After the world was thrown into [Thunder Lead], the wind was calm and nothing happened.

The lava beneath the ground struggled a little, but without the creatures to give it faith, it was destined to not be able to come out of the depths of the earth.

On the contrary, after more than 20 million years of recuperation, the Ice Clan on the Ice God Mountain finally slowly woke up.

The god of ice and snow inside has regained enough power.

But their appearance did not bring much change to this world.

For more than 20 million years, they have woken up and slumbered.

The number of races has only recovered to more than 10,000.

If you want to change the world again, they are far from numbered!

In the rumble, the golden thunderclouds and silver clouds in the sky collided, and suddenly the thunder of heaven and earth sounded, and the lightning flashed.

A light rain fell from the sky.

No matter how novel the weather anomalies are, after more than 20 million years, they have already become everything in this world.

The [High Temperature] Transcendent Element is, and so is the [Cold] Transcendent Element.

They did not give birth to a transcendent race, but they integrated into this world in a special way of being.

High in the mountains, there is a tree that has grown here for many years.

There are no herbivores, and there are no pests in later generations.

Without heaven and earth, it grows wantonly, and the roots underneath are intertwined with illusions, and the nearby land of hundreds of meters is included in its command.

for their own growth.

It has been growing for more than 20,000 years!

With a height of hundreds of meters, it is the undisputed king of trees in this mountain range!

It's just that no matter how tall it is, it has to go into a withering end under the power of time.

Originally, this was irreversible, and it would not be sentient.

Coming silently and leaving silently is the fate of most plants.

But suddenly, one day the moonlight in the sky was sprinkled, and it was bathed in the bright moonlight, and a trace of consciousness sprouted in a trance.

With the self, there is wisdom.

Although it is still very shallow, it has already jumped to its feet, from an ordinary plant to an intelligent creature.

Is this lucky?

Or perhaps unfortunate.

Because if it is not conscious, it may still be able to calmly allow time to swallow its vitality and dissipate its lifespan.

The life comes from the land, and the earth goes to the land where the dead are buried.

But now, it can't!

The sun and moon between heaven and earth are so beautiful, the breeze in the world is so comfortable, and the underground nutrition supply is so delicious.

There are so many beautiful things in this world, how can it be willing to die! How can you die!

It struggled, and the leaves shook, as if its unwilling heart was fighting to the death!

Thunder suddenly surged from its body, and the withered yellow seemed to be really under the expulsion of that thunder mang, slowly fading.

Green is returning, and vitality is getting stronger again.

It seems to be alive again!

With a roar in his heart, the hundreds of meters tall arbor broke straight suddenly, like a sharp sword, it wanted to pierce the sky and pierce the unwilling fate of death!

Rumble!

The golden thundercloud floated slowly, shook and a thunder spread past, and then slowly left.

Thundercloud left, the king of the arbor who was desperately struggling, like a sharp sword about to pierce it, did not move.

The withered yellow is back, and it's coming sooner and faster than ever!

Rumble!

A silver thundercloud happily struck lightning everywhere, chasing after the golden thundercloud.

When it reached the sky above the King of Arbors, it also learned from the golden thundercloud and struck a bolt of lightning.

Like a snake, the lightning instantly struck the king of trees that pierced the soil high from the sky, destroying all the life in its body.

What struggles, what roars, under the thunder and lightning bombardment from the sky, everything seems so fragile.

The wind whistled, and the blackened trees burst into flames, gradually devouring the entire king of trees.

The light of its flame illuminates the brilliance of thousands of worlds.

This thunder and lightning was just the beginning, and more and more plants in the mountains sprouted consciousness.

The longer you get it, the easier it is to become conscious.

And without natural predators, it is not uncommon for plants to live on this mountain range for a long time.

Thunder and lightning rained down from the sky like a drumbeat, hitting the plants that were emerging one by one.

Originally, they sprouted consciousness and gave birth to consciousness, and it was not raining all the time above this mountain range, and there were thunderclouds on it to stare at.

But as the thunder in their bodies grows stronger, they continue to absorb nutrients from the earth and replenish the water they need from the river.

Thunderclouds will spontaneously gather in the sky.

It's like the more thunder is blooming, the more cold will continue to solidify in the sky and gather into clouds.

And when they were destroyed by lightning, their charred bodies burst into flames, making them truly return to heaven and earth and become nutrients for the next generation of plants.

And this has been going on for thousands of years.

Thunderstorms continued one after another, killing all the plants that had been acquired in this mountain range for a certain year, leaving no life at all.

Thousands of years later, another batch of plants grew to a thousand years old, and they looked at the sky with their bodies open, and there was a trace of consciousness looking at the sky inside.

They are unwilling, unwilling to die.

It seems that this mountain range is about to fall into reincarnation again.

"Sister, sister, that tree is short, let's go there."

The thunderstorm roared in the sky, and the Ice Elf sisters who had traveled here from the Ice God Mountain in ignorance hurriedly flew in fear and flew under the relatively short tree.

The tree is leafy and vibrant than any tree looks.

But it is extremely short, more than two meters tall, in the arbor that is often tens or hundreds of meters high, it can be described as a strange wonder.

So either by coincidence or by some don't know what, it's the only tree growing here alone, and there are cliffs hundreds of meters high below.

Crumbling, it seems that he doesn't know when he will end his life.

Hiding behind the canopy of the dwarf tree, the two Ice Elf sisters looked at the sky in fear.

There was thunder roaring, and golden clouds were overwhelming.

There are a lot of plants that are being struck by lightning.

Those plants with a certain age seemed to have been discussed, and at the same moment they were unwilling to roar to the sky, and the thunder flashed on their bodies, wanting to get rid of the cycle of life and death.

Frightened, the Ice Elf sisters, who had traveled here, hurriedly hid here.

It's not that they don't want to hide somewhere else.

But this lightning strike was extremely wide, and there was no thunder struck by this tree because it was too short.

After hiding, the petite sister patted her chest with a sigh of relief, and said with a little fear in her eyes: "Sister, are those the demons that the elders are talking about?" ”

Demons, the life they can't understand is a demon.

And the abnormal behavior of the plants in this mountain range, the ice elves can't understand it.

If it's not a demon, how can a plant be conscious?

……

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Talking about the life-and-death issues of this book, the editor said that a book must be read at least 100 times before it can be put on the shelves.

This means that the number of students who are reading is more than a hundred when you point to the last chapter.

And obviously this book doesn't.

So readers, grandpa, can you click on the last chapter every day in the future (crying).

This author can't stand it anymore, and if he doesn't put it on the shelves, this author will have to find the protagonist's face

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