Everlasting Immortal Firmament

Draw eggs forever?

Ancient Undersea consciousness wants to stop, this is in front of 500 million people, this is the most powerful people in the world, this is going to..., they still pinch themselves in minutes.

But the next moment, the ancient sea stopped.

Eggs?

Just getting pregnant? It's like a song by Chen. Guhai actually suspected a long time ago that there might be something there that he didn't know about.

Saints all over the world are here, perhaps to help themselves decrypt.

The ancient sea stopped it.

However, even if it is stopped, the ancient sea cannot be left to the people of the Quartet to be harmed.

The scout waved.

“Buzz!”

Using the power of the water god to bring in a stream of water vapor, it immediately wrapped the eternal life along with his paintings, like a cylinder, blocking the quadrangular snooping, only a mouth directly above, straight up against the altitude of all Saints.

“What, Guhai won't let us see it? ”

“Is this fraud? It's not fair to not even show us! ”

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Suddenly, countless contestants screamed.

“What are you shouting at? The judge is not me. Why are you cheating? The ancient sea platoon is ahead of us, not without you!” The ram sanctified a loud drink.

Quadripartite literature looked at the ancient sea frowning.

“Infinite life Buddha, gentlemen, calm down a little, the ancient sea is so good for you, otherwise, the harm is too great, wait...!” The senior master smiled slightly bitterly.

No one else knows what it is, but Master Senior understands. The master of seniority knows better that the old map of the ancient sea was given to him by eternal life.

In Empty City, Manju was conceived with many giant thieves.

Today, 500 million people are staring at the three holy places, all three heavenly dynasties are staring at each other. If this portrait makes us pregnant, it's all a shame to think about it.

Fortunately, the ancient sea blocked everyone's sight.

Not far away, the Seven Kills were still angry. You can see the contours of the pattern drawn by the Everlasting Life, and suddenly the spirit.

“He painted it. He painted it?” Seven kills shouted.

“Seven kills, are you crazy?” The blue emperor's eyes were cold.

After a cold drink, he stopped at seven kills.

Seven killings calmed down, but his eyes still panicked: “Emperor, the ancient sea wants to die, he wants to die. Turns out the egg, it's a permanent painting, he's finished, he's dead! ”

“Shut up!” Green Emperor Cold Channel.

Not far away, Conti, Xuan Eun, and the Lord all revealed their doubts.

Peripheral.

In the morning the wind opened its mouth: “Dear cousin, how... is this a race? ”

So many people here have gathered the eyes of the whole world.

The future Buddha in the west has his hands together.

“Buddha, why didn't you let me watch the ancient sea? Is he cheating?” A bodhisattva frowned.

“Take it easy, our saints have not yet begun!” The future Buddha faded.

“Yes!”

South, too far away from the giant.

“Giant, what the hell is that ancient sea?” A man in white frowned.

“Huh, spooky? He dared!” The gorgeous giant looks heavy.

East, too early.

Too early to sit on a white throne, surrounded by a group of angels, one frowned.

“Allah, the Second Son has sent a message that the Ancient Sea has repeatedly dealt with the Second Son and killed other angels!” An angel's face is vaginal.

At first, the colour of the gods remained the same. He looked at the ancient sea: “The ancient sea? If you don't have the strength, how can you be valued by the Great Dry Lord? ”

“But he's cheating in public...! ”

“Take it easy!” Too faint at first.

“Yes!” The angels shut up.

Too early to look at the ancient sea, turning to the distant surrounding crowd. The instant she stared at someone, but she stood behind Mo Yi Guest.

Bingie seemed to feel something. She turned her head and looked at her face. She saw how excited she was at first. There seems to be fear. And then a slight gift to the beginning.

Too early to smile, turning around and looking at the ancient sea of the center.

Just north, the Great Dry King sits on the high platform. Stand beside Sima Yokohama, Dragon Shenwu and others.

“Your Majesty, the ancient sea is so wilful, it covers up painting, you need...!” Sima bowed her head.

Great Dry Lord: “Wait! ”

“Yes!” the crowd said.

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Longevity swings, painting becomes more and more shaped.

Chen and Ziwei are isolated, but both faces are extremely complex at this moment.

“Master, is something wrong?” Chen was worried.

“What's the mess?” Ancient Sea Fade Road.

“Mr. Gu, actually, I also think that the eternal life should not draw this, will it...!” Purple was slightly worried.

“Those of you who do not know the goods, finally have the goods, say that painting this is the best, naturally there is a good side, a little restlessness!” Ancient Sea Fade Road.

Purple micro, sequined face is ugly, but the words of the ancient sea are also heard by the eternal life blocked by water vapor.

“Ziwei, Chen, what do you mean? I tried my best, and you dragged me back, or Mr. Gu recognized the goods. I'm telling you, you underestimate my paintings and I'll never show them to you again!” I was so angry when I was painting.

“That would be better!” Ziwei and Chen Tong had a happy face.

“Huh, I won't tell you, I'll continue to paint, Mr. Gu so believe me, I must paint the best, face Mr. Gu!” Angry at the moment of eternal life.

Eternal life continues to paint.

But the ancient sea looked up at the sky.

The 10,000 saints, 8,000 of them saints of the three holy places, will not participate in the first round, without looking at the 2,000 saints in the first round, 500 each for chess books and drawings.

That is, 500 saints were the first to judge.

At this moment, as the Ram Saint invited the painting saint to watch, gradually, some saints seemed to look down at the painting.

The ancient sea looked to the sky.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, from the water vapor cylinder, the sky shone a green light, straight into the sky 500 saints.

“It's done. All right, I've painted it, Mr. Koo. Check it out!” Evergreen stepped out of it and invited the ancient sea with excitement.

Ancient sea surface is stiff: “Forget it, let the saints judge! ”

“Uh, okay!” Eternal life looks at the sky with excitement.

“Please comment on the saints!” The senior-master cried out to heaven.

Although the master of seniority does not know what the ancient sea is doing, at this moment, the resources of the great dry lean towards the ancient sea, all to assist the ancient sea.

Eggs of everlasting life, so weird, maybe, I can't wait for the common man to see, let these saints see, should you see the good things?

The ancient sea looked to the sky.

Above the sky, 500 painting saints or perhaps too arrogant, not all painting saints looked down at the painting, only 100 slowly lowered their heads. Seems to comment.

“Is that all you drew? ”

“No wonder! ”

“Can it be called a painting? ”

“Impossible! ”

“I don't know! ”

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Hundreds of saints suddenly commented, at this moment, no one praised the longevity, the tone of the tone, was disdainful and despicable.

Such painting has the feeling of staining their eyes and disgusting their faces.

“What?” A hundred thousand entries were slightly curated.

“Ha-ha-ha!” A lot of people laughed.

“Drawing for this man by cheating, I don't know what to call it! ”

“The saints don't give a shit, it looks like the painting must be unsightly! ”

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Suddenly, the previously jealous literature looked at the ancient sea with ridicule. At the same time, I wonder what the ancient sea has cost me.

There are only seven killings not far away, a spiritual, horrified look at all the saints in the sky, and a weird look at the ancient sea, very much wanting to say ‘you have the guts’, but at this moment, the atmosphere is afraid to breathe, waiting for the weird that might happen next.

Five hundred million people are also in a state of anxiety at this moment. Most dry people naturally stand on the side of the Great Drought, on the side of the Great Drought, on the side of the ancient sea.

“How did this happen? Is that all my dry paintings? All the saints look disgraceful? ”

“Who is the ancient sea? Is painting so bad? ”

“How did the Emperor choose him?" ”

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A voice of anxiety was heard from the people on all sides.

Mo Yike, Morning Wind, and Bingxi all suddenly changed their faces. It's so familiar, isn't it?

In the future, Buddha, Tai Chi, Tai Chi, all three giants frown at this moment.

“It shouldn't be, Guhai this person, is also a shrewd, how can you show it to the saint of the painting with a flat painting? It doesn't make sense, and it's still important on this occasion!” The future Buddha frowned.

“All the saints don't give a shit? How ugly is the painting? Big dry, you're gonna be ashamed of yourself this time.” The giant too laughed coldly.

When I looked at the sky in confusion, I looked at Bingie's surprised expression in the distance and frowned: “No, a painting full of saints despicable, why did Bingie look like that? There must be something weird in here! ”

Hundreds of saints have fallen.

The ram was in a state of anxiety and turned his head toward the great dry emperor on the high stage.

There was a great deal of anxiety on the part of the public officials. But only the Great Dry Emperor remains immobile and silent.

No one dares to say anything without His Majesty the Great Dry.

At height, hundreds of saints continue to fall into everlasting paintings.

The eternal life is also anxious: “Do you know how to draw, what kind of bullshit painting saint, I don't even know my painting? ”

Everlasting life shouted, and suddenly led Quartet literature to reveal astonishment. Does this person dare to shout at the judge?

“Huh, don't be selfish, paint something, and dare to yell at me?” A saint coldly.

“Hmm, this painting almost stained my eyes and you want me to recommend you? Never!”

“Ignorance, do you deserve to talk to me? ”

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The saints were constantly cursing. Apparently, the painting of Eternal Life has been completely denied.

Longevity is anxious, looking toward the ancient sea. The ancient sea looked at the saints all over the sky at this moment, but it was slightly moving on its face: "Oh no! ”

“Ah, Mr. Koo, what's wrong?” Eternal life doesn't make sense.

In the middle of eternal life, Quadripartite literature is ready to count together, and suddenly, at high altitude, the voice of a saint comes from that group of saints who live in eternity.

“Hiss, something's wrong with my stomach...!” The voice of a saint came from the sky.