Chapter Twenty-Five: Creation vs. Growth

The withering storm and Xuanwu on the side also returned to their respective masters because of the World War.

The shock wave formed by the battle of the small world between the gray-eyed Qi Yu and the old man in white did not harm everything around them.

Instead, a multitude of creatures began to appear in the world at the bottom of the tower.

One by one, the terrain pixel blocks appeared on the side of the gray pupil Qi Yu. Quite a few animals are also being generated.

On the side of the old man in white, a small grass first appeared. Then, like an ocean pouring out, the grass covered the ground directly.

The pixel world and the sea of grass begin to come into contact and erode each other.

The grass world collapsed as soon as it touched the pixel grass, but almost instantly, the grass grew back and fought again. Although the pixel world has always had the upper hand, the erosion rate is extremely slow.

"The power of this world, infinite resurrection or infinite growth?"

Just when the gray pupils were puzzled, a small grass appeared in the pixel world. In a matter of moments, it grew rapidly. The two meadows soon converged, and the pixel world began to retreat.

"When?"

Gray-eyed Qi Yu finally put away the cynical expression on his face and summoned the hell portal just now. The Hell Gate reappeared, and countless magma erupted and ignited the grass world.

Although there is a lot of grass, the sea of fire can easily ignite the entire grass world. Within a moment, the grass world was burned to the ground. The grass world has become a scorched black world.

The old man in white raised his robe, and a fresh breeze blew from his cuffs. The breeze looked weak, and it did not extinguish the fire when it blew on the sea of fire, but increased the fire a little.

This breeze didn't seem to have any power, but it made the gray eyes Qi Yu wonder.

In the next moment, a look of surprise appeared on Qi Yu's face.

Although the breeze increased the fire wherever it went, it restored a little vitality to the entire scorched black world. It is this vitality that revitalizes the world of grass!

"Wildfires can't be burned, but the spring breeze blows and grows again."

This poem suddenly appeared in Qi Yu's mind, and at the same time, Qi Yu reached out and patted his head again.

"Burn endlessly, blow and live, live, live and live!"

A flash of inspiration, the gray pupil Qi Yu remembered the endless enchanted book that he had snatched with plunder. After figuring this out, Qi Yu also knew where the little grass in his world came from.

Before, he had his hands cheap, so that the endless enchanted book was attached to the diamond pickaxe, and then it returned to the underground and became a diamond mine.

After figuring out everything, the gray pupil Qi Yu no longer kept his hand. Twelve yellow and green stone platforms were summoned, arranged in a hollow shape. Then twelve more eerie eyes flew out of the inventory, fitting perfectly on the chart.

A muffled thunder suddenly exploded, revealing a black area of starlight spots in the middle of the stone platform.

"The Lord's Realm! Hell! The End! All my strength, what about you? "The pixel world with gray pupils directly crushed the grass world, and it was too late to remedy it.

The old man in white was about to be suppressed by the power of the world, and the black killing who was confronting the mysterious man next to him turned into a black lightning bolt and flew to the old man in white.

The black killer and the old man in white glanced at each other, and instantly turned into chains and merged into the body of the old man in white.

The old man in white closed his eyes in the face of the power of the world collision with gray pupils.

"Boom!"

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

The old man in white was knocked back into the chains and began to tremble violently, as if the chain chains were about to be crushed by the power of the world.

The next moment, the old man in white disappeared, but the grass world still stubbornly remained.

The gray pupil Qi Yu added another force and continued to erode the grass world.

Suddenly, Qi Yu felt a wave of resistance. This resistance was small at first, but as time passed, the resistance became more and more significant. Suddenly, the resistance stops for a few seconds and then increases exponentially!

The grass around the grass world began to wither, and in the middle of the grass world, there was a pure land. There was no grass there, just a small patch of dirt.

However, when the gray pupil Qi Yu felt the resistance, a small green grass bud came out of the soil, and he grew up quickly against the wind. Then, in the next second, a black fire burned on Xiaocao's body, and Xiaocao turned to ashes.

The spring breeze that came from nowhere woke up the sleeping grass buds, and in the black fire, the grass was reborn!

The reborn grass is more powerful than before and rushes into the pixel world.

The strength of the two sides has changed from one-sided to equal.

Although no one can help anyone, the state of the gray pupil Qi Yu is getting more and more wrong, and he should have concentrated on fighting the battle of the world with the white-clothed and black killing. But from time to time, he would be stunned and pat his head with his hand.

Gray-eyed Qi Yu also knew that if the endless world of white-clothed and black-killing was not solved as soon as possible, then this body would definitely be destroyed.

The white-clothed black killer also saw this, and was trying his best to delay time.

"How could I encounter such a world force, if only I could continue to destroy his life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yu with gray eyes patted his head again.

"His consciousness is about to wake up, and my brain has slowed down, alas, if only I could swallow him."

"Wait, swallow! How did I forget about him! ”

Gray-eyed Qi Yu suddenly remembered that his withering storm had absorbed some energy and improved his characteristics. It can be said that as long as the energy is enough, the withering storm can continue to grow!

Thinking of this, the gray pupil Qi Yu created the withering storm and came out.

The three-headed, six-tentacled monster reappeared in the world. The withering storm slowly floated towards the grass world, absorbing the power of the pixel world as it went.

Gray-eyed Qi Yu couldn't stand it, and directly kicked the withering storm into the grass world.

The wither storm is crazy in the grass world, as long as the launched wither head explodes, it will be swallowed by the wither storm.

The grass world remains the same as it was, and it has not changed. Constant destruction, and continuous regeneration, like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, tenaciously surviving!

Although the appearance of the withering storm broke the stalemate between the two worlds, the grass world still collapsed slowly due to the power of its own world.

And the gray pupil Qi Yu is worse now, that is, time!

Qi Yu, who was anxious at first, didn't notice that the grass in the center of the grass world had become smaller. The unending power within this little grass has reached the place where the withering storm is gone. Following the explosion of the withering storm, he sucked into the body of the withering storm.

On Qi Yu's side, the gray inside his eyes was gradually fading. The real Qi Yu is coming back!