Chapter 137 Heaven? Life?

Second update!

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Original Mountain only felt that his mind had entered a vast chaos. This chaos was like the black fog that filled his knowledge of the sea before his chaotic world was merged into three, which made people feel boundless. However, at that time, he at least knew that it was in his sea of knowledge. However, at this moment, I don't know why, and I don't know where my mind has come from, which naturally makes people feel confused.

Suddenly, just as the mind of Yuanshan was wandering in it, a little golden appeared from the black, like a bright light appeared in the night sky in the night sky. Although it was weak, it lit up the original mountain, at least there was no longer that kind of loneliness.

The golden light became thicker and thicker, slowly black like a golden flame. It began to burn slowly in the uncertain darkness and constantly absorbed the surrounding darkness. At this moment, the boundless darkness seemed to become the fuel of the golden flame, and the golden flame was also It is burning brightly with the help of boundless black, and the light is getting hotter and bigger. It seems that after a while, it seems that it has passed through thousands of years. The flame finally becomes as brilliant as the golden sun in the original world. Unfortunately, it can't illuminate the whole dark space at all.

Here, it seems that time has lost its function at all, and the golden sun can only shine on small places around the flames. When the golden light arrives, it is always swallowed up by darkness, so most of the places in this place are still dark.

Yuanshan felt that his mind involuntarily drifted towards the center of the dark at the moment of the golden sun, and the direction he was about to arrive was the golden sun. Finally, after Yuanshan did not know how many years had passed, his mind finally entered the golden flame, with the whole gold The flames of color melt into one and are no longer separated from each other.

Warm, this is the feeling when the heart of the original mountain enters the golden flame. This warmth is like a child entering the mother's arms, like a wanderer returning home to rest in his hometown **, like a bird finally flying back to the bird's nest after night falls, and this is the feeling at this moment, as if he should have been It is part of this golden flame, and now he has finally found his own home, and the golden flame also seems to be summoning himself. This warmth is the killer it relies on. When the heart of the original mountain is immersed in the warmth, his mind becomes extremely soft. It was no longer the decisive half-demon mountain, but a homesick wanderer who finally found his way home.

I'm tired, it's time to rest!

Countless voices sounded in the mind of the original mountain, looking at the boundless darkness around the flame. At this moment, the original mountain in the flame felt that it was so horrible. Are you really tired? Maybe you should really take a rest!

So, go to sleep!

yuan shan felt that his mind was getting weaker and weaker, as if he had integrated into the golden flame, and seemed to be gradually assimilated by the golden flame. In short, he felt so tired. Maybe this was his last destination!

When this enlightenment rose in the heart of Yuanshan, the flame on the golden flame boiled in an instant, like fire oil poured into it, and the whole flame became extremely bright. Even those areas shrouded in darkness began to permeate a little golden light, and the golden light It became brighter and brighter, and then countless smiling flames began to appear, like the starry sky in the dark night. If there are such little stars, even if the starlight is so weak, it always makes people feel that they are not alone.

This is the feeling of the original mountain at this moment.

When those smiling flames appeared, when countless golden dots filled the dark space, his mind became extremely peaceful, and the mind blended into the flames was also more and more connected, just like he should have been the consciousness of this flame, and now it is the time for him to return to himself. Wait!

This quietness, this peace, this sense of destination makes Yuanshan feel that his mind is beating more and more slowly. The fluctuation exclusive to the half-demon Yuanshan becomes weaker and weaker. It seems that it will disappear at the next moment, but it is always supported so strongly, just like the greatest mothers in the world. Even if your shoulders are so weak, you can always support those boundless pressures. Although your head is low and your waist is bent, that kind of strength and resilience has never disappeared.

However, this fluctuation seemed to be absorbed by the boundless darkness and the hot flame. When a fluctuation came out, it was completely squeezed away by the golden flame in the consciousness that was about to be completely integrated with the golden flame of the original mountain, and then the boundless darkness rushed up like a hungry wolf. Wrap up those faint fluctuations and swallow them up.

"No, no..."

Yuanshan finally realized something and couldn't help muttering in his heart. How could he do it? I'm not a flame now!

Yes, I am the descendant of Kunpeng who is alone in the world. How can I have such a strange feeling?

What exactly is this flame?

When this doubt rose from the mind of Yuanshan, the mind that was about to integrate with the golden flame finally stopped merging, and with more and more doubts in the heart of the original mountain, the heart became more and more distant from the golden flame. The next moment, it seemed that it was about to be completely separated from the light flame.

"Come back, come back, come back..."

The flame seemed to have turned into a living thing, and a wave of consciousness came out of it and entered the mind of the original mountain, and he almost subconsciously asked, "Why? I'm me, I'm Yuanshan, but it's not a flame..."

"No, no, no!"

"The source, the source, the source!"

The fluctuation of the flame suddenly became violent, and came straight to the mind of the original mountain like a sharp thorn. However, when his mind finally became as painful as a cone thorn, the original mountain completely woke up, and his mind suddenly sank and shouted angrily:

"No, I'm me. I want to be myself!"

"Fal, break, break!"

Three fierce shouts came from the mind of Yuanshan. Suddenly, his mind completely escaped from the golden flame and entered the boundless darkness again. Then, the golden flames exploded like a magic flame, and the whole dark space was boiling, and only the boundless murderous intention boiled. A violent roar:

"No, no, no!"

"Annihilation, annihilation, annihilation!"

At this time, there was an unconscious sound in the void of the original world, and the golden whirlpool exploded and condensed into a mass of golden light in the void. At the same time, a thunder sounded in the void, and those golden lights gradually condensed into strange gly shapes.

"What's wrong with the world? What's wrong with the sky?"

Xiaodie looked up at the first line of golden characters and muttered in a low voice, and her face was already pale!

PS: The curtain is finally about to open, and this book will reach the last volume.