sorcerer immortal

"This power..."

A faint sound sounded here.

The sound spread far away and rang in the minds of countless people, but different timbres spontaneously emerged and were automatically adjusted to the most suitable frequency.

Of course, in reality, this is not a sound at all, but the sound of the soul.

Facing Adier in the distance, the demon had a solemn expression at first, silently let go of the white deer in his hand, and released the trapped fairy lord.

In mid-air, the huge spirit-eating bird chirped softly, its sound rippling in the abyss world, causing changes in all directions.

The two figures faced each other head-on, and the pure power of the soul began to collide.

Chapter 849 The World Tree

Huge soul powers collided here and exploded at this moment.

They are obviously two figures with extremely different body shapes, but at this moment they can face each other.

Adier stood quietly on the ground, maintaining the form of an elf without any change.

In terms of size alone, compared with the existence in front of him, his body is extremely small, like a speck of dust in the sea, extremely small.

But in such a small body, there is a strong sense of existence emerging at this moment.

That was not deliberate, but a breath infection that emanated naturally.

Although such a small figure, compared with the original demon in front of him, it does not look inferior at all.

In an instant, a gleam of light began to emerge.

In the mid-air, a little bit of light kept ringing, like sparks, looking very bright and beautiful.

That is the spark of law.

It's just the breath collision between the two, intertwined and entangled in the midair at this moment, the power and law breath spontaneously collided, emitting a strong breath.

The power of terror is overflowing.

At the microcosmic level invisible to ordinary people, immeasurably huge particles are surging, like two distinct seas, and at this moment they begin to rippling and roaring.

The breeze blew past gently, blowing Adier's sleeves.

Standing quietly on the ground, his face was calm, and his extremely handsome face was full of peace. At this moment, he slowly raised his head and looked at the original demon in front of him.

Observing the life in front of him from his perspective, the scenery he can feel is completely different from that of ordinary people.

In his eyes, the original demon in the distance stands quietly. Its entire body is not pure flesh and blood, but a highly condensed body of law and origin, not flesh and blood in the eyes of mortals.

The external form is not its true face, it is just the creation of the power of the mind.

The seventh level exists, and perhaps there is also an external body. The strength of the blood and body can still be relied on, and it can be used to exert terrifying power.

But after reaching the eighth level, the external form is no longer important.

The so-called blood vessels and body are just a bunch of pure structures at this moment, and they can be changed at any time as long as they are willing.

At this level, the only thing that can restrain this existence is one's own mind.

What you think you are is what your body looks like.

Just like the existence of demons.

The body of a demon is formed by the joint action of the soul and the power of the mind.

In the process of growing up, any fluctuation of one's own emotions will change one's body and turn one's body into another appearance.

The spiritual power of the eighth-level existence is also similar to this, but it is even more transcendent.

"The seventh level is the law, and the eighth level is the soul..."

Looking at the original demon in the distance, Adier nodded, feeling a flash in his heart.

Under the gaze of Chimudan and others behind him, he continued to walk forward, taking every step very slowly.

However, although he walked very slowly, his steps were very steady, and each step seemed to be on a unique node, giving people a unique feeling.

In the eyes of ordinary demons, he might actually be walking.

But in the eyes of Qi Mudan and others, this is not the case.

As Adil approached, they seemed to see a majestic and sacred world exuding emerald brilliance unfolding, and they were walking slowly forward at this moment.

The sound made by every step is not a real footstep, but the pulse of the world.

The whole world started to pulse.

A change gradually began to take place in the world.

In the world, the surrounding environment slowly began to change. The abyss land, which was clearly red, suddenly became bright and vibrant at this moment.

Countless souls felt the breath of the brand new world, and it slowly came out from under the earth.

Those were the soul fragments accumulated in the abyss world for countless years. At this moment, as Adier approached, all of them spontaneously emerged and rushed to Adir's body.

A stalwart, boundless phantom of the World Tree began to emerge, exuding a clear breath, and a branch slowly drooped, as if supporting a sunny day and white clouds, causing the entire abyss world to begin to change color.

"That is......"

Looking at the ancient tree in front of them, Qi Mudan and others changed their colors: "It's so powerful..."

"The first tree hidden in the emerald world, he has really come to this point..."

The fairy lord turned pale, and retreated from the front, looking at the figure of Adier in front, his face looked a little complicated at this moment.

The first tree, this is the origin of the Emerald World.

Legend has it that in ancient times, a world tree rushed out of a boundary sea, landed on a certain location, absorbed power from all directions, and slowly turned into an emerald world.

The body of the world tree turned into the emerald world, but its soul descended into the body and transformed into the original emerald mother.

This is one of the legends about the Emerald World, and it is also the most reliable moment among many legends.

Throughout the ages, there have been many legends in the world, but as seventh-order existences, they themselves are part of the legends, so they naturally know a lot about the so-called legends.

The same goes for Legends of the Emerald World.

As former comrades-in-arms of the Emerald Mother, they knew in their hearts that the legend about the World Tree was not false, but true.