Above the spirit leaves, the light points are lit, and the veins and stems and leaves manifest complex lines.

Then a wonderful light and shadow were born, and the light and shadow slowly flew up, like a butterfly flying.

The misty light spreads throughout the world, and on the square, the stone statue stands silently for thousands of years.

At this time, the stone mirror was revived.

Crystal clear, glowing with jade brilliance, the light point looms.

Above the spirit leaf, the light and shadow that flew out, like a moth to a fire, merged into it, and then, at the place where the line of spiritual power first fell. The points of light begin to light up and flow.

From the first one, swipe through the ghost to connect the second point of light.

The looming points of light are like the stars in the vast night sky, and the lines that are crossed are based on the stars to form wonderful patterns, which are very simple and wonderful patterns.

Yes, like a bow.

Yes, like a spoon,

Some are like the wings of a divine beast, and some are like the palm of a hand.

These patterns are peculiar and simple, such as the legendary constellations of ancient stars, the number is complex and innumerable. After a lot of patterns, it will be on the mirror surface of the stone mirror, fused into a bright point of light,

Time passes, this process seems to be extremely long, and extremely fast and agile, the speed of light and shadow flow seems to surpass the illusion of time and space stagnation.

One point of light, two points of light... Until twelve points of light appear.

Everything stopped, and then twelve bright points of light began to circulate above the stone mirror. The stone mirror is like a starry sky, and the points of light are flying, leaving countless brilliant phantoms, turning into a long and distant artistic conception.

Heavy brilliance, and phantom flow. It seems to merge the whole world, and in that world, there are countless figures, mountains and rivers, sun, moon and stars, countless worlds, broken, evolved, and reborn.

Then the wind and clouds were completely extinguished.

When all is gone, shattered, despaired. The world is nothing.

Calm nothingness, quiet light and shadow,

This is chaos. A voice sounded in Chen Feng's heart, chaos is the most nihilistic, the cleanest and the most filthy, the most powerful and the weakest, this is a shadow of chaos.

Every truly strong person has devoured the existence of chaos.

When our Soul Tree is rooted in the source of chaos, it can achieve true eternity and begin true destruction.

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Above the stone mirror, there were only twelve bright points of light left, and a chaotic phantom, and the flow speed of the points of light began to slow down, gradually slowing down to the point that time and space returned to their normal orbits.

Ding, in the end, one by one, the points of light stopped on the chaotic phantom, forming an extremely simple pattern.

A curve with a subtle arc.

On one side, three points of light are clustered together and arranged closely, and the other nine points of light are arranged in front of them at equal distances.

After this pattern appeared, the chaotic phantom began to merge and gather towards this light point pattern, and the brilliance gradually brightened, and a light and shadow pattern manifested.

It was similar to the stone mirror, but it was originally a phantom.

After the Chaos Phantom fused, the Phantom gradually solidified and had a clear outline.

A mirror of light and shadow.

The mirror of light and shadow fused the entire chaotic phantom, and then a beam of light fell on the Qingling Floating Leaf. The illusion on the floating leaves of the clear spirit was born, and in the illusion, a woman was playing a guqin in front of her, playing lightly.

The ethereal sound of the piano, like gurgling water, like spring flowers, is beautiful and bright,

The figure of the woman seems to be somewhat familiar, but it is not acquainted, just like the sound of the piano, which has never been heard, but it seems to come from the depths of memory, something seems to want to grasp, but it can't reach out, can't find the direction.

After a song, the phantom was integrated into the mirror of light and shadow.

Qingling Floating Leaves, which disappeared with weathering, Lanxi said that the spirit leaves that could break the illusion disappeared without a trace.

And as the weathering of this spirit leaf disappeared, among Chen Feng's ancestors, the talent stars began to circulate, and the bright yellow stars glowed with a faint blue brilliance, and a vast void appeared in the sky above Chen Feng's figure.

After the appearance of the vast void, the mirror of light and shadow flew away. The void seemed to be close at hand, but it was extremely far away, and the mirror of light and shadow merged into it, and the figure slowly shrunk.

In the end, all that manifests itself is a bright star.

The mirror of light and shadow merged, and the void where the stars manifested was a return to the ancestral realm, and the sound of clicking appeared on the stone mirror, which was the crack that began to break.

Now. The crack began to grow larger, then began to weather, turning into ethereal points of light that drifted into the void.

Then the entire stone statue of the ancient moon god, including the pedestal, began to shatter and weather.

And at the beginning of the destruction of the ancient moon god, there are countless spiritual flowers and phantoms falling, in the sky above the square, colorful, extremely bright, light and shadow like rainbows, flowers like brocade, like a blooming ocean.

Those spirit flower phantoms of the moon gods finally converged towards Chen Feng, merged into his body, refined and nourished his body, and finally merged into a small star in the ancestral gate.

This is in the ancient monuments of the witch god, absorbing the telekinetic stars left by the moon god.

It gathers the power of faith from ancient time and space. It has endless magical powers.

Chen Feng's eyes closed slightly, and the endless divine power of faith around his body was like a suffocating and warm embrace, and in this embrace, it was mixed with the small voice of the gods shattered.

Disillusionment and rebirth, the cycle of repeatedness, I can't see the way I came, and I can't see the way forward.

Everything dissipated, and above the square, there was only an empty space, one person.

I don't know why, every time Chen Feng faces the moon god, he always has some inexplicable sentimentality in his heart, maybe it's the annihilation and disappearance, or something else. I can't help but feel a sense of loneliness.

Fluttershy. In those confused times, Chen Feng remembered the familiar figure.

A glance and a smile to light your way.

After the gods disappeared, the golden deed flew forward. That was the direction of the temple, and the statue and the temple were separated by a pontoon bridge, and below the pontoon bridge was an endless dark abyss.

The square and the temple seem to be two worlds, connected together.

This shore is full of flowers, and the other shore is strange.

The temple seemed very near, and yet it seemed very far away. Extremely grandiose, tall, and endless, like the ultimate holy mountain.

For Chen Feng, this is his direction and destination, he doesn't want to resist, or when he doesn't resist, everything is in the fog, this guidance is the clear direction at the moment.

Jin Qi flew forward to lead the way, Chen Feng no longer hesitated, followed behind Jin Qi, and went to the temple,

Flying over the long pontoon bridge, the black abyss of the body retreated rapidly, and the temple got closer and closer.

At the forefront, there is a towering door. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie