Bai Shan raised an index finger, pressed it on Hasiang's red lips, shook his head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's start!"
The sacred tree looked deeply towards the White Mountain affectionately. In the tenderness, it slowly nodded its head, and a huge green light burst out from the graceful figure.
Whooshing, like a long river falling, in an instant, the green divine light fell from the seventh sea of consciousness in Baishan to the first sea of consciousness, just like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens.
Xixi, in the divine light, tiny rhizomes extend to every corner in the seven-level sea of consciousness in Baishan.
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Bai Shan seemed to be in some pain, slowly closing his beautiful red eyes, his face turned red.
After an unknown period of time, the sea of consciousness in Baishan was transformed into a green world by the soul of the sacred tree.
The seven seas of consciousness are tightly embraced by tiny rhizomes of endless green light, blending together.
Boom boom boom, in the seventh sea of consciousness on earth, the sea of spiritual thoughts is constantly bombarding the barrier of the seventh sea of consciousness.
Kaka..., the barrier of the seventh layer of sea of consciousness on the earth slowly burst open under the bombardment of this endless majestic spiritual thought, and cracks appeared one after another, criss-crossing.
Huh..., at this moment, dark elements suddenly appeared in the dense, ancient, wild divine light of the sacred tree.
In the White Mountain Sea of Consciousness, the sacred tree is fragrant, looking at the black light that appears in the power of nature with great horror, and there is panic in the heart.
Ymir, as an ancient god who was born earlier than Odin, has endless legends and at the same time brings endless fear in people's hearts.
"Don't panic!"
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Bai Shan hurriedly comforted Ha Xiang, his soul looking out of his body and towards Qing Kongchen.
"Senior brother..."
Buzzing, Qing Kongchen's dark body moved slightly, and endless spatial mirror images appeared in Baishan's sea of consciousness.
In the mirror images, Qing Kongchen's figure swayed, rushing in the sea of Baishan Divine Mind, shrouded by the natural power of the Haxiang Divine Tree, and amidst the dark resentment, there seemed to be countless human figures, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
"Ah..., ha." Just when the barrier of the seven-level sea of consciousness became more and more fragile, the dark resentment became more and more intense. Suddenly, a soul-shaking cry came out.
"For hundreds of millions of years, my spirit, Ymir, has never been destroyed. Finally, the great Ymir is about to be reborn!"
"No, Ymir, you have died a long time ago. This is not your spirit, but you, a memory that is unwilling to admit defeat." The sacred tree was fragrant, trembling, and hurriedly roared towards the dark resentment.
"Oh, who are you again? Such a weak little tree has my original divine power. Are you my descendant?"
The rich black energy surged, and a tall giant walked out of the black energy. He looked at the Hasiang Sacred Tree, and Qing Kongchen, who was already full of consciousness in Baishan, was a little surprised.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I, Ymir, would have another offspring after being defeated by Odin. My dear child, quickly, follow your dear father to kill that despicable little thing Odin." Ymir
Er, the tall and illusory body swayed for a while, and actually looked at the God of the Fragrant Tree with some joy.
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"Oh, dear Ymir, let me explain once again that you have fallen. You now are just a memory of the past that refused to admit defeat. Moreover, Odin, who is as great as you, he..."
"What happened to him? Has he become stronger again?" Ymir only had Odin in his heart, and what the tree god Hasiang said became unimportant.
The God of the Hasiang Tree looked at the tall Ymir, and said in a low mood: "Dear Ymir, you don't know yet, the world of Beishu has long been destroyed by the gods from another world. Even Odin...
, also died on the spot."
"What?"
Ymir's huge body swayed for a while, and he looked at the God of the Fragrance Tree in disbelief. It was hard to accept it. He murmured: "Impossible, how could the North Tree collapse? Odin, who is so despicable, how could he die in battle?
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Ymir, with his huge head, looked at the sea of consciousness in Baishan, and was suddenly shocked, "This spiritual world is indeed very strange."
Huh..., Ymir's gaze, through the sea of consciousness in the White Mountains, looks at He Niu in the west, Mount Sumeru, the colored glaze in the east, the bliss in the west, Lingshan connecting to the sky and the river, and the world of Sanqing beyond.
But he couldn't find even a hint of the world he was familiar with.
"Oh, it's impossible..." Ymir, holding his painful head, squatted down slowly.
A moment later, Ymir, suddenly filled with black energy, looked at the tree god Hasiang and shouted angrily: "It's you, it must be you. You are spies sent by Odin to deceive me."
Boom..., Ymir's big hands came across the White Mountain Sea of Consciousness, grabbing straight at the God of the Fragrance Tree.
The tower reads the Kazakhstan tree god, and dare not neglect. The endless turquoise is buzzing into a piece, it seems to be a sharp sword, flying to Yumier.
Boom, a loud noise resounded in the sea of consciousness in Baishan. The thousands of green silk ribbons of the God of the Fragrance Tree actually had no blocking power. They were spread out by Ymir's big hands. One thick,
The big dark hands clasped tightly towards Hasiang's beautiful neck.
"Ymir, don't hurt Hasiang." The soul of Baishan was frightened. In the sea of consciousness, the power of the sun, moon, lunar sun, and the sun dropped thousands of rays of light in the void, burning the black energy on Ymir's body.
Sound.
Aoao..., Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu, Nandou, Beidou, the stars and rivers are turning, and the stars in the sky appear one by one in the sea of consciousness of Baishan. Baishan, who is in a hurry, uses all his strength, for fear of the fragrant tree.
God will be hurt.
"Huh? This is the God Clan in the Beishu World today? They are really weak. I'm afraid it won't be long before the Beishu World will be shaken to pieces."
Ymir looked indifferent, stretched out his free left hand, and grabbed the void.
Huh..., a small dark tree and a bright sacred tree suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness in Baishan.
The small trees of light and darkness burst out bursts of divine light. Roads of light shot out of the sky and bombarded the spirits of the four sacred beasts of the sun and moon in Baishan. The small trees of darkness dropped endless cold darkness, dipping the Dipper and the Dipper.
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In just one round, the sun, moon and four holy beasts of Baishan were bombarded by Ymir's light and scattered in the blue sky of the sea of consciousness. The endless galaxy, in the darkness, could hardly burst out a trace of star power.
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"This is the Godhead of Light and the Godhead of Darkness. Baishan must be careful, Ymir is a cultivator with an Origin Realm..." Before the God of the Fragrance Tree could speak, he suddenly stood on his neck and was killed by a big black hand.
I held it tight and couldn't say another word.
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"Brother!" Baishan hurriedly turned to Qing Kongchen, asking for help anxiously. Unexpectedly, Ymir, who was in the Origin Realm, was just a remnant soul, but could actually mobilize the light and dark godheads, which was ridiculously powerful.
"The human way is vague, the immortal way is vast, and the ghost way is happy! When you are born, the immortal way is precious, and the ghost way is precious. The immortal way always brings good luck, and the ghost way always brings misfortune. It is high and pure, and the tragic song is bright in the sky. I only hope that the immortal way can be achieved, but not
I want to be poor..."
Qing Kongchen was also shocked. As early as when Bai Shan was shouting, he hurriedly recited the "Sutra of Savior".
In an instant, the endless space mirrors slowly resounded, and Taoist's mysterious scriptures, with purple energy emerging one by one, floated into Baishan's sea of consciousness.
The endless words quickly formed a series of wonderful scriptures in Baishan's sea of consciousness, which actually shrouded Ymir's dark and light godhead.
Kaka, to everyone's surprise, Ymir's two divine beings suddenly collapsed when they encountered the words, making a frightening cracking sound.
"What?" Ymir was shocked and looked at the two gods in the sea of consciousness, his face full of disbelief.
"These are the two oldest and longest-standing gods in the Beishu world. Even later, the gods of darkness and light in the Beishu world were not as strong as them. Why did they break apart?"
"Because, your godhead is not the real godhead from the beginning, but a false godhead that was copied from your memory." Qing Kongchen was full of nonsense, looked at Ymir, and the power of origin in his body emerged, punching You.
Mir's Godhead.
"Boom...," the two divine heads shattered into pieces.
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Ymir's soul was shaken wildly, as if he had suffered a huge blow, and he said painfully: "Oh, no, could it be that I am really a memory? No, I am Ymir, the first in the world of Beishu
Creature, the great primitive god!"
Boom boom boom, waves of dark resentment rolled in Bai Shan's sea of consciousness. Qing Kongchen looked at the pure, slightly insane Ymir, and suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.
Qing Kongchen raised his head and glanced at the void. In the void, because the God of the Hasiang Tree and the White Mountain had not completely merged with each other, the big fish of the Heavenly Dao Yin and Yang was still looking down. He suddenly understood why this godhead collapsed so quickly.
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Thinking of this moment, Qing Kongchen looked at the purple scriptures in the sky, suppressed Ymir's resentment, and no longer hesitated.