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Ye Zichin is confused, it is confused, I don't know what to do?

He looked at the front of his eyes, like a soul, just sitting like this.

In the mind, the past scene flashed, just like a movie.

It is said that people will be traced away from their lives before they die, and now he has begun to recall their own life.

The strength of the body has been completely decomposed, with a horrible speed.

The flesh of Ye Zichuan gradually lost his gloss and started to dry it.

He has appeared old, wrinkled to the cheek.

Is it his end point here?

What is the words of ? If this is a test, it is too cruel, it is a dead trap.

Ye Zichin is chaotic, sitting here for several years.

At this moment, his Shenhai has become a small lake, which loses the power of nine-nine.

His whole person has become very unparalleled, and the black black and thick hair has become white, and the whole person has experienced hundreds of thousands of drafts, the old incredible.

He really reached the point of oil, only the leather bag bones, the flesh and blood didn't even have a lot of black spots, and the head is sitting there, like it is completely dead.

At this time, Ye Zhou did not know that Li Changye has been completely crazy.

He looked at the changes before and after Ye Zhi, and they watched Ye Zhou trapped in a virtual space, but it could not force.

boom! boom!

Li Chang Night bombarded the void again, but it was completely useless. The void is like being cast, and he cannot break it with him.

Jade Qiong also shot, her strength is stronger, but she still can't shake the space here.

This is the space opened by the heavens, which is brought by their greatness, even if it is an quasi-level, you can't break.

Li Chang Night's face is gloomy and terrible, making a wild beast-like low, but why do you have a lot of power, it still has no choice.

Yu Qiong looked at the dry figure, and it was also sighful in his heart, some regret.

In the virtuous space, Ye Zhou's heartbeat has not been.

The fire of his life is left only, even if it is afraid to blow up.

And his Shenhai has been completely dry, there is no drop of power.

In the brain, the Shentai is bleak, and the gods sitting above are not glorious, such as a Changming God light, now I am going out.

Is this the end of life?

Is this the feeling of death?

Ye Zhou clearly feels all the changes in his body, the feeling of power, weakness and weakness, let him have a desperate.

Despair, no choice but to go back to day.

How many creatures are like this to die in the long river, I will feel the death, but I can't do anything.

"If my soul can be reincarnated, I don't know what it will be?"

At the last moment, he suddenly took out such a thought.

But everything is not related to him.

Even if his soul reincarnation, it will be washed away, re-decompose into soul factors, and then reorganized, aggregate, will become a new soul, completely without his existence.

He seems to see a circle, no starting point, no end, all the life of the spirit and death, all in this round.

There is life, and there is also life birth.

But everything is constant, the power of the soul is so much, has not increased, and there is no reduction.

This is the original power.

Everything is born from the original, everything is attributed to the original.

In the Ye Zichuan, his fire is only a little Mars. It is like the Mars that is burned out of the firewood, and is like a Mars born when the drill is fired. It is so poor.

But in the darkness and virtual, this Mars is extremely eye-catching.

It is burning, luminating, emitting his own light and heat, even if it is so tight, so, even if it is a breath, it will turn it out, but it is still tenacious.

The surrounding dark spread, I want to completely swallow this Mars.

But it never succumbed, with the darkness against the dark, did not go out.

I don't know how long it has, Mars suddenly looked up, and it has grown, and the radiating is more bright.

In the dark and virtual, it seems to have something slowly gather, and come to Mars.

Mars's rays are getting brighter, with continuous gathering, a small flame appears here.

Schelet swaying, illuminating a small space.

Millennium dark room, one lamp is clear.

The flame is more flashed, from the flame to the flame, become a fire, and finally become a fire dragon, dispersing all the darkness.

Like time, the long river is reversed, and the light is reversed.

Sitting there, the leaves of the low-headed leaf began to change.

The white hair of his head is dyed by ink, it becomes dark, becoming dense.

The dry flesh is congested, and the body is like a river river, the flesh is full.

His body is in a strong vitality.

The outside world, Li Chang Night, widened, his fist was tight, and a hanging heart was completely released.

His nose was sour, he thought that Ye Zichuan was really dead.

Sure enough, Ye Zhuan is still the leaf of the leaf, will never be disappointing.

Yuxiong's scorpion bloomed with glory, staring at the young man who reproided over, fell.

In such a state, no one can see that Ye Zichuan is really dead.

But now, how did he live again, how did you do it?

No one tells them answers.

Ye Zhou is sitting in the knee, and the body is blooming. He is clear, and even a root is clear, each is like a jade, crystal clear.

There is a strong force in his body in the raging, and the sea is also reopened.

Among the virtual, the original energy of the silk came together, and finally became a river, all of them were filled with him, integrated into his body.

"Clended space ..."

I don't know why, the heart of Ye Zichuan flashed such a thought.

Although he did not have to go to the sky, he was able to determine that the original energy here is from that space.

His Shenhai has recovered rapidly, and several breathing time returned to the peak period.

But still still stopped.

With the continuous filling of the original energy, these energy will soon be refined into the power, gather in Shenhai, let his God are still expanding.

This scene is a daze, I don't know how he refines.

Shenhai, Bridge, Five Dirty, Yuan God, Ye Zichuan's body has gradually disappeared, and there is only one ray in the same place, like countless particles.