There was a wism, very light, mixed with sadness and relief, and then dissipated.

That feeling does not belong to him.

Belongs to the original source, the original source, not before the ancient tree of life.

It’s just emotions, not consciousness.

At this moment, Nie Tian stopped laughing and suddenly calmed down.

He bowed his head, combed his thoughts, and understood carefully.

He knows the fact that his heart, replacing the one that he destroyed with the blade of time and space, has become the source of life energy.

His consciousness replaced the original source.

How did all this happen?

It is the original source of life, secretly created him, the left behind.

In order to prevent the ancient tree of life from stepping into the chaos, blending into it, replacing it, and destroying it, leaving a trail.

His heart, and that great heart, had much in common.

He was also washed and condensed by the heart in the turbidity, and after laying the foundation for him, he also had the possibility to replace the heart and dominate the sea of blood of life.

His life blood line exploded, and the red blood seemed to disappear, but it was hidden inside the veins of his heart.

Then, little by little, into the depths of his heart, complete the transformation.

A new round of transformation is to make him a new source, in order to make all the blood-colored smoke that is dissipated by the major sources unguarded.

The soul of Hanoi, that red blood, suddenly surged!

This green and mont-burden river, like a long blue snake that was stepped on, twisted and trembling.

The will of Nie Tian appeared at the bottom of the river, and the red and blood appeared.

Red, spreading rapidly, with an unstoppable position.

Red blood has been integrated into this stream, in which the consciousness of the soul is engulfed in blood, so that Nie Tian can perceive everything.

“The soul...”

A very light whisper, sounded from the bottom of the river.

Then, see this stream of Hanoi, the bright blue light, constantly disappearing.

The river is flowing with the water, as if it is going to dry up.

On the contrary, the soul of Nie Tian knows the sea, which is full of the soul water of the green and the dark, becoming vast and vast, and his master soul is like a giant soul, floating above the sea of its soul, crazy to draw, overflowing with the soul of the sea, and re-washing the soul.

Soon, he deeply felt that his will was above the soul!

The first thing he took, the master, was the river of the soul.

The soul is the most important thing.

There is a full soul mobilization, his soul consciousness, can cannibalize everything through those blood-colored energies that are in the major sources.

The blood-colored energy of a cluster of blood-colored energy, which is captured by the major sources, belongs to his consciousness!

In the chaos, all the sources are flowing, all trembling.

They are crazy to struggle, want to break their consciousness from those blood-colored energy, want to engulf the refined energy, and then strip out.

They know something is wrong.

The blood-colored energy that had previously been so madly robbed, among them, due to the influx of Nietian consciousness, it seemed to suddenly become a terrible blood-colored tumor, spreading, encroaching on their autonomous consciousness, dragging them towards the blood-colored abyss, to dominate them with the consciousness of the heavens.

“Damn the damned!”

In the beginning of the stars, the eyes of the season are sudden, blind, and screaming.

Many small stars are shining, such as the stars shining, with a little crystal light, the most brilliant.

That little crystal light is the core of the origin of the stars, and it is the condenser of consciousness.

Today, the light is red, and the light it releases is also red red.

The fear of the origin of the stars, the trembling, howling, and the call for help.

The two were naturally connected by the soul, and he naturally immediately understood that there was a consciousness that suddenly broke out from the blood, was rapidly strong, but eroded to the origin of the stars.

"Yes, it's me."

A sense of consciousness sounded from that little light.

In the light, it seemed that the shadow of the sky appeared quietly.

The boundless blood color, formed by the red blood light released before, suddenly submerged.

Seasonal glare.

Because suddenly he found that he had been spread by blood, and he could not call the power of the stars here.

Red blood, such as internal viruses, are mixed with the consciousness of the origin of the stars.

Even the origin of the stars has been eroded by the poison, what can he do?

Deep in the fire.

A tulle of orange fire, alone, and other flames are out of place.

The crimson flame, throbbing, suddenly showed a strong bloody smell, and suddenly there was another consciousness, forced into it.

The orange fire immediately gave birth to a sense of familiarity.

“You, replace it.”

A voice, sounded in the soul of the fire, and then the blood drowned, and countless memories shone, branded with all the roots of the flame, and slammed over it.

Crash into the fire, become the memory of the god fire, wonderfully into it.

For example, the ancient tree of life has replaced the original source, and the fire has replaced the original source of fire.

A bit of darkness.

A strong sadness, Dong Li, could not help but fly towards that darkness.

The drive and bondage of dark energy in her body.

Her eyes, empty and godless, looked in the direction of leaving.

Therein lies the place where the sky is floating.

“Huh?”

Just as she was about to blend into the darkness, she suddenly found herself calming down.

She stood still, no longer forced, to fly into that darkness.

And that darkness is raging, stirring up the waves of terror that have grown out of destruction, violence, murder, madness, and all kinds of terror that have been born of darkness.

But she, clearly sensing, the source of the depths of darkness, was suppressed by another familiar force and will.

The source of darkness, fear, and irritability.

Red blood, from the depths of that darkness, bloomed from time to time.

The red blood gradually spread in the depths of darkness, spread, and swallowed something.

And the source of darkness, slowly, seems to have confessed to the general, no longer struggling.

Sheldon said, “What happened?”

She concentrated on the soul, escaping into the body of the dark spirit, to communicate the source of darkness.

The source of darkness is silence.

After a while, the source of the darkness finally responded, a thought, from her dark spirit, yo-yo sounded, "It is me..."

“The Heavens!”

Donovan is screaming.

...

In the midst of the chaos, the blade of space-time is like a meteor flying away.

Inside the artifact, there is a splendid, small space.

Pei is imprisoned here.

This small space isolates everything, independent of chaos, independent of the three worlds, and time is eternally resting.

Still, there is the soul of Pei Qiqi, all thoughts, including mood swings.

Suddenly, there was a dense and bloody lightning, like a giant python dragon, and suddenly appeared.

The magical space suddenly collapsed.

The soul of Peggy suddenly surged.

Then, for the first time, she felt the sound of Nie Tian, and heard the voice of Nie Tian.

"Don't worry, I'm back."

...