Myriad Worlds Begin with Douluo

Chapter 395 Creating a Chat Group
A white light flashed, and the huge figure of Tianmeng Iceworm appeared. It was more than three meters long, but its appearance was much cuter. It was white and fat, like crystal jade.

"Huh? Brother, what's the matter?" Tianmeng Bingcan was puzzled, this body seemed to be real, but it also seemed to be fake, and there was a connection with Tang San between the virtual and the real.

"This is the body of the soul, you have become a soul now, coexisting with me." Tang San explained.

Tianmeng Iceworm is now considered to have ascended to the sky in one step, and directly has the same strength as Tang San, but whether it is used or not depends on his own performance.

Feeling the majestic power in his body, Tianmeng Iceworm laughed loudly.

The corners of Tang San's mouth curled up, and with a movement of his fingers, Tianmeng Iceworm's body shrank rapidly, to about 1.5 meters.

"What are you doing!" Tianmeng Bingcan was startled and furious. She thought that after the sacrifice, she would share honor and disgrace, but she didn't expect that she could be controlled. This is a terrible feeling.

"Father." A clear childish voice appeared, and a little girl appeared in Tang San's arms.

"Who is this girl? Tang San's daughter, she doesn't look like it, but she looks similar to me. Could it be a spirit?" Tianmeng Bingcan asked without hesitation, and her two black jewel-like eyeballs With a hint of cunning.

Without answering Tianmeng Iceworm, Tang San smiled at Xian Lingyun: "Lingyun, this is your mount."

"What?! I don't want it!" Tianmeng Iceworm shouted.

But no one cares about the immobile Tianmeng Iceworm.

Xian Lingyun blinked her eyes, looked at the big fleshy worm in front of her with cute big eyes, and said in a condescending way: "Dad, this worm is so fat."

"Brother, this is plump!" Tianmeng Bingcan retorted dissatisfiedly, but unfortunately no one cared about his thoughts.

"It's good to be fat, fleshy and soft, and it's comfortable to sit on." Tang San smiled, put the fairy rhyme on Tianmeng Bingcan's back, then sat on it himself, hugging the fairy rhyme.

Tianmeng Iceworm: "Damn me!"

Panicked, when did Tianmeng Bingcan suffer such humiliation, even in that demonic space where he could draw his strength, he was still strong, now unexpectedly, unexpectedly!
He sacrificed to be a mount?
At any rate, he has also broken through a million years. He is a million-year soul beast, so he wants to save face? !
If he didn't feel the ridicule from the two people behind him, he would explode himself!

Although it is very likely that you can't even blew yourself...
After riding for a while, Tang San got down with Xian Lingyun to enhance the relationship between father and daughter, and Xian Lingyun rode the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm alone, flying in this space.

This space is very large, enough for Xian Lingyun to play, and in order to prevent Xian Lingyun from getting bored, Tang San also took out some low-level monsters from the Tai Chi diagram.

As for whether Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing will be disturbed, you can rest assured that when they are cultivating, the Dou Zun level Wia on the two of them makes those low-level monsters silent, and they dare not make any sound at all.

Only in this way, when Xian Lingyun is playing, Tang San will not worry about getting hurt, even though Xian Lingyun and Tang San have the same strength...

A moment of silence for Warcraft!

"What kind of soul beasts are these?" Tianmeng Bingcan accepted his fate and did not resist, and began to observe these monsters, "It doesn't look like a soul beast, and the power in its body is not comparable to Douluo Dalu."

Then quietly glanced at what Tang San was messing with, secretly said: "This can't be another world, right?"

"Forget it, I'm already lying flat anyway, brother just needs to take care of this eldest lady."

On Tang San's side, he planned to establish a chat group to communicate with people from other worlds and communicate with each other.

At first, they were afraid of being approached by the other party, but now they understand that Taijitu is a [true] tool, and it is impossible for them to find the coordinates in the reverse direction, so they don't care.

Moreover, the change of the earth gave Tang San a sense of urgency. It is not guaranteed that some people have stayed in a certain secret world for more than a hundred years, and once they go out, they will become a powerful man who will destroy the world. After all, for the earth, time is just a moment. .

Tang San is now at the level of [Ordinary], according to the division of Ordinary in the Taiji Diagram, there are three sub-levels, namely self, other and me, and Guiyi.

These three steps have nothing to do with the level of combat power, just like some strong people, at the self stage, their combat power can defeat characters at the level of the real world, but the reason why the real world is real is because it is not in the same dimension as everything exist.

No matter how powerful the mortal powerhouse is, such as reversing time, blooming three thousand worlds with a single thought, or arbitrarily arbitrarily eternity, everything that can be drawn on paper or painting is mortal, and the real powerhouse can easily tear it to shreds.

Just like comics and novels, the characters in them are extremely powerful, but as long as they are fired, they can be wiped out.

Maybe the real powerhouse doesn't have any treasures or secrets, but just a light tear or click "delete" can destroy the infinite heavens and create a world of heavens and myriads. For the real powerhouse, it is just a matter of , just move your finger.

As for the specifics of the strong in the real world, it is impossible to describe, only a little bit of it is known.

The best [immortal] is even more indescribable!

The word "immortal" is just imposed!

Just like Lao Ziqiang naming the word "Tao".

Returning from fascination to reality, Tang San opened a chat group with the Taiji Diagram, and the so-called group leader was naturally Tang San himself.

As for the name, Tang San didn't use any fancy titles, he wasn't omniscient, nor was he a magician, so he just took his real name "Tang San".

Then, name the group "truth-seeking group".

Three words, although people who join the chat group in the future may think it is a chat group for cultivators, but Tang San does not want to change it, which represents his own determination to seek truth.

"Start searching the Great Thousand Universe and the World of the Heavens."

"Ding!"

"Honghuang Hongjun joins the truth-seeking group!"

Prehistoric Hongjun?Tang San was taken aback, he didn't expect it to be a big nuclear bomb, "Is this chat group so good at selecting people?"

Looking at the world he was in through the Taiji Diagram, Tang San couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, that prehistoric, pitifully low, sage could destroy a small city with a ten-meter step, with all his strength.

And those small cities are equivalent to small villages in ancient villages on the earth.

Tang San could already guess Hongjun's level. At most, with all his strength, he could destroy a bigger city.

Therefore, Tang San changed Honghuang Hongjun's name to "Nuclear Hongjun", which is his expectation for Hongjun in the future.

At this moment, Nuclear Bomb Hongjun was taken aback for a moment, then burst into ecstasy and laughed loudly: "I am indeed the protagonist!"

That's right, this Hongjun is a time traveler, he is very excited to be able to time travel, and he is also very excited about crossing Cheng Hongjun, after all, he is the ancestor of the Great Desolation.

But crossing into a low-end prehistoric world, that's a hell of a dog.

Even he, Hongjun, the strongest man in this world, can't ride the clouds and ride the fog, at most Feng Xu can walk against the wind, and every kilometer needs to be borrowed.

Can you believe this is fucking Hongjun?

But fortunately, Hongjun had the opportunity to occupy this body when he was insane. If it was really that kind of high-end prehistoric, he might not be able to occupy any creature, and it would probably be swallowed.

"The leader of the group is Tang San, so he shouldn't be the Tang San I know." Hongjun pursed his lips, "Although it's a low-level martial arts fantasy, which is a shame for fantasy, but to be honest, I'm afraid I'm ashamed as a Honghuang. Can't beat Title Douluo, even Contra... This is fucking outrageous! Forget it, it looks like I need to join some group members, and I will speak later. After all, I know some plots, so I can fool you .”

"It's just my name [Nuclear Hongjun]. If modern people are asked to join this group, I'm afraid it will be exposed at once... It's a big deal. It's no big deal for me to reveal the identity of the time traveler!"

"Ding!"

"Zhang Wuji joins the truth-seeking group!"

"Little Master joins the chat group!"

(End of this chapter)