National Awakening: My Damage Is As High As 100,000,000 Points

"Is she calling you? Can you try to communicate with her?"

Zhou Yi ignored the ancient Creator, and turned to look at Long Chen.

The dancer was kneeling on the ground, covering her face in pain. She also saw the situation of the princess, but she would rather not see it.

It was hopeless, absolutely hopeless, and she came too late.

Now just a little touch can turn the princess into a pool of ashes and completely dissipate in the air.

God, why are you so cruel to us.

Why, we can't even keep the last musician?

Looking at the dancing girl who was kneeling and crying, Long Chen sighed in his heart.

He walked forward slowly to the princess, closed his eyes, and stood quietly on the spot.

In Zhou Yi's vision.

I could see streaks of milky white aura emanating from the princess, like tentacles wrapping around Long Chen's body, and the auras of the two began to intertwine and blend.

Next to "827".

The ancient Creator squatted on the ground and drew circles depressedly, like a child, but no one dared to laugh at him.

The ancient creator wants to cry.

How many years has it been since someone dared to ignore him? I really want to slap him to death.

never mind

It can't be done, the setting of the time-space normalizer at the beginning is too perverted, and he is not the main body, a mere incarnation can't kill the time-space normalizer who inherited the death authority.

Not even a second-class master of death.

It's too hard to kill.

Think about it now.

How many years has he not been wronged like this.

At any rate, he is also an ancient creator, the creator of the dawn world, and a supreme existence.

Is he shameless?

I am so wronged.

On the stands, Qingyou couldn't help asking: "Xianqi Leng, has this creator always been in this state?"

Outrageous.

The majestic supreme power, the existence that crushes everything, will be wronged?

Xianqi shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and replied: "He, don't look at him as an invincible existence.

But he is mentally ill and moody, no one can suppress him except the mysterious goddess.

Now that the goddess is dead, he may be completely liberated. It is not surprising that he was wronged one second and dressed in women's clothes the next.

But it's best not to mess with him, because no one can beat a lunatic, and he will treat him as a test subject and do weird experiments.

The voice just fell.

Xianqi Leng saw a face almost stuck to her own.

It is the ancient creator.

The ancient Creator gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Let me tell you, is there something wrong with my women's clothes? Is my women's clothes not good-looking?"

Xianqi nodded stiffly: "Looking good, beautiful."

Tell her directly that if you don't say these things, she will die.

The ancient Creator suddenly pulled out a chair from the side, sat down, and quietly asked: "This person, do you know his identity?"

Qingyou was dumbfounded.

Xianqi Leng was also dumbfounded, and asked suspiciously: "You don't know? I thought you got it.

The ancient creator fell silent.

The air suddenly became weird, what happened.

Doesn't even the ancient Creator know the origin of Zhou Yi?

The ancient Creator said quietly: "I am the ultimate life form at the dimensional level, and the essence of my soul is extremely high, even if I am an incarnation, I can easily suppress everything.

But I can't suppress him, I can't control his thinking, in other words, this kid's soul is extraordinary.

Either he was born strong, or he was blessed by a super strong person.

But his annual rings are too few and he is very young, so the probability of the former is not high, and the probability of the latter is very high, so I suspect that you have made a fool of yourself. "

Xianqi shook her head coldly: "No, I buried the emperor with my own hands, buried everyone, and the rest of them don't have this ability, not us."

Xianqi Leng and the ancient creator looked at each other.

They could all see that Zhou Yi's soul came from another world.

But here comes the problem. Putting the soul of a different world into the dawn created by the ancient creator is not an easy task.

Don't look at the current dawn is already very tattered, and the doomsday clock is about to ring.

But for Dawn, the doomsday is only a part of the cycle. When the doomsday clock rings, these lives will be completely wiped out.

The Dawn World will be reshaped, and go to the next world to usher in a new life.

Life is endless, reincarnation is endless.

Therefore, the protection of Dawn itself is extremely strong.

To put a strange soul here, there are only three possibilities.

First, there was an extremely powerful existence comparable to the ancient Creator, who tore through Shuguang's protection with his own strength, and threw Zhou Yi over.

The First Emperor could barely do this, but he is dead.

The second is the ghost created by the ancient creator himself......

As for the third.

Xianqi asked suspiciously: "You and her have no children yet?"

In fact, Xianqi Leng expressed doubts about the death of the goddess.

Although the ancient creator seldom lied about the goddess, it did not prevent the other party from making a joke.

In short.

Compared with the fact that the celestial girl is dead, Xianqi Leng prefers the latter.

Otherwise, the doctor will usher in a catastrophe.

All will become playthings of the ancient Creator.

The corner of the ancient Creator's mouth twitched, and then he smiled helplessly: "There is a saying that is good, the stronger you are, the harder it is for life to reproduce. Do you know how strong I am?"

Xianqi was silent.

Of course she knows how strong the ancient Creator is, he has almost reached the acme of the universe, and he is only half a step away from leaving this universe and becoming a multi-level existence.

This kind of existence has almost no possibility of giving birth to offspring.

Then the question arises, who sent Zhou Yi in?

The ancient creator touched his chin, and the smile on his face became even more excited.

Xianqi saw it coldly, and asked suspiciously: "What are you thinking? You can't think of something bad, right?"

According to what Xianqi Leng knew.

The Ancient Creator is a moody fellow who does as much bad as good.

Even more bad things.

The ancient Creator laughed and said, "Since I didn't send it in, and you didn't do it, then this person must be very special.

Special 3.2 means that it will not be tossed to death easily, and it is a very playable toy. "

Xianqi was speechless.

The messy things about the end of the world are already troublesome enough, but Zhou Yi was killed by the ancient creator again.

All troubles are gone.

"This world is about to be destroyed, don't you know?" Qingyou couldn't help asking, "This is the world you created, don't you worry?"

The ancient creator shook his head: "Dawn was indeed created by me, but to me this place is just a broken doghouse, a playground.

Why should I care, it's you instead.

The ship is sinking, and it's total destruction, with no new reincarnation.

Xianqi is cold and quiet, where should you go?"

After saying this, the ancient Creator disappeared into the air out of thin air.

It's like he's never been here. .