"Ye Qinyu is already a god?"
"Like the creator?"
Leaves with the wind some can’t believe asked.
Gu Youlan smiled "of course not"
"You should know that the Creator is the only one that no Holy Spirit can reach her level."
Ye nodded with the wind, and it is true that the difference between the creator and the living beings is the leap in dimension, just as people in the story can’t really jump out and beat the dreamer up.
Much as he wants to, he really can’t.
"The divine realm is actually the creator of the world if it is spoken in another way."
Gu Youlan explained, "Ye Qin’s ballads have added the law of reincarnation to the world, while we have added a new law of life and death to the world, so we have all gained the feedback from the world."
"But because the rules have not been completely perfected, Ye Qin’s ballad can become a demigod until now."
"When we absorb the creative force, it should be the same level."
Gu Youlan said
After listening, Ye fell into thinking with the wind.
The creator of the world is the realm of gods?
Then talk like this
"Xiaolan"
"This world seems to be created by me?"
Gu Youlan slightly one leng not white leaves in the wind why suddenly ask?
"Of course."
"Where did you come from without your master?"
Ye shrugged his shoulders with the wind and then spread out his palm.
"Then in that case, why have I never seen any creative force?"
This sentence has just been finished
A new creative force suddenly emerged from the void.
When it appeared, it was a blink of an eye, as if it had burst its banks.
Then around his feet, a large number of creative forces poured out one after another, rushing towards the leaves in the wind.
This sudden change Yuzryha stood in situ with the wind.
While Gu Youlan is suddenly enlighted and chuckled.
"Maybe it’s because you’ve never tried it."
Ye was startled by the wind. Before today, he really didn’t know what the so-called creative force was, let alone take the initiative to capture the power that lies in the world.
And when he opened the mouth, it was like breaking a bank to stop water.
The whole nine days and ten places seem to have been induced by some kind of induction. In general, the creative forces in the depths are exhausted and gathered together, and then the department enters the leaves and the body with the wind.
Once again, the quality of his life has undergone a qualitative change.
At the same time, the creative force and the material resources that are in the body have begun to slowly merge.
The holy lotus with ten petals gradually disintegrated under the impact of creative force.
Two strands of energy together turned into one golden gravel after another.
A sea of sand was formed in a moment.
The sand sea is constantly churning and changing various shapes.
In the end, it formed ten different areas, one of which was connected together to form a circular arch to guard the two central areas.
And there is an independent area floating quietly on their farthest side.
Looking at its appearance, the leaves are somewhat numb with the wind.
"Isn’t this his mother nine days and ten places?"
What is formed by yellow sand is exactly shrinking in nine days and ten places.
Besides the color, things are no different now.