Ye Chen was bathed in a brilliant divine light, as if he was covered with infinite flames.

In the flames, Ye Chen ushered in a new life.

A spirit butterfly dances gracefully, and there is crystal fog flowing around it. When it flows, it gathers into turbulent fog.

"boom!"

In an instant, the sound of heaven and earth was lost, and an unimaginable dazzling sharp edge suddenly surged out. The spirit butterfly controlled the fog tide and crisscrossed the long sky.

"Is this going to make a breakthrough?"

Ning Taohua's heart moved slightly, and she was very curious about it.

The Great Dream Fairy Butterfly, it is a spiritual seed of heaven and earth. Once it breaks through, it will enter another world and have extraordinary insights.

Ning Taohua could feel that Ye Chen's qi was constantly rising, but after reaching a certain height, the qi stopped and soon became overwhelming and could not go further.

"What a pity."

Ning Taohua thought with some regret: "Although it has robbed some benefits, it is the Great Dream Fairy Butterfly after all. If it is a dragon, it may turn into a dragon at this time. However, if it is to transform into a Great Dream Fairy Butterfly, it seems that it is still lacking."

"But what exactly is missing? Although the Great Dream Fairy Butterfly is extraordinary, it is not born with an immortal species. Even if it transforms, its strength may not have immediate results. Why is this transformation so difficult?"

"And then again, transformation is not easy, so there will be two big dream fairy butterflies in this small place. In terms of probability, it is simply pitiful."

"Maybe this may be a coincidence. If it is a pure coincidence, that would be great, but if it is not a coincidence, it would be interesting if it is just intentional by someone who is interested."

Ning Taohua felt cold in her heart, and she felt like she was being arranged. How could fate be so irritating that it would not make people feel soft?

Ye Chen looked slightly stunned, and he didn't care about the changes in his body at this time.

The spiritual butterfly transformed into ashes after the arm turned into ashes was usurped by Ye Chen to have its foundation. That's fine, but there is still a memory that Ye Chen watched suddenly, which is the top priority.

A mottled scroll slowly unfolded in Ye Chen's eyes.

It seemed like an epic, grand and magnificent, but only you can see it.

In the scroll, you can see that everything is desolate, the world is destroyed, the void explodes, and the unimaginable waves of air flowing wildly, destroying everything you see in your eyes.

A scene of doomsday was like a corner of an ancient battlefield, with the sky weeping blood and huge holes being poked.

The sky was broken, and the howling wind blew, blowing the sky for billions of miles, the galaxy turned around, the sun and the moon fell together, and the creatures were almost extinct.

In such a terrible scene, there is a long river that condenses the years and every wave rolls, which is the ultimate interpretation of all kinds of mystery.

The long river of time really exists.

It should be mysterious and unpredictable, not approached or looked directly, it is in line with the Tao, and it is not seen by ordinary people and ants in the world.

Immortal giant, I think I can get a glimpse of the most powerful ones.

Ye Chen's strength is too far apart. If that was the real long river of time, Ye Chen would definitely lose himself completely. Just die just by dying in a straightforward way is Ye Chen's only result.

But, that might only be considered a ray of qi leaking from the long river of time. Although there are still many mystery, Ye Chen did not directly explode his body and exploded his eyes. His eyes were bleeding, and Ye Chen was almost blind.

Then the power of the virtual world surged, causing Ye Chen to recover quickly. The world he saw in his pupils was covered with a layer of blood shadow. When the blood shadow faded, it was obvious that there were spiritual butterflies flying in the world in the scroll.

"How did those spirit butterflies come from?"

Ye Chen said to himself, and saw the long river of time explode, and the surging water splashes turned into huge waves, as if they were about to scatter the turbid world and wash away the dust, mud and dirt, which might bring about a peaceful and prosperous era?

The waves rise and fall, subverting everything, white clouds and dwarfs, and the years of ancient and modern times are trembling. Could it be that the glorious ancient history are shaken?

The waves are the most vivid and brilliant past.

That seemed to be a myth, stirring up from the riverbed of those years, and the past that was originally buried in the mud, sand and gravel of the river were actually picked out. Could it be that there were pearls, and the dust was born, and it was about to shine brightly at this time?

In the next moment, waves swept into the sky and turned into a spirit butterfly.

The spirit butterfly bathes in the flowing light, looks brilliant, but it quickly disperses into ashes.

This is vanishing, the waves are interpreted, turning into traceless, and the mythical past mixed in them also turns into flowing smoke.

The past cannot be pursued, but it is being worn away little by little.

Ye Chen felt horrified in his heart. When he thought about it carefully, he found that the myths and legends he had seen from the waves had never heard of.

This may be Ye Chen's ignorance, or that past event has been erased from the years.

The myth is rotting quickly!

"Is it because of the great battle between practitioners that led to the destruction of heaven and earth? This is because the jealousy of heaven and earth, and that the past related to practitioners must be erased?"

"The glorious ancient history is going to be empty?"

If Ning Taohua hadn't talked about it in her words and said that this world still had a glorious past, Ye Chen would have never thought of it or guessed it thoroughly. He would probably think that this was a desert of practice, with the vast world, everything was still growing wildly, and the practice method was not complete, and he still needed to survive in the world.

Ye Chen was not confused about this. Having most of the glorious ancient history was cut off by God out of thin air, it had no effect on Ye Chen.

It seems that there is no need to care at this time, but the wave turns into a spiritual butterfly, which is inseparable from Ye Chen.

Waves are just appearances, essentially a concept of a mythical interpretation stripped out from the long river of time.

The waves floated up one by one, dispersed little by little, seemingly without any change or had no impact.

But in fact, water drops through the stone will produce amazing results, not to mention that those waves seem weak, but they can surge out from the long river of time and have their own incredible magnificent power.

The waves turn into spiritual butterflies, all decaying. In the end, when there are enough dead spiritual butterflies, the accumulated unwillingness and resentment rise, and the extreme death is called life. So many spiritual butterflies have not yet been able to bloom the glory of life, and they will wither quickly. Why don’t you hate the injustice of heaven and earth?

In self-repentance and hatred, there is a trace of embers from the ashes of the endless spirit butterflies. It is the convergence of all spirit butterflies. When the obsession is like a mountain and a sea, it will transform into the most incredible miracle in the world. Finally, in that death, the aura of life blooms.

A spirit butterfly, wearing the flame of death, flies against the light. It is born powerful, with a mountain-like body, majestic and majestic.

But the spirit butterfly is also special. There is no inch of flesh and blood on the body, and the white bones are crystal clear, naturally carved and full of beauty. They are spiritual butterfly and bone demons.
Chapter completed!