The depths of the universe.

Dark, cold. The boundaries of time and space are blurred and chaotic. Endless darkness rolls in, reaching out to see the fingers, exuding a palpitating aura.

I don't know how long it has been, but there is a glimmer of light in the depths of the darkness, swaying gently like a candle in the wind, as if it will be extinguished at any moment.

The light is like a newborn baby, weak but full of life.

The long river of time flowed out of the light, and thousands of stars condensed in it, and there was a different feeling around it.

Suddenly, the light began to tremble violently, flickering and flickering.

"Boom-"

A loud bang exploded, and the entire space was violently distorted. The light burst out, a stream of aura spread, and the cold space seemed to have a trace of temperature.

The light grows larger and becomes a ball of light. Its light grew brighter and brighter, filling the space.

The darkness of nothingness, oppressed by the light, rolled backwards, and shrank into the far deeper, dormant. No matter how blazing the light is, the darkness is stubbornly entrenched, guarding the final bottom line, and the two squares are in a state of resistance.

The ball of light was still growing, and there was a vague shadow in the ball, stretching out branches and buds, and its torso, it was a towering tree with a turquoise body, exuding vitality.

The ball of light dimmed and eventually disappeared, as if it had exhausted all its nutrients. The towering giant tree broke free from the ball of light and towered in the universe, its roots stretching for thousands of miles, deep into the void, absorbing chaos, its brilliance so sacred, majestic, inviolable.

The existence of such a tree in the dark universe should be said to be incredible, or

Deep, mysterious.

The towering giant tree hangs down thousands of branches, and the leaves on it are wrapped in chaos, as if they weigh ten thousand pounds, and the fragile space can hardly withstand its pressure, cracking one after another, like an abyss, making people daunting.

The branches grew thicker and more vibrant, and bubbles emerged from the branches of the giant tree, which could be punctured with a single poke.

The bubbles swelled and gradually changed from blurry to solid, and there were earth-shaking changes in them. The heavens, the earth, the mountains, the rivers, the grass, the trees, and the creatures are born, just like a world, no, it should be said that it is a world.

"Click-"

"Boom-"

"W-"

Lightning and thunder roared, countless trees were scorched black, and bright red magma erupted, flowing wantonly with terrifying heat.

"Shhhh

The sea water mixes with magma to form large and small landmasses, dividing the endless ocean into seas. In the deep ocean, aquatic creatures with sharp fangs can be faintly seen.

Time flows, years go by, and those bubbles are already a grand world, carrying all things.

The dense bubbles on the towering giant trees have become magnificent worlds, and the creatures in them are constantly evolving, opening up their minds and creating civilizations.

Suddenly, a pressure rippled through the universe, and the air seemed to become viscous, and many shackles were added, making it difficult to breathe.

Like colorful butterflies flying, the laws of heaven and earth are constructed, emitting brilliant colors, and countless living beings are suppressed by the will of heaven and earth and cannot move, shouting that the end of the world is coming. As if it had never happened, everything fell silent again, and a new era began.

In countless worlds, there are creatures who steal the avenue, fight against the sky, and break through the limits. Turning hands into clouds, covering hands for rain, the sky and the earth are cracked when talking and laughing, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

All beings looked up, trembling at his feet, and he established the first dynasty, a dynasty of unprecedented strength rising from the ground to intimidate the four directions.

The method of cultivation has been passed down, and more and more people have become ancestors and occupy one side. Countless sages have followed one after another, opening up new paths, creating new and clever cultivation methods, absorbing more heaven and earth aura, comprehending more mysterious Dao rhymes, and obtaining more powerful cultivation.

"Whoa—"

"Whoa—"

There are living beings who walk in the sky, shuttling between the voids, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of miles are passed, and ten thousand years have passed in the snap of a finger.

"Roar—"

"Aang—"

Countless mountains and rivers came the roar of beasts, shattering the stars and suppressing the sun and moon. There are beasts to prove the avenue, and they have become a strong man between heaven and earth, controlling their destiny, and ten thousand beasts are in power.

Thousands of plants and trees once enlightened, transformed into people, swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon, and nourished their own bodies. Occupy a spiritual realm and proclaim yourself the Holy Lord.

The land was divided by large and small dynasties, holy dynasties and even divine dynasties, and one territory was presented one by one, and the strong were divided one after another, and the kings were crowned emperors.

The major sects recruit disciples, search for immortal mountains, and seize creation.

"Hah-"

"Drink—"

The sound of practice pierced the sky, and it was as endless as an ear.

"Boom-"

Like thunder, a majestic figure stood proudly in the sky, and the divine light on his body illuminated the earth and reflected the heavens.

The first god appeared.

The breath that made people shudder bloomed, and the space was unstable. A wisp of air spilled,

"Collapse—"

A hundred thousand mountains were shattered.

Billions of living beings feared that destruction would also befall them, and they fell on the ground and prayed, asking the ancestral gods not to condemn their sins.

Mortals are like ants in the eyes of the gods, and the ancestral gods do not pay attention to them, but just look up at the starry sky.

"What's beyond the stars?" the ancestral god muttered to himself.

"I want to find out. ”

The ancestral god stomped his feet and leaped violently, and the earth sank in a thousand feet, and he rose like a comet, and the air around him emitted a series of sonic booms that pierced his eardrums. He pierced through the sky and stepped into the starry sky.

In the dark universe, a giant tree as green as jade runs through the upper and lower levels, connecting the past and the present. The ancestral god looked at the terrifying green tree, and his heart was horrified,

"How can there be such a divine thing in the world?"

"Billions of worlds are just their fruits. ”

"That's simply the source of the world. ”

"World Source Tree!"

The ancestral god fell into a trance, and his mind was uncertain.

As if discovering an intruder, a branch of the World Source Tree shook slightly, and a wisp of chaotic qi struck towards the ancestral god, and it came in an instant.

"Roar—"

The ancestral god didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly used his whole body's divine power to build a solid barrier in front of him.

"Boom-"

The barrier is as fragile as papier-mâché and shatters in an instant. The chaotic qi continued unabated, and slammed straight into the chest of the ancestral god.

"Ahem—"

The blood that was as red as a treasure jade was sprinkled in the sky, and a blood hole appeared in the chest of the ancestral god, and the vitality passed. Even if the heavens and the earth are already strong, it is difficult to deal a blow, and the god seems vulnerable in front of the World Source Tree, like a toddler. The ancestral god smiled bitterly, and used the last of his divine power to transmit the heavens,

"Starry Sky...... Cough ...... There is a ...... Sacred tree, don't ...... Approach. "Anyway, with the unwillingness to fall.

The ancestral god fell, born with a vision, blood rain sprinkled thousands of miles, the underground magma burst, thunder danced, and the eyes were full of life.

The divine body of the ancestral god turned into a rain of light, and the aura that escaped from it nourished all things, and for a while, all the gods bloomed. The blood of the gods flowed through the earth, the dead trees everywhere they passed were spring, the humus was reborn, and the magic medicine was born one by one, attracting everyone to snatch it.

The other gods were shocked, even the ancestral gods were invincible to the tree, how terrible it should be, and they and others were 108,000 worse than the ancestral gods, and they were afraid that they would not be able to escape death. Since then, no god dares to step into the starry sky and covet the sacred tree.

The aura of heaven and earth became more and more intense, and a new god was born, which was another great shock. Countless worlds are full of smoke and change.

A young god proposed to set foot on the sky, destroy the sacred tree, and win the great creation. The gods of the older generation are afraid, they have seen the tragic situation of the ancestral gods with their own eyes, they are unwilling to take risks, and advocate the maintenance of the status quo, and do not violate the taboo and cause disaster. Despite dissuasion, the new gods hit the sky. The new gods were also shocked like the original ancestral gods, and at the same time, greed flashed in their eyes.

"If you get this artifact and refine it into a weapon, then who can defeat it?

The same thought flashed through the hearts of countless gods, and they couldn't hold it anymore.

The World Source Tree trembled slightly, countless branches swept away, and the new gods used their own stunts to compete, and the hole cards were exhausted.

"Uhhh

The branches penetrated the god's body, and one by one the gods were crucified in the void, and the branches were soaked with divine blood, and the blood-red branches looked particularly terrifying. After absorbing the blood of the gods, the divine light on the torso became more and more brilliant.

The rest of the gods scattered and fled, losing their majesty, wishing that their parents would give themselves two more legs, how could they take care of others, and all sides were like earth.

The blood of the gods dripped down, the blood of the earth flowed like a river, the gods trembled, and they sought sacrifices to appease the wrath of the sacred tree, and the gods repented and swore a poisonous oath not to step into the starry sky again. No one dares to touch the Source Tree anymore, and the World Source Tree has become taboo.

Countless eras have passed, and the World Source Tree is still the same.

"Crackle—"

"Smack-"

After all, the Divine Tree touched the wrath of the heavens, and the thunderclouds rained down the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and the endless thunder tribulation came, and countless stars were shattered. The whole body of the World Source Tree was shining brightly, shattering the divine thunder one after another. The thunder tribulation is getting stronger and stronger, and the branches of the divine tree are frenzied, resisting with all their might. The whole body of the sacred tree is scorched black, and the majestic torso is full of cracks, and the roots are broken inch by inch. At the end of eternity, hundreds of millions of worlds broke their oath, taking advantage of the power of the world to attack, the source tree tried its best to resist, and finally fell. The gods were pleased, and they divided their bodies and raised their cultivation.

Many worlds lost their support, fell from the Source Tree, and scattered in the vast universe. The dark places are illuminated by the light of the worlds, the gods are constantly conquering, and the aliens are subjugated. Many glories are added, and one by one heroes rises, just like a prosperous scene.

All the gods are immersed in the pleasure of freedom, enjoying the tribute of mortals, and they are not thinking about it.

No one knew that at the far-reaching end of the universe, a cloud of nothingness swirled, absorbing darkness with a disgusting aura of evil. And in the place where the World Source Tree was destroyed, a glimmer of light flew across the void and towards the edge of the unknown. It was a seed, crystal round and full of life.

The seeds drift and don't know where to go. Countless epochs passed, and in a peaceful place, a large blue star slowly turned, emitting a peaceful light. It is quiet, there is no strife, and there is no filth.

Suddenly, a ray of light burst out of the big star and flew to the far side, like crossing the Lethe River to the other side. In the light, a cloud of mist could be faintly seen, the color of which was like a star, with peace and tranquility......