Trafford’s Trading Club

A huge, thick metal deck, smashed into a huge dent because of a heavy impact - and the body was deeply caught in that dent, indeed, the creation of Long Xiaoru's body.

Inside the Résia, a huge hollow point of rotating metal columns, the prototype Gaia did not stop at this time, waving between arms, countless thunderbolt spears, directly into the creation of the body.

In a hurry, the creation of the body can only cross arms and be blocked from the front - these thunderbolt spears are extraordinarily powerful and horrific, alone, just enough to block the already strenuous.

After all, only the body created by props cannot fully harness the full power of the Dragon - the creation of the body is clearly in the downwind under the fierce attack of the prototype Gaia, which lifted the restrictions on the street.

This is an unusually shocking scene for Turtles and Ghostly Babies... They don't know how much Long Yi was weakened for physical reasons, but the most powerful guardians of Shenzhou are suppressed here only to protect themselves, even if Turtles and Tortoises have a long life, is the first encounter.

“Lord Turtle...” the ghost baby said hesitantly.

Tortoise can only help: “This level of confrontation is no longer you and I can intervene. Just join the war, I'm afraid it will only become a burden. Now the only thing we can do is..."

The turtle looked up at the extraterritorial invader, De Crea.

At this time Count De Crea was dying to focus on the battle between the prototype Gaia and the creation of the body, and had no intention of doing anything… For that reason, the turtle had to wrinkle its eyebrows.

He carefully recalled what Count De Crea had said… many things he could not understand, but he listened very carefully to what Count De Crea had said before the sudden surge in the power of the prototype Gaia.

- Three levels of restriction lifted… three minutes to lift the time limit.

“This sudden surge in power doesn't seem to last forever.” Tortoise whispers: “The other extraterritorial intruder has not acted at this time, but has been concerned… with what is likely to happen beyond the time limit so that it does not move lightly. ”

“This thing is under the control of an extraterritorial invader, if you join us in being able to seriously traumatize this extraterritorial invader...” The ghost infant's eyes flashed a little, but there was some helplessness: “But this guy's barrier is really...”

Without the strength to create the body, it is indeed impossible to break the Barrier of Count de Crea.

Tortoise suddenly sat down at this moment, which made the ghost baby very confused... It was just that the action of Tortoise was also a little strange, his broad sleeve just drifted over the surface of the metal bridge, completely covering his hands.

“You go see the injury of the owner of Pu Cheng.” Tortoise is right now: “Now, we have to wait… for the victory of this duel. ”

Though he did not understand why the tortoise made such an order, the ghost baby did not hesitate, nodded, guarding the distant Earl of De Crea while approaching silently towards the sound of a lying still.

At this point, in the unnoticed situation, there was something tiny in the sleeve of the turtle, and it slowly climbed out - one small thing after the other, quietly climbing to the bottom of the metal bridge… a little turtle just the size of a finger.

They crawl slowly from the bottom of the metal bridge towards the giant sphere in front of them, without anyone noticing.

At the same time, Count de Crea does care a little bit about the fact that the turtle has given up attacking itself at this time and instead sat down - of course, the turtle has spoken to the ghost baby, and it has heard it all.

Count de Crea agrees with the idea that Tortoise and Ghost Babies do not intend to participate in the battle and become burdensome… this is a clever approach, but it is discouraging for them not to move and to seek the opportunity to attack themselves.

But just as the tortoise thinks… Count de Crea does have a reason to keep an eye on the battle at this time - or it even needs a great deal of energy to observe the state of the prototype Gaia at all times.

“Its advanced intelligence has degenerated, leaving only the lowest level of intelligence, and the Liberation Force is still too unstable… it must be resolved quickly…” Count de Crea thought quickly in his mind.

Looking at the creative area in the midst of a bitter battle, Count de Crea suddenly smiled strangely, “The legacy of Penglai, your creator is gone, what are you bitterly supporting here? ”

Sound is not loud, but it magically overwhelms the movement generated by the battle and clearly passes to the ears that create the body.

Rumor has it that the creator wrinkled his eyebrows slightly - but because of this instant disorientation, he was threatened with a prototype Gaia thunderbolt spear through his body.

Count De Crea laughed unconsciously at this moment: "Why? Have you forgotten how you were made? By the way, your body must have merged with the earth, right? Now you're just passing on power and memory, aren't you? Something you don't remember, do you? ”

“Chatter and chatter! Didn't your mother teach you to shut up?” Creating this body was furious at this moment, roaring at Count de Crea.

Count de Crea sneered at the moment: "What a shitty experiment! Have you forgotten that I am one of your creators? Experiment number 009... Dragon species! ”

“What!” The creation of the body at this moment is truly faint... countless images of chaos, flashing wildly in its mind!

At this moment, the prototype Gaia seized the opportunity and the thunderbolt spear in her hand instantly ejected!

This time it was too late to create the body, watching the thunderbolt spear penetrate the abdomen and nail it directly onto the metal wall!

At the same time, two more lightning spears were ejected, pinned to the hands that created the body and fixed it completely.

At this point, I only heard Count de Crea smile softly: "Oh, actually, I'm your creator. It's a little untrue, because at best I'm just adjusting some parameters for you. Dragon... your producer is long gone, I killed him... my teacher, Prince Cicero. By the way, you old Abandoned the so-called Penglai Immortals in the world's indigenous mouths! ”

His body was nailed completely and his body was created by the horrific thunderbolt that was released at the moment of the thunderbolt spear. At this moment, he raised his head painstakingly and bit his teeth: “I have no idea... what you said...”

“The main world is constantly evolving, constantly improving, constantly going back and forth, infinite… only the closer to the end of time, the more perfect the main world will be, the more likely it will be to reach infinite proportions. Instead, the earlier you are, the more you have the defects… Here, it's just the earliest batch to achieve the perfect sample.” Count de Crea smiled softly, "under the management of the Arrayer system. ”

“So... what the fuck are you talking about!!!! ”

The creation of the body made a huge roar at this moment, its arms under the pressure of thunder, trembling slowly, watching as it was about to break free.

Count De Crea shook his head: “It's pathetic… Never mind, when I take over my teacher's authority, I'll take it with me as a teacher's legacy… Of course, I'll readjust your parameters as well. Gaia, get rid of it! Don't worry about it. I can fix it anyway! ”

[Understood…]

Only two more thunderous spears appeared in the trial Gaia hands again!

But at this point, there was a huge blast - from the sphere that connected the giant spinning columns!

Firelight, it sprays out of the inside of the sphere at this moment, while the giant metal columns that rotate up and down slowly slowly!

Earl de Crea first had a glimmer of anger, then he had an incredible expression of anger… In time, Count de Crea realized something and suddenly looked at the tortoise sitting on the ground at a distance.

“Tortoise... old man, I'm free to cultivate little things.” Tortoise stood up slowly at this moment and squinted: “You seem to care about that place, don't you? I've been wanting to go in since just now... I don't know what's in there, but if I want to, just destroy it. ”

Count De Crea suddenly revealed his impatience and wrath: “How dare you!! ”

However, the giant sphere, due to an explosion originating from the inside, was suddenly offset - an offset of this point, which resulted in the sphere slipping out of the interface between the two metal columns that rotated up and down all of a sudden… falling directly below!

“Damn it! ”

Count De Crea saw that there was still a turtle and jumped directly off the metal bridge towards the giant sphere that had fallen!

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Before Emerald's palace, Rocchu stood at a huge entrance… Rocchu had not felt this tiny feeling for a long time - of course, it was just a simple visual shock.

The passage is dim, the walls of the passage are pure and flawless, so natural that no cracks can be found.

Shortly after crossing the corridor, Lochu penetrated deep into the palace - inside a circular palace.

Lochu did not deliberately converge his footsteps, so at this time, the two people already in the ring hall, shocked this footstep and quickly turned around... chasing the wind and ‘Mo Xiaofei’

Seeing the wind chase and ‘Mo Xiaofei' here, Lo Qiu just slightly opened his mouth, then silenced down and continued - his eyes fell in the center of the ring hall, in the giant crystal, looking at the crystal, the sealed figure.

As soon as the wind came in, there was an instinctive fear - Xingxiu really inspired his instincts, and the wind fell directly on his limbs, like a bad dog with sharp teeth.

Mo Xiaofei frowned.

But when the wind rushed out, he was angry: "What are you doing here?! ”

Rocciu's palm was stretched out toward the wind, and then moved aside - the forward wind chase body at this moment trapped something and moved directly to the side… slowly, like being gently put down.

“I didn't mean it.” Lochu shook his head, "just came to understand something, to narrate it, and then to say it later. ”

The wind that landed on the ground gradually retracted with a sharp tooth and had to calm down —— the guy in front of him, he was insoluble.

But... but how did this guy show up here?

Chasing the wind suddenly thought of the current 'Mo Xiaofei' brother... If this person, could he help to bring 'Mo Xiaofei' brother back to normal?

Watching the chase wind calm down, not knowing that the thought 'Mo Xiaofei’ in the chase wind at this moment frowned, he quickly searched the authentic memories of Mo Xiaofei in this world and found that he did not find the relevant memories of the mysterious youth in front of him... However, he could feel that the body seemed to have a particularly familiar feeling about this mysterious youth.

“Don't bother, Your Majesty.” Lochu casually looked at Mo Xiaofei at this moment, “I met Mo Xiaofei, just not like that. I didn't go out to see her, so I don't know. ”

“Do you... know the widow?” ‘Mo Xiaofei' had to wrinkle his eyebrows a little deeper - at the same time, he seemed to have something in mind and then his face changed slightly!

“It's in the book.” Rocchu smiled slightly: “Emperor Shi, I suppose there's very little you don't know. I was surprised that His Majesty the First Emperor would wake up, but I hope he didn't stay too long... after all, Mo Xiaofei and we had a contract. ”

‘Mo Xiaofei' frowned and silenced at this moment.

Lochu's eyes locked before he reached the giant crystal again, and as Lochu walked in, his eyes moved unheeded - until Lochu walked past him.

“I will not touch anything here... Your Majesty the First Emperor, do as you please.” Lochu didn't come back at this time, walking straight to the crystal.

Then he took another step - this step, directly into the giant crystal, the next step, the whole of Lochu has gone into the crystal!

However, after entering the crystal, he disappeared - the chase wind rushed up curiously at this point, trying to reach where Lochu walked in, but finding his hands completely impenetrable!

“Is this guy a ghost?” The wind can't help scratching your head, "Brother? ”

Chasing the wind towards‘ Mo Xiaofei ', it seems that only this‘ big brother 'still gives him a great deal of majesty, but‘ big brother ''s hair corner seems to be wet.

‘Mo Xiaofei' suddenly sighed, "Let this man go... Mo said that the widow was once 95, I'm afraid it's heaven and earth, and I can't find a way to stop him. ”

Saying something that sounded silly, ‘Mo Xiaofei' raised his head, his eyes not only filled with anger, but also with deep remorse, only to hear him whisper: “Once, what did the widows do to revive you...”

“Brother? ”

‘Mo Xiaofei' just slowly closed his eyes.

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It's like a journey through time… long and short.

After a dark spot, the white light suddenly filled his eyes... under his feet came a soft touch, and Lochu looked at his left and right.

Green grass, moist soil, scented flowers, shadows of trees shaking, butterflies dancing here, flashing past your eyes, flying to the side.

On top of his head is a clean and quiet sky, just a huge shield created by a layer of metal and clear glass.

This is a courtyard in a cage.

“Don't stand there. Come here. ”

The voice, coming from above, looked up and saw an upper corridor in a cage, where a man stood at the moment, looked down and made an invitation gesture towards Lochu.

The man had long hair, almost dropped to his legs, and wore a rolling golden white bundled waist robe… I couldn't tell you what style it was, but obviously it wasn't a common costume.

The man smiled with a smile on his face and waved, leaving the corridor with a piece of light slab, slowly laying down, the last one apparently falling at Rocciu's feet.

Lochu nodded and slipped up the steps, the man standing out of the corridor, gazing at the moment he had not left.

At this point, the man suddenly said, "Try not to use the power of the source, then our conversation will be more meaningful. I think you'll also like the unknown and the feeling of getting to know it a little bit. ”

“What's your name? ”

Finally, Rochu came to the man.

However, the man slowly knelt down on one knee and held Lochu's palm in his hands. Then, under Lochu's surprised gaze, the man put his forehead over his palm.

“Never mind, consider it a courtesy to meet our nation.” The man stood up again soon and smiled slightly: “You can call me Cicero… welcome to my final remnants of consciousness. ”

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