Chapter 518 Mingran, Controlling Fate and Trampling on Cause and Effect.

"I..."

Ye Yan was about to say something.

But the woman seemed to have guessed his thoughts and interrupted him in advance.

"Isn't it easy for you to deal with the Word Spirit?"

There was a hint of ridicule in the woman's words.

But more of it was trust and affirmation of Ye Yan.

Hearing the woman's words, he nodded and stepped into the ancient teleportation array.

However, the woman who was very confident in Ye Yan just now, denied him with the next words.

"You won't succeed this time"

The jade cicada in the woman's hair suddenly broke, and the liquid moonlight condensed from the star marrow gushed out from the crack and flowed into the teleportation array.

"Your mother will go to the elf kingdom - this is [Ming Ran]."

When the taboo word fell to the ground, the entire sea of ​​flowers suddenly faded into a black and white silent film.

The blood mist around Ye Yan was steaming, and the mist outlined the appearance of his mother being pierced by the star marrow vines in the air.

The divine words of the contract on the woman's gilded robe lit up one by one, projecting the shadow of the twelve layers of bronze code in the void.

"The so-called destiny."

Her fingertips slid across the boiling river of the star marrow, and the river water suddenly reflected the ancient battlefield--

The demon kings stood on the sea of ​​corpses and blood, holding the still beating dragon heart of the current Elf King in their hands.

"It is the dead knot burned by the star core on the chain of cause and effect, and it is the ice of fate that the law of the contract cannot melt."

Destiny, the fate that cannot be changed.

It is the racial talent born from the strongest king.

It is the culmination of fate and cause and effect.

Such a powerful racial talent determines the probability of awakening this racial talent.

One in a billion.

And there happened to be one elf in this world, who was also the second owner of the racial talent [Destiny] in history.

The sea of ​​flowers began to collapse into a Mobius ring, and Ye Yan was shocked to find that every petal under his feet was printed with the face of his mother at different times.

The youngest phantom was holding his swaddling clothes, and the three-life pupils unique to the fateful had already appeared between the baby's eyebrows.

When the woman said "a one in a billion probability", the phantoms suddenly murmured in unison:

"But we happened to meet the second awakener in history."

"Even so, we still have to go?"

The woman's question resonated with the heaven and earth.

When the boy turned around, the phantoms of twelve time and space overlapped in his pupils into a brilliant star ring:

"The day I was born, this world was 'inevitable' for me."

"Never did it, and then I will only call it fate, this is not my-"

At this point, Ye Yan paused, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes that was not like a machine.

"Choose!"

When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with determination.

Seeing Ye Yan's behavior, reaction.

The woman suddenly laughed softly, and the laughter shattered three thousand causal threads.

The crescent birthmark behind her ear oozed star sand, condensing into an angel-shaped puppet in the air:

"Then kill all those apostles of God."

The wings of the puppet suddenly spread out, revealing the contract worms wriggling inside.

"They live by devouring star marrow, and every feather of the wing is a solidified fatalism."

The brilliance of the teleportation array reached its peak at this moment, and Ye Yan saw his shadow splitting--

When he was young, he saw his mother's figure leaving before he finally fainted, and when he was eighteen, he cut off the fate spinning thread that was entangled with the world tree.

When the light completely engulfed the vision, the woman's last whisper mixed with star marrow poured into the cochlea:

"Remember, my name is Ainaya."

Countless star sands gathered between her lips and teeth into the phantom of the Book of Wisdom.

"In the space-time rift torn by the first generation of destiny, someone called me. Paradox itself."

The moment the array pattern closed, Ye Yan saw the horrifying truth--

The so-called teleportation light was clearly billions of star marrow elves gnawing at the space-time membrane.

What was moving in their abdomens was a mixture of the gentle face of a woman and the tears of a mother at the end of her life.

At the end of the light, the twelve "Ye Yans" who were chained by the contract of life were slowly turning around.

The star marrow blades in their hands were aimed at the throat of this time and space.

Then, when he came out.

This memory was eaten.

At this moment, standing on the sea of ​​flowers, Ennaya narrowed her eyes slightly, as if recalling some wonderful and distant memories:

". Still failed."

. . .

Deep in the Shenyun Forest, the veins of the thousand-year-old trees suddenly flowed with emerald fluorescence.

The elf princess stepped barefoot on the broken moonlight moss on the ground, and the stardust vines entangled in her silver hair suddenly rustled.

She looked up at the shadow left when Ye Yan dissipated, and the amber pupils reflected the magic tide behind Victoria.

"Let's go!"

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one look!

After the Elf Princess finished speaking, she faced Victoria's anger.

"Where did you take my child!"

Boom!

A deafening roar, the ground shook violently again.

Countless blue roots pierced the earth.

The crowns of the entire forest cried at the same time, and the roots of the thousand-year-old trees tore through the rock layer and soared into the sky.

The tree trunks wrapped with starlight reached the clouds.

They held up the blue sky and white sun, and the huge leaves held bright stars.

The scene was as magnificent and beautiful as a myth, and it was indescribable.

When the first silver oak leaf began to fall, the sky was cut into a wound with star sand flowing.

However, facing this, the Elf Princess was not afraid at all.

"My words——"

The Elf Princess suddenly stood on tiptoe and danced, and the ground where her toes touched bloomed with ice crystal lotuses.

"This place is a hundred miles in radius."

When she turned around, the star dust vines in her hair suddenly exploded and turned into a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

"This is the place where the devil is dead!"

After she finished speaking, Victoria was shocked to find that the magic power condensed on her fingertips was flowing backwards, and those ancient trees that covered the sky and the sun shrank and curled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the leaves holding up the divine bones were still falling, and the burning stars burned black cracks in the night sky.

The Elf Princess suddenly opened her arms, and twelve interlaced and rotating star rings appeared behind her.

Those falling stars suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then gathered in her palm like pilgrims.

When the 2,300th divine bones condensed into mountains, the veins of the entire forest wailed under the heavy burden.

"Does it look good?"

"Boom!"

Another thunderclap, in the darkness, a silver-white light suddenly burst out, stinging everyone's eyes.

"Crack--"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, a thick and strong thunderbolt struck straight down and hit the silver-white mountain.

"Boom--"

The mountain was broken, and the dust filled the whole earth.

When the smoke gradually dissipated, the elf princess showed a meaningful smile.

"Don't worry, your child is fine, but it will take at least some time to come back."

The elf princess said lightly.

But Victoria showed a surprised expression, and then her face was solemn.

"I have seen your ability just now in someone very similar to you."

"Ah, you are that little guy!"

"It's normal, because we are all borrowing the power that should be immortal." (End of this chapter)