Sometimes the fairy mist turns into rivers and valleys, sometimes into layers of mountains, or swirls into amazing nebulae.

Gorgeous and dazzling, wonderful, Yi Shaotian was full of emotion and wanted to chant a poem.

I saw a nebula rushing over, turning into a beautiful figure in front of him, although the shadow was a little blurry, but you could see her fairy-like outline, beautiful and undesecrated figure.

Behind her were glittering stars, and an infinitely changing fairy mist flowed between her gestures.

"Is it Tian'er? Are you back?"

Yi Shaotian was surprised: "Who are you?"

The woman loomed, as if she only had her last breath left, "Tian'er, it's really Tian'er, I'm your mother." ”

"You're my mother?"

"Heavens, don't forget your mission......"

"My mission, what is my mission, you're my mother??? aren't you...... No...... I have a mother's ......."

"Tian'er, where is your primeval jade?" she seemed to feel something, as if it really existed.

"Protect our people and rebuild their homeland, devouring the power of the Star Field...... "The ...... of the heavens," the woman said, turning into a nebula and disappearing into the night sky.

Yi Shaotian was in the clouds and shouted, "Who are you? Who are you? Where are you going?"

The sound echoed in the void, and the sky was covered with nebulae and endless changes.

He actually had a sense of sadness, and couldn't help muttering: "She was originally a ball of thoughts, not really ......"

Beneath his feet was nothingness, like a flat mirror.

He felt two powers, one was a more powerful immortal power than spiritual power, and the other was the spiritual power condensed into dew, these two forces continued to pour into the strange astrolabe under his feet, and then turned into a familiar thunder power, and then the eight sealed astrolabe continued to rotate, spewing out more immortal power and spiritual dew again, and then drifting towards the void.

From time to time to disperse, time to gather, time to move and time to be still, the power between heaven and earth is so endless.

Yi Shaotian muttered: "Originally, I thought that my thunder power was unique, but I didn't expect that this kind of power could be born here. ”

A door in his body seemed to be opened, and the spring in his mysterious avenue swept out a force, connecting with the power of the condensation of the astrolabe under his feet, and suddenly his spirit was lifted, and the scenery in front of him changed again, countless galaxies, countless amazing and changing cosmic starry sky, and even planets of different colors and broken continents were displayed in front of his eyes.

But all this was just an illusion, and in an instant it flashed before his eyes, leaving only a quick and dazzling brilliance.

Then the clouds broke through the sky, the heavens and the earth were destroyed, the universe was full of depression and desolation, the nebulae were scattered, the planets and continents were turned into powder, and the shattered, destroyed, and death filled the void.

"It's just an illusion. A voice said in front of him.

Yi Shaotian was secretly taken aback, this person was none other than the elf condensed by his spiritual power, this was the soul of his essence.

Then another figure flew in, it was the elf in green, and she looked at the infinite vision in front of her in amazement, revealing a look of horror.

"Are you marauders?"

"What marauders?"

"Predators from the Harmony universe, of course. ”

"And who are you?"

"Who am I...... I'm just a machine spirit in the Nuwa scroll......"

Yi Shaotian asked, "What exactly is hidden in the Nuwa scroll?

"I don't know, I'm just a machine spirit...... , The reason why I know about the Harmony Universe is that they continued to invade our primeval universe in ancient times......"

The three of them had not spoken for a long time, and they were already shocked and speechless as they watched the destruction of the universe in front of them, and their lives were exhausted and turned into nothing.

In the end, there was only one flying island and one spaceship left in the starry sky, they were so lonely, and they were the only life left under the starry sky.

Dispersed, nothingness, silence, inexplicable!

Yi Shaotian was just a mortal, he felt that he was deeply caught in a difficult and even unacceptable situation, and he had a premonition that the appearance of the Nine True Pictures was not so plain and unreasonable, it brought a crisis.

He summoned the Nuwa Scroll.

The green-clothed elf muttered, "I don't understand why the scroll chose you, if you are really a predator, where will this universe go?"

The elf said lightly: "Are you afraid?

The green-clothed elf looked at him and then at Yi Shaotian, and was silent for a while before saying, "What am I afraid of? ”

Yi Shaotian said: "What is the difference between life and machine spirit? It is all a breath of qi, if it turns into nothingness, the rest is either resentment or aura, isn't it?"

The elf in green did not speak for a long time, as if in deep thought, and after a long time, she said, "If everything is destroyed, will you be willing to do it?"

The elf asked Yi Shaotian rhetorically: "Are you willing?"

Yi Shaotian said without hesitation: "I'm not reluctant! I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of losing them." One by one, the figures were imprinted in his mind, his parents, Rong'er, Yingying, even Tianxiang and Shi'er, and Zhu Donglai, family, love, and friendship lingered.

The elf in green said: "People will always have something to fear, and what you are afraid of is loss." ”

The elf asked, "What about you? What are you afraid of?"

"I have nothing to be afraid of, if I have to find a reason to be afraid, I am afraid of losing the villa, losing the monkeys, losing the rabbits......" In Yi Shaotian's dantian world, she has already mingled with the monkeys and the little gray rabbit.

The elf said wistfully, "That's all?"

The green-clothed elf covered her mouth and smiled, "Then what do you think?"

The elf said, "Do I need to think? I thought we were good friends." ”

The elf in green giggled, "I didn't say it wasn't. ”

Yi Shaotian said with emotion: "There is no banquet in the world, and life will eventually perish, just like the nebula here, birth, growth, gorgeousness, and death, and finally turn into nothingness......"

The elf said, "What do you want to express?"

Yi Shaotian looked at his own spirit and said with a smile: "Don't you know?"

The elf in green said, "What are you talking about?"

The elf said, "Immortals, will the immortals live forever?"

Yi Shaotian smiled: "If you live unhappily, what's the use of wanting to live forever? It's not terrible to disappear, it's the dashing ...... that is terrible in the future" He clutched Nuwa's scroll tightly.

The elf in green said, "You ...... You're scratching me. ”

Yi Shaotian was shocked: "Your consciousness is actually connected with the scroll?"

The green-clothed elf stuck out his tongue and said, "I said that I am a machine spirit, a machine spirit that existed when the scroll was born. ”

She turned to look at the elf transformed by Yi Shaotian's spirit in surprise and said, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, suddenly it feels like I can manipulate here. He sat in the center of the Bagua Astrolabe, and in front of him there were several clouds in which the starlight twinkled.