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Three hundred and fortieth chapters are not pleasing to the eye

However, they have as much as they want to be so lucky. Although it seems that they attach great importance to it, over the years of actual years, the continued and adventures of these lucky people have long become routine patterns, and they cannot make these supreme beings and people who live with these supreme beings think they are so great.

Individual confrontation forces are basically standard tricks to seek death, and most of them are those who are ignorant of the dead.

However, if the rest of the confused and confused this time were not really strange. There might be something useful to the gods, he actually had no chance of scum at all, and would never approach the upper level of the entire supreme god world. Will he have the opportunity to propose to him?

Even the man even cast a net to send out those ambiguous or explicit things to many other women who are less or similar to him at the same time. It's ridiculous that he thought he was doing something hidden, but he didn't know that the woman who was often responsible for the main god-level tools had already monitored his underwear clearly whether he was clean.

It was through him that he realized that someone had informed the countryside that the local buns revealed their information. Thinking of this point that the women who had always been inconsistent with them, then they saw that even the Lord God was interested in doing that, and they must be so excited that they were about to run naked!

The woman couldn't help but think that if she became the main god, she continued to go back in a low-key manner, and at some point she watched the man propose to her, but she refused, and others came up to force her together, and even the local bun was frustrated. At that time, she suddenly burst out with the strength of the main god. Hahaha, she would run naked with excitement!

There are always so many things in this world that are unpleasant. If you suddenly become the main god, there may be many troubles, but there will never be any more pains imposed on yourself by others than the plot.

After thinking about the beautiful things for a long time, the woman suddenly felt full of strength and continued to rush forward with excitement as if she had knocked down medicine. Although everything is beautiful now, the most important thing is to achieve the position of the Lord of the Daluo. Otherwise, it would be just a dream and a bubble.

Mora looked at the bare murals suddenly filled with layers of colorful mist. The pigment element elves rushed from every corner of the city. They left their mural residence because no one paid attention to them for a long time and went to other parts of the city to travel. Now they heard that someone suddenly appeared here, waiting to see themselves telling the story buried in their memory for thousands of years. That moment of excitement.

Rainbow-like elements flew from every corner of the city and fell on the murals, and then gradually formed pictures, starting with the establishment of this ancient city. In that distant era, an era that had long disappeared from human memory, countless heroes came from all directions of the earth to build a heroic city in the void of the universe, and place everything they have. No matter what kind of tragedy they have in the world, they can find their own comfort and comfort here.

At the beginning of the city, the Lord Gods thought that this was the heroes trying to build an existence similar to the kingdom of God to overthrow the majesty of the gods, but the prophecy of the prophecy missed part of his prophecy because of some accident, and then was killed by a guy with a ghost. The news and prophecy received by the Lord Gods was that this hero city would be filled with the light of the fall of the gods.

So the gods jointly attacked and prevented the establishment of this city. However, the heroes were not accustomed to the gods' lifestyle. Now they dared to stop the heroes from forming their own homes. This was simply a provocation of eating fruits. Almost no one on both sides was willing to sit down and have a good talk. So because the gods were rude at first, and then the heroes' prejudice, the war started like this.

Later, the fact was indeed as the tragic God of Prophecy said, and the city was filled with the glory of the fall of the gods. However, the result was initially caused by his prophecy, the reversal of causality, which made neither side willing to mention this matter after the war ended.

Later, after the human heroes had their own homes, they had no contact with the gods. Even because of the battle with the gods, most human heroes were greatly damaged, and the connection with the human world became relatively loose. Many heroes were recovering from injuries here and then died of old age here.

Or go out quietly one day and then never come back.

Only on holidays and some special days, ordinary humans pour into this city in large quantities will they bring a little lively atmosphere.

Later on, it was about those other things, all the life scenes in this city and the stories between the heroes. As for the mural itself, it was a little bit of his own emotions and catharsis that a painter hero occasionally recorded. It was only because these elements have evolved supreme spirituality in various parts of the city over the past tens of millions of years that they had a better nature to record these stories about ancient times, but more of them were still those parts of the city life. Mora looked at it for a long time and knew that the repeated scenes began to appear in the story before he continued to leave slowly. Behind him, the elemental elves on the mural left one after another to form

A large formation then turned into a living creature and visited friends to the murals in other parts of the city, and told them what they saw today. There were many strange people in the city, but most of them had a very disgusting smell, which was similar to a creature they hated in ancient times. However, the smell on these people is not so pungent, because most of them still have human characteristics. If they were pure gods, they would have become the souls of those elemental creatures with simple personalities but hated evil in this city without the control of ancient heroes.

Of course, the most important thing is that they want to tell their friends that they actually saw a special existence in this city. There was no power in his body. He looked like a most ordinary human, but no energy could approach and hurt his body, making him look like a physique that insulates everything. However, these creatures saw the smell of incomparable glory in this existence similar to humans. As elves, they had the simplest and most accurate intuition. The existence of this person was more than any ancient hero they had ever seen. He had a special breath on his body, as if the entire universe was from the supreme creator of his creation. This breath made them, the elves, as if they were close to this person, and they seemed to have returned home and returned to their relatives and fathers, making them unable to help but want to approach and obey the words of this human.

They even felt that this human was more attractive than the ancient heroes who had disappeared from the depths of their memory, because this human seemed to be more pure and more complicated than these elves.

These elves went to find their friends to share their stories, and Mora continued to act in the city. Gradually, they saw the core building of the city that was 1,000 meters high.

Strangely, the city's perhaps tallest building can only be seen in this circle of the city, and other places are invisible at all, as if they do not exist at all.

This is a building with only the shape of a sword inserted on the ground, and not only looks like a sword, but even Mora has felt the sharpness and coldness of the sword edge. Even the passage of millions of years cannot reduce him by a little bit. Even because of the polishing of time, this sword-shaped building looks even more full of alternative sharpness and hardness. Mora even felt that if this sword could return to ancient times again and be refined and used by ancient heroes with special abilities, it could even cut the time!

Time is the most mysterious and powerful force in this universe, no one. Even space cannot be proud of time. Whether it is the supreme god in the outside world or the technological master in this world, there is no existence in this world that can completely change and manipulate time. At most, it is just accelerating, which is just a little faster. However, the gods in this universe who claim to be able to control time are actually only a small-scale acceleration time. Even if the range of time is a little larger, they will age themselves. What the gods in this universe fear most is the acceleration of time. Of course, the so-called power of this sword is to resist this accelerated attack. Many ancient heroes were cleaned up by gods in battle. Their power is enough to fight against all kinds of damage, but the essence of the body cannot be changed. When time is accelerated, their lives will come to an end.

In fact, the great mutation of the nature of the later gods was also related to this, because in a battle, hundreds of main gods united to use a large-scale time to accelerate the battle power of hundreds of human heroes. Although those main gods were forced to fall into a deep sleep, the losses of human heroes were still huge and unbearable.
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