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Chapter 1,232: Destroy the Past

Rumble...!

The wave of death swept away, and the already extremely broken world instantly turned into countless fragments, scattered throughout the world in the palm of your hand. Some of these fragments began to transform into misty nebulae, and one day in the future, countless stars were born among them.

More large fragments are rapidly transforming into stars. This transformation is extremely fast and does not take hundreds of millions of billions of years. After the world is broken, the remaining world origin will become the lifeblood of these stars. With these

The origin of the world exists, and all metamorphosed stars have the potential to become life stars, giving birth to infinite life.

World Tree did not take away the origin of the world in her world, but let them scatter in all directions. Perhaps this was her last hope as the Lord of the World.

The way of living made her fail one after another. At this moment, she completely gave up this path and the path to enlightenment in the world. She did not take away the origin of the world. Perhaps it was the only remaining memory of her previous way of making a living.

Looking at the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the void, the more than three hundred gods and gods were stunned. They were the only remaining creatures in the World Tree world, but they had to witness the destruction of their own world. This feeling was simply indescribable to ordinary people.

"You...what did you do!"

"No……!"

"Our world is gone...just gone!"

The eyes of these immortal gods were dull, they screamed in despair, and they were hysterical. For them, no matter how bad the world is, no matter how many disasters there are, it is still their home and their foundation, but this home is not

Destroyed in the hands of the master who created all this.

World Tree, overwhelmed by the overwhelming death energy, ignored the cries and even curses of these immortal gods. At the moment when she destroyed her world with her own hands, she felt as if she had put down a burden that she had carried for countless years, got rid of hundreds of millions of shackles, and was no longer bound by prisons!

Buzz!

The next moment, this bizarre and bizarre world in the palm of my hand suddenly shook violently, and a long river with no beginning and no end, with no origin and no end, slowly emerged.

"The passage of time!"

The icy sound of the World Tree sounded. She gave up her way of living and chose death. After destroying her obsession with her own hands, she was already on the verge of becoming a Great Golden Immortal.

Looking at the coercion of the Daluo Jinxian bursting out from the World Tree, Zhang Qian felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity. The World Tree had put in so much effort before, and wanted to promote his world to the Great Thousand Worlds again and again, and achieve great things on this path.

Luo Jinxian failed again and again, and even almost died.

But she failed to succeed after putting in unimaginable efforts and did not touch the edge of Daluo Jinxian. However, after she gave up everything and chose death, she immediately received promotion. This has to be said to be a great irony.

After a while, the long river of time completely emerged, exactly the same as when Emperor Slayer became the Great Luo Jinxian. In this long river, there are the shadows of countless worlds, the marks of countless sentient beings, and the waves that roll forward and never retreat. This is

The supreme authority that controls the longevity of all living things in the universe!

Amidst the rumbling waves of time and space, World Tree stepped into the long river of time, but the turbulent river water was unable to shake her body.

The infinite aura of death enveloped her, helping her withstand the erosion of time.

Zhang Qian sighed silently and had no intention of trying to make World Tree look back. This was World Tree's own choice and the path she took on her own. He was not qualified to comment.

Speaking of the fate of the World Tree, it is also miserable. She has extremely high roots. Her true body is a spiritual root. Although it is not an innate spiritual root, it is also a top-notch acquired spiritual root. If she had not appeared in the world with such a root as soon as she was born, Center, if she had not chosen to create all things and choose the path to enlightenment in the world at the beginning, maybe she would have become a Daluo Jinxian many years in advance, and it would not even be impossible to become a Hunyuan True Immortal.

But maybe it was fate that played a trick on people. Yggdrasil followed the instinctive guidance to create all living beings and chose the path to enlightenment in the world, moving forward step by step. Maybe she had regretted it before, but unfortunately there was no room for regret at that time.

But this time, this terrible disaster made her give up everything in the past and walk out of her own way.

She walks in the long river of time, the raging river water carries the imprint of countless sentient beings, brewing the vast power of time and space.

Faced with this terrifying power, the World Tree spoke, "I am death, how can I be bound by longevity!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a strange scene appeared. She became lifeless at all and was completely filled with the magnificent aura of death, making her seem to be no longer a living creature, but in charge of the otherworld of death. The Lord!

Even if it is death, where does the longevity come from?

The aura of death was so powerful that World Tree's footsteps suddenly became faster, and the turbulent power of time really had no impact on her!

This scene made Zhang Qian's eyes widen. When Emperor Slayer reversed the long river of time, it was not so easy. Instead, he used his immortal body and powerful mana to force forward.

But none of this exists in the body of World Tree. She is incarnated by death and is completely unaffected by the passage of time.

After a while, she came to one of her time and space marks.

This time and space mark represents a certain moment in her past. It is the mark she left in the long river of time. In the process of transcending the long river of time, the monk must get all his time and space marks and restore himself to his true self, without any defects or leaks. .

But World Tree looked at his own time and space mark, stretched out his finger, and a strong aura of death came out, immediately annihilating the time and space mark into nothingness.

"I am my true self, why am I bound by the past?"

Zhang Gan was stunned for a while. What World Tree did made him a little confused. Why didn't she get back her time and space mark, but chose to destroy it?

"I am my true self? Is this your way?"

Zhang Qian sighed silently. The determination of Yggdrasil's character that let go of everything amazed him!

She did not choose to fuse the time and space marks, but to annihilate them, completely erasing her past, and only being her true self now!

She moved forward without any effort, and was completely unaffected by the passage of time. Along the way, she wiped out the time and space marks into nothing!

Her speed is very fast, not at all difficult for ordinary people, but rather like taking a leisurely stroll through the long river of time, watching the flowers.

Along with the air of death, each time and space mark disappears. What is terrible is that every time the world tree destroys its own time and space mark, her breath becomes more powerful, and the death breath that permeates her body becomes even more powerful. It became more and more intense, and in the end all the aura of death transformed into the light of death.

This light was not among the seven colors, nor between black and white. It was a color that Zhang Qian had seen for the first time.

This color is very beautiful, but it gives people a sense of fatal threat.

After an unknown amount of time, the last time and space mark appeared in front of World Tree. This time and space mark was a seed, a symbol of her origin.

This time she did not choose to destroy it, but stretched out her hand to absorb it. Holding the illusory seed in her palm, the light of death surging around her rushed into it.


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