

This is not a joke or a light try.

This is practice.

Normally, non-dominant characters must be careful when they sleep and rest, not to mention self-cultivation. Everyone can also guess that Mr. Long is not without brains, he has the confidence to protect himself. As for whether it is so powerful, it can protect itself in practice, and does not say. At least, Mr. Long has this confidence.

Therefore, this is the place to admire.

the other side.

Bai Hao woke up from a nightmare, faintly, and it felt that the whole person was not normal.

The first day is like this.

The same is true the next day.

Nightmare.

It is a nightmare.

Still a nightmare.

I don't know why, Bai Hao feels that he is going crazy, and even thinking is turning into another mode. In their own private space, all the fears of life, sorrow, pain, and despair make you feel like a sweet spring. But in the same way, the anger and resentment of the souls are like knives, as if they can cut their own flesh.

unconsciously.

The white cockroach no longer swallows the creatures, but has to spread the fear to protect his strong image.

At the same time, it adds a little sense of security to your fragile mind.

I spend the night in my nightmare.

Gradually.

The daylight no longer walks out of the temple, just listening to the outside voice, there is a cold feeling of bones and hair. Occasionally, the day will scream, and the huge roar will scare more and more laughter outside... It doesn't like laughter, it just likes to cry! Especially after entering the nightmare every night, all the laughter will make it feel like a kind of inability to stop shaking.

Ten days, twenty days, one month, two months.

White does not know what happened to him.

Alive?

Or just walking dead?

Is it yourself, or is it completely another life?

Because of fear, the thinking of day is already confused. In its mind, nightmares occupy the majority. I used to sleep and rest before I had a nightmare. Now, there are also days during the day. Even if you don't take a break, just let it go, and the fear of entanglement will begin to spread. Bai Hao has also awakened the spirit of twelve points. However, the laughter around the temple, the crying, the heat and cold of the heavens and the earth, all of which will form fear.

If you have a bone, you can't escape.

"Father..."

The only light in the heart of Bai Yu, the only belief.

Even if he is inexplicably afraid of the figure, the giant shadow is its only hope in the case of fear of digesting the whole body.

Ten days.

Twenty days.

One month, Bai Hao suddenly thought: Maybe I should give up, maybe I should surrender, and I promised that I should give in. Not fully surrendered, but partially surrendered to make life easier. The ‘fear’ can’t be defeated, can’t escape, can’t forget, can only give in... As long as I keep hope in my heart, I can bend my knees. One day, my father will save me.

then.

When Bai Yu decided to give in a moment: it awakened.

There is no reason.

Like a gift.

Suddenly, Bai Yu added a new kind of blood power: King Kong blood.

"what is this……"

Inexplicable surprises emerged, and the humiliation of the white cockroaches disappeared for a second. I can't believe that this is the gift of fear. King Kong's blood, the blood of a family close to the apex. As long as you have it, you can grow ten times as many times as you can, and you will be able to advance to another level and you will be able to turn around.

Thanks for the fear... No, thank the Father.

You are the light of my faith!

The long-lost smile of Bai Yu reappeared on the face, but...

"It doesn't belong to you, give it to me." The huge white eagle looked at the little guy who was in the palm of his hand, and he was cold and cold, and forced to extract this blood force.

"But I..." The smile of the day was fixed.

Unbelievable.

This is the deepest light in my heart.

"You are what I created, everything should belong to me. King Kong is too high blood, you are not qualified to enjoy it. You can wake it up even if you have a five-level merit, I will have other blood in the future to give priority to... ..."

The white cockroach did not listen, and its mind was broken.

Countless days and nights.

Countless nightmares.

Insist on countless times.

In the infinite fear, the father is the only light in my heart, how can you do this to me... White mad, dementia generally plunges into the fingers of a huge white, mad bite. Of course, this kind of attack is useless. There is no need for defense in the great white, and there is only a little mad dog in the palm. Bites, bites, what about? It is the master, and one thought can reply.

The great white cockroach can sense that this little thing wants to take it from himself and recapture the blood of the lost King Kong.

However, this is just a matter of self-reliance.

It is impossible to succeed.

Hold your hand.

fling.

"You should thank my kindness." The great white cockroach threw the little white cockroach back into its private space, closed in front of all the little white pelicans, and sealed the entrance. The little whites can understand that this is ‘captivity’, and only the father will forgive it or remember it. Otherwise, the ‘mad dog’ can only stay in private space forever.

The white scorpion fell back into the private space and knocked down the ground.

Bloody splashes.

It was the last time it worked hard, blinking, and there were a group of frightened and excited beasts and humans. The beasts are nervously looking up. The humans are holding stones and sickles. There is only one taste in the eyes of these creatures: I hope to die!

It was hurt and killed it.

or.

I beg you to die, don't wake up, beg you.

Bai Hao feels the pain of being bitten, and also hears people’s weeping prayers: No one wants to live! The father does not want, these people do not want, they themselves... do not want.

Animal teeth, stones, mows of mowing, countless attacks, but the actual white hair can not hurt.

do not know when.

It closed its eyes and the only light in the heart disappeared.

Another meeting.

It reopened, slowly sat up, the beasts on the ground scattered, but the crowd did not escape, all with a desperate expression. They did not want to escape, knowing that no one can escape the sanction of the gods. They didn't close their eyes and wait to die. They only looked at the white chills coldly, and prayed for the next time they were even more hurt, even worse. It would be better to never die.

"It's over." The white whispered aloud.

“Well?” The crowd was amazed and found that the expression of the white scorpion was completely different, like a wise man.

"No more tributes, no temples, no sacrifices, no freedom, you are free now. Set up your own order, set up your own kingdom, and work hard to run your life. Go, I am no longer your god. Your fears have disappeared." The white hand waved and healed the wounded in the chaos.

The crowd can understand but don't understand.

at this time.

They saw the white scorpion raising his palm, pulling away a few blood from his fingertips, and scorning a language of curse that no one could understand. At this time, the blood reorganized and intertwined into a new bloodline totem. Soon, the bloodline totem did not enter the white body. In the blink of an eye, the white cockroach quickly became bigger, stronger, stronger... It was only a few tens of meters of body, and it turned into hundreds of meters in a blink of an eye.

People look desperately.

However, it feels strange... The huge white scorpion has a very mild taste.

Even if it gets bigger, it is very careful to move, not to step on one person.

Changed to the previous.

It will definitely deliberately step on and something, then laughs cruelly.

"Let's go, you are free." The white dragonfly flew up, ignored everyone, and ascended into the sky.

At this time.

The white cockroach slowly narrowed down, slowly straightening the spine, and the expression changed to a human demeanor: "This is really correct. The moment of robbing is the moment of your care. Exchange your blood for the 'Abandoned Blood'... ... um, that's great. Thank you for your generosity, Bai Laojiao."

After the whisper is finished, the cloud is rolled up.

Automatically enter the evolution time.

At this moment, is Bai Bai still white?

Do not!

No longer!

Fear of ingestion, desperation of the lock, after the only light in the heart is extinguished, the day can not be called life, it has been separated from the essence of life. Instead, another seed that has already been implanted sprouts, grows, thrives, and is completely replaced.

Is it Tang Shidao?

Is it the activation of the ancestors of the human body?

It doesn't matter.

In a sense: the same. It can be said that Bai Yu is the only life that enters the process of “reincarnation” without death. It is equal to the other of Tang Shidao, the difference is that it is not the human body. The result of reincarnation is more than the degree of avatar and splitting, because reincarnation is equivalent to the most perfect choice.

Originally, this was only the activation experiment of the Yuanzu.

However, the effect is too good.

Tang Shidao possesses the jade of jade, and also has the transformation of the king of the king, and it is very easy to give the white 猿 金 金 金 金. After all, the role of the creation of the gods is too strong. Unexpectedly, the boss of Bai Laojiao did not cultivate it, but forcibly seized it.

The moment when the white **** went crazy, Tang Shidao knew... it was dead.

I hope that the light will go out.

Everything is off.

"Reassured, I will help you revenge." Cloudy giants whispered, and everything returned to rest.