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Chapter 1406 powder cut black

God Realm King City.

Lonely Star Spirit Terrace.

This is the largest viewing platform in Wangcheng. As a huge floating city, the long platform here connects all kinds of residences in the center of Wangcheng, as well as many dazzling buildings.

Ning Rongrong and Shui Bing'er stood on this viewing platform, both of them crawling lazily on the edge of the fence of the steps, showing their beautiful figures.

"It's so cold."

Ning Rongrong rubbed his eyes and looked at the big king city below.

The central temple of faith is still majestic and magnificent, and the walls are engraved with countless patterns like ancient maps, but they are all bleak.

From the bottom to the top of the temple, there are strips of transparent lines connecting the entire temple.

The Temple of Faith is the core of the royal city, and is generally seated by many members of the Divine Realm Committee.

Take control of all other planes to which the God Realm belongs.

It is a pity that the number of gods in the God Realm is greatly reduced. Although there are rules and restrictions in this temple of belief, those soul demons cannot enter, but there are no gods working in it.

After the passage was blocked, the divine power exuded by the Temple of Faith was not as good as it was day by day.

At present, the God Realm has been defeated, many gods have died in the void battlefield, and the battle power of the God Realm has run out.

"Bingbing, you say, what will happen to the God Realm in the future? We have cultivated in this place for decades... It's been a long time."

Ning Rongrong sighed, "I have also been to many places in the God Realm, and I have also traveled to several other worlds... I never thought that such a day would come to the God Realm."

"I don't know." Shui Bing'er lowered her head and pondered, "It should disappear. The world we went to travel to has experienced many wars. After the war, everything was destroyed. After countless years, a new order will be formed. ."

"Yes." Ning Rongrong's eyes were a little hazy.

As if recalling bits and pieces of the past.

God is just a being that is more powerful than humans and possesses more terrifying power.

different gods,

All have different experiences.

The cultivation of gods is sometimes boring, sometimes cruel, and sometimes indifferent.

The God Realm possesses the spirit of a fairy, and after obtaining the Divine Ring, one can always cultivate in the God Realm.

But the Divine Ring symbolizes the bottleneck. Whenever the cultivation reaches a certain bottleneck, it is necessary to gather the Divine Ring to break the bottleneck and achieve a more powerful state.

The condensing of the divine ring requires belief, and it is necessary to travel to many planes to witness the birth and destruction of other lives, and to spread their beliefs in these lives. Recognized by countless lives.

For the gods, it is inevitable to go out of the realm of the gods and travel to other worlds.

Over the years, Ning Rongrong and Shui Bing'er have been to many planes, and they have learned a lot.

They are two gods of ice and water, and their origins are one. When they are together, both their overall strength and their individual strength will increase.

Naturally, we also practice together and experience together.

So over the years, the two have lost their closest partners.

"what…"

Ning Rongrong suddenly shouted towards the observation deck.

"What's wrong?" Shui Bing'er asked.

The tacit understanding between the two, after decades of cultivation, has become very high.

Shui Bing'er could easily feel that Ning Rongrong's inner emotions were complicated and changeable.

"It's nothing, I'm a little stuck in my heart." Ning Rongrong turned around and said helplessly, "Bingbing, that Diye Demon God said that Wang Feng will come up soon. Is it credible? By the way, you said that Wang Feng is so careless. Man, Zai Douluo World has hooked up with several girls, has he forgotten us long ago?"

"Ah?" Shui Bing'er was stunned for a while, and said a little embarrassedly, "I don't know either. Have you changed your mind?"

"Cut, it has already changed. Who cares about him." Ning Rongrong pouted.

"Since everything has changed, isn't it good?" Shui Bing'er whispered.

"It seems to make sense." Ning Rongrong thought for a while, "Do you want me to find a man too?"

Speaking of this, Ning Rongrong suddenly sighed, "In those days when I pursued the gods, it was not too much to circle around this royal city. Now the dead are dead and the disabled. It seems that I can't find it if I look for it... Wang Feng, this bastard, it has been so long before there is news from Diye Demon God! More and more red lines have fallen from his tree... I am not afraid that his tree will be crushed that day. already."

"Actually..." Shui Bing'er pondered for a long time, "For us, it doesn't seem to make much difference whether we have a partner or not. In the world of God, wanting to be a partner is too harsh. The more we experience, the more Your emotions will become weaker. What you pursue in your heart will change with it.”

"Although we are living gods, we should let the emotions in our hearts less affect us."

"Cut..." Ning Rongrong glanced at Shui Bing'er with contempt, "Bingbing, you were in that Tianwu Continent, and you were watching a set of mortal cultivation techniques that are so unforgiving and holy? It's not us."

"Moreover."

Ning Rongrong had a bit of teasing in his eyes, "On the eve of the battle of the gods, I heard someone still muttering in his sleep: It's like going back to Douluo World and seeing him..."

"I didn't!" Shui Bing'er retorted with her face flushed red.

"Really?" Ning Rongrong lifted Shui Bing'er's chin and said with a hee hee, "Would you like my sister to hang your red thread on his tree? We happen to be sisters and best friends, and fat water doesn't flow to outsiders. ?"

"I'm so sorry..." Shui Bing'er blinked.

"..." Ning Rongrong was so angry that she squeezed Shui Bing'er's cheeks with both hands and pulled it apart like a bow.

She knows that what will become weaker and weaker for many feelings, and reduce the impact of emotions on us, is all the crap of this little girl.

This girl is powder cut black.

After a lot of experience in these years, how could she still be the pure girl back then.

"Tell me, what do you like about him? He is so fussy, so...then..." Ning Rongrong wanted to find some of Wang Feng's shortcomings in the past, but after holding back for a long time, he came out with a fuss.

After thinking about it, he sighed, and sure enough, he was still too good.

"What's the reason for liking it?" Shui Bing'er shook her head and said, "Emotional matters often only have a beginning. How did you like them in the middle? If you know it, you won't like it."

"It seems to make sense." Ning Rongrong was taken aback.

At this time, dozens of figures flew from a distance and landed on the royal city like a stream of light.

"Oh, let's stop talking. It's that Diye who is back."

A strange light flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, "I always find this demon god strange. He didn't know what his purpose was when he went to the Void Origin Domain. I didn't expect to come back so soon."

"In a hurry, I guess the situation is not very good? By the way, this Demon God Diye said that he is optimistic about Wang Feng, and it is estimated that he wants to drag Wang Feng to the Dark Demon Realm in the future. Maybe he will succeed." Shui Bing'er shook her head.

"Just kidding, with Wang Feng's character, how could he be attracted by the Dark Demon Realm?" Ning Rongrong sneered, "Even though I haven't seen him for many years. But if he doesn't change drastically, it is absolutely impossible for him to be drawn to the Dark Demon Realm. Pulled in."

"Unless..." Ning Rongrong seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but look at those figures.

"Unless something..." Shui Bing'er asked curiously.

"Unless..." Ning Rongrong snorted softly, "Unless that woman spoke."

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