Strongest Abandoned Son

() After this, Ye Mo looked for a few days in the hall of the Holy House and still did not find any way out. If you must say the traces, he found some of the flag trajectories that were previously deployed.

A few days later, Ye Mo had no choice but to return to the world of gold pages. He did not leave this hall. If he could not go out, he might as well stay in the hall of the holy house.

This time into the gold page world, Ye Mo is ready to testify. He has never been exposed to the practice of the Emperor of the Tao, and he has never understood the path of the Tao. For him, the testimony is to explore the progress, without any reference. Now he is not practicing resources, and there is nothing to do, he can only seek proof.

In the Huashan Mountain, there are still many treasures of heaven and earth, but Ye Mo has long known that these things can not be found now. At this time, the whirlpool of the Huashan Mountain time, with his cultivation and strength, I want to take a small grass here. This was understood long ago when he came to Yongzheng Lake.

Others have proved that there is no such thing as the heavens and the earth, but Ye Mo is too much, not to mention the chaotic world that has just been opened. Even the bitter bamboo and the chaotic tree are not owned by ordinary people.

Ye Mo looked at the bitter bamboo and the chaotic tree, and did not hesitate. He chose to understand under the chaotic tree. Chaotic trees and bitter bamboos are the only ones between heaven and earth, but chaotic trees contain avenues of breath, while bitter bamboos have only a simple spiritual atmosphere.

At this moment, Ye Mo's chaotic world is complete, and the chaotic tree is so green and green. It has already surpassed a foot, even if it is very comfortable.

All along, Ye Mo's time is not looking for cultivation resources, or training after finding cultivation resources. He never had time to sit down and feel. Until now, he really has nothing to do, and this came to sit under the chaotic tree and feel his way.

Ye Moyi sat under the chaotic tree, and he did not have to go to his own quietness. The whole person was instantly immersed in the vastness of the chaotic tree.

He seems to have entered a picture of boundless, vast sky. From the yīn underworld to the mundane world to the realm of cultivation, from the cultivation of the real world to the fairy world to the holy world...

A well-defined Tiantian field unfolds in front of his eyes, like a magnificent scroll. He sees the stars in the sky and sees the bustling scene in the universe.

But as time went by, this beautiful starry sky scene slowly blurred, resources gradually consumed, and the competition became more intense. Where the customs are fighting for immortality for various resources, the war continues. The realm of comprehension and the immortal world are everywhere, and the atmosphere is full of violent atmosphere.

A scent of destruction permeates all walks of life.

At this time a small seed bloomed alone in the void, and then slowly grew. This small seed has gradually grown into a chaotic tree in the vertical and horizontal boundaries. The big tree exudes a strong vitality to feed the vast stars and the universe.

The people who had begun to decline in the past have once again responded to the original scene, and even more prosperous.

But the big tree that crossed the boundaries was finally discovered, and some great powers began to compete for this huge tree of life.

Fight, kill, destroy, decay...

All kinds of breaths have filled the entire space and time, and the dark clouds of vitality and chaos have been bombarded by various attacks and began to decay. But even then, no one has stopped fighting for this chaotic tree. Everyone wants to take this chaotic tree as their own, and everyone wants to dominate the universe.

One power was killed, one sect was destroyed, one planet was refining, and one celestial domain was smashed...

The highest sanctuary in this universe, the Holy Land, finally broke through in such a terrible fight and self-destruction, and became full of glory from a magnificent picture.

Some great powers have fled the Holy Land and left the world. When several top abilities left, no one could compete for the chaotic tree.

However, at this time, the chaotic tree in the void has gradually withered, and the big tree's jīng Huahua is a tear, and this tear has turned into a small seed again.

Without the nourishment of chaotic trees, the void became paler and the underworld was broken, and the souls were everywhere. The resource of comprehension is poor, and the fairyland is falling apart.

......

In the world of gold pages, the chaotic trees are green and green, emitting a strong green sè atmosphere to completely cover Ye Mo.

"I yelled that..."

Ye Mo woke up from the murderous and pale void, slowly spit out these words. He seems to be awake, but after spitting out these four words, the whole person still feels the majestic rhythm of the vastness of the chaotic tree, without sadness and joy.

"The world is incomplete, the holy road is falling apart, the fairy world is separated, the rules are not complete, why is it..."

A sound of the road came and sounded in Ye Mo’s mind. The sound is endless, and the loop is endless. It seems that there is no stopping moment. What makes Ye Mo somewhat puzzled is that the voice is somewhat similar to his voice.

Ye Mo’s consciousness at this time has long been associated with the chaotic tree, and he suddenly feels awkward. Why can others prove that others can not prove? There are witnesses in the Shenyu and Xianjie, and even the avenists. Even the Taoist Emperor is not lacking. How can the person who proves the Tao be more than one?

"I yelled!" Ye Mo did not hesitate this time, but firmly vomited these four words again. He did not understand the rules of the road. If he understood it, he had already proved himself.

"The world is not complete, this road is a trail." The voice in consciousness is like knowing Ye Mo’s thoughts, and the voice similar to him still responds in his mind.

Is there a difference in size? Ye Mo did not understand it at all. Is it necessary to prove that the avenue will wait until the divine cemetery is restored to become a holy land? Wait for the fairy world to be restored again? Don't say that he doesn't have this ability right now, even if he has this ability, it is not the current thing.

A kind of blessing to the soul suddenly came to my heart, and Ye Mo suddenly came to see it. This is to promise him to repair the divine field, restore the holy road, and close the fairy world for thirty-three days.

A voice in his mind is constantly calling in his mind. It seems that as long as he stands up and promises that he is willing to repair the sacred domain, he is willing to restore the sacred world. He is willing to close the celestial world for thirty-three days, and he will prove that it will be a matter of course. He will prove that it is the avenue.

If I testify, I will do my best. The graveyard of God will not be broken again. If I testify, I will do my best to make the Holy Land come back to the original. If I testify, I will do my best to close the fairy world... ...

Ye Mo suddenly felt that as long as he said this sentence loudly, he would prove his success and immediately become the supreme avenue.

Ye Mo has cultivated three lives, and his heart is clear. At this time, there is a great discomfort in his heart. He doesn't like the feeling of being almost embarrassed. It's just asking him to promise what he has to do before he can prove.

Whether he will do these things, whether he can do these things, or if he is willing to do these things, it is his own choice, and has nothing to do with the sermon.

In the past and present, he only works on his own heart. Whether this is good or bad for him, there is a feeling of unwillingness to compromise in his heart. Even if he can't prove it in this life, he should not be determined by this kind of foreign thought. What's more, let him make a vow to prove that it is absolutely impossible.

Ye Mo’s epiphany suddenly stopped, and he suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, he stood up and said loudly: “The Golden Pages world is for me. The chaotic tree is what I planted. I’m going to prove my own way, doing things with my heart. Between heaven and earth, no one can control my avenue. If there is obsession, give me a sigh..."

After Ye Mo finished, Zi Yan has fallen from the void. A gray sè light overflows from the chaotic tree, and the purple scorpion's purple scorpion smashes, and the ray of this gray sè is suddenly smashed into pieces by Ye Mo, and disappears instantly in the void.

Get rid of this gray sè's breath, Ye Mo long sighed, a feeling of ease and incomprehensible, he could not use words to describe this feeling. This is a feeling of zìyóu's freedom, no thoughts, no any uncomfortable thoughts.

At the same time, he felt that the chaotic tree that had always appeared to be serious and serious became light and seemed to exude an unspeakable pleasure. It is like immediately turning from an old man to a naughty child, jumping joyfully.

The next moment, a verdant light blended into Ye Mo's Zifu, Ye Mo was shocked, this time is really completely awake.

The world seems to be clear and open, and the surrounding space has become meticulous. He felt that his supernatural powers also found a way to become stronger, and a burst of indescribable feelings of rush came to his heart.

Ye Mo knows ~www.readwn.com~ He has not proved successful, but he has succeeded in becoming a semi-holy. The power of the law is clearer in his consciousness, and it seems that as long as he goes further, he can control a great supernatural power.

"Hey, chaotic tree?" After Ming Wu came over, Ye Mo immediately discovered that the chaotic tree around him disappeared, and his array of methods for the chaotic tree is still there.

Before he asked for the shadowless and small ice ginseng, there was a joy and joy in the purple house. Ye Mo immediately saw that a beautiful tree in Zifu was swinging happily. What is it not a chaotic tree?

"I understand." Ye Mo was happy to say a word. He really understood, he took away a trace of obsession in the chaotic tree, and the obsessive tree of the chaotic tree was smashed by Ye Mo, and immediately recognized him.

Whether this obstinacy is chaotic tree itself, or later hid in the seeds of chaotic trees, Ye Mo feels very satisfied. He felt that although he did not have a sermon, he had a glimpse of the sermon, or one day, his path was self-sufficient.

(Ye Mo’s sermons are a bit difficult to write. I need to sort it out a bit. Today’s update is here, my friends are good night. I still ask for the support of the monthly and recommended tickets, thank you friends!)