Symbiotic spores: billions of deduction, infinite evolution!

In the face of Ye An’s disdain.

The main god of the Weaver Spirit Clan was also completely furious.

From the beginning.

This human.

I always looked like I didn’t know what to call it.

Disdain.

Disregard.

Provocation.

Playing.

It’s like a giant on top.

Playing with a swarm of ants.

He……

There is no weaver race at all, flat!

“I won’t play with you anymore!”

“A god with little combat power.”

“There are more blessings from the power of foreign objects.”

“That’s all.”

Looking at the main god of the Weaver Spirit Clan who is about to attack.

Ye An smiled and said.

The next moment.

The body that had just condensed exploded instantly.

At the same time.

Below the Tree of Destiny.

Countless dark, densely packed climbing upwards.

These darknesses have substance.

It’s like countless bugs.

And each of these insects has Ye An’s consciousness.

This is the number of stars in the universe.

Much more than the dust in the desert.

These darknesses climb and frame each other.

Crazy rushing towards each other.

“Get out of here!”

See this terrifying scene.

The Lord God of the Weaver Spirit Clan shouted angrily.

Wielding weapons woven by fate.

Cut open a gap in a galaxy.

But the next moment.

Countless darkness breeds.

A moment more than just fills in the gap.

It completely surrounded the main god of the Weaver Spirit Race from all directions.

“Struggle!”

“Horror!”

“Listen to the whispers of your heart!”

Countless voices sounded.

Countless whispers made the Lord God of the Weaver Spirit Clan begin to have a nervous breakdown.

Even though she is so powerful.

But it is still impossible to resist the invasion of these sounds.

“Since you sincerely destroy my clan!”

“So…”

The Lord God of the Weaver Spirit Clan knows.

With the current self.

It can be difficult to break through.

But she’s not just herself!

And the Tree of Destiny.

The tree of destiny that absorbed the luck of the heavens and races for ten thousand years.

Although it is a pity that it was completely sacrificed.

But now, there is no other way.

The next moment.

The huge Tree of Destiny began to turn into wisps of filament.

Trapped every “Ye An” to death.

And then.

These filaments form into tiny balls.

Rely on each other.

Turned into a “desert” of the colors of fate!

And in these deserts.

Every grain of sand.

All contain a Ye An’s consciousness.

and a dark doppelganger of Ye An.

“Good means!”

“But it’s also convenient for me!”

The remaining Ye An said with a smile.

Seal?

The last thing he was afraid of was the seal!

But.

This time.

He did not escape.

It’s a nibble!

Keep eating these fates!

A combination of devouring divinity and infectious powers.

Let him directly and slowly gnaw off these fate seals.

“How could it be…”

“In that case…”

“Banished!”

Ye An, the main god of the Weaver Spirit Clan, did not expect it.

Ye An turned out to be so powerful!

These seals couldn’t even hold Ye An.

Instead, it became Ye An’s nourishment.

Can’t beat now.

There is no way to seal it.

Then only expulsion.

I saw that the remaining destinies began to converge and weave again.

A huge gate of destiny was revealed.

“Let fate take you to the end of time!”

The Lord God of the Weaver Spirit Clan said loudly.

The next moment.

The huge Gate of Destiny rushed directly over.

Ye An thought that he would be sucked in.

Unexpectedly, it was the other party who took the initiative to swallow himself.

“Interesting…”

“And the law of time is involved!”

“That’s not right… It is the law of fate that pries time! ”

“In this case, I want the power of fate even more!”

Ye An said with great anticipation.

The Law of Time.

He also wanted it for a long time.

But alas.

The Law of Time is harder to obtain than fate.

The only possible location is the Ruins of Time.

But his own doppelganger has gone and has broken off contact until now.

Right now.

Since the law of fate can pry time.

Then he has to obtain the power of destiny even more!

“If you want!”

“Go to the end of time and get it!”

“My Spirit Weaver Clan has absorbed ten thousand years of weather fortune, and all of it is used on you.”

“You should be honored!”

The Lord God of the Weaver Spirit Clan snorted coldly.

The next moment.

The Gate of Destiny flew swiftly.

Everything was swallowed up.

Time.

Everything is silent…

(Various problems with the website, today forced to divide into chapters, the word count of 17,000 is divided into seven chapters, and the refresh is delayed when adjusting the order of chapters…) ）