The water in the lake under the dry giant tree boiled like boiling water. All kinds of strangely shaped monsters, either tangible and substantial, or qualitatively invisible, or intangible and substantial, large as mountains, small as dust, hideous and terrifying, and ordinary, all roared out of the water, swarming towards the place where Chang Wei landed, as if they had found the enemy who killed their father.

The gray mist was like a consciousness, and the wind and clouds surged, setting off a huge storm and storm, and swept in with wave after wave of spiritual impact.

All kinds of illusions followed, and a strange and vicious world evolved from the storm, which enveloped Chang Wei.

Chang Wei looked at all this calmly and whispered, "Familiar formula." ”

Here, as in the place where the torso of Ouranos is stored, there is no world suppression. Chang Wei sneered, and did not make superfluous movements, only the five-qi canopy bloomed on the back of his head, as if a five-colored lotus flower was growing vigorously, emitting a thousand rays of light like a sharp sword, instantly defeating the vicious storm world.

Chang Wei stood up with a fit in his body, supported by a faint cloud of smoke, and stood in mid-air. The Wuqi canopy swept out, sweeping across this small space, completely suppressing the gray mist in the lower part of the space, forming a gray ocean.

In that ocean, strange ghostly illusions roared, and a chaotic remnant struggled in it, so strong that it could even corrupt the law!

A face with only a mouth and a blurred face, roaring on the gray mist sea, the malice that corrupted everything collided with the mighty five-colored light, making a snorting sound like frying, and the needle tips and wheat mangs did not give in to each other.

This space, in the confrontation between the two, is clear and extinguished, as if it will collapse at any time.

Chang Wei did not waver, ignoring the sea of mist below and the evil and cruel thoughts in it, but his eyes fell on the top of the dead tree almost to the end of the space, that little bit of vibrant greenery.

Pure, lofty, a little divine taste looms. Out of the mud and not stained, although the vitality is weak, the essence is extremely high, and the high is eye-catching.

"What kind of tree is this?"

Chang Wei's thoughts turned.

With such a pure, lofty sense of life, this tree must be extraordinary.

On second thought, it's the same. The tree was planted here, with a chain tied to its end, and the chain was trapped in the torso of Ouranos. If this tree is a little more ordinary, how can it carry the weight of chains?

Under the mist and the corruption of the remnants of this narrow space, this tree has to bear the chains and suppress the corruption on the other, and it is still very remarkable.

But now it's almost untenable.

After all, it's just a tree, not a monk.

Chang Wei thought to himself, this tree is so pure, and the quality of that little vitality is so high, which has never been seen before, it is the treasure in the wood line, the treasure derived from the law. Wouldn't it be nice if you could take it, refine it into the Five Elements Array, and make up for the Wood Treasure needed for the Five Elements Array?

This tree is about to wither, and if it does not take that little bit of life, it will be annihilated sooner or later. That being the case, it is better to cheapen yourself.

However, there are two issues that need to be considered in order to extract the vitality of tree species.

One problem is the torso of Ouranos, this problem is not a problem, Chang Wei is here to untie this end of the chain.

The other problem was the fog in the narrow space and the chaotic remnants.

This fog is often clearly visible, but it is a malicious condensation, and the evil formed over time. If ordinary people come here, they will be wiped out by evil in an instant, their bodies will be corrupted, and they will die with only one word.

If this space is opened up and this evil evil is released, the derivative world of this plane and plane will be completely reduced within a month.

And the source of this evil is obviously the chaotic remnant.

Familiar recipe - this is almost the same as the taste of the previous time and space, the kersu.

Chang Wei still doesn't know that the style of this chaotic remnant thought must be an extraterritorial evil god!

Chang Wei chewed on the words 'extraterritorial evil god', and his heart turned a thousand times.

In this multi-space-time universe that he is in now, all the things he has experienced before have been cleared up layer by layer, and Chang Wei found that the four words of extraterritorial evil gods must have played a particularly important role in it.

Olympus, where are the gods of Zeus? Was it an accident that the last time plane collided with Athena and Kersu, who had been fighting for thousands of years?

What about heaven? After taking care of hell, why did heaven disappear without a trace?

When Beret was refined, why was there no information about these things in the soul?

Before returning to the main time and space, Chang Wei pursued a little, why did Odin cover up his words?

The chief nymph of Artemis, Callisto, is about to leave, she knows something, but why can't she say it, why is there a restriction at the level of law?

And here, this place, this evil and cruel thought that is almost the same as Kelsu, what is going on now?

Chang Wei pondered, the mana around him was even more powerful, and the light of the Wuqi canopy skyrocketed, turning into a five-colored grinding disc that covered the sky and the sun, crushing down little by little.

The malice was indestructible by the ten thousand laws of the Wuqi canopy, and the sea of gray mist faded and contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye, like the sun shining on the snow, quickly dissolving and annihilating.

The remnant thought struggled, as if it was pinned by something, and it couldn't get out of this small space. The gray mist turned into all kinds of ferocious forms, surging in all directions, and finally could not get out, and was crushed by the five Qi canopies one by one.

Eventually, the remnant thought seemed to sense powerlessness, and the gray mist began to shrink. Remnant thought took a step back, Chang Wei took two steps forward, and soon, this small space became clear, leaving only a thick fog as thick as ink squirming in the center after the lake in the middle dried up.

Chang Wei didn't relax, he just pulled the placket of his clothes, pulled out a roll of array diagrams, and threw it out. The array unfolded in the air, like a curtain, and between the millimeters of light blooming, the fog was completely encapsulated.

Chang Wei dodged and landed in front of the array cloth bag that seemed to be pretending to be a beast that was still rushing left and right, sat cross-legged, and made one rune after another with his hands. Every time a rune is dropped, the cloth bag formed by the array shrinks by one point, and dozens of runes are hit, and there is no movement in the array. He stretched out his hand to take a photo, and the array map turned in the air, trembled, and shook out a bluestone sword, and then the picture scroll rolled up and fell back into Chang Wei's hand.

Chang Weiqing grabbed the formation diagram and stuffed the formation diagram into his sleeve. His eyes fell on the bluestone sword.

"Sword in the stone? Avalon? ”

This is Avalon?!

Chang Wei suddenly realized.

"So, that remnant... Is the sword in the stone suppressing that remnant thought? ”

Chang Wei's mind turned, and he took the sword in the stone into his palm. With a twist of his wrist, he pulled a sword flower, and under careful induction, he found that this sword in the stone was really extraordinary.

In particular, the material of this stone sword is extraordinary, I don't know what kind of stone it is, but it contains a trace of primitive taste.