The water flowed across the craggy stone walls, and in some places gradually gathered a drop of crystal, and the hungry and thirsty plants stretched their branches to strive for the emerald brilliance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Giant Wood Essence, also known as Panacea Elixir.

A drop of the size of the elixir gathers the endless vitality and vitality of the earth, and it is hard to find and hard to find.

Everyone wants to get it, whether it is a person who does not know how to practice or a strong person who has cultivated to the point of being invincible in the world, they all express greed and desire on this little dew.

This is one of the most precious things in the world.

On the ground, the green and blackened roots are intertwined on the surface, but the branches and leaves are unrelated, and for some reason, the plants and plants are kept at an equal distance, like harmonious neighbors.

In the middle of all the plants there is a rocky platform with a hint of dark green. That's the Giant Wood Essence.

At this time, the strange treasure appeared, and there was a peculiar smell emanating from the inside out. Plants are ready to move. And at this moment, they no longer obey the old conventions, break the rules, and cross their respective regional territories. The branches trembled, and the beating was inseparable.

The taste is like the sweetness of apples, the freshness of grass, and the mellowness of countless pine needles in the forest. It's peculiar and smells good.

After a long time, the fragrance dissipates and the trees cease; Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, startling countless streams of water by the river, and jumping on the powerful waist of the giant tree, like the anger and warning of the world.

The trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop, but the wind is to kill them all!

The world is quiet.

A ray of light pierced the eastern clouds, and a small crack came through, and as the sun rose, the crack turned into a ravine, until the sun shattered all the clouds.

The sun appears, and the earth shines brightly repeatedly.

Now the land was a mess, detritus and dirt, mud mixed with green leaves, all the remnants of the behemoth that had fallen apart, and the earth seemed to be ploughed by a great hoe, gradually burying facts that would never be known.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing... Turn into spring mud to protect flowers.

Presumably, when the spring flowers bloom next year, it will be a different view.

Riverside, remnants of the riverbank. A teenager suddenly opened his eyes, the sunlight was soft, and a blue sky came into view.

He stared blankly at the sky.

"I'm not dead..."

The boy was surprised, his voice was weak, there was a burst of inexplicable sadness, and then a burst of ecstasy.

"It's good that you're not dead, if you're not dead."

Effortlessly supported his body, sat on the bank of the river, and saw the swimming fish jumping out of the water from time to time in the calm river, and the water flow was cared for, as if there were clean white clouds swimming in it.

That's the color of the sky.

At this moment, there are no waves in the ancient well, and the last moment is raging waves!

The young man was thinking about how he survived, and the 10,000-foot high mountain cliff could support it with a pair of heavenly armor?

In this way, he lifted his clothes and found that the armor was all broken, and the cracks were cracking from his chest to his back, and then he took off his clothes and removed the armor.

The back is even more miserable.

Sigh! He collected the broken armor and treated it like a loved one.

He shook his head, looking for the slightest chance of saving him, and when he turned his head, he saw his shield.

In an instant, his eyes were wet.

It is as immobile as a mountain, but stands firmly on the earth. The remnants of the runes were still circulating, and the missing light curtain was still blooming, and it used its twisted and deformed body to block a mountain of giant wood chips, trying to save the life of its master.

It thought, if it can't save him, at least it can delay time, right?

The young man's trembling right hand touched the ring on the index knuckle of his left hand, and pulled out a sharp blade that seemed to be liquid from it.

The sword gradually solidified, burning purple flames, which was the anger of the Yellow Springs Nine Shadows.

This is the gift of nature, this is the soul of all things, it is the sword of the Foam, it is the sigh of the Netherworld.

…

The wooden lotus scattered on the ground, and the young man sat there.

Half of the magic energy is gone, and he doesn't care. It's just to touch the shield that has no energy flowing, and caress the shocking scars.

"It's time to rest..."

Carefully put it away and place it inside the ring.

The boy got up, and now he had one more task to complete. He hopes that after the mission is completed, he can go into hiding, find someone he really loves, and then disappear from the eyes of the world.

He doesn't care about the characters and tasks of the legendary Soul of the End, and he doesn't like it, so if he doesn't like it, why care? So, he doesn't think of himself as a soul, or rather, he's not a conscientious soul.

His name is Mo Yan, not the end of the soul, he is fifteen years old, and he is still young.

Falling into a sinkhole and coming to a place he was unfamiliar with, Mo Yan desperately needed to find an exit, so he walked along the river, stopping and stopping, and everywhere he could see the branches of huge wood and the smell of life that had not yet dispersed.

Are they affected by the battle of the earth-shattering powerhouses? Or is it angry with heaven and punished by heaven? Otherwise, it is impossible for this towering tree to fall down easily, let alone die in pieces. There must be a reason for that.

Mo Yan thought so.

The unchanging dilapidated look contrasts sharply with the thriving scene by the river.

Mo Yan absentmindedly spared a long circle, but still didn't find the exit.

Could it be in the center? Because Mo Yan thought that the exit of some strange places was in the center.

Thinking about it, he walked there.

Maybe it was the fragrance of the trees that refreshed him, or maybe it was because Mo Yan felt something special, and he walked fast.

Turning over one piece of wood after another, the platform in front of him made Mo Yan feel a sense of familiarity.

In fact, it was not made of rocks, but bright stars. It was as if there was a pair of white and flawless wings, with a divine light.

The platform is illusory and beautiful, and it is a masterpiece of nature.

After the Foam Death approached, the starlight flickered a few times, and a strange energy surged, scanning the Foam Death inside and out, and even the true thoughts in the heart seemed to be seen through.

Then, a door appeared out of thin air.

Mo Yan thought for a moment and pushed the door in.

There is a saying: It is a blessing or a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

Then there's no need to hide. Besides, the Foam is very strong! Very strong!

Behind the door, there is another world.

Mo Yan stood on the endless street, people came and went, so lively.

A little dazed, he touched the seemingly solid wall, and the touch that came back was really terrible.

Mo Yan wanted to turn around, but found that the door was gone.

He wanted to draw his sword to cut off the throbbing and uneasiness in his heart, to find that the space was unshakable, to find that the source of mana had disappeared, to discover... I'm not a ghost.

"I, who am I?" Mo Yan panicked, and the memories in his mind sank into the abyss one by one, becoming blurry.

"Is this my fate?"

Mo Yan desperately knocked on the space that he couldn't see or touch, his eyes gradually blurred, and then, there was no Mo Yan.