Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

"Hey, your mother... is really amazing."

The Creator had a half-smile on his face.

... Your paralyzing Pangu banner was sewn out!

I really want to sew one too!

"Isn't this flag amazing?"

Joan of Arc saw that he was staring at him, so she simply reached out and took off her treasure and handed it to him. She was generous: "It's not a big thing, here, let me show you, don't make it dirty." It's..."

It looked like a pure black flag. The flagpole was made of unknown metal. The flagpole was round and one piece. The flag looked soft, but he didn't dare to touch it.

Although he didn't know how to use it, the aura of gods and gods was so strong that he didn't even want to take a second look at it.

Even if the sword of Zhu Xian is unsealed, it can't hurt him, and the gourd fan is even worse, but this thing, who knows if there is any backhand left by the Taoist ancestor.

Taishang Daozu is himself in the parallel world.

According to his ghosts and bad tastes, he didn't believe that his other self would be a good old man who only knew how to make alchemy and weapons.

The few things he made by himself-Tai Chi Diagram, Kunlun Mirror, Donghuang Bell, Fantian Seal, Qibao Miaoshu, etc., each has a hidden hand in it. If it is not used by a specific person, it will be a lot of fun. up.

He is always like this, not to mention another self who has a higher realm.

The Lord of Creation threw this thing casually into a relatively safe cosmic space, and then with a frown, he knocked the still confused red lotus saint unconscious and packed it away.

The gentle and pure brilliance disappeared on the throne of heroes in an instant.

After a while, several heroic spirits who had a good relationship with Joan of Arc came to their senses, and the sea of ​​violent hearts suddenly rolled towards him.

In the world of mind images, a tall, long-haired woman holds a scarlet spear, and her aura shoots up into the sky like a wolf's smoke. The same bright red eyes are full of arrogance, and the intention of killing gods and demons is instantly forced out.

The Creator didn't care about the small animals in the Hall of Valor, but frowned: "Why is the body sanctified again?"

A friend who is a science student suggested that I supplement the common sense of physics... I don't have enough time, and I have no time at all.

...not perfect.

To be reasonable, I wrote it very clearly at the very beginning. I am a liberal arts student, and the science in the novel is a nonsense. What you come here to read is anime time travel, not science fiction, right?I know what you want to say about basic common sense, so here comes the question, what is basic common sense?

Common sense is what most people know. Among the more than one billion people in China, how many percent of them understand astronomy and microphysics?Taking a step back, what percentage of the writers on this website know about these things?

If you really want to talk about your common sense, then I don’t mind talking about my common sense, ancient literature and the mainstream of religion, do you want to talk about it?

It is said that there is specialization in the art industry, why are you so serious?You are still a good friend without pretending to be cute.

I didn't mess around!

Chapter 79 Chapter 76 Supreme...Ghost Father?

The Creator is the strongest in this world... at least after Daozu has disappeared from the long river of time, he is indeed the strongest.

In the Xingyue universe, no matter what it is, it is no different from an ant in his eyes.

Even the innate god Gaia, in his eyes, is just a little girl... just a child.

When will a group of ants working under a child dare to be so rampant?

With a single press, the surging god-killing spear intent was smoothed out in the void, and with a single flick, a ray of silver light pierced through a white-haired red-clothed sword hero, breaking all the swords in his inherent barrier.

Looking away, the spiritual world shakes and trembles, and all the weaker heroic spirits dodge one after another.

Those powerful beings on the throne began to look at this place, and the Creator frowned displeasedly, and stepped on his feet.

Thoughts encompassing the infinite overwhelm the world.

It seems that the extremely high sky suddenly collapsed, suppressing all the fierce kings on the throne and making them unable to move...

The Creator was about to make a move again, when suddenly a blue light flashed, moving him out of the mental space in the blink of an eye.

"Not to move me out..."

The Lord of Creation flicked his sleeves: "No one inside the root has been able to do this, Gaia, where did you move the Hall of Valor?"

Still on the root vortex, the blue-clothed loli looked at him angrily: "Bad guy!"

"It's just a way to weigh the so-called heroic spirits..."

Loli didn't believe it: "Even I can't beat you, how could those heroic spirits be your opponents, lying, shamefaced..."

As he spoke, he shaved his little face cutely.

The Creator didn't agree with her, and his expression was slightly serious: "Who the hell is Joan?"

Gaia frowned: "Jeanne? Who is it?"

The corner of the Creator's mouth twitched, and as he stretched out his hand, a delicate girl appeared in front of him.

She glanced at the comatose human indifferently, but the aura of the heroic spirit on it didn't deserve her attention.

But when he saw the girl's face, his whole body trembled.

The man's gaze became more and more interesting: "It seems that you not only know each other, but also are very familiar with them..."

Gaia's expression changed, and his figure suddenly collapsed.

The Creator stared coldly at the water-blue planet in the solar system: "If you dare to run away, I will blow up the sun!"

This sentence came out of his mouth, that is a complete threat.

So the girl in blue ran back obediently, pursing her mouth in aggrieved way: "What are you doing? Threatening me?"

The creator ignored him, pointing at the heroic girl floating in the air: "Who the hell is this guy? I always feel like I've seen it somewhere..."

Gaia walked over in grief and indignation, and for a while, a violent category nine hurricane suddenly set off over the Pacific Ocean, whether it was in the tropics or the temperate zone.

The emotions of the Earth's general consciousness are projected into the weather with unerring accuracy.

Whether she likes it or not, this matter cannot be escaped.

The little girl stared at the familiar face, and sighed silently: "From the perspective of primate social relations, this Joan of Arc is the daughter of the daughter of the Taishang Daozu..."

That guy actually left an heir in this world?

He frowned slightly: "Can't you just say that your granddaughter is not good enough?"

"No no no!"

Even the general consciousness of the earth without human emotions will feel a little embarrassed: "You can understand that his daughter's daughter is still his daughter..."

"...Fuck!"

........................

"Fuck!"

The Taoist priest in the middle of the night suddenly woke up from his sedation.

It is said that the ultimate man has no dreams, and he has not reached that state yet, but it is true that he rarely dreams.

Last time I dreamed of a cute girl like ice and snow calling me daddy... Ahhh, it feels warm, not bad.

It's even weirder today.

"When did I have a daughter who never takes a bath?"

Touching the thin layer of sweat on his head, the Taoist sighed, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

It is early morning, the sky is not yet bright, there is only a slight crimson light in the eastern sky, I don't know if it is the neon lights in the city center or a little morning light from the sun.

Wearing only a moon-white pajamas, looking west through the window.

I don't know if Esther will be bored.

I heard that Qingzi lives there too...

Talking about that young girl who was doing things in a vigorous manner, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of her mouth: "Qingzi... Autumn is coming soon, your sister should come back soon to make love with you."

Sakura who was still sleeping on the bed seemed to be talking in her sleep.

He leaned down slightly, looked at this cute little guy, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her tender little face.

"favourite……"

The Liangyi Taoist was surprised...

"I like my sister the most..."

His smile that was about to bloom was thinking of the chrysanthemums wilting in the cold wind, revealing a bit of desolation and helplessness.

Rin, you little bastard!

Taoist priests usually sleep next to this brat, not because they want to take advantage of it or something...

Is he that kind of person?

The little girl didn't feel safe in this empty mansion, and she would have nightmares if she didn't sleep next to someone.

This is self-sacrifice for others!

How noble is the character?

In the lonely late night, sacrifice the precious time of masturbating to give a lonely little girl some warmth.

What a great love!

Looking at her cute little face, the Taoist priest was considering whether to kiss her quietly.

Just a few seconds after he thought about it, someone knocked on the door of Matou's house.

"Huh? Who would it be at this time?"

With carefree hands, all the large and small formations in the mansion, as well as the killing formations and phantom formations, were all in operation.

He was a little wary in his heart, although he didn't think that in such a tiny place like Japan, besides the monk of Tiantai sect, there would be anyone who could threaten him, but he was careful to sail the thousand-year-old ship monster.

But when he walked to the courtyard, he smelled the strong smell of blood, and his vigilance was slightly lowered.

Open the door.

What came into view was as expected.