The metaverse, starting with a deadlock

In Xiangjiang, there is an attic that does not exist in reality, called Tongtian Pavilion.

The interior of Tongtian Pavilion is beautifully decorated, with an elegant beauty that is different from the mundane world, just like a fairyland.

Suddenly, Lan Dali appeared in the hall out of thin air, and walked quickly towards a room with a closed door.

At this time, Lan Dali was no longer perverse and violent in the past. He knelt down on one knee respectfully, without daring to raise his head, and said in a concentrated voice, "Lan Dali is begging to see the True Ancestor. I have important matters to report, and I beg the True Ancestor to help me!"

The voice fell behind, and there was no response for a long time, as if there was no one behind the door.

Lan Dali, who was usually very impatient, was not at all impatient, and kept kneeling on one knee in fear.

After a long time, a mellow and gentle male voice suddenly came from inside the door.

"What calls to me?"

Lan Dali was startled, his head was so low that it was almost in his crotch, and he said cautiously, "This subordinate is incompetent and deserves death if he disturbs the true ancestor's tour, but it is very important at this time, so he can only take the liberty to report to the true ancestor. Decide for yourself!"

After a moment of silence, a voice came from the room, "Say!"

Lan Dali hurriedly reported everything that happened in the Red Pavilion in detail, and finally said, "The true ancestor, it's not that the subordinates are lazy, but that the Lord Shang Yuanshen happens to be in the cracks in Xiangjiang's space. Erase the red hall, lest it will disturb the slumber of the master, and the divine sense has been preventing the subordinates from making a move, that's why things happened to this point!"

"The Spiral Lord Trydamir was banished by the True Ancestor to the Eye of the Wild Sea hundreds of millions of years ago. There should have been no possibility of his return. This time, the subordinates also don't know how it is connected with reality."

"The matter has not yet reached the most serious level. If you think it is necessary, your subordinates can immediately wipe out the entire Xiangjiang, so as not to disturb the slumber of the Lord..."

Lan Dali was habitually throwing blame, and was just about to take the opportunity to show his loyalty, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"No need, your divine perception is correct, just let it be, Tryndamere can't turn the tide." The voice inside the door was very calm, as if he was discussing with Lan Dali what to eat tonight, from beginning to end In the end, I didn't care at all.

Lan Dali's face was suffocated, and he quickly returned to respect and said, "Yes, this subordinate obeys! From now until the return of the true ancestor, the subordinate will personally sit in the Tongtian Pavilion to ensure the safety of the master. Please rest assured the true ancestor."

"That's it, thank you." The voice inside the door thanked me sincerely.

"It's a blessing from all ages that the subordinates can serve the True Ancestor and the Lord. There is no need for a word from the True Ancestor. The True Ancestor should not let the subordinates be discouraged!" Lan Dali prostrated himself on the ground, using the highest The respectful five-body prostration gesture panicked.

"Go, the time of extinction has not yet come, no existence can hurt Nu Wa, including me!"

"Yes!" Lan Dali was shaking with excitement, and the voice behind the door disappeared for a long time without daring to get up.

It wasn't until it was dark that Lan Dali was willing to get up, but the previous respect disappeared, and he returned to his usual eccentricity.

Going back to the lobby carelessly, Lan Dali sat leisurely on the sofa, put his feet on the coffee table, took out a big cigar from the inner pocket of the windbreaker, and began to puff it up. The pious and humble appearance seems to be two people.

God Nuwa has separated his soul from his body since ancient times. His body is hidden in a meteorite and wanders beyond the nine heavens, while his soul falls into a deep sleep in the world. The five-color envoys under his command take turns to protect the safety of Nuwa Yuanshen. It happened that it was Lan Dali's turn to be on duty, so he was so concerned about the invasion of reality by the Spiral Lord Tryndames.

Otherwise, according to his nature, he wished that Tryndamere would succeed in receiving the flesh and turn the world upside down. That would be in line with his wishes.

Since he has already asked the mysterious person for instructions and got a natural reply, then he will have nothing to do next, and he can stay at Tongtian Pavilion and watch the show with peace of mind.

Lan Dali exhaled a mouthful of fragrant and rich smoke, and with a wave of his hand, the lingering light blue smoke quickly solidified into a screen, which displayed the real-time picture of the Red Pavilion impressively.

Staring at the picture on the screen, Lan Dali smiled and said, "The true ancestor's heart is really big enough, and he doesn't even pay attention to Tryndamere. Could it be that he has insight into something? It shouldn't be, he is now It is impossible for the alien plane wandering outside the Ten Thousand Heavens to know the whole story so quickly, there must be something that I have overlooked."

"Turning turn, turnaround, the turnaround that God feels has been talking about, let me see what is so sacred, even a strand of Tryndamere's consciousness can be suppressed!"

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rumbling~
The lush and entangled ghost tree was forcibly broken by a force of violence, and Yuan Chao flew out of the debris flying all over the sky, fleeing in embarrassment.

"Smelly zombie, where are you running!"

Immediately afterwards, Ma Xiaoling followed closely with a pretty face, raising her hand and sending out a thunder.

"Hammer of Thor, kill!"

The thunderbolt that looked like a giant hammer was fast and fierce, Yuan Chao relied on his own zombie body and gritted his teeth to resist, but he was unwilling to face the crazy Ma Xiaoling.

As time passed, the uneasiness in Yuan Chao's heart became more and more intense, as if something extremely terrible would happen soon, Ma Xiaoling was beyond reason, why would he waste precious time entangled with her.

Yuan Chao was like a human-shaped bulldozer, rushing all the way, smashing all the ghost bushes or walls that hindered him directly, acting according to the feeling in his heart, vaguely feeling that he would soon approach the core of this strange incident.

Ma Xiaoling chased after her, vowing to make Yuan Chao pay the price for molesting her.

After passing through countless obstacles, Yuan Chao just broke through a wall, and before he could stand still, suddenly a large group of black shadows rushed towards him.

Yuan Chao was startled suddenly, and subconsciously dodged aside at the very moment.

Ma Xiaoling, who was following behind, was not so lucky, and bumped into a black shadow head-on.

I saw that it was a humanoid monster with a huge spiral sarcoma on its forehead.

Ma Xiaoling let out a scream, the instinct she had cultivated over the years drove her to throw the thunder spell that she planned to use to entertain Yuan Chao at the monster.

"No!"

Yuan Chao shouted loudly to stop.

However, it was still a step too late, Thunder directly blasted the sarcoma monster to pieces, and even wreaked havoc on the group of sarcoma monsters following behind without any sign of abating.

In an instant, the broken limbs and broken arms of the wall flew like a torrential rain, like a nightmare reappearing in reality.

Yuan Chao's face was miserable, he knew that big trouble would happen next.

Ma Xiaoling still had a bewildered expression of being awakened, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

Sure enough, wisps of strange black mist emerged from the carcasses of the slaughtered monsters full of sarcoma, and quickly condensed in the air, forming a huge spiral.

Ma Xiaoling stupidly subconsciously wanted to observe that weird spiral.