The Burial of the Fantasy City

Mo Yu seemed to have had a dream.

A long, long time ago, he sucked rainwater, nutrients, and then broke through the mud and changed from a tree species to a sapling.

After a hundred years of wind and rain, he gradually developed his own consciousness, and he knew how to absorb the essence of the sun and moon to strengthen his wood essence.

For another two hundred years, enough wood spirit energy made him transform into mortality and become a desolate spirit-[Dryad].

Another two hundred years of uninterrupted hard practice made him the strongest among the [Dryads]. After defeating the previous generation [Dryad King] and devouring its Wood Spirit Core, he condensed his own Wood Spirit Core and became a new generation of [Dryad King].

In the second hundred years after becoming the [Dryad King], he recovered his wooden body, took root at the end of the valley, and sealed his spiritual consciousness, hoping to realize the opportunity for transformation in a state of selflessness.

In the fifth hundred years, he finally pushed open the door of transformation, wanting to refine the wooden body to condense the human body and transcend the shackles of the life level.

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Phew~

After experiencing the ink rain of thousands of years, he suddenly opened his eyes, and in his dark eyes, a sense of vicissitudes flashed away.

“This is the thousand-year-old tree life of the dead quasi-[Tree Man King], as if witnessing the path of cultivation of one’s own body.”

Mo Yu said silently in his heart.

When this thought floated, the standing Qingtian Ancient Tree body surged with endless brilliance, and the brilliant brilliance seemed to be dragged, concentrated towards the cracks on the wooden trunk, and then submerged into Mo Yu’s body.

All brilliance is the spirit of wood!

Boom!

Obviously, there was no sound from the outside world, but Mo Yu’s ears were like thunder.

Invisible barriers are being impacted, shattered, broken.

【Ding! Congratulations on reaching the ultimate of the Metamorphosis Emperor Realm! 】

Bang!

This thunder sound that only Mo Yu could hear was particularly roaring, and he felt that the door of a secret realm in his body was violently pushed open.

At the same time, the mechanical sound of “Ten Thousand Worlds” resounded throughout the world.

[Player ‘Ink Rain’, the second layer of the realm of realm – emperor extreme realm! ] 】

[Because ‘Ink Rain’ is the first player to achieve the Emperor Extreme Realm, a high-grade spirit extract will be rewarded! ] 】

……

“What, you realized it again?!”

“Half an hour ago, I broke into the Emperor Extreme Realm, and now I have realized the Emperor Extreme Realm, could this ink rain be a companion of the Ten Thousand Worlds?!”

“That’s enough, we all seem to have become his foils!”

When Mo Yu first triggered the world’s announcement, the world was surprised. Second, it triggered the world’s announcement and shocked the world.

And this time, some people’s mentality is directly unbalanced.

At the same time, entering the “Ten Thousand Realms”, they only transformed into two to three heavens in the same time, but Mo Yu had already transformed into the nine extremes, and then encountered a series of adventures, first the Emperor Extreme Realm, and then the Emperor Extreme Realm.

Everyone couldn’t help but have a strange thought in their hearts, in another half an hour, the player ‘Mo Yu’ should not have a comprehension of the Heavenly Extreme Realm?!

“The second layer of the Extreme Realm – Emperor Extreme Realm! This person has been an emperor in the same realm from now on, and he can even fight across borders! A middle-aged man who was the king of the Holy Court in the real world said.

“Many old guys who logged into “Ten Thousand Worlds” to try to find opportunities to break into a higher realm, none of them have ever achieved the Nine Heavens overnight, let alone the three-layer limit realm. I really don’t know who this ink rain is in this world, and he is a demon in the world! Could it be that it is really an old demon who hides in a certain sect or a certain holy court and never comes out?! The other faction master-level figure muttered softly.

“If it weren’t for the arrival of Ten Thousand Worlds, such a figure in the sect would still not be known to the world. Thinking about it carefully, it is terrifying, the forces behind Mo Yu are very big, and they are very big! “Another holy court.

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Great Qin Emperor Dynasty.

As the king of the huge empire of Daqin, Ying Zheng had to deal with too many national facts every day.

I had just dispersed and returned to the door of the imperial study room, and I happened to hear the system announcement of “Ten Thousand Worlds”.

“Overnight, I heard twice that you comprehended the Extreme Realm”

Ying Zheng’s figure stopped at the door of the imperial study, and the next sentence seemed to be talking to the air.

“With Zhao Gao’s search for alien Mo Yu, Daqin needs such talents!”

Sou!

As soon as Ying Zheng’s words fell, a figure with special bright light armor appeared behind him.

The man knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice: “Zhang Han takes orders!” ”

Zhang Wei, a court general who commanded the shadow secret guard of the first emperor of the Great Qin Empire.

As the name suggests, the shadow guard moves quickly, kills decisively, and follows like a shadow like the god of death. As long as it is a target that they target, they will chase them like maggots attached to their bones until they capture or kill them. They are the shadows of Qin Shi Huang in the darkness, and they are also a guarantee line for Qin Shi Huang’s expensive life.

Following the net created by Zhao Gao, Yingzheng sent them out at this time, which shows that Yingzheng attaches great importance to Mo Yu.

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Immortal Continent, near the exit of the Southern Wilderness.

“Emperor Extreme Realm?”

Dugu Jian’s crazy eyes moved slightly.

“It’s getting more and more interesting”

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Fantasy continent, in the middle of the western primeval forest.

“Teacher, he is in the Emperor Realm, how can the alien be so powerful”

Xiao Han, a young man with a negative ruler, was full of surprise.

“Whether it is the aborigines of “Ten Thousand Worlds” or the aliens who have poured into “Ten Thousand Worlds” for a while, they should have their own amazing talents”

The old man’s voice came from within Xiao Han’s fingertip ring.

“Keep going, or you’ll be too far behind.”

“I see, teacher”

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Magic Continent, God and Demon Cemetery.

“Buried for ten thousand years, resurrected in the Ten Thousand Worlds, I should let go of everything!”

Remembering his young man named Chen Bei, he wiped away the dazedness on his face, and he stood up abruptly.

“Face the reality and cultivate from the beginning, you will definitely be able to find out the truth that has been hidden for ten thousand years!”

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PS: Chen Bei = Chennan. No way, the name will be great.