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Such a method of self-explosion to shake the space is a method recorded in the history books, and the protagonist and supporting role in it are Mo Huang's acquaintance, Duan Tianping, the desolate wolf Duan Tianping, who was tragically deprived of the opportunity to enter the desolate world in advance.

This gang boss and several of his subordinates were trapped in this forest, and when they were hungry and thirsty, they didn't know what contradictions arose, and there was a tragic fight, and the final result was naturally that Duan Tianping, the boss, won, but his subordinates are not good at stubble, and they will blow themselves up if they can't fight, and the roaring energy changes, and the last dying and struggling ideological shouts, suddenly promoted the changes in space, not only did not hurt Duan Tianping, but brought him vitality.

And at the moment, Mo Huang's method is exactly the same as the historical records, but the protagonist has changed, you must know that in Mo Huang's planned plan, the role of the self-explosion soldier was played by that Lin Gongzi, but due to the sudden arrival of Taber, Mo Huang didn't have time to run away with this tuba burden, and now presumably that Lin Gongzi has also been almost digested by Taber, so he doesn't think about him.

Although the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood is a soul beast produced by Mo Huang's mind, it is the purest wood attribute, and it is condensed by the essence of the Arwild Wood's aura, which faintly echoes the attributes of this space, and it is only suitable for it to act as a self-detonator.

Boom, the crazy roar of the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood resounded throughout the forest, Mo Huang was not happy, if it was a normal situation, the external form of the soul beast was destroyed, and it only needed to be reborn in the Silent Ridge Mountain Range for a period of time, and it was not a burden on Mo Huang, but at the moment, the Death Desolation \

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The self-detonation of the u75af wood is the most thorough kind, even the most fundamental imprint is taken out of the self-detonation, and it will not be reborn at all, and the backlash brought by it suddenly makes Mo Huang's mouth and nose bleed.

After the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood exploded, the entire space suddenly rippled, and countless silver-white streams of light appeared out of thin air, scurrying around randomly, occasionally hitting three people, but directly shuttling through the body, as if these silver-white streams of light were in another space.

There was a crackling explosion in the entire space, as if countless glasses were broken again, Mo Huang didn't care about these, and now all his thoughts were on the only trace of imprint left after the self-explosion of the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood.

The louder the explosion sounded, and even the scene in front of him began to ripple, blurring like water waves, and the scene of light and strange 6 was flickering continuously, Mo Huang knew that this was the process of the evolution of the entire space from disorder to order, and then the opportunity did not come, and Mo Huang could only wait bitterly.

Half an hour later, when the sound of the explosion had subsided slightly, and the surrounding scenery had begun to gradually become clearer, Mo Huang let out a loud shout, his eyes flickered, his pupils turned into nothingness, and the image of the dark and cold Silent Ridge Mountain Range flickered inside.

A looming huge figure appeared in mid-air, but it rippled like water waves, and it was impossible to see what it was.

But gradually, countless particles appeared from mid-air, gradually filling this figure, and it looked like it was a dead and crazy wood that had exploded by itself.

If it were elsewhere, Mo Huang would only be in vain if he did this, how could it be possible to reunite after even the brand exploded, at most it could only form a wisp of illusion and then disperse, but it was different here.

After the explosion of the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood, the scattered energy has been mixed with those silver and white light streams, and this reunion suddenly hooked up bursts of silver and white light streams, these silver and white light streams are the energy left over from the original natural disaster mixed with the alien aura produced by the Arwild Wood Aura, which is born with endless vitality, and suddenly makes the impossible possible, and forcibly reunites the Dead Desolate Mad Wood.

After waiting for the body to become clearer, Mo Huang knew that the time had come, and his hands were grasping, and a light and shadow flew out from the body of the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood

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c Mo Huang was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly collected into the consciousness space.

The silver-white light stream swarmed from all directions, and soon the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood was alienated, and its body swelled wildly, growing hundreds of meters high in an instant, and its appearance was no longer so crazy and hideous, but silver light, with a peaceful face, and a sacred and peaceful look.

After the form was completely stabilized, the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless torrents of light that scattered around the entire forest.

Mo Huang breathed a sigh of relief, took a few tentative steps, and now the entire space had returned to normal, although there was still a sense of incongruity, but presumably it would naturally return to normal after time passed.

Thinking of the harvest just now, Mo Huang hurriedly experimented, and the silver-white light that had just been included in the consciousness space had turned into a giant tree glowing with silver light at this moment, and the branches and leaves swayed with a soft and sacred feeling.

Mo Huang separated a trace of his mind to dissolve with it, and suddenly an extremely vast and vast feeling came to his face, and his consciousness stretched infinitely, just like God looking down on the world, all the qiē of the entire silver barren forest, no matter how big or small, were vividly remembered.

As soon as his mind moved, an invisible distortion suddenly appeared in front of Mo Huang, Mo Huang stretched out his hand, as if he had reached into an invisible cave, and half of his arm seemed to disappear, but he poked out a few meters away.

Haha smiled, Mo Huang couldn't hide the pride in his heart, those silver-white light streams were the energy left over from the natural disasters back then, mixed with the aura of the entire barren wood, in a sense, these energies represent the entire barren forest, originally with Mo Huang's strength, there was no way to use it, and in the original history, after the self-explosion space evolved into order, these energies will gradually disappear, and no one can explore it again.

And now, Mo Huang took advantage of the self-explosion and reunion of the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood to unify these energies that would have evolved and disappeared from all over the forest into one, giving them a form and forming a unified will.

And this will is the will of this barren forest, and in this forest, this will is the omnipotent god, although this god is sexless and soulless, completely unable to think, only the instinct of survival.

What made Mo Huang even more proud was that Mo Huang took advantage of this opportunity to shape his will and seized the best opportunity to tear off a trace of his essential imprint, which was also due to the fact that the Dead Desolate Crazy Wood was his soul beast, and Mo Huang also struggled to maintain the last trace of his imprint when he blew himself up.

Tong guò this essential imprint, Mo Huang can say unceremoniously, in this forest he is invincible, no attack can cross countless spaces to distort in front of him, no one can dodge Mo Huang's casual blow regardless of spatial distance.

As soon as he remembered that Duan Tianping, the desolate wolf in his previous life, sighed for more than ten years, Mo Huang couldn't help but smile in his heart.

In the next three hundred years, this forest is the first battle of human beings to set foot in the desolate world, the first male city of human beings, and the benefits generated are simply immeasurable, and at this moment Mo Huang already has such a big advantage, how can he not let Mo Huang snicker, he can even imagine the beautiful scenery of him lying on countless energy points and sleeping.

After being proud for a long time, Mo Huang stabilized his mind a little, pulled the two girls forward slowly, communicated the imprint in the consciousness space, and with each step, he had already crossed a distance of hundreds of kilometers, turning the end of the world into a few hundred miles away, and the two women were almost dumbfounded when they saw it.

After a slow walk, already close to the center of its entire forest, Mo Huang received the magical power of the end of the world and walked slowly, because traces of buildings had already appeared here.

Built in the middle of the tree where the branches fork, or on the ground of the tree roots, or close to the trunk of the tree, countless unique style of wooden houses, hanging houses, and even plants woven into the plant house stand brightly.

There are fences, gardens, countless gorgeous flowers blooming extremely gorgeous, and each hut is a rare work of art, beautiful, and deeply integrated with nature and man.

Outside these huts, there is a certain tall plant planted uniformly, only the fist-thick trunk is straight to the sky, generally about four or five meters high, and there are seven or eight milky white transparent fruits hanging from the branches, whenever the footsteps of Mo Huang and the three of them approach, these fruits are uniformly lit up, and they light up the surroundings with a soft light.

Although the halo is soft, it does not illuminate

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The chill in the hearts of the two women, one by one, is so dead and desolate, and it suddenly looks like countless haunted houses, which makes people feel cold, and they can only hold Mo Huang's hand to expel the chill in their hearts.

"Don't look at it, I can guarantee that there is not a single living mouth here, all the lives here, a total of 38,000 people, were wiped out at the moment of the natural disaster, and there is not even any soul left, and there is no such thing as a necromancer. ”

Hearing that more than 30,000 people had died here, Mo Huang's comforting words backfired, but instead made the two women's hairs stand on end, and their pretty faces turned white.

The psychological quality is really poor, it seems that it still needs to be honed, Mo Huang secretly scolded himself, and then directly took the two girls into a wooden house built on the ground of tree roots.

The seats in the wooden house are equipped, there is a room and a living room, the decoration is extremely warm, soft, it can be seen that it is a woman's slender heart, there are several dinner plates on the long table in the middle of the room, and a skeleton sits on the long table, it seems that he is preparing to eat before his death, and when he opens the door and sees the skeleton, the two women suddenly screamed, so that Mo Huang is overwhelmed, he can't understand what these skeletons that can't move have anything to be afraid of.

"There are a total of eight houses around here, I hope you can all take a good look, and when I come back, tell me the results of your observations. ”

"Don't, don't, wait...... Wait a minute. ”

Mo Huang didn't bother to say anything more to the two girls, and he teleported away with a flash, leaving the two girls with pretty faces, he still had a lot of important things to do, how could he have so much time to appease the fear in the hearts of the two girls one by one, and it was because he was afraid of such a trivial thing as a skeleton!?

Mo Huang's figure flickered, one step is a few hundred meters away, and after a while, he went deep into the central area, where there are many squares, neat streets, and shops are lined up, it is conceivable that there must have been a surge of people here back then, and it was very lively, but at the moment this is just a lonely ghost, and the former owner is all white bones at this moment.

When he saw an ancient Roman Colosseum-like building from a distance, Mo Huang's heart was hot, he quickened his pace, and entered it in a few flashes.

This building is very magnificent, in a low-lying valley without tree roots, you need to go down a long staircase step by step, after entering, the space inside is very wide, the stepped seats can accommodate 100,000 people to sit, Mo Huang walked slowly, his mind swayed and couldn't help but recall what he had seen and heard in his previous life.

This is the most important place for the Araki Elf Tribe, and every time a group of young elves come of age, they come here for a coming-of-age ceremony, and all the elves, men and women, young and old, gather here to witness the heroism of the next generation.

Thinking about the prosperous scene of the year, seeing that things are not people at this moment, Mo Huang felt compassion in his heart, the time is vast, turning red faces into white bones, turning the sea into mulberry fields, countless heroes and heroes, and brilliant civilizations will be destined to be buried one by one, how helpless it is.

"That's why I'm looking forward to it. ”

Murmuring faintly, Mo Huang's eyes flickered with an inextinguishable blazing flame, seeing the great power of time, but it strengthened Mo Huang's original intention to pursue strength and transcendence.

The figure flickered, and walked to the broad platform where those young elves carried out the coming-of-age ceremony, a spar with a bright silver light was suspended in the air, scattering divine vast fluctuations, after Mo Huang approached, he stood and admired for a moment, a trace of spiritual power slowly shot out, and wrapped around this spar, after a while, the spar emitted an extremely dazzling light, and countless rays of light shot at Mo Huang like arrows.

Mo Huang was pulled by the light and slowly floated into the air, his expression full of pain, but full of excitement.