In the mysterious nothingness.

At this time, Yang Limin's own self-awareness had reached its limit. Even if the illusionary elf girl was in line with her, her self-awareness was on the verge of collapse and was about to completely disappear.

"The five innate powers are unified, how should I promote its reverse evolution?"

"Did I really have no chance to ask Selia for money?"

Thinking of this question, she couldn't help but sigh helplessly, completely helpless.

This seems to be an inexplicable extreme shackle, and it has reached its peak.

It's far from what she can touch now.

"Are you going to die?"

"But I'm so unwilling to accept it..."

In a daze, her self-consciousness was on the verge of collapse and dissipation, Yang Limin felt that she had another strange auditory hallucination because of her obsession.

The familiar voice seemed to echo in my ears.

"Must... remember me!"

It was at this moment.

A magnificent and mysterious information flow surged in Yang Limin's self-awareness and became the driving force for her to evolve in the reverse direction to the last step, allowing her to forcibly break through the terrifying and terrifying extreme shackles.

"Boom..."

The illusory Yuan Chuwu Tai is presented one after another, surrounding Yang Liming's self-awareness.

With the blessing of that terrifying and mysterious information flow, she felt that she could do everything and knew everything. Subconsciously, she wanted to deduce the last unfinished step of reverse evolution.

Wherever the will arrive, the five great powers are in harmony.

An indescribable mysterious fluctuation broke out, forcibly breaking through the shackles of the last extreme peak.

Set foot on the oldest and most primitive one.

That is... Origin·Hongmeng!

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When the illusory world constructed by Yang Limin himself evolved in reverse the first ray of Hongmeng purple qi.

The terrifying vision of the Great Dao and the terrifying destruction and killing disaster were born at the same time.

The world of heaven, the endless sky, spans ancient and modern times, the future and present, covering endless multidimensional dimensions. The mysterious purple mist appears silently out of thin air, without a distance, mysterious and unpredictable, as if it has everlasting forever, and always the same.

You cannot find your trace or your source.

A powerful god and demon tried to deduce their traces and origins, and the blood suddenly blew up, and then exploded, and then died.

There are also ultimate creatures who look at the endless mysterious purple mist, silent and look solemn.

There seemed to be a sigh of relief in a faint manner.

"There is no vague variable, it appears..."

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This moment.

Yang Limin felt that her self-awareness was so clear and powerful, as if she could do anything.

"Crack...!"

Suddenly, a strange sound of shattering sounded.

She felt a palpitations of despair inexplicably, as if a disaster was coming, and at the same time she felt a comfortable warmth, as if she was returning to the mother's womb, full of tranquility and tranquility.

In the hazy, she felt as if she had hallucinations.

She saw Selia wearing a white and green skirt, smiling gently at her, leaning against the elves holy tree behind her, withering and withering, as if she had reached the end of her life in an instant.

"Cialia? Why are you here?"

Yang Limin asked in confusion, but she received no response.

Because she saw that terrifying and deep cracks appeared on the illusory Cialia and the Elf Holy Tree, making Cialia look like a smashed porcelain doll, and was forcibly bonded together with glue.

Just then.

The scene in front of me, which seemed real and illusory, dissipated out of thin air like a mirror flower, water and moon.

Inexplicably, a sense of sadness and pain arose in her heart.

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The same moment.

In the infinite time stage and the endless multivariate void dimension, no matter what world or universe, including the outside world, scarlet blood rain suddenly fell, and ghosts cried and howled incessantly.

All the heavens are in sympathy, and all sentient beings are lost.

The sadness and pain are filled with the hearts of every creature, making them unforgettable for a long time.

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When the scene that seemed real and illusory in front of me disappeared out of thin air.

Yang Limin suddenly felt that the terrifying death disaster she had premonitioned before also disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared, but the wisp of the origin of Hongmeng purple aura that lingers in her self-consciousness seemed to remind her silently at all times.

Just now, something really happened.

"What happened? What did I forget?" In a daze of self-consciousness, Yang Limin always felt that she seemed to have forgotten something, but if she could not remember it, she could not remember it.

There is only one vague name "Syria Klumin", and there is a little impression.

But she is still slowly forgotten.

"No, I don't want to forget this name!"

"Absolutely not forgotten!"

Yang Limin whispered and tried her best to do anything, but she could not stop the name from being slowly forgotten.

Suddenly, the wisp of Yuanchu Hongmeng purple aura that lingers in her self-consciousness trembled slightly, imprinting the name, and then this wisp of Yuanchu Hongmeng purple aura began to completely merge with her own self-consciousness and become one.

The next moment!

Endless purple air of Hongmeng gushed out from her self-consciousness, as magnificent as a brilliant galaxy.

Many rules and orders of the great Dao were trembling and roaring, and were pulled in, and they were truly manifested in this mysterious nothingness. The rules and orders of the three thousand ways were used as the Tao bones and tendons, and the Hongmeng purple qi as the flesh and membrane.

The body and soul of a brand new terrifying special physique are being condensed and evolved, and are being nurtured and born.

A mysterious Taoist cocoon filled with purple air appeared out of thin air here.

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I don't know how long it has passed.

It seems as long as the years are, passing by in a hurry, and it seems to be so short that it is incredible, not even a single birth and death.

The purple cocoon that existed in the mysterious nothingness suddenly heard from the inside a crisp "cracking" sound, and clear cracks spread across the surface of the purple cocoon.

The faint purple mist is like light shining in it, like water surging.

Moment is like eternity, eternity is like moment.

A woman's arm, which was extremely white and tender, tried her best to find out from the crack of the broken purple cocoon. At the same time, there was a terrifying and vigorous breath of life, like a congenital god and demon lying dormant in it.

Not long after.

Another white and tender slender arm squeezed out from another tiny crack.
Chapter completed!