Everyone entered the thirteenth floor.

This layer is larger than the one below.

There is no magic weapon on this floor, it is all books.

More than 400 square meters are divided into three areas.

There are signage guidelines.

The outermost sign, the inferior universe.

Later, the medium universe.

The deepest part is the best universe.

Just open a book with the cover saying: "The 900 millionth sand of Ganges in the lower universe, the way of the gods' master of the heavenly light!"

Ganges sand is a unit of measurement.

Translated this sentence means that the lower-class universe, the small universe, which ranks countless billions, is the God Lord Tianmang Avenue.

Shadow Kill: "Look, the great way of the god lord Nuwa! The great way of the god lord Wumeng. The great way of the god lord Fuxi!"

I went straight into the innermost superior universe.

Look to the top.

Finally, a familiar name appeared in front of me.

The best universe, the second universe, the way of the gods, the shepherds, the gods and the wild men.

On the way up, the highest book: The First Universe, the Way of the Lord of the Divine Lord Ice and Snow!

It turns out that in the first universe, Yan Bingbing's other name is Bingxue Yanjun.

What is this place?

It doesn't matter anymore!

Nothing matters anyway.

What’s important is that being able to enter here is definitely the greatest opportunity for each of us.

In the plane, there are countless major sects who cultivate their disciples and descendants. How do they cultivate their descendants?

It is definitely not a way to cultivate a source energy, reaching the nine-level saint, and reaching the nine-level saint, and reaching the spiritual transformation, it will pass through the tribulation of the divine punishment to become a god.

In that way, even if you become a god, you will have a yarn?

The god scar is the most trashy white.

I will only be a lower god for eternity and cannot go further.

Those big sects and big families all tried every means to make the descendants of their disciples close to their full efforts to accumulate.

Practice several types of source energy, practice as many as possible, practice as many as possible, understand the laws as many as possible, and make the body stronger as possible and the soul stronger.

In this way, the disaster of divine punishment will definitely be extremely terrifying.

However, once the tribulation is successful, the divine traces are at least purple or even gold.

Only in this way can one be valued by the family sect and have an unlimited future.

Now, what is before me is endless laws.

It is not only the laws of our universe, but also the laws of all the laws of our universe.

If I integrate all these laws.

Damn, how powerful will it be if I become a god?

And, this opportunity was simply tailor-made for me.

To understand the laws, one must have a strong soul.

The more brilliant the law, the stronger the soul required.

And my soul has already returned to the ruins after absorbing half of the original heroic spirit.

This level of strength is far more powerful than the God Lord.

I can understand all these laws. It is just that the time it takes is longer and shorter.

And all of this is thanks to Cardamom.

This girl is really my lucky star.

I looked at her and felt grateful.

But when Cardamom looked at me, her eyes were flustered and she looked around.

I laughed, slapped her ass a sudden slap, and said, "Sister Saint, I will hold your thighs in the future. You have a respectable status and won't dislike me."

Cardamom said anxiously: "Nobody... I... how could I dislike you?"

Me: "I'm afraid that your Master Butterfly Wu will dislike me at that time. The disciple of the Lord of the North is not worthy of me, a mortal, who can be transformed into the inner world."

Cardamom pouted: "Huangquan, if you say this again, I'm going to be angry."

I laughed out loud.

Shadow Kill, Liu Feifei, and the Snow Goddess went to the tenth floor.

A few girls need to proceed step by step.

I stay at this level and directly understand the laws of the Lord of God.

Cardamom did nothing and didn't read books. She was like a curious baby, wandering around here and there, and in her words, to see if she could find the above layer by chance.

People don’t read books or understand the rules at all.

No matter how great the opportunity is, can it be comparable to the holy relics given to her by Butterfly Wu?

Once the necklace is successfully raised by her and she is regarded as the master, this girl does not need any other opportunities or adventures. The necklace alone is enough to traverse many planes and become the first person in the outer world.

This has been the case for more than ten days.

Liu Feifei, Shadow Kill and Snow Goddess are on the tenth level, devoted themselves to practicing.

On the thirteenth floor, only Cardamom and me.

Cardamom did not find the next layer. With the blessing of the necklace gifted by Butterfly Dance, it still couldn't find it. Then this layer should be the highest layer.

I changed into a desk and two chairs.

Cardamom and I sat face to face.

These laws of the great way of the gods are boring for cardamom.

I looked at it seriously, but Cardamom was drowsy.

Today is as always.

I am seriously studying the great way of the God Lord without thought.

Cardamom sat opposite him and lay on the table. At first he was bored and played with his fingers, but then he simply fell asleep with his arms pillowed.

Everything was as usual. I originally thought that today would be as dull as yesterday.

However, not long after, something happened.

There is a saying on earth that a lonely man and a widow live together in the same room, and it is strange that it is not burned if it is dry and fire.

Cardamom and I are both Earthlings. This sentence works for us.

What's more, Cardamom and I have fallen in love with each other, and the relationship between them is very ambiguous.

Under the table, I felt someone rubbing my legs.

Needless to say, it must be cardamom.

But looking at this girl, for the first time in countless years, she was really sleeping soundly.

Is it undoubtedly?

I swept my mind and saw everything that happened under the table.

This girl is as always, with a denim skirt and a white T-shirt. Her neckline is a bit wide. She leans over and lie down like this. The spring scenery on her chest is leaking, and the white and tender soft flesh squeezes out a deep gully, making her stick-like object never pull it out again if she wants to put it in.

She was originally wearing a pair of canvas shoes.

Now, the canvas shoes have been taken off at some time. They are bare and tender and tender feet, and those feet are enough for special enthusiasts to play with for the rest of their lives.

With my legs crossed, one foot just touched my legs.

My eyes browsed on her chest for a while, and my attention returned to the books.

However, not long after, Cardamom's feet moved again, and this time, they simply put them on my legs.

My body also turned toward her chest, and the scenery on her chest became more and more beautiful.

Oh, I'll go...

This kind of slut that scratches the surface is really unbearable.
To be continued...