Some time has passed since the end of the great war that affected the entire dimensional system.

But many of the planes in this vicinity have not entered a state of calm.

The number of dimensional destructions that continues to increase every day makes the strain of those who are closely watching all of this.

But fortunately, Yi Qiu's stable state allowed their tense nerves to be maintained.

After all, as long as Yi Qiu didn't offend the world of the other camps.

For most beings who are not in the evil camp, it doesn't make much sense.

Although, seeing the shattered scene, I was really a little shocked.

It's like a plague that has swept through an animal, but it can't affect humans.

But the shocking death scene inevitably made some people enter an uneasy mood.

It's just that they don't panic about the existence of a real understanding of the facts.

Because of this, those archmages who had really studied and understood the core of Yi Qiu's previous behavior did not interfere too much.

As time continued to extend some distance, Yi Qiu's campaign with endless burning traces finally stopped......

"Slap ......"

Sometimes, Yi Qiu felt that the sound of the plane burning was somewhat similar to the sound of firewood snapping after it was ignited.

The plane that fell, rendered in the void as a scarlet of destruction......

The heat that melts and distorts the substance is like a poisonous snake that ravages the red letter.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and he swallowed the plane core belonging to this evil plane directly into his stomach.

And it just so happened that the stomach pouch world digested a plane core......

Yi Qiu didn't pay attention to the prompts that refreshed on the retina, because he had more important things to do.

At this time, the unknown active tissue in his body had already occupied 80% of his entire life form!

This is undoubtedly an incomparably large number, and the price to be paid for it is needless to say......

After this battle, the plane number of this plane system will decay a lot.

Of course, this is not much information worth paying attention to for Yi Qiu.

Those unknown active tissues full of endless vitality outlined some kind of magnificent concept in Yi Qiu's life form!

They whispered to Yi Qiu's name, just as he felt it.

They are an extension of Yi Qiu's thinking, but they are not separated from the composition of his consciousness.

Under the power of miracles, they clearly and clearly cast the miracles that belong to Yi Qiu!

Achieving divinity is not an easy task.

However, Yi Qiu is quite familiar with this.

This familiarity did not stem from the fact that he had seen how many gods had achieved divine fire.

Instead, in the battle with the gods, he gradually learned the composition of their power.

As for the more specific method, Yi Qiu is not without concept.

He had observed the activity in the past, but it was obviously a deviation from what he needed to do......

Yi Qiu sensed the endless unknown active tissues in his body, and they were carrying out basic work.

And as his consciousness focused, their work gradually slowed down.

It's not that their intellect can feel it, it's purely because of their ability to adapt to the consciousness of Yiqiu.

The intelligence bestowed by the power of miracles on an unknown active tissue can only be manifested in the realm of faith.

With the stagnation of the work of the unknown active tissue, Yi Qiu's life state entered a certain delicate state.

The strong breath of life in his body began to become "weak", or converged into it.

Yi Qiu could feel that he was in some kind of ethereal state now.

It's a little quiet, but it's not so dull.

With the contraction of perception and the concentration of thoughts, Yi Qiu's vision at this time entered some kind of dark realm.

It wasn't the Chaos Void, it was a deeper part of his body......

In the silence and nothingness, something seems to flow......

Is that an ancient calling, or is it some distant revelation?

Slowly, those things began to become clear......

Yi Qiu could hear those voices that were gradually becoming clear and loud......

It was a deep call, a long river of roars!

They are chanting his name, or their own fate!

"Yi Qiu!"

"Yi Qiu!"

"Yi Qiu!"

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A roar coalesced into some kind of furious force, beneath an unknown active tissue in billions of dollars.

The call that comes from the soul is gradually being given some kind of divine definition!

Vaguely, it seems that the temperature is gradually rising!

The faint call seems to have turned into a fleeting spark!

They swirled in the void, condensed, and then merged into an indescribable fiery!

In a trance, there seems to be the sound of something burning!

It begins with the primitive, carries it in civilization, and glimpses the rise and fall of life in the faint twilight......

And the burning substance does not bring suffering and wailing.

Those things that have been preserved and accumulated in the passage of time are burning silently.

At this moment, they are the firewood that leads to the sacred, and they are also the faded past,

When mortal matter is burned out, the divine light is born!

And this is the reason why the process of achieving divinity is called igniting the divine fire.

It is not really a flame that is lit, but a natural phenomenon that can barely encapsulate that great process.

To try to interpret and depict a gland that belongs to the Divine Path.

No word that can be preserved can carry one ten-thousandth of the whole process.

It stretches on the edge of the mundane, spreading towards the mystical realm that belongs beyond the mundane.

For ordinary things that even the mortal world cannot explore in a lifetime.

It is too difficult and insignificant to understand and clarify the vastness beyond this concept.

It is even more difficult to try to describe in words concepts that belong outside of the ordinary.

At this time, endless sparks were flying in Yi Qiu's concept of life.

They outline and extend, a certain grandeur that is difficult to describe.

The continuous flame, like the morning light of life, is filled with a gentle but difficult to look at majesty!

There is no throne that began in the firmament, nor is there a myriad of marvels that belong to other intelligent beings.

In this vast chaotic void, under the attention of perhaps so many audiences, Yi Qiu's priesthood was condensed!

At this point, the golden glow in his eyes began to transform.

He still had that golden glow that was hard to look at, but not the same as before.

It is not so much an eye that is endowed with some kind of luster, but an eye that is condensed by golden light.

And with the gradual stabilization of divinity, the entire plane system began to pass on a new name:

"Weak Divinity - ...... of the Gods of Yiqiu"

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Sogou