The sea water is controlled by Wang Yu, the darkness is Rumia herself, and the ocean that occupies sixty percent of the existence of this life has become the power of the monster sage, he raised his hand upward, aiming at the continent not far away, and the snake tail that appeared at some point swayed gently with the current behind him.

An Yangjun rose rapidly in the sea, and the land also rose rapidly. It quickly broke away from the sea and floated in the air, the stars that had been distant and unseen in the past were now close at hand, and life was panicked and frightened, they didn't know what was happening, they were just worried about the unknown upheaval that had swept the world.

Soon, they won't have to worry anymore.

The scene of Anyang Jun holding up the continent was projected from the sky.

Wang Yu stood on the surface of the sea that had turned into endless black water, surrounded by nine clouds. This was his limit, he could only accumulate nine clouds at most, and he couldn't use their power himself.

But Kai Yuelin can.

The blonde girl who lives in Jiaolu Terrace looks up at the sky, and she can see the world through Wang Hao's eyes. Qi Yuelin smiled skillfully and asked playfully:

"Brother, you actually guessed what Qingyun is, right?"

There was a faint golden light in Wang Hao's right eye, and he was fighting against the Creator, but instead of dreaming of happiness that came true, he smiled bitterly.

"You told me plainly at the beginning of our meeting, how could I forget?"

"The so-called Qingyun is actually the authority of the Creator. ”

In the past, Qingyun was interpreted as a collection of positive concepts such as good luck and joy, and in a sense, it cannot be miscalculated. But this is only the one-sided nature of Qingyun, creatures will always crave better things, and Qingyun will satisfy them slightly, like using a gun as a club. The white clouds are not really water mist, but an intuitive expression of all the possibilities of the particles that make up the bottom layer of the world. If it can bring out its essence and use it correctly, Qingyun will not only bring good luck, but also make people ...... Omnipotent.

This may have been the influence of Wang's deep obsession with the Creator, which allowed him to plunder power from his enemies. However, he only snatched the fragments of power, but did not have the method or key to use it. In his previous life, he got the administrator account, but he didn't know the account password.

Qi Yuelin is the key, the password.

So when she threw herself into the Spring and Autumn Dream, Wang Yu could no longer let her go.

"So brother, what are you going to do with me? Save the world, or resurrect Cangyun?"

"I want them all. ”

Wang Yu stared at the land in the sky, which obscured most of the light, casting shadows. Wang Hao can see every posture of every living being in the world, pain, pleading, confusion, fear, excitement, excitement, and even many people pray sincerely to the image of An Yangjun spontaneously formed in the air. It was just a spontaneous projection of Wang Hao's theft of the sovereignty of creation, but it made countless people believe that he was the only true god in the world, and they knelt on the ground and shouted "Judgment is coming!", and some people waved rudimentary bat-winged icons and murmured feverishly:

[In the beginning, there was emptiness and chaos, the source was dark, and the spirit of God walked above the waters......]

He no longer paid attention to these ignorant mortals, who had been driven mad by fear and the unknown. Wang Yu's left hand was held high to support the land, and the five fingers of his right hand were slowly clenched into a fist and closed around his waist, when his fingers were closed, the boundless clouds around his body set off a tornado and rushed to his fingers, Qingyun was stimulated by the power of Qi Yuelin, colliding, squeezing, activating, and gradually turning into pure white light.

"It's just that before I can welcome her back, I have to clear the world of dangers. ”

Wang Yu's face gradually blurred, only eyes and runes remained on his face, and a snake tail several times longer was dragging under the white robe, but his voice was full of laughter.

[Although the love between bamboo and bats is not bad, I still prefer two people to get along. 】

Including Qingyun, who never appeared in the past in the Spring and Autumn Dream, the last wisp of mist finally poured into Wang Hao's palm, and after a while, he took it seriously and said word by word:

[Robbery, Cloud, Roar.] 】

As the faceless white shadow's right palm pushed forward, the pillar of light struck straight towards the suspended continent. The land is falling apart, endless lives are in ruins, people are crying and wailing, birds and beasts are running in panic, but there is no point, when their foothold is destroyed, no matter where they flee, only destruction waits.

Wang Hui saw all this, he now looked at the world like watching a landscape ball in his hand, he firmly remembered the destruction and pain he had caused, but he only remembered, he did not have any emotional fluctuations about it. Guilt, self-blame, pain, helplessness, no waves, only empty peace.

In order to destroy the connection between the Creator and the world, in order to find a glimmer of life for himself and others, and in order to be able to give Cangyun a stable living environment, this is completely necessary. In the past, Wang Hui once wanted to go home, and after getting the watch, he also wanted to travel the world, but these thoughts disappeared after Cangyun's death. This is Cangyun's world, so it's his world. He is the inhabitant of this world. He is a monster sage, an Yang Jun, a Fuyi Taoist, Mr. Yakumo, a promoter of world development, and the devil who destroys mountains and rivers.

He is Wang Yu.

Wang Yu heard the sound of glass shattering, the indestructible glass cover of the landscape ball finally showed cracks, the space that was once clearly and closely combined at a glance was divided into several parts under Anyang Jun's rough modification, the matter did not evenly accompany the space with the waves, the complete earth finally exploded, the aftermath shattered the sun, moon and stars in the sky, the flames poured out from the sun, scorching everything, refining matter into fiery molecules, and the universe became a rapidly expanding fragile balloon.

Wang turned the ocean upside down and poured it on it, causing the gas to cool and matter to settle, and they were pulled by their respective gravitational pulls, touching each other, turning into countless irregular and ugly spheres. The darkness spread out of its own will, gently enveloping the newborn planet, embracing them in its arms and protecting them.

Except for those who are strong enough but still walk in the world, those weak beings who have been deprived of the ability to practice have not survived.

But An Yangjun's rewriting is not over yet.

He gave different attributes to the many parallel spaces that had been fragmented, classifying the concepts into categories, so that the space could be stable and develop on its own. Wang Yu looked around at the many celestial bodies in the universe, and there was a little more nostalgia in his voice.

[If I could travel through the universe of my previous life, maybe I would be able to see this scene.] 】

What are you going to do next?】

The six-winged Rumia condensed her figure from the darkness, and she stood beside Wang Yu and looked around, also showing a little sigh of embarrassment.

[Next up...... Time. 】