I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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Hanling opened his eyes and ended this time.

She has long called for a breath.

On the table, an out of a black spot.

These are parasites from the previous parasitic in her meter.

Aphid, what is insects.

As well as the substances that are mixed with toxins in the original body.

Today, with the new realm, it is true to completely digest the free drug.

Her body ushered in a new job.

Spirit can be overflow in the flesh.

Skin snow, red and white, no more than half.

Her body, but also a faint fragrance.

This flavor is spring, the flowers are blooming, living vibrant, making people smelling, can't help but move.

Among the scent, there is some pixels.

This is the taste of her life.

A freedom is not affected by the abyss control information.

The taste of this informationin is slightly slightly flooded, and if there is no.

Even true gods, it is difficult to resist such positives.

Hanley is not smelling these tastes.

She stood up and took off her dress.

Bubbles have already been adjusted in the pharmacy.

In the medicine pool, soaking is her days, after thousands of hardships, and even venture to attack the portal occupied by the abyss, they are only gone.

, , accompanied by countless noble magines.

Among these murmurs, Hanli runs a cultivation method described in the "King of Huang Yi".

Her soul is gradually released.

Star stars like a group of stretches.

Every synaptic that stretches out is feeling the world.

With the pulsation of the atmosphere, follow the earth's beating.

She slowly sensed the essence of the world.

This is a long cultivation.

The cultivation trip calculated in a hundred years.

But the benefits are obvious.

As the quality of the soul rises, coldness can understand and recognize something, and will be more and more.

Sudden ...

The soul of Hanley, I perceived a thing.

On the back of the world ...

There is something, it is sprouting.

That is a similar tumor, growing in the back of the world, dreams of intertwined land.

The body surface covers the unclear fold.

Under the organization, there is a bloody creeps.

When the cold is in contact with it, there is also a message similar to the words like a word.

It means: "You ... is ... Who?"

Haili feeled, so, try to use the soul, ask the other party: "You ... again ... is ... Who?"

"I am ..." After the thing, I replied: "Nightmare space!"

"Space in the dream and the illusory!"

"Nightmare space?" Han Li frowned, then contact the other party, but no longer reply, it seems that it falls into some state.

The illusory thing is growing slowly.

Han Li opened his eyes.

"Nightmare space?"

"What is that?" Asked Han Li.

The words of the ear, said.

In front of Hanley, there was a grayed square.

People come in the square.

That huge tumor tissue is deep into the absurd world hiding in the dream.

The crowd on the square is sent to these worlds.

Or investigation, or participation, or destruction, or conquer.

Huge tumors, thereby drawing the nutrients of the unreal world born among the dreams.

It becomes more powerful.

Also evolving more mysterious.

Its existence is evolving.

Climbing higher, developing over higher dimensions.

This is the nightmare space.

A hiring human beings for their aggression, expansion, annex, and conquer.

It is parasitic above human civilization.

And it is also parasitic in the body.

The two sides are dependent on each other.

The words of the cold, gradually stopped.

And she also understands that the so-called nightmare space is an invaditor.

From another world dream, invading aggressors.

Now, it has rooted in the back of Hanley's world.

In other words ...

When it wakes up again, it will put the so-called 'nightmare game participants'.

Take it to the world of dreams.

Even the real world.

"So ..." Hanley's mouth slightly, the ruddy cherry, revealing a little sarcasm: "It also looks in the abyss?"

Obviously, the cold is white, the world is not too attractive.

And the world like the abyss is worthy of it!

Hanley stood up from the medicine pool.

Exquisite flesh, like marble, like art.

She gently put a transparent pajamas, from the absorption of clean, only the drug pond of the disgot slag.

The potion of this pool is too small.

"The resources on the earth have been difficult to maintain my cultivation!" Hua Li wanted.

She is now half a feet, stepping into the field of God.

According to Xiao Ai, she only constructs her own church, promotes her belief, only with the support of 100,000 devout believers.

She can ignite the fire within ten years, and hide high.

Be true!

The gods of the Fedun world have been so growing.

Born because of faith, save due to faith.

The population on the earth, now there are hundreds of millions, enough to build a powerful god.

In the past gold era, the world before the catastrois has changed!

Such a population size is more enough to let Felun kill red eyes!

Even, I didn't hesitate to set off God!

unfortunately……

Hanley is not willing to take the road.

Because she has seen a greater path.

She also has a great path.

Become a deep abyss, will swallow the entire abyss.

Take self-translational abyss.

This is the road of the old day, the road of the partner.

Thinking of these, the cold and lingering cherry bends slightly.

Such as demon!

"The nightmare space ... If you really have a message ..."

"I may be able to join us!"

Hanli said.

Today's Earth, although many Arcao schools have established a four-way mage.

but……

Even the four rings mage, in the abyss, it is also cannon.

Come with a Florian, you can knead a few four-ring mage.

Strong abyss lords, in the abyss, even if it is true.

Even if it is a full day of the color of the Riel Empire, it is called: the so-called God is the big arominator of a strong mage, and I don't dare to deeply in the abyss.

Therefore, the cold is urgent.

No matter what kind of allies can.

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Xiao Da finally got out of this unmanned wasteland.

In front, the towering mountain appeared.

Lush forest, icing on the mountains.

She walked to the mountain and found traces of human activities.

A street sign that has been decades collapsed.

On the street sign, there is a text: Yuanshan County!

"Yuanshan County?" Xiaoyu frowned, she didn't heard such a place.

"So, I am away from Qingshan Town?"

After the sky, people around the world are each as a polite, and they are very similar to each other.

In addition to those Jin Dan overhaul, maybe it can be between state.

People have already touched the outside world.

It's great, but it is a big country and the holy place before the mouth.

For example, all Jian Xiu's Zuming: Wan Jian Mountain.

There is also a demon class: Wan Shiyou.

But only this is only.

Where is these places? How far is it?

Basically, only those Jin Dan's great repairs will know.

Most people can know, that is, a few hundred miles of the refuge.

Xiao Da, along the rugged mountain road, climbed.

In the evening, she finally found a walking hole.

This cave is on a mountainside among the mountains.

A Bear has accounted for this cave, and it is very easy to take it away, and then cleaned this hole.

She is here staying here.

In the middle of the night, Xiao is quite innermostly uneasy.

She walked out of the cave and looked up to the sky.

On the sky, the huge empty hole.

A huge meteor, towed long trails, flies from one end of the sky to the other end.

In the burning fire, Xiao Xiao clearly saw the silhouette of the meteor.

That is a huge, bare, but a giant mountain that has turned a gratin.

Its volume, at least dozens miles wide!

Giant mountains, burning.

The cyan rhyme is flashing.

In the faint approximately, Xiaoman felt the rhythm of the ground.

Hey!

Like a musical instrument, the rhythm of the bottom under the bottom is full of tragic and desolate emotions.

"The god of Zhongshan, the name of the candle is clouded, regarded as a day, is night, blow to winter, call to summer, do not drink, do not eat, do not live, interest, the body is a thousand miles ..." Xiao Shi whispered, this It is the murder of the underground, the sacred songs, once Zhaoshan's ambiguity praise the praise of their mountain gods.

And the rhyme of the meteor on that sky, also faintly and generous music.

In the faint approving, Xiaoman seems to understand the artistic conception in the spirit.

Northern Panyu, people face birds, two green snakes, practice two green snakes!

Between the giant mountains, there is a huge god corpse, and it is directly in the mountain gorge, and the land of the mountain is shattered!

It is born in congenital, the gods coexisting with the hills, killed, peeled cramps, not comparative!

Now, the hometown of the horizon is wearing the dead god, plundering the last home destined to His.

The world is big, long-lasting must!

The world who has been broken will be aggregated again in the new world!

Their wandering will arrive at the end!

This is a fate, and it is also the law of the heavens and the earth.

Birds fly back to hometown, the generation of horse is in the style of the country, and the fox will die.

Xiaohua feels these, her heart is inexplicably sad.

Because she is also the descendant of the broken world.

The world that was very prosperous and was very prosperous.

The hometown of the horizon, slowly flying.

It continues to disappear in the sky.

Xiaozhou knows that his own world is also the same as that of this hill, high speed to the destination.

That is powerful to unimaginable gravitational, dragging all the broken pieces, dragging the past gravitational source, waiting for her, and all pieces.

"We are finally condensed!"

Xiaozhen remembered, the old man in the village, hanging on the ancient prophecy of the mouth.

Now she knows, this is the truth!

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Lingping is sitting in the counter and pulling the beef roots in front of him.

I sighed him while eating: "Hey, I can't eat tomorrow ..."

The Chiba Misi just came to the meal told him that the Chiba will take the plane tomorrow morning and go to the emperor.

This is awkward.

There is no takeaway for thousands of nights, what to eat later?

Young bookstore boss, it is inevitable.

"Don't I do myself?" He thought.

This is not very good.

It is very troublesome to cook, very tired.

At least the spiritual peace is thinking.

Besides, a pride of a food, let him accept it, you have to do it yourself.

Can you decline your goods?

I am sighed, and my heart is in my heart, as if I have a sense.

He walked out of the door and looked up and looked at the sky.

A meteor, rosted in the evening, disappearing in the distance.

"Meteor ..." Ping is thinking about the flashing meteor, frown: "How can I know that it will appear?"

"Don't I have the potential of the writer?"

He scratched his head and walked back to the bookstore.

However, this is just a small episode in life, soon being thrown behind.

Because he has more important things to do - play the game!