Chapter 2182： My **** country!

Tang Zhen stood in the same place and had not moved for a long time.

If someone enters this place and sees Tang Zhen, he may be regarded as an indigenous god.

The majestic momentum is simply not to be faked, and people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

The source of energy in the mind world has now disappeared and turned into something like the sun, hanging high above the sky.

Tang Zhen was born in the original world, which made him always subconsciously imitate his hometown when he built his mind.

It won't be exactly the same, because the world is really not perfect, and what Tang Zhen has to do is to fill those shortcomings.

He has been to many planes, as well as a special world, and some scenes left in memory can be reproduced in his world.

However, if you want to build a real kingdom of God and thoroughly improve it, you still need enough time to accumulate.

To be a Creator is just to get a qualification.

However, the monks who can go to this step are simply pitiful and look at the world, and there is no one in the billions.

As the mood gradually calms down, Tang Zhen is as a creator, and looks down on his own world.

This feeling is wonderful, and any thought in my mind can be realized in an instant.

In this state, it is nothing more than a desire, after all, I can do anything, and what can be pursued?

However, Tang Zhen soon realized.

I can do nothing, just confined to the kingdom of God. After leaving the Kingdom of God, there are still countless powerful and awesome existences.

If Tang Zhen, like some indigenous gods, does not come out in his own kingdom, he can think that he can do anything.

However, as a master of the city, the owner of the theater, even in the world of the city is enough to be the existence of top-level combat power, he is destined to be comfortable to hide in the kingdom of God drunk and dream.

Life is endless, fighting is not endless, and the path of **** and hurricane has long been spread under his feet.

"First lay the foundation of the mind country, as for other things, you can wait until later."

Thinking of this, Tang Zhen began to act.

At this time his mind world has expanded to a rather exaggerated level, like a square land.

Or, it is a blank canvas that can be applied as you wish.

Looking at the dark brown land, Tang Zhen shook his head.

"Too ugly!"

The emergence of innocent land is due to his subconscious mind, and he believes that his country of God should be carried by the earth.

If it is the creator of an aquatic race, then when the kingdom of God was first built, it would default to a sea.

"If the clam shell becomes the creator..."

Tang Zhen flashed this thought in his mind, then smiled and shook his head, always feeling that the scene was too wonderful.

"There must be vegetation first."

As his mind swept over, on the bare ground, there were green grass flowers growing wildly.

In a twinkling of an eye, the whole world has been wrapped in green, like a huge carpet.

It seems that there is some dissatisfaction. Tang Zhen made another change, and the colors of those plants began to become colorful.

Any color that can be imagined can be found in this world. No matter how far-sighted it is, it is all beautiful.

Then there were mountain peaks rising straight and steep, and there were also floating islands that were connected by giant vines.

The crystal clear stream, flowing from the floating island, is like a white practising, fluttering and falling on the ground.

The next moment, Tang Zhen appeared on the floating island, standing on the edge of the cliff, with a hint of emotion.

The innocent land at the foot is created by his will, and as long as he is willing and energetic enough, he can create more creatures.

It’s just that the mind country is not the same as the ordinary world. Everything needs planning. It is absolutely impossible to let the creatures evolve and develop like the ordinary world.

That would not provide any help to Tang Zhen, and it would make the country of God completely abolished and become no different from ordinary planes.

After standing for a long time, Tang Zhen shouted and shivered his heart.

The experience of a hundred years of time has been flashing in front of his eyes, as if everything was yesterday.

From a small monk who first entered the world of the city, he eventually became a strong creator of the creator level. Although it is indispensable to the balance of fate, Tang Zhen’s efforts cannot be ignored.

After repeated escapes, killing strong enemies again and again, Tang Zhen stepped on the bones of the enemy and became stronger and stronger.

The Shenglong Theater, which he personally established, is also growing and growing, and his strength has already surpassed the original wild battle zone.

Today, both Tang Zhen and Shenglong Theater have become the unspeakable existence of the Loucheng world.

The Shenglong Theater knows that the Tang Zhen Jinsheng creator, the Loucheng monks will inevitably cheer and the cohesion will rise again.

"In the past, I once made an oath to let the holy dragon battle zone win the world of the city. Now, although it is still far away from the goal, it is finally qualified for competition.

It may take hundreds of years, or maybe a few thousand dollars. As long as the blood in the chest is not cold, the mind is not scattered, and the dream will always be realized! ”

Behind Tang Zhen, a figure slowly appeared, it was the gods who had previously sacrificed their own.

He did not disappear, but was the world of Tang Zhen.

After hearing Tang Zhen’s words, his face also showed a trace of embarrassment. Because he had read some of Tang Zhen’s memory, he could understand Tang Zhen’s feelings at this time.

"In fact, I am very envious of you, the masters of the city, have a strong backing, and a system of cultivation and growth.

Although the war is almost accompanied by a lifetime, the practice of cultivating is the plundering and encroachment. If this positive state is not always maintained, it will sooner or later be eliminated by a stronger enemy. ”

The boy said slowly, there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

Although he inherited some of the memory of the ontology, he did not personally experience it. In fact, from the moment he was born, he always stayed in the banned temple.

The character of the avatar was intercepted from the period of the Indigenous Gods. At that time, he was eager to win, and he yearned for the wonderful life of the sword.

Therefore, when reading the memory of Tang Zhen, I will feel the blood boiling, and my heart is full of yearning.

Of course, when the indigenous gods read the memory, they will be very cautious, and the reading is just an insignificant memory.

Those memories that Tang Zhen does not want to let others know are extremely dangerous. If they are not careful, they will release a terrible demons.

This abnormal situation in the Kingdom of God is most likely related to the lost super-planet items, which can show some negative emotions and have terrible destructive power.

However, the Great Temple has been searching for many years, but there has been no result, and it is not known where these things have gone.

"If you want, you can also enter the world of the city and become a master of the city."

Tang Zhen turned to look at the teenager, his tone was as dull as water, and his mood was not sad or happy.

The mind **** country will have various abnormal conditions due to his emotional changes, and may even have strange special life.

In his own mind, the creator is ruthless, but it is a last resort.

"really?"

The teenager was surprised by the color of the surprise, and then became hesitant.

"But I am the guardian of the banned temple. If I leave, who will guard this place?"

Tang Zhen heard the words and shook his head gently.

"From the moment you sacrificed, you have not belonged to this world. Where is the world?