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The ancient god stopped thinking and fell into eternal sleep… without the strong stimulation of the outside world, it would not awaken until it had eaten through the 'immortal message’.

After falling asleep, the ancient god wrapped around the ‘real fantasy' giant little world beside it and began to run silently.

Ordinary eight pints of Xuanzheng, the real illusion can be transformed into a city, evolution of all living beings.

The ‘real illusion’ of the Nine-Pin Robbery Immortal has been transformed into several degrees, and if left unchecked, it will continue to spread.

The ancient gods directly illusioned a whole world, floating in this‘ Heavenly Dao Little Black House ’.

“It's over.” Song Shuhang Midway.

“That's it?” Feng Yi Qin's main claw wondered, "Is this life force so stubborn that the dreaded ancient god is solved?

“Knowledge sometimes works better than fists.” Song Shuhang smiled slightly - he is now wearing a mask and can say all kinds of shameless things.

Not everyone, like him, is lucky to conjure up the 'pseudo-immortal' body and have a series of powerful plug-ins such as Confucian saint's eye, third eye, etc. to spy on and ‘immortal’ related memories.

Not everyone, like him, can have the friendship of your white predecessors and face true ‘immortality’.

Heavenly Daobai's meeting, however, just crossed the ‘time’ limit, projecting directly from the past into front of Song Shuhang, allowing Song Shuhang and ‘immortal’ to face each other, laying the foundation for him to face immortality.

“Come on, I'm gonna get my stuff back.” Song Shuhang, with Fengyiqin's main claws, walked to the ‘real illusion’ giant world.

Feng Yiqin's main paw saw Song Shuhang go straight to the real illusion. “Be careful, the real illusion is very annoying... carelessly, you will get caught up in it, you can't pull yourself out. ”

“Rest assured, I have my count.” Song Shuhang said calmly - after all, all the information about the giant world is in his mind.

His understanding of the giant world was so thorough that the ‘real illusions’ of the ancient gods could not affect him at all.

Fengyiqin's main claw glanced at Song Shuhang, and his heart hid some admiration.

From the beginning of the 'Ancient God' raid, this masked prop buddy kept a super calm from beginning to end, and everything seemed to be under his control... and the Ancient God certainly couldn't get any waves out of this masked prop buddy's hand.

So strong!

Much more dependable than her strong ‘leader of the Heavenly Yu Party'.

Phoenix asked herself how unreliable she could be, so she thought about reviving the ‘Emperor’. Her personality is not the type to shoulder this burden.

Therefore, she would be particularly jealous when faced with reliable personality types like this masked proprietor.

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Real visions.

Song Shuhang is like going home, light cars know the way forward in the fantasy world.

Nothing stops him, even with his eyes closed, and he can find the right target in this illusory world.

Invisible, he succeeded in front of Fengyi Qin master, Fengyi Qin master envy +1

A few minutes later.

Song Shuhang brought Phoenix's claws to the ancient gods' place.

The ancient gods are still moldy green slime.

In its body, the 'body of the smoke demon' has merged with it.

“Too bad.” Song Shuhang said softly.

Fused to this extent, it cannot be easily removed.

If we were to force it out of the ancient gods now, it would likely stimulate the ancient gods and resurrect them.

So this valuable 'body of smoke demons' can only be discarded with tears.

After a slight flesh pain, Song Shuhang gently touched the body of the ancient god and removed a piece of ‘smoke’ from it.

This‘ smoke 'was part of Song Shuhang himself and was secretly placed in the' body of the smoke devil ’and mixed together.

After retrieving this‘ smoky body ’, Song Shuhang did not merge it back, but first stored it in the space law apparatus.

Ancient gods are very weird, and their parasitic methods make Song Shuhang furious, he dare not easily plug back this‘ smoky body ’that belongs to him.

Besides, for him, with such a small piece of body, a sip of water can grow back.

The reason why he struggled to retrieve his' smoky body 'was just in case the ancient gods really understood something from his' pseudo-immortal body ’.

“Quiet down, this ancient god, he still looks cute.” At this time, Fengyiqin's main claw said.

Furry little bunch, looks a little cute.

“This is a prerequisite for not zooming in, and if you zoom in, you'll find these lovely hairs are a tentacle.” Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

”"... "said Fengyiqin's main claw.

“Go, it's time to get out of here.” Song Shuhang gently struck a ringing finger.

Pfft ~ The whole 'real illusion’ dissolved.

The whole process was incredibly light.

When Song Shuhang walked in the ‘real illusion’ of the ancient god, he used his‘ real illusion 'ability to infiltrate the‘ real illusion ’of the ancient god - after all, he really knew this giant world too well, flowers, trees, grass, trees, he was all over his heart.

Plus his 0 and 1 ‘Real Illusion’ ability, after the infiltration is complete, he moves his mind and forcibly disarms the ‘Real Illusion’ of the ancient gods.

After the real illusion dissipated, the dormant body of the ancient gods behind him suddenly slightly twitched.

“It moved.” Fengyiqin's main claw was nervous.

Pfft ~ seemed to snore, the body of the sleeping ancient god slightly aroused, from inside it, something was sprayed out.

“Huh?” Song Shuhang paused slightly.

“Sleep sick?” Fengyiqin's main claw.

Song Shuhang pondered slightly and extended his finger.

That thing spit out by the ancient gods, as if it received a summons, floated gently and fell between Song Shuhang's fingers.

It's a ‘stamp’.

It looks a little like the ‘Eight Pints of the Seal’ but it's more advanced.

“It's not sleeping… it's it, losing some of its privileges. This part of the permissions, divided out, condensed into prints.” Song Shuhang Midway.

He infiltrated the ‘real illusion’ of the ancient god, which is a covenant, a primer.

After the real illusion of the giant world was broken, the ancient gods completely lost control of the world - both in reality and in authority.

In this world, that ‘Titan Little World' has joined Song Shuhang's ‘Core World’, and will always be part of the 'Core World'.

Spiritually, all the information and data of the Titan Small World are already in Song Shuhang's mind.

On the authority side, even the ‘real illusion’ was infiltrated by Song Shuhang and broken.

At this moment, Song Shuhang reached the prerequisite of usurpation.

Song Shuhang reached out and gently caressed the ‘stamp’ here.

On the imprint, the original too ancient text dissipated.

The word ’hegemony' then appears on this mark.

Since then, he has been the master of the Titan Small World... Status • Shadow Lord Big Brother • Dream World Will Rule Collection • White Senior God Builder Program World Tree.

The only unfortunate thing is that the giant little world, like the Emperor World, has collapsed, and there are no more creatures.

If you compare the Shadow Lord to the true lord of a nation in power, then Song Shuhang is the king of a small deserted island, occupying the island as the bareback emperor.