The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

In his hand, the law was changed, and a purple-golden formation was thrown out by Ye Zhen, hovering and rotating close to the ground.

The next moment, almost the entire planet's dissipated life energy began to gather towards it.

Jianguang flickered beside him, and Ye Luo was let out of the conscience of a Luo skirt.

After coming to this world, Zhixin Jianye really did not put in the ring, but a Tibetan sword like a body. She knew most of what happened in the outside world and naturally knew what happened recently.

"The fourth generation of priest sword poetry meets the conscience!" Sword poetry hurriedly salutes to the conscience, and the portraits left behind in the dossier are the sword **** Ye Zhen and the sword **** Ye Zhen.

"You two are defending the law for me, and nothing should be near," Ye Zhen whispered.

"It's the master (Master Sword God)" The second daughter took command.

The process of absorbing vitality lasted for three months, until the vitality of the entire planet decreased to the level of the normal life planet.

With the expansion of the gathered life energy, the frontal array has reached a diameter of nearly 20,000 meters. It is so large that Ye Zhen was surprised that the life energy has gathered into a blue green light ball with a diameter of nearly 10,000 meters!

Staring at the extreme energy of life had a huge impact on the surrounding space.

Indeed, although the energy of life is the mildest of all energies, to this extent it is still very scary. For example, although a steamed bun can satisfy hunger, it can also kill people if they eat too much.

"drink!"

With a light drink, the power of the soul is released instantly. Something special is that Ye Zhen's innate spiritual power is purple-gold, but the power of the soul is bright golden and releases indescribable imperial power and mysterious breath.

The solid power of the soul condenses into the golden light snake that burrows into the sky above the huge energy ball that makes people tremble physically and mentally.

After a while, Daodao Green Light Group dropped like a drop of water on the huge normal array below.

After these "water drops" fell into the array, a burst of transformation eventually turned into an individual!

Both men and women are young and mature, without children and old people.

The moment these people appeared, their closed eyes suddenly opened, without the slightest confusion, and they knelt down and worshiped Ye Zhenji, "Thank you God for giving me life!"

Ye Zhen ignored the dozens of people right now, but the next moment, the turquoise green light cluster dripped from the huge light sphere of life energy, just blinking, and ten thousand people appeared in this huge 20,000 meters in diameter. Above the matrix.

"More of my God gives me life!" Ten thousand people knelt together, and the sound of shouts gathered into a long wave of sound echoing.

"Retreat quickly!" Ye Zhen drank softly, his voice echoing almost throughout the planet.

"Yes!"

Ten thousand people began to migrate and left the French Front.

With the pace of 10,000 people leaving, the rain of life continued to drip again, and eventually the planet of life completely disappeared, confidant, Ye Zhen has created more than 120,000 new lives!

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered here in the plain, and could not see the end.

Ye Zhen was out of breath, even if the power of the soul and its power was so strong, it could not be recovered in such a short time.

suddenly! Like the waves, starting from the first row of new life closest to Ye Zhen, 120,000 people fell to the ground by accident.

"Thank God for giving me life!"

The sound of the screaming with all their strengths set off an instant of endless smoke and dust, only to make people's ears roar. In the end, these sounds converged into a conviction and fell into Ye Zhen's body. A big step.

These new lives created by the power of Ye Zhen's spirit and Ye Zhen have some kind of mysterious and mysterious connection, and none of them has full potential and the soul stares.

The shouting gathered into the purest faith that began to feed back the power of the soul of Ye Jun, not only returned to its peak state in a short time, but even broke through!

"From now on, this seat will take refuge, etc., here you can rest and rest in this star!" Ye Zhen said calmly.

"As of today, this star is called the sword **** star, and everyone is a sword **** star!"

"Observe my God's order!" Twelve thousand people shouted again in unison.

"This ... this ..." The sword poet who had witnessed it all was in extreme shock, and finally the whole person became stupid.

"We are back more than 30,000 years ago. This place is the sword **** star. Our civilization was born from here, and you are not the third generation Chinese priest, but the first generation sword priest!"

Ye Zhen whispered back to the sword poetry, and when he saw the dark golden jade and the dissipated life energy, and the sword poetry who returned to the world with him 30,000 years ago, Ye Zhen understood everything!

This is the last time Sword God appeared. The people of Sword God were indeed created by him. Everything that should happen will happen, because after five thousand years, he will appear on this planet!

Ye Zhen didn't know how to change all this. What happened after five thousand years of his own appearance, but now everything, apart from being unable to accompany the four ladies at all times, Ye Zhen didn't want to change anything else.

"But ... if I am the first generation of high priests, I haven't brought the scroll of inheritance." Jian Shi still can't believe it. He is actually in the records of the Chinese civilization. Five thousand years of legendary high priest!

Hearing that Ye Zhen flipped his right hand, the pair of depressions that had been written in Doula mainland appeared in his hands, and at this moment, the handwriting on it was receding and replaced by a portrait of one person and one sword!

Putting the scroll in the hands of the **** of poems of the gods, Ye Zhen stood by his hands, looking at the people who “manufactured” himself in front of the tens of thousands, and whispered, “I once said that a person's voice is a circle. The end result Is back to the origin "

"I can't see myself, but I can see you. This thing will be your magic weapon in the future. It will gather your soul when you are in danger, and rebuild your body when you have enough energy."

"And as far as I know, you have no father and no mother. When you were born, a vision of heaven fell. When a thunder fell, you appeared on Huaxia Star, and you still held the scroll of inheritance in your arms."

"So, I am the first Chinese high priest, and then died after 5000 years because of resistance to alien aggression. The soul was absorbed by the scroll of inheritance. Finally, the body was reunited after 20,000 years, and it will be born again after 5,000 years. Encounter Lord Sword God, and then follow Lord Sword God back to 30,000 years ago, and become the first high priest again? "Jian Shi felt that his head was about to crack, and even some collapsed.

"Hey..."

Ye Zhen sighed and looked at the little girl in front of her. "This is a reincarnation, it is your reincarnation. At the beginning of the Chinese civilization, it led the people through the most difficult 5,000 years, and then the soul slumbered for 20,000 years, and it ended after rebirth The Chinese star continued for 5,000 years *, and then I came to 30,000 years ago and continued the beginning of reincarnation. "

"boom!"

Sword poetry kneeling on both knees, worshipping Ye Zhen deeply. "Sword poetry is honored, Lord Jian Sword God should not be sad for Sword God, can work for Lord Sword God, can lead Chinese civilization to glory, Sword poetry is willing to be in This reincarnation! "

To be honest, Ye really was a bit sad. Even so, the birth of sword poetry was a mystery, but like other Chinese stars, sword poetry can be sure that it was absolutely from his own hands!

Every Chinese star can be said to be Ye Zhen's half child, but ... the endless reincarnation is too cruel for the little girl in front of her.

"That being the case ..." Ye Zhen glanced at Jian Shi's poem, shook hands into claws, and pulled out the soul of Jian Shi's part directly.