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A meteor drew across the void of the universe, and the hot meteor drew a bright line in the night sky and fell to the southwest of Douluo Star.

When the meteor fell, there was a loud noise like thunder in the sky, emitting a dazzling fire, blinking, the meteor drew a shining line, fell from the sky, and smashed a huge hole with a diameter of 100 meters on the ground. , There was a slight light in the pothole, and there was a breath of heat.

Yang Ming crawled out of the pothole, shaken the dust on his body, looked around from side to side, and distinguished the direction. The place where he fell was fifty kilometers outside of Heaven Dou City, not too far away.

This is the place where the Sunset Forest used to be. The Sunset Forest that was destroyed in the Great War between Yang Ming and Pope Bibi Dong and the Sea God Temple was once destroyed in the Great War of Bossie.

Compared with the maple trees that were planted in the sunset forest, the ginkgo trees planted today are more pleasing to Yang Ming than the redness of the maple leaves. Looking past, the ginkgo leaves look softer, and there are yellow leaves beside the green forest trails. Fluttering and sprinkling, it seems like a group of butterflies flying, and like a celestial flower, falling to the ground, layered on top of each other, like a beautiful carpet, stepped on the soft, tree-filled ginkgo leaves like a handful of ingenious craftsmanship The golden fan is really a natural result of fairy painting and wonderful pen.

Yang Ming's figure left from the sunset forest at ten times the speed of light, and after a few breaths, he arrived at Heaven Dou City.

This city that has experienced ups and downs is now becoming more and more prosperous, which has greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. This is a golden autumn day, the weather is warm and fresh, but see the spacious and clean streets, vehicles The crowd was constantly flowing, and the streets of the capital were so green and green, and the golden chrysanthemums bloomed and greeted the people with a smile. Perhaps it was because of a rain, it did not look bleak at all, but added a unique charm to the original foundation.

There are tea houses, pubs, pawnshops, and workshops on both sides of the street. There are many small vendors with big umbrellas on the open ground on both sides of the street. The street extends to both sides of the goods, always extending to the quieter suburbs outside the city, where people come and go. There are poor people who carry on the road, there are hawkers who drive ox carts to deliver goods, there are villagers who drive donkeys into the city, and there are city people who stop and admire the scenery.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the twilight sunset is faintly scattered on the red bricks and green tiles, or the brightly colored pavilions and cornices, adding a bit of haziness and poetry to the prosperous evening scene of Tiandou City.

Feeling light on the busy street at will.

The faint sunlight is shining between the green tiles and red walls that I see all this time, the abrupt cornices, the flags of the shops flying high, the carriages and horses sparkling, the endless stream of pedestrians, that The calm and comfortable smiling faces all reflect the self-satisfaction of the people of Tiandou City for the prosperous and prosperous age.

Yang Ming walked all the way, obviously he was here, but no one in the surrounding crowd could discover his whereabouts, even the titled Douluo powerhouse.

Using the power of rules to isolate himself from the outside world, Yang Ming listened as he walked, listened to the people's gossip, listened to the people's teasing after dinner, and understood the situation after he left Douluo Xing.

The emptiness of the universe is vast, and it took Yang Ming a full five years to leave.

In the past five years, there have been no major events in the Douluo Continent, but the trivial matters are a basket. I can't finish talking about it for a day with my fingers. It is the Explosive Sky Gang that now ranks first in the mainland. Today, the power is flourishing. There are endless rumors, and there are even rumors that the young gang leader Yang Guo has reached the seventieth level of the soul sage when he was only eleven years old, and was unanimously regarded as the brightest new star of this era by the high-level members of the gang.

Listening to the people in Tiandou City talking about Xiao Yang's passing, everyone gave a thumbs up, and no one said nothing. Now as an old father, Yang Ming suddenly a kind of pride rises in his heart.

Worthy of being his own species!

From the city gate all the way along the Imperial Avenue north, Yang Ming stopped and stopped, and came to the gate of the Zhantian Gang. The guards who guarded the gate were still two soul-sage masters. Yang Ming didn't disturb anyone, and walked straight in. Inside the gang, follow the order of Qinglongtang, Baihutang, Xuanwutang, and Suzakutang.

After five years of baptism, Ning Rongrong did not leave any traces of time on his face. On the contrary, it was because he had been in charge of the finances of the bombing gang for all these years. Apart from his grace and luxury, he was a little bit more ungodly. With a shocked temperament, he is discussing the next quarter's expenses with his subordinates.

Women are all sensitive, as if vaguely aware of Yang Ming's gaze, Ning Rongrong raised his head.

However, what caught her eye was a piece of air. She didn't see Yang Ming's figure, and Yang Ming didn't show up to reunite.

"Sister Rongrong, what's the matter?"

On the side, Zhu Zhuqing, who had laid hands on Ning Rongrong, asked inexplicably.

Ning Rongrong took a deep look at Yang Ming's direction, and found nothing under his mental power exploration. He couldn't help but shook his head and said:

"It's nothing, maybe it's too tired from work recently, I just had a little hallucination."

"Sister Rongrong, you have to pay attention to your body and don't get tired."

"Well, don't worry, I know in my heart that nothing will happen."

The voice of conversation gradually diminished, leaving only the rustling sound of opening the account book and the crisp sound of fiddle with the beads of the abacus.

Leaving from Qinglongtang to Baihutang, the hall master Tang San is not here. Many gangs dressed in black robe faces and evil ghost masks are training **** the martial arts arena. Yang Ming also saw what he had accepted. Several apprentices are also there.

After stopping to watch for a while, Yang Ming continued to move forward. Oscar left Xuanwutang. After establishing a chain tavern outside, Xuanwutang lacked a little surprise. Everyone was doing research and production in an orderly manner according to the established plan, and everything was in order. .

In Suzaku Hall, Hu Liena and Xiao Wu, as the wife of the gang leaders, are doing inspections here, and they make suggestions for improvement from time to time.

Hu Liena and Xiao Wu felt throbbing in their hearts for no reason. They followed Yang Ming's vision, but they also didn't see anything. They looked at each other and said in doubt:

"Xiao Wu, did you feel anything just now?"

"Sister Na, I do feel something, but I can't tell what it is."

"Me too, it's weird."

The two women stared carefully at where Yang Ming was. They didn't find anything famous. Even if they walked over, they could only touch a piece of void air.

Yang Ming took a deep look at his two beloved wives, sighed deeply in his heart, did not recognize the two women, and continued to walk forward.

Yang Ming went to visit relatives and friends he knew well. Ma Hongjun hasn’t been married yet, and he lingers in Goulan listening to music all day long. Sure enough, Oscar and Meng are still married and gave birth to a white and fat son. For some reason, they took the word "Ming" for their children alone. It seems that after getting married, Meng still has a bit of obsession with Yang Ming in his heart, which makes Yang Ming a little bit dumbfounded, but also feels that fate has caused others.

Flander, the old dean of Shrek Academy, is old and has now dismissed his job from the college. He has lived in the nursing home all the year round. He has no matter what the college is, and can take care of his life with peace of mind. Yang Ming is on the pillow of the old Dean Flander. In the cabinet, after secretly putting a longevity elixir, he quietly left, from the beginning to the end, the old dean Flander did not find it.

Familiar people seem a little strange in five years.

Yang Ming used his own way to meet his family and friends one after another, while walking towards the outskirts of Tiandou City.

The buildings on both sides of the street are getting shorter and shorter, and fewer and fewer. As the evening approaches, there are not many people on the street after leaving the city, and it becomes more and more silent.

The scenery in front of the eyes is full of green mountains and green water, and a bit less crowded. Stepping on the bushes and grass under my feet, I gradually walked towards the remote public cemetery.

Tombstones stood on the ground, facing the last glow of the setting sun on the horizon, facing the thin silver gauze of the rising moon, looking lonely and quiet.

Yang Ming stopped walking all the way to the grave of Grandpa Old Jack.

A faint sigh came from Yang Ming's mouth, saying:

"Now that the Dragon God has completely fallen, and the Phoenix God, the reincarnated Crimson Mother, is also defeated in my hands. The five supreme gods of the God Realm have been eliminated by me. Now, do you still want to lie in the coffin with this face? ?"

A blast of cold wind drifted by with fallen leaves, and setaria rolled by in circles on the grass.

A figure appeared in the cemetery, almost without any signs. If Yang Ming hadn't been staring at it, I would have been unable to find out when the other party appeared.

His face was loving and vicissitudes. When he was young, his black hair had fallen to the ground like the first snow in the winter, like the first frost of autumn. The silver hair was half-covered and looming, and wrinkles on his face seemed like a twists and turns of the past.

Old Jack wears a bunch of short, hard beards, and his tan eyes are deep in his eye sockets. There is not much meat on his body. He is as thin as an old osprey, but with his tanned face. The short gray beard looked very energetic, and the sunken eyes were especially bright. It was rare to see such sharp and bright eyes, as if they could see the birth and destruction of the universe through these eyes.

The old Jack is wearing coarse linen clothes. It is obviously the clothes of ordinary villagers, but it is not ordinary at all when it falls on him. On the contrary, it has a taste of avenue and simplicity. The more you look at it, the more you can realize that it is actually hidden. The power of 3,000 rules, each of them is enough to make a person a hundred-level god, and now the power of 3,000 rules is just intertwined into a piece of clothing and draped on the body. How powerful is this? Do this step?

A pair of nine-gou jade reincarnation eyes flashed with fierce light, and Yang Ming's muscles were tight, and he was obviously ready to deal with sudden situations at any time, even when facing the goddess of life, **** of Shura, **** of evil, Ji Dong, and Dragon God. At the time, Yang Ming was not as nervous as he is today.

It is false to say that it is not nervous, because ah, what Yang Ming has to face is not an ordinary character, but the legendary **** of creation!

The eyes of the two grandparents were facing each other, and they were speechless for a long time.

In the end, old Jack took the lead and asked:

"How did you find me?"

Yang Ming felt his scalp numb for a while, and said:

"Do you still remember that you used to give me the Zhu Guo before my awakening ceremony? After I later practiced the "Indestructible Sutra", I found the poison left by the Zhu Guo in my body. At that time, I began to doubt You are, but later I saw that you seemed to be dead and buried in the coffin, and I temporarily dispelled my suspicion."

"However, after I realized the power of the two rules of destiny and causality, I discovered that I had a close causal connection with a certain high person's existence. With the secret hint of fate, I thought about it after the rush of time. Next, I finally realized, Grandpa, you are the legendary creation god, right?"

The expression on Old Jack's face remained unchanged, and he nodded silently without denying, he simply said:

"Yes, I am the God of Creation."

Yang Ming originally imagined that the other party would deny it in every possible way, but he didn't expect to reply so simply and neatly.

In the ancient times, the Dragon God was already a powerful existence with unparalleled fighting power. Even after the rebirth of the first Heavenly Dragon's body, the strength of the dragon was only restored by half ~ www.readwn.com~ but it was able to compete with the four supreme gods of the God Realm. Fighting back and forth, even under severe injuries, was able to kill the flames of the **** of goodness and escape from the exposed three Supreme Gods, showing its strength.

It is as strong as the Dragon God. When talking about the God of Creation, he can't help using honorific words. There is a sense of fear and fear between the words. It is conceivable how powerful the God of Creation is.

What is even more unexpected is that such a powerful creator **** is willing to act as the village head of a holy soul village and lead an ordinary life!

In fact, when Yang Ming thinks back now, he also feels a lot of unspeakable sense of violation.

For example, when the four supreme gods of the God Realm battle with the Dragon God, they intentionally or unintentionally stayed away from the location of the Douluo Galaxy. Otherwise, with the aftermath of the battle between them, it would be enough to destroy the Douluo Galaxy. How many times, just look at the horse galaxy as today as a planetary ruin, and you can see the leopards in one or two.

In addition, under Qian Renxue’s conspiracy to send people to destroy the Holy Soul Village, the villagers were all dead. Even the old Jack’s sons and grandsons died under the swords of those desperadoes. The old and frail old Jack did not die, but survived Yang Ming's arrival. At that time, Yang Ming was still young and had relatively shallow knowledge. He just thought it was a coincidence, but now looking back, it is full of routines. what!

The dignified creation **** will be injured by a group of bandits who are not even titled Douluo, and will his own sons and grandchildren be killed?

No one will believe it!

Yang Ming stared at the familiar and unfamiliar face of old Jack, and said:

"What do you want to do?"

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