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How big can a person's influence be?

When Tang Shidao did not move, there was no one in the visitor square of Thunder. Even said that none of the Thunder Stars who received the news dared to move. The person watching behind the screen also subconsciously held his breath and waited for the action of the first saint. In their minds, the actions of the First Holy One represent attitudes.

Unlike Mr. Long, who has an unknown origin, he is ‘following’ and is recognized by everyone.

In other words.

Even if this first saint is to shape a **** in the kingdom of God, it is a matter of course. On the other hand, there are more gods in the Kingdom of God than in the sea. Is it worthy of attention? No, not worth it! The true fear of the first saint is his six mantras, and the ‘black and white world’ that is still ununderstood. Going against confrontation, in terms of neutrality and friendship, the first saint has the most envied thing for everyone: Peng Peng!

"Are you a small guide?" asked Tang Shidao.

"Ah... um, um, I am honored to serve you, the respected First Saints." The children saw a smile and their hearts were relieved.

At this moment.

Other people who hold their breath are also gently exhaling, thinking that this first saint should not be easy to get along with.

Of course, they didn't dare to be too arrogant.

In the memory of most of the people of the country, everyone remembers that a black shadow next to the first saint had once killed the sea tide. That punch, the entire airspace has been broken through countless black holes. The kind of killing power, ordinary people can't even imagine.

At this moment.

Did not wait for the children to respond, a line of more than ten figures flew, the first is the owner of the star, Thunder.

"Welcome Mr. Tang to visit, my thunder is the star of the Star." The Thunder did not dare to support the big. The people in front of me have been playing with dumbness. Although dumbness is not all-powerful, the first saint is not full.

"Hello, I am bothered, I just want to find a book about the Kingdom of God." Tang Shidao said.

"It's very easy, I can help you prepare. Mr. Tang is coming, don't know if you are interested in attending our Star Host Party?" Thunder invited, the attitude was very low. This is not because of the strength, but the person in front of him is the master of Kunpeng. It is also reasonable to invite to the Star Masters Party. Everyone wants to ‘巴结’ and wants to get a place on Kuangpeng.

"No interest. If it is about Kuangpeng, I have already handed it over to the representatives of the parties. I don't want to be busy with these annoying things."

"Mr. Tang misunderstood, we just want to entertain and do the best of the landlord." Thunder is not so stupid.

When you open your mouth, you can ask people for the benefits. The idiots will not do this.

Invalid invitation.

The Thunder reached out and asked Tang Shidao to visit his largest library. In a few words, the subordinates are ready. This is the wizard world, and a few spells can do a lot of things.

Don't mind Tang Shidao.

This time, the mentality is completely different.

quickly.

The crowd sent away, and Thunder personally led Tang Shidao to the library. As a star owner, he does not stay much, after all, he still has to face. For the sincerity of the table, he left Lei Ji, the successor appointed by the Star, let him greet the guests. Tang Shidao knew Lei Ji and worked together for a long time in the ancient labyrinth. But now it is not the identity of Mr. Long, and I can’t help but feel a little weird.

Read books by yourself.

Lei Ji is like a well-behaved student, quietly staying beside and ready to answer.

In the face of ‘Mr. Long’, Lei Ji also had the attitude of “God II”. Even if it is very polite on the surface, there is still an inexplicable pride in the bones. It’s not the same now, it’s exactly what it’s like to be a 'uncle’s generation, even half a point higher than his father, the Thunder.

From the second generation of God to the younger generation... Actually, I only changed one name.

"Mr. Tang, here are some research materials about the 'Ancient Labyrinth', which was translated by a genius called 'Dragon'. In addition, he also left the information of 'People's Totem'. I don't know if Mr. Tang has seen it. If you have already seen it, there are some other people who are studying at the bottom, and how to get started." Another familiar person, Lei Shang, he is holding a bunch of information.

The smile on the face is completely different from the face of Mr. Long.

"Thank you, I am interested." Tang Shidao said, faintly found that Lei Shang has a feeling of relief.

at this time.

Lei Ji also looked at Lei Xing, and the two nodded slightly.

Their attitude is the same.

For the first saint, even if you can't make it, you must at least be guilty. Thunder Star can be neutral to Mr. Long, but it is impossible to turn a blind eye to the First Holy One. Kuang Peng, the six great curses, the wonders of the black and white world, no one is a low-level **** to sin. In addition to the strength of the first saints themselves, the majority of the ‘residents’ and the mage nets of 鲲鹏’s “borrowing into the sacred place” are the invisible aids of the predecessors.

It can be said.

Offended the first saints, the heroes on the top of the Pengpeng must have no good looks for you.

Mr. Long announced the information of the ancient labyrinth, and some concealed warriors in the emptiness of the air were greeted by the ‘one shot’. In front of this person, the number of people who are willing to shoot for him is too numerous.

The Thunder also believes that the chances of making a deal are not great, and greetings are good. It is a great fortune to send away.

If the outside world is rumored to be the first saint in the Thunder star.

Oh, the name of Thunder star has to be changed.

Not a while.

Another group of uninvited guests visited, a group of familiar gods.

"My name is ten wolves, I... I am a friend of Mr. Long..." The ten wolves already have more than forty rings and are brave enough to upgrade to the triple field. In the presence of Mr. Long, he is very calm, and only has respect in his heart. Now, when he faces the first saint, he is a bit speechless.

Before coming over.

Ten wolves and the second generation of God have imagined.

Although the name of the first saint is loud, Mr. Long is a miraculous person. If the two are compared, the first saint who is ‘the same invincible’ should be better than the one who can’t beat the ‘one-shot victory’. We must know that it is like a mechanical geek, such as the Wanxuan Shengzong, and the result was also abused by Mr. Long of the 20th and 30th Rings. This result, the first saints certainly can't do it.

Therefore, everyone believes that Mr. Long is better than half, and the first saint is just a big name.

At this moment.

When people really face it, they feel that they are wrong in a moment, and they are very wrong. The people sitting here reading books are very strong, and there is a feeling that people are not breathing well. It is not an illusion, and now both the body and the mind have feelings. Standing in front of this person, it seems as if a primitive man with a stone spear stands in front of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The closer you walk, the more unnatural the heartbeat is.

The skin is tight.

The palm of your hand is sweating.

The mouth is dry.

Even the scalp is faint.

Going to the side of Tang Shidao, everyone has an illusion: the heartbeat is like a drumstick, the ears are screaming, the mouth is difficult to open, and the eyes have a clear feeling of dizziness. This is not a real power injury, you can feel it... not only yourself, but the air around it is ‘fear’.

Very unnatural, everyone began to feel that the body is slowly getting cold.

Even if you know it is an illusion, there is still a feeling of 'trembling.'

It’s not surprising that everyone heard ten wolf words. Imagine if you are talking to yourself, you can't say it.

I want to ask for a gift.

suddenly.

The whole world seems to be suffocating, and it is still... One left and one right and two black shadows slowly turn around, and it is like a smashing of the sky, and all the movements are ‘fixed’. If the first saint is the top of the mountain, the two shadows are the stars. At this moment, everyone has a feeling of broken soul.

"Hey, we are not fighting."

A soft mans swayed and ejected, and everyone turned around and waking back. Looking back, I saw Xiaohui smiling, and I found out that... I have already sacrificed the spells, and I have picked up the holy devices, and even called some less used secret devices.

the other side.

The first saint who sat in the book did not do anything, and the two shadows were only slightly sideways.

The faces of everyone are hot.

Because of fear, I have already unknowingly ‘deadly prepared for war’. This is not the means of the first saint, but I think too much. Or, this is the first time that I really feel what it is called... different levels!

In the past, the second generation of God never believed that no one could scare the enemy to escape.

Now they believe it.

If the first saint had a slight change, even if it was a sharp eye, or a snot... I must have escaped.

"Mr. Tang, listen... I heard that you sent someone to deal with Mr. Long... Yes, is there?" The ten wolves barely returned to God, and the heartbeat still could not slow down. Because of Mr. Long’s great grace, he tried his best to ask this sentence. Before, he believed it was a misunderstanding. Now see the first saint, he hopes to be misunderstood.

Because even if you are Mr. Long, it is best not to provoke such an enemy.

"I said no you believe it?" Tang Shidao said faintly.

"I believe." Ten wolves couldn't answer for a moment, but Huihui took the first step to answer and said: "You are looking at the information of the ancient labyrinth. I guess you have never heard of Mr. Long. So, there is no one to deal with. Maybe. Introduce yourself, my name is B Hui..."

With the sneak peek of Yihui, everyone relaxed for a while.

Suddenly.

They realized that they were not guarding against hostility and that their mind and body were calm. Just before I reacted too strongly, I was more horrified by feedback. The feeling just like the dark abyss, the more you want to break in, the more terrible it feels. When you step back and leave, the fear fades.

Thinking of this, everyone did not soothe.

in contrast.

They are all imagining... just a little bit of hostility is so terrible, what pressure is it to fight against this first saint? I was so scared that I couldn’t move? Is the hand and foot stiff and even the spells unapplied? Or is it that he surrendered before the other hand raised his hand?

unimaginable.

I can't imagine it.

I am not at this level at all, I don’t even think about it.

"...An ancient labyrinth? It sounds very interesting. It seems that I should also go to the Palace of the Royal Palace to see it." Tang Shidao was performed by Yihui and did not interrupt him.

"Of course, go, it's very interesting. Anyway, it's idle, why not go now?" Bhui is also familiar.

After all, it is a descendant of Yuan Ling, much calmer than others.

"Okay." Tang Shidao also needs to practice multiple fields of colorlessness.

Everyone is stupid.

Is there such a good person in the world?

Going into the void, doing spiritual practice, even the investigation does not need to investigate, a few words decided?

When everyone was still ignorant, the entrance to the Palace of the Royal Palace arrived. Surprisingly, a group of people are waiting early. They are the group leaders of the Palace of the Royal Palace, including Bai Shengnan who once exposed one side. The second generation of the gods were shocked. The attitude of this group of people was completely different, as if they were courtesy of VIPs.

In addition to Bai Sheng's face is cold, it seems to be forced to pull over.

At this moment.

Suddenly, a hundred magic workers were flashing, and a familiar figure appeared: "The first saint, fortunately. Mr. Long specially called me to call you, me..."

The words are not finished.

A bang.

The shadow of the world’s shadows was shot, and a burst of dark flame spread.

In a flash.

One hundred devils disappeared, and the one who spoke disappeared... the net of burning, as if it had never existed before.