A pitch black, deep and cold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this boundless darkness, there are points of light flickering, from far to near, slowly becoming larger, like a speck of dust in the vast galaxy.

A ruined island floated along, with many broken rocks on its side, as if it had been shattered into a corner after a terrible battle.

In this darkness, there are many such islands, some large and some small, and there are even ruins like prefectures, which are horizontal in all directions.

"Where is this?"

In the domain, a figure slowly floated in.

At the beginning, Mo Ran came into contact with black matter in an instant, and his consciousness fell directly into a coma, but now when he opened his eyes, he found that he had arrived in such a place.

Everything is foggy, the land is lonely, and the remnants are floating, as desolate as the end times.

"Broken borders, but a little different"

He is no stranger, he once shuttled through the void of the two realms, from the burial soul realm to Zihuan Mountain.

That time, it was also nothingness, and it was cold in the darkness, which could freeze people's souls and bones, but this time, what I saw and felt was even more shocking than that time.

This world is shattered into pieces!

"Outside the immortal land, I once said that this place was originally a broken continent, but for some reason it appeared in the boundless plain"

It was difficult for him to understand the current situation, it was really strange that Chengxian Land would come here after being wrapped in black substance.

However, this shows that their guess is not wrong, there is life after the end of the road, and the so-called ominous should be false, and it will not fall to the same level as them.

The gravel drifted, like a star, full of devastation, which obviously looked far away, but in the blink of an eye, it was already behind him, as if time and space were dislocated.

There are too many strange scenes, Mo Ran has also seen a huge dragon corpse, pitch black and shriveled, even though it has been dead for a long time, but the coercion still exists.

The approaching moment was like a magic mountain pressing on, forcing people's hearts.

"Isn't there a real detachment, and this place is also a kind of illusion?"

The surroundings were chaotic, as if outside the realm, and he didn't know how much time had passed, because judging from the things nearby, the time and space here were a bit unstable, and it was difficult to judge.

In the distance, the bright point of light became larger, like a divine light, shuttling through the galaxy.

It's glaring in the dark, and you can't get noticed.

At the same time, many small points of light also flickered, and only then did Mo Ran realize that he was also one of these thousands of points of light!

It was amazing, since that distant flash of divine light, the nearby points of light seemed to resonate with it, and gradually converged, as if to merge with the strongest light.

"Nan Xiaoshan, Nie Yuan, Liu Qianqian, Ayaluo..."

One by one, the points of light flew away, and Mo Ran used his divine eyes to vaguely see a few points.

Inside it were familiar figures, wrapped in strange points of light, constantly sweeping towards that glint of light.

He tried to transmit the sound, but here it was similar to the Dharma, there was no spirit, no Dharma, and even the sound could not penetrate.

After a long time, a scene of brilliance bloomed, and the pitch-black realm disappeared.

Approaching the eyes is a supreme fairyland!

Qionghua wood covers the sky, and the purple giant leaves are scorching, shining with the brilliance of divinity, and each leaf is dozens of zhang wide!

It is made up of incomparably large ancient trees, scattered in all directions, towering into the sky.

Then, one by one, points of light appeared and fell on the Qionghua leaves, these points of light were the same as Mo Ran thought, they were all monks!

Many people were at a loss, but those who could reach the level of the Heavenly Pride King would not be weak, and they all calmed down after a moment of helplessness.

Until everyone saw the situation in all directions, it was replaced by fanaticism!

Where is this?

Thousands of spirits are moving, and the purple clouds are coming!

Qionghua trees are everywhere, fairy mist is thick, if you look down, there is a sea of fog below the purple leaves, and there is no bottom.

But looking at the sky, in addition to the shock of the hundred trees into the clouds, there is a purple giant bell phantom!

"Purple Mountain Bell!" someone shouted, looking excited and unable to calm down.

The last place in Zihuan Immortal Mountain, known as the final place of creation, isn't this exactly what it is?!

They came out of the land of immortals and went directly to the final place, all of which was too unbelievable.

But at this moment, who cares about this?

Born from the ground of death, and it also happened to be the final place of creation, no one can suppress the heat and excitement in their hearts!

"Qionghua Ziyu, an ancient sacred tree, can recover all injuries"

A cool mist floated from the leaves, like a wash, healing everyone's injuries, and the muscles were smooth, and even the scars were gone.

"I have heard people from the previous generation say that the leaves of Qionghua are flawless divine leaves, which can give birth to a supreme body"

Someone muttered, communicating with people nearby.

It was their first time here, and although they had prepared a lot, what they heard was better than what they saw, and the sight was shocking and indescribable.

Moreover, this mist that heals injuries has a deeper power, and it is rumored that it has been bathed in the mist born from the purple leaves, and it can continue to transform into a physical body until it forms an extremely strong physique.

It is possible that this kind of physique has evolved into a physique from ancient times!

The acquired god's physical energy is comparable to that of ancient times, and everyone desires it, so at the moment of discovery, they all sit on the purple leaves and nourish in the mist water.

Mo Ran was the same, sitting cross-legged on the giant leaf, exuding a golden light all around him, like a god, surrounded by thunder.

There is no so-called restriction on the use of spiritual methods here, so at the first moment, his Wuzang Divine Wheel moved, and even the golden bones burst out with monstrous power, washing the whole body.

This kind of mist water, which contains immortal energy, is worthy of being born on the Qionghua wood, comparable to a kind of chemical liquid, even if it is for his current physical body, it still has a great effect.

The bones in his body were not all golden, and the ancient divine method that Qiu Ziqing had tailored for him was only halfway through it in the strict sense, and it was not completely quenched.

But even so, it is against the sky to be able to give birth to golden bones!

He knew very well the power of the golden bone, and once he really reached the point where the whole body bone turned into gold, this terrifying physical power even he couldn't help but be hot.

Not only can the combat power be increased several times, but it can also solve the hidden dangers of the Five Tibetan Divine Wheel in his body.

The transformation of Wuzang into Shenzang is not only a kind of creation, but also a kind of destruction, and to completely remove the hidden dangers of Shenzang, it is necessary to make the 'cage' that contains Shenzang particularly strong.

And this 'cage' is the bone, the flesh and the body!

The purple leaves streamer, and a point of light landed on each piece.

Surprisingly, there is no overlap of points of light, that is, only one point of light will fall on top of each purple leaf.

One leaf, one monk!

If you are careful, you will definitely find another strange place, all the Qionghua trees have many purple leaves, but as long as there is a monk standing on a purple leaf.

Then, there will be no other purple leaves of this Qionghua tree that will fall in the light, and no other monks will come in.

This is not just a leaf and a monk, to be exact, there should be only one person on every Qionghua tree!

Without exception, all of them!

"This is the final place of creation, and it is also the platform for competition"

There was a young Tianjiao muttering to himself, coming back to his senses from the shock.

After analyzing the situation in front of them, many people have come to such a conclusion.

The so-called creation will not be so easy, and the people who can come here are stronger than those on the incomparable plains or in the land of immortals!

This is a person who has gone through a similar screening and survived in bloody battles and desperate situations!

When someone from the "Bone Clan" looked up and looked into the vault, he found an amazing scene.

The Seven Kings of the Bone Clan!

Seven points of light fell, and the breath of the moment shocked everyone, the wind of the king, and the hostile spirit filled the sky!

Few people know about the affairs of the bone clan in the land of immortals, and the seven kings are really pushing all the enemies sideways, and whoever sees them dies, so when they appeared here, they directly caused a big storm.

"Why are they so above, the purple leaf is almost close to the purple bell above the sky!"

"No, the height of the purple leaf depends on the Qionghua Wood where we are"

The original Tianjiao didn't notice this, because they were immersed in the bathing mist, but the arrival of the Seven Kings of the Bone Clan attracted everyone's attention.

"The Holy Maiden of the Guqin Immortal Sect, the princess of the demon clan!" someone shouted, and through the dense mist, he could see the other people in the high place.

The point of light descended, and the figures were conjured one by one, but the positions of these figures were different from those of the first people.

It's the difference between high and low!

"Realm, Combat Power"

Someone pondered, comparing himself with those near and at height.

Obviously, the higher you go, the fewer people there are, but the strength is very strong!

The seven kings of the bone clan, the seven kings are side by side, and they are on the highest level, and on the other side, there are also monks in the human race, the overlord Yang Fan, a tall figure, with light black hair, which makes people recognize it at a glance.

In this level, because of the distance, there are still a few sporadic figures that cannot be seen, but there is no exception, this is also some kings!

"Am I mistaken? The three members of the Lehai Sect are all here?"

A few points of light fell, drifting past everyone's eyes, but to the disbelief of many.

Because there are three people from the Lehai Sect inside, the strength of these people can still be seen outside, but it can be said that it is too weak to be in this final creation place!

When will even the best people be able to enter this place?

It's definitely hard to take it!

As time passed, the number of people increased, and one after another Tianjiao-level figures appeared, some of them came from the Immortal Land, some came from the Boundless Plains, and some came through other means.

The so-called portal was originally the judgment of Zihuan Mountain, and now that the heroes are gathered, this is destined to be a storm.

Here, there is no hostility, everyone is for themselves.

Fight for creation!