After getting the Shen Nong Xiancao, Feng Hao's heart that had been holding on to him was finally relieved, and his face showed a relaxed curve.
However, soon, the bright light in his eyes slowly dimmed. His eyelids were as heavy as ten thousand pounds. He couldn't hold them up at all. He wanted to close them. His body, mind, and soul were all reminding him. , I’m tired, it’s time to rest.
"Oh……"
Feng Hao half-closed his eyes and yawned. He glanced around sleepily and found the willow tree on the edge of the cliff. After a short pause, he sat down and leaned against the hollow willow tree to sleep. He lay down, closed his eyes, and in an instant, fell into sleep.
"Crash..."
After he fell asleep, one of the branches of the willow tree actually moved like an arm, turning from the side to the front. The long leaves dropped down, covering Feng Hao and wrapping him in it. in.
Then, the whole world fell into silence, and time seemed to stand still. There was no sound of wind, no sound of rain, and everything depended on it.
…
This is a dream full of colors. There are many things in the dream that Feng Hao has never seen before...
It is a gray place, this world is lifeless, there is nothing but gray.
"Where is this place? Why am I here?"
Feng Hao felt very confused. He glanced around, but couldn't find a way out. It seemed that this was a sealed space.
He wanted to step out, and even wanted to shout, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't make a sound. He felt like roots were growing under his feet and he couldn't move.
He could only stand in place, unable to move at all.
After a while, Feng Hao gave up and turned his gaze to this gray world, watching quietly.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but there is a sense of agility in this gray. It seems that something is about to emerge...
And Feng Hao also fixed his eyes on this aura of light. He had a strong feeling in his heart that that aura was the opportunity to change this gray world.
This is a seed, an unknown seed. After it appeared, under Feng Hao's gaze, it grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. It gradually grew bigger, from the size of a rice grain to the size of a soybean. Then, At the tip of the seed, a piece of black skin cracked, and suddenly, a touch of green appeared in this gray world, full of vitality, and it seemed to drive something, this lifeless gray world, Some subtle changes are also taking place...
The seed germinates, takes root, and slowly grows a brown-green leaf, full of movement and vitality, which seems to announce the derivation of the first life.
Time was passing, and Feng Hao was watching. The seed grew slowly, and at the root of the seed, the gray gas condensed. From his position, it looked like a piece of land. , and then, the surrounding moving light spots in this gray space condensed towards this small piece of land and penetrated into it, just like fertilizer, absorbed by this small sapling. growing up.
Feng Hao didn't understand what this meant, nor how this seed appeared, but he felt that something very meaningful was happening.
However, when he wanted to look deeper, the picture suddenly changed...
The whole sky was dark, and the white sky thunder flickered in the heavy black clouds like ink, illuminating the world below.
These are three figures. Their faces cannot be seen clearly. Their entire bodies are in the mist. Feng Hao tried his best to break through the thin layer of mist, but he couldn't do it.
However, from the way they dress, it is possible to identify that one of the three figures is a woman.
Their power is beyond imagination. The sky and the earth rise and fall with their breathing. It seems that they can use the sky and the earth for their own use with just a raise of their hands.
But at this time, underneath these three figures, there are countless strange-looking monsters all over the world.
They are tall, each head is five or six meters high. They are completely black and filled with black energy. They spread an ominous and evil atmosphere, making people panic and disgusting, even Feng Hao, who is just a bystander. , and can’t help but want to take action.
Because these pitch-black monsters are actually devouring the life of the weather and turning it into death.
What follows is a grand battle.
The dark monsters below all spit out black air and sprayed it towards the three figures, trying to annihilate them. However, these three figures also took action. Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the whole world collapsed. Although, in this overwhelming power, , these dark monsters are being crushed to death, but the world is also collapsing at the same time...
"well……"
These were three sighs, and they were the only sounds Feng Hao heard. Before he could figure out what was going on, the three figures disappeared, and the scene in front of him changed again.
The world has not changed, it is still dark, but in this apocalyptic atmosphere, the three figures disappeared, replaced by a group of people...
They were strange-looking people. Their faces were misty and their faces were unclear. However, some of them were so powerful that they could tear apart the heaven and the earth with their bare hands. Some had various divine powers that could cause the earth to collapse. They had men. There were women, old and young, and at this time, they were fighting with the dark monsters that had just appeared. The whole world was filled with a bleak atmosphere, and blood was soaring into the sky. Groups of people fell, batches after batches. Monsters fell down, and blood flowed into rivers. This place became a battlefield, where heroic spirits and monsters were buried.
Melancholy, sadness, anger... various emotions flashed in Feng Hao's eyes. I don't know when crystal tears began to appear in his eyes, and his fists were slightly tightened.
He seemed to understand that whether it was the three figures that appeared in the second scene or the countless humanoid creatures that appeared now, they were all fighting to protect this world and fighting against these monsters.
I don’t know how long it took, but the fighting slowly stopped. On this land stained with the blood of heroic spirits and monsters, ancient cities were built one after another. These ancient cities seemed to have some kind of connection with each other, forming an ancient city. The purpose of this mysterious formation is to suppress this land.
Feng Hao watched quietly, seeming to have forgotten time and sorrow...
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