Looking at the blazing white sun two hundred and fifty kilometers away, looking at the mushroom-shaped orange-red flames, and witnessing the vast power produced by the "smile" that was comparable to heaven and earth, Ye Feihua's mind suddenly appeared in a trance.

It was very strange that one picture after another flowed quickly in Ye Feihua's mind, the parents in his hometown, his former comrades-in-arms, the scene of the fierce battle in the cave, the blue planet, the beautiful sunset valley, the majestic Qingshan City, the deep stone town, the vast hot spring pass, the scene of the fierce battle between the Green Falls and the orcs, the peaceful Aseret centaur tribe at the southern foot of the Prophet Mountain, the Daqing Mountains that turned into ruins, the scene of the fierce battle with the Pisces Society, the elk and other brutes who were injured by the pollution of the Chunming Mountain mines, The scene of drinking with Mayor Doudou in Forgotten Warcraft Town, of course, there are also Shu Colorful, Shu Li, Qingfeng, Mingyue, Elder Geng, and many, many other familiar faces. In the end, the picture is frozen at the moment when the "smile" explodes.

"What am I doing? What did I do? Along the way, I have worked hard, what is it for? For peace? Or is it for the war? For reunion? Or is it for separation? For revenge? Or is it to survive? Heaven and earth can last forever, and plants and trees only live; People are like grass and trees, and plants and trees are like people. No matter how arrogant and powerful human beings are, they can only survive for one lifetime; Although the ants are humble and weak, they also survive for a lifetime. In front of heaven and earth, there is no difference between people, grass, trees, ants, and dark stone dust. Even if you discover wisdom and master the power of vastness, what then? I still don't get what I want, I lose what I don't want to lose. I love my homeland, but I am far away from it and will never return. I hate all wars, but I am caught in wars and have to fight against them. What exactly am I doing this for? For what? What is the reason for all this? One thought after another rushed through Ye Feihua's heart.

Somehow, Ye Feihua's heart suddenly became chaotic, Ye Feihua felt confused, depressed, and painful, very painful.

Unconsciously, Ye Feihua's face was distorted because of the pain.

"Non-flowers!" Feng Ti noticed the huge change in Ye Feihua's mental activity, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Ye Feihua, his eyes full of concern.

Ye Feihua didn't respond, crossed her legs, and lowered her eyelids.

In the face of the shock wave, Ye Feihua swallowed the cow and began to absorb the surging violent energy against common sense and frantically, as if he wanted to fill his heart with that stream of energy and cleanse all kinds of chaotic emotions in his heart.

At this time, Ye Feihua no longer paid attention to the blazing white sun, no longer paid attention to the mushroom-shaped orange-red flame, and no longer paid attention to everything around her, but focused all her thoughts on the nest of qi.

The nest of air is a heaven and sea of its own. The sky is a purple sky, vast and deep. The sea is a sea of colorful energy of platinum, blue, green, red, purple and orange, vast and boundless.

Above the surging sea of colorful energy, the funnel-shaped rainbow-colored cyclone was spinning rapidly, and the wind and thunder were rolling.

Bursts of raging black energy were roaring into the rainbow-colored cyclone.

The rainbow-colored cyclone gradually stained a hint of black.

Countless black points of light were thrown out from the bottom of the rainbow-colored cyclone that was gradually dyed black, like bursts of black meteor showers, frantically smashing into the sea of colorful energy of platinum, blue, green, red, purple and orange, and the waves splashed.

The sea of colorful energy is jubilant, and the sea of colorful energy is roaring.

In just a few moments, above the sea of colorful energy, the funnel-shaped rainbow-colored cyclone was completely dyed black, as black as ink.

When a powerful black energy that seemed to swallow the sky and the earth frantically squeezed into the inky black funnel-shaped cyclone, only a soft sound of "pop" was heard, and the funnel-shaped cyclone actually broke and was crushed by the powerful black energy.

The cracked funnel-shaped cyclone erupted violently into a cloud of black light, obscuring the deep sky and also covering the colorful sea of energy.

Then, Ye Feihua's mind was also swallowed by black.

Ye Feihua's consciousness appeared in a trance.

In a trance, Ye Feihua came to the gray world again.

What is different from the past is that there is a bright light in the gray world, hazy and chaotic. Still, there was no sound, and it was lifeless.

Ye Feihua's consciousness was very clear, Ye Feihua followed her instinct, chose a direction in the gray world where she couldn't distinguish between front and back, up and down, left and right, and flew forward.

The gray world is still ethereal, still boundless.

As always, it wasn't until Ye Feihua felt that she had been flying for countless years that Ye Feihua flew out of the gray world.

At an unpredictable moment, with a violent shock of time and space, Ye Feihua finally saw the long-lost ocean of light, the colorful ocean of light.

In the sea of colorful light, countless eight-colored points of light are flowing slowly, forming an endless eight-colored vortex, just like a vast eight-colored galaxy. At the center of the vortex of the Eight-Colored Galaxy, the volume of the milky white ball of light expanded dozens of times compared to before. On top of the seven-colored halo of platinum, blue, green, red, purple, and orange that originally surrounded the milky white ball of light, there was another black halo.

The endless vigorous vitality was sprayed out by the milky white ball of light, spreading like water waves along the eight-colored galaxy vortex to the periphery, and after reaching the outermost part of the eight-colored galaxy vortex, it repeatedly washed over the gray world outside the eight-colored galaxy vortex like a wave.

Under the repeated washing of wave after wave of vigorous vitality, the gray world bordering the vortex of the eight-colored galaxy quickly dissolved, quickly faded, and quickly retreated.

Then, as before, Ye Feihua flew towards the milky white ball of light in the center of the eight-colored galaxy vortex.

In the process of flying, Ye Feihua's body turned into a colorful cloud.

Then, the colorful clouds turned into the shell of Ye Feihua again.

When Ye Feihua's consciousness returned to the body, Ye Feihua raised her head and looked ahead.

"Tom! Tong! Tom ...... "At the center of the vortex of the eight-colored galaxy, the milky white ball of light was pulsating one after another, powerful and powerful.

Next, Ye Feihua's consciousness resonated with the milky white ball of light.

When Ye Feihua got closer and closer to the milky white light ball, when the milky white light ball pulsated faster and faster, when the beating frequency of the milky white light ball reached a limit, when Ye Feihua's consciousness was about to shatter, time and space suddenly froze.

The milky white ball of light stopped pulsating, the multicolored galaxy vortex stopped swirling, and the multicolored galaxy vortex came to a complete standstill.

Silence and peace of mind.

I don't know how long it took, but the milky white ball of light suddenly shook and burst into a dazzling light.

At the very center of the vortex of the colorful galaxy, a sun appeared.

What is different from the past is that the sun did not retreat, but maintained, as if it was going to be eternal and coexist with the world.

Eight seconds later, the colorful galaxy vortex began to rotate slowly, and the sound of "tom tom tom" echoed in the colorful galaxy vortex, which was deafening.

Compared to just now, the swirl of the colorful galaxy has expanded by a large circle. The outer dividing line of the vortex of the Eight-Colored Galaxy advanced countless kilometers towards the gray world.

"Crackle!" A thunderclap sounded in the gray world, and an eight-colored electric light in the shape of an upside-down ancient tree illuminated the entire gray world.

Because the electric light was too terrifying, Ye Feihua couldn't help but feel excited.

At this moment, two hundred and fifty kilometers away, the blazing white sun gradually turned fiery red.

And the mushroom-shaped orange-red flame had already turned dark red.

The storm completely collapsed, and the area of the storm vortex with a radius of 500 kilometers was gone.

Although the shockwave had passed, there was still a violent and chaotic energy left in the void, raging wildly.

The ship's fusiform mask not only became more and more deflated, but also dissolved.

But at this time, the four people who were sitting on the spaceship, Feng Lei, He Shannon, Yan Li, and Belize completely forgot everything around them, and the four of them stared at Ye Feihua intently, extremely nervous.

At a certain moment, Feng Lei, He Shannon, Yan Li, and Belize suddenly sensed that the violent energy in the surrounding void surrounded Ye Feihua and the spaceship of the five people, forming a water ripple-like energy vortex visible to the naked eye.

The energy vortex expanded rapidly, rapidly rising, but in just a few moments, it expanded dozens of times, pulling up dozens of times. Then, after a few more moments, it expanded hundreds of times and pulled up hundreds of times, forming a breathtaking energy tornado that was visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, a deafening sound of wind and thunder resounded in the void, rumbling and rolling.

Finally, at a certain moment, the energy tornado visible to the naked eye "swished" and contracted sharply, and in an instant, it was absorbed by Ye Feihua, who was sitting cross-legged, and it was absorbed cleanly.

In the next moment, Ye Feihua's body suddenly burst out with dazzling colorful light, and Ye Feihua seemed to have turned into an eight-colored sun.

In the next moment, with the spaceship of the five people ridden by Feng Ti and Ye Feihua as the core, a large tornado of lightning-winded and radiant eight-colored energy arose in the void, roaring and rolling towards the void.

In just a few moments, that lightning and glittering eight-colored energy tornado swept into the Void Energy Turbulence Layer.

In an instant, the contact between the eight-colored energy tornado and the void energy turbulent layer was like opening the door of the Thunder Hell, "crackling", emitting tens of millions of electric lights, scattered in all directions.

The Void Energy Turbulence Layer tore open a crack, making a sound of the heavens and the earth cracking.

With the sound, the void trembled violently, and the spaceship that was tired of the wind and Ye Feihua's five people also began to tremble violently.

Feng Ti, He Shannon, Yan Li, and Belize raised their heads, and in the eyes of the four people, in addition to shock, they were still shocked.

After a long time, the lightning and shining eight-colored energy tornado gradually dissipated, and the crack torn by the void energy turbulence layer gradually closed.

"That's an exaggeration!" After a long time, He Shannon let out a sigh.

Ye Feihua let out a long breath of turbid air, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and pure as water.

Hearing He Shannon's exclamation, Ye Feihua did not react.

Ye Feihua was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes and probed her mind into the nest of qi.