Created by Chance, Breaking the Bottleneck

In such a tug of war, there are more and more flower elves and grass elves in the wish space, and Yang Ling feels the magic of this creation more and more.

The bottleneck leading to the realm of creation is becoming more and more loose, and the source of the body is slowly flowing with the breath of creation. This is the level of life that is about to begin to evolve!

Instead, Yang Ling fell into a state of great joy and great ethereal spirit.

However, Yang Ling also knows that his background is too strong, it is impossible to break through the realm in this situation, he can only hope that the mysterious and mysterious creation breath born in the source can break the bottleneck.

Breaking the bottleneck does not mean that you can break through the realm on the spot, it just opens the door to a higher level. As for reaching a higher level, you still need the accumulation of energy.

In order to make this group of people work harder and loosen his bottleneck, Yang Ling opened a gap in the short-lived flower array.

At this moment, everyone can see that the terrifying power of Aoki is already attacking this handsome man's body protection!

He's going to die soon!

"Intensify your efforts and take him down!"

Duanmuguang saw that the short-lived hope was in front of him, but he roared directly. Good guy, everyone has tried their best to suckle, but if there is anything in the storage bag that can strengthen the Aoki ball, take it all. out!

Epiphany, that is something that the extreme wood sect believes in, something that needs to be won at all costs!

So many masters, under such crazy attacks at all costs, blue snow floated in the wish space.

The vitality of vegetation forms snowflakes floating in the entire wish space. In the forest, in the bamboo forest, and above the sea of ​​flowers, all kinds of beautiful vegetation elves are born one by one. The new ones are only the size of a palm, and they are all happy in the big forest running, flying.

Many plant elves gathered beside the great tree of life and danced together.

This is the scene of the birth of life, the most beautiful scene in the world.

A few people such as Yun Qinglan and Xuan Mengyao looked at such a beautiful scenery, and they all sighed in their hearts.

And Sister Xianzun, who was sitting cross-legged on Jingbi Mountain, was also full of smiles.

Creation, this moment seems to be at hand.

At a certain moment, Yang Ling's heart moved, and he felt that the bottleneck blocking his way to the Creation Realm had disappeared, and the road ahead was Kangzhuang Avenue!

Although the energy accumulated by himself is not enough to enter the Creation Realm, the bottleneck has disappeared, which means that as long as the energy is sufficient, the Saint Yuan is abundant, and the source is strong, he can enter the third heaven of the Holy Realm at any time, the Creation Realm!

Also, the 40 upgrade points that he has saved can be kept, so that he can hit the last realm of the holy realm, the fate of the catastrophe realm!

Once the calamity is over, it will be a day of soaring, stepping into the Immortal Stage, and will no longer be a human being, but an immortal!

"call……"

He let out a long breath,

Yang Ling's heart was at peace.

Now that the bottleneck has been broken and the vitality of the plants and trees in the wish space is sufficient, then the game is over.

With a thought in his mind, the flying Epiphyllums released a dazzling light, and at this moment, 129,600 Epiphyllums exploded completely!

Instant youth, snap your fingers to the old beauty!

Under the outbreak of the five thousand dragon power, the terrifying withered breath burst out, and the cyan ball that wrapped Yang Ling shriveled in an instant. At the same time, the power of withering spread rapidly. Directly turned into fly ash!

"what!"

Everyone was stunned and inexplicable. The next moment, they felt the terrifying and suffocating power of withering, including the Double Saints of the Extreme Wood Sect, almost at the same time, they spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Looking up with difficulty, I saw a young boy slowly walked out of the center of the power of withering storm.

At this moment, Yang Ling, Zhou Tian's epiphyllum is flying, and the withered storm is accompanied by his side. What a magnificent scene!

What existence is this!

What a man this is!

God-level wish system dominates all areas