How much do you know about the flowers blooming in the dream, where are the snowflakes floating in the dream, so close, so far away, as if you can only get it at your fingertips, and as if you can only watch it from a distance, Mo Li is enlightened, his body ** still does not move, his eyes are closed again, as if he is restrained in his heart again, and has entered the more mysterious realm of people against the sky!

It was a dream, a place where dreams didn't know whether they were true or false, he could see many people, everyone's starting and ending points were different, and they were all full of similarities, from that croaking to the twilight of life, they all had similar and different lives!

"I predicted the beginning and the end, but I didn't expect the process to ......" Mo Li has a knot in his heart, it is a knot in his heart, shrouding the knot between the clan and the master, the more entangled, the tighter the tie, which makes people almost breathless!

It was another reincarnation, in the dark, he really saw Sima Xin, saw that person who was deceitful, and cut off his loved ones with a cruel smile, and he also saw his haunting **, choking tears, in the cold winter of the wind and snow, he was particularly persistent in waiting for that person, but he didn't see the wind and snow coming!

He also saw the many clansmen, and the laughter and laughter of their past were still echoing!

At a certain moment, he and he saw the ancient dragon that landed from the upper realm, it was really a dragon and phoenix among people, could it be that this was an invisible and untouchable ...... Transmigration!

Mo Xuan has a feeling, he can feel that the power of reincarnation seems to envelop him, it is a very strange power, invisible and shadowless, but it is a real power, no one knows why, those clansmen are gone, no matter how he looks for it, there is not the slightest news and news!

But Mo Li believes that they will meet one day, Mo Li is still feeling his reincarnation, his hands are open from time to time, and a huge circle of light is blooming, which is very mysterious......

And in the upper realm, almost at the moment when the three statues were carved, the entire upper realm seemed to be filled with a gloomy and bleak atmosphere, and countless points of light continued to converge in a mysterious area of the upper realm, where there were barren and inhabited places, and even the verdant trees were rarely infested, at this moment only three light clusters were suspended, which were formed by the convergence of many points of light, indescribably strange, and indescribably weird!

The points of light are still converging, they seem to contain a different kind of spirit**, constantly wriggling, faintly forming pieces of spotted armor, filled with the breath of the most divine and holy, very gorgeous.

It is a light cocoon condensed by the divine source, I don't know when it contains a drop of blood**, the blood** is full of charm, as if there is a person sitting cross-legged, without the slightest vitality, like the old man who looks like a withered pickaxe, full of ordinary breath, if Mo Li comes here to watch, he will be ecstatic, it is Tianchenzi, it is his master, but almost no one can know why they suffered such a heavy blow, if it were not for Mo Li carving a statue in his obsession, I am afraid they will never be resurrected!

"How many years have we been waiting, and we finally waited for our little junior brother, I don't know what the world is like now?" Brother Sharp came out with a faint voice, he was still snorting and sleeping, wrapped in a light cocoon, and did not exude the slightest breath!

But just above this mysterious area, countless destructive lightning bolts are weaving, waving like poisonous snakes, full of weirdness!

The giants of the upper realm are eyes are uncertain, and there is a faint uneasy heartbeat in their hearts, and their divine thoughts are constantly talking back and forth in the upper realm!

"Everyone, what are you thinking about?" said a figure in a black robe lightly, unable to see the slightest face, and his aura was also very strange and full of weirdness!

"There is no god in the nether, that is the rule of the nether world, if we want to work together to open a crack, it will definitely cost a very high price!" Another voice full of vicissitudes came from afar, not touching the fireworks of the world, but full of majestic atmosphere!

"The rules are determined by the heavens, no matter how much we spend, as long as we can find the transcendent chapter in the Nether, it is very important for us, so why care about some things outside the body!" Another rough voice came, making people's hearts stagnate, full of unbelievable eyes, that aura was really too powerful, incomparably terrifying, difficult to beat its edge!

And in the future, many giants in the upper realm have expressed their opinions, they have too much desire for the supreme god burial in the lower realm, even if there are too many dangers, they are willing to try, especially for those giants who have little longevity!

"I only have one condition, then the gods we send to the lower realm must completely kill the holy **!" The mansion master of the underworld said viciously, the black robe fell, revealing a hideous and terrifying face, with a squirming armor, full of ** forest's breath!

"I also hope to be able to integrate the forces of the Netherworld, otherwise many rising forces will inevitably cause the loss of the power of our faith!"

"Also, if we can get all the great opportunities and great creations in the Netherworld, how do we distribute them......

All kinds of voices were talking, and finally verbally formed a consensus, doing their best to send the gods who ignited the divine fire to the Nether, and act with their will, so as to find out the great opportunity of the great creation of the Nether!

The "Boom ......" space collapsed, countless smoke and dust filled the air, and the mountains in the distance all turned into ashes, as if they had become a hill, and the next moment they became plains.

Mo Li Ling stood on the top of the Death Peak, overlooking the Death Peak, there was sadness in his heart, only a few statues in his palm were flashing with mysterious light, the next moment, Mo Li quickly disappeared in place, he stepped away, every step seemed to contain a wonderful rhythm!

Mo Li walked along the ancient road of the past, wanting to trace the footprints they had walked, it was a road to find survival, the ground was full of thorns, wild beasts were rare, the voice of the ghost crying wolf had withered, there was no lively scene in the past, it was full of coldness and coldness!

"Ask everything in the world, who can see through this vast world...... "Mo Xuan was depressed and depressed.

His steps are unhurried, and the road has already become full of holes after countless years of washing, and it is a mess!

"Ask Jun how many ways to bloom, just like yesterday and today's ......" Mo Li a new song and a glass of wine, holding bitter wine and walking into the distance, his eyes were dim, standing quietly at the door of a cave, thinking about how tragic and tragic it was back then......