The two children had finally found their companions, some born of fire, some born of water, and some ......

But after all, the heavens and the earth are vast and vast, even if they are a wisp of divine consciousness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I can't see all the mysteries, and these few people are really nothing compared to them.

When the little girl finally grows into a girl, she still feels lonely even though she has an older brother to accompany her.

She separated herself from the aura of her companions and gave it to everything on the earth.

Day after day, those clay puppets made by her skillful hands were also impregnated with aura and opened up their spiritual wisdom.

Demon race, fairy race, human race, demon race......

Heaven and earth are no longer lonely.

Or, heaven and earth are never lonely, but only gods.

As the days go by, the peace will eventually be broken.

The gods are only born in response to the Heavenly Dao and are part of the Heavenly Dao, but they are not equal to the Heavenly Dao.

The person who truly opened the world has long been integrated with the Heavenly Dao, no longer exists, and exists forever.

Therefore, even the gods have joys, sorrows, joys, good and evil, and desires in their hearts.

The root of all the turmoil comes from the earth-shattering battle of the gods.

The few gods who were there were almost all involved.

Under their mana, the rules set by Pangu were almost subverted, landslides, earth cracks, strong winds, tsunamis......

In the end, even the sky collapsed and crumbled.

Shortly after birth, the various races, who were still in their infant stage, watched all this with horror and awe.

In the face of the power of the gods, they had no ability to resist or dissuade, and could only tremble.

Awakening from the chaos, she experienced a long period of darkness and witnessed the tragedy of Pangu's martyrdom.

In my heart, I have an indescribable admiration for this giant who stands up to the sky.

However, the world he had established, the order he had established, had been gradually eroded in the long years since.

As gods, the gods succumb to their own heart's desires.

And so chaos ensued.

And Pangu is long gone.

Qing Qian sighed silently.

Everything ends with the co-workers crashing into the Buzhou Mountain.

It was as if a piece of blood exploded in front of him, and the heavens and the earth shook violently, and then gradually collapsed.

The roar and roar that came out of nowhere, like a huge whirlpool, almost swept everything in.

Even Qing Qian was inevitably subjected to a violent impact, even if she was just a touch of consciousness now.

Before that, she had forgotten about her situation.

She even forgot where she was and what she was doing before she came here.

From the moment Pangu opened the world, she was unconsciously attracted by this magnificent scene, and watched it all the way as a bystander.

She thought that she could continue to watch until the end of heaven and earth, and the moment of chaos was ushered in again.

But no.

Even if you don't have a body, you can still feel the meridians being torn.

The pain of all the internal organs being displaced, the consciousness seems to have been roughly cut inch by inch, and then reassembled in a strange and chaotic way.

Those pains are less than one ten-thousandth of the impact at this time, and they cannot be described in words.

It's like having some kind of force, you have to pinch a square into a circle and squeeze it inward.

The edges and corners are sharpened, and then gradually stretched outwards to stretch out the arc.

Qing Qian almost couldn't help but want to breathe, wanted to scream.

But she forgot that she was just a wisp of divine consciousness that didn't even have a body, and all the pain and struggle could only turn into silence in the end.