And at this moment, the god who lived in legends and had long since fallen appeared before him.
"Okay, stop bragging. If you're not ashamed, even I, who have no memory, would be ashamed."
Deng Ru brought Qingyun God to his front and said with disdain to the disk in the air.
"???? Lord Dengru, what are you doing?"
The white ball that Deng Ru protected in front of him trembled violently twice and asked with trembling mind.
"...I was afraid of a surprise attack from Him, so I kept you in front of me."
Deng Ru said without blushing or beating his heart.
Well, as a god, it has no heart and cannot beat.
“Nuwa…”
Qingyun God cursed in his heart.
Damn it, someone like Pan can destroy them at the provincial and municipal levels.
Need a sneak attack?
ah?
If you want to use him, the God of Qingyun, as a shield, you should have said it earlier.
"Don't tell me that the reason you dare to come to see me is because of this white ball? His external cultivation method is indeed unique and unique. When he unleashes his power, he can have national-level combat power, but in my world, it is not enough to face me."
He sat down cross-legged in front of Deng Ru.
Seeing this, Deng Ru also sat down cross-legged, making sure to ensure that their status was equal.
At the same time, he glanced at the white ball of Qingyun God.
Able to unleash national-level combat power...
He remembered how he had searched all over the world for people who were giving up in order to establish an anti-involution alliance.
As a result, a bunch of colorful dumplings were found.
.........
It seems that this is not a coincidence, but the incarnation of the white ball Qingyun?
"It's not quite right to call them incarnations. They themselves don't even know who their true form is. Only in this way can they escape the hunting of the old provincial powers."
As if seeing through Deng Ru's thoughts, Pan explained.
Qingyun God's approach is very special.
He had seen the wind of freedom break through the provincial level and be hunted down and killed by the old gods.
He knew that he could not break through the provincial level and that he could not have new provincial levels.
So He began to fall asleep, and began to make Himself confused and schizophrenic, unable to tell who He was.
It can be said that He is living in a dream, or it can be said that He is the dream itself.
In his dream, he had Ala Yuan's purple, green, and red dumplings...
So in reality, there are city-level believers like Ala Yuan.
Since he himself cannot distinguish between reality and dreams, and cannot tell who he is, other gods cannot see the connection between them.
What he did was undoubtedly creating a new path in the world of gods, if only he could pass it on secretly to other new gods.
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