For nearly four years, I have watched the ancient history and understood the way of the sword, and now the road is complete, the world is also complete, and the way is in the present day.

The nine avenues, floating in the chaotic void, flashing with different brilliance, colorful, like a dream, Nangong Yu held his hands lightly in front of him, and the nine avenues began to converge as if they had been summoned.

The five elements are combined, the easiest to fuse, wood is fire, fire is earth, earth is gold, gold is water, water is wood, white, green, black, red and yellow five colors converge and merge, merge into one, and form a five-color light cluster on the palm of Nangong Yu.

Immediately afterwards, the two qi of yin and yang were sublimated, dotted in the meantime, evolving the chaotic starry sky and evolving all living beings. Creation is contained in it, divided and combined, and a divine sword light breaks through everything, cutting off the ancient and modern, and covering the heavens and the earth.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, it is a year, and the chaotic qi envelops Nangong Yu's body, sometimes blazing, sometimes heavy, sometimes holy like a fairy, sometimes evil like a demon......

Nine avenues, now merging, in the end, it is necessary to use one of them to dominate the others. Nangong Yu had already decided, and he no longer hesitated, to choose the path of creation and merge the other avenues into it.

The way of creation is not what he is best at, but he somehow has a feeling that the way of creation is extremely important to him, and it may affect his future path, he believes in his own feelings, and whims are not out of nowhere, especially when he reaches this realm, he attaches great importance to everything about himself.

Because of this, he did not choose the sword path that he was best at and the strongest attack, but chose the way of creation.

Eventually, all the breath dissipated as if it had never existed.

But all of this has begun to resonate with the world in his body, evolve into each other, and the world in Nangong Yu's body has gradually begun to appear as creatures, all of which are based on the form of "human", or the form of the creator of this world, gradually growing and evolving.

Of course, these creatures are also in line with the supreme reason of all beings, from simple to complex, and now they are just the simplest single-celled organisms, Nangong Yu knows what they will look like after hundreds of millions of years through evolution.

And the Heavenly Dao of this world, fate, is also beginning to sleep at this moment, which is in line with Nangong Yu's Dao, and at the same time, this is also a metamorphosis, a metamorphosis of the world, and a metamorphosis of fate.

Although the fate of the past has endless life, but he has never been able to do the Dao, and only knows how to use the power of the Book of Heaven to meet his needs, but after conforming with the Dao this time, he will truly be called a Heavenly Dao will, whether it is strength or the use of the Dao, will be sublimated.

The Great Dao is one, the world and the Tao are one, the body and the Tao are one, the soul is one and the Tao is one, and all kinds of things are transformed into the Tao. Nangong Yu's figure became more and more hazy, as if he was one with heaven and earth, no longer separated from each other, as if he was one, as if he had existed since the beginning of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Nangong Yu lost all his life, as if he was sitting, but his body and soul were transforming, constantly transcending his old body and sublimation.

Six years passed in the blink of an eye, and a thunderbolt pierced the sky, Nangong Yu opened his eyes suddenly as if he had been awakened, and the divine light appeared, rushing straight into Xiaohan.

That thunder, coming from outside this small world, is the origin of the universe, gathering the power of one world, transforming for the transcendent person, of course, it is also a catastrophe enough to destroy the world, the slightest carelessness, at any time there is a danger of death.

The first thunderbolt fell, like silk threads, like divine light, and in just a moment, it pierced through the vast universe and descended. Silently, it gently passed through Nangong Yu's body, bringing a little bit of blood light, and then landed on the Pangu Holy Land, like a knife cutting tofu, directly piercing this realm.

It's just the first way, and it's like a strand of hair, it hurts Nangong Yu's body and penetrates a realm, you know, whether it's Nangong Yu's body or this ancient holy land, they all have the power of the Dao level, but they are easily injured, how can they make Nangong Yu not frightened.

But after thinking about it, Nangong Yu felt that it was taken for granted, the path he took was the top of the mortal realm, and it was the ultimate way, enough to compete with the immortal path of the great world, how could his thunder tribulation not be terrifying.

However, just a hair-like thunderstorm injured his body, and then what kind of power were those thunder dragons that dozens of people hugged together?

Without waiting for Nangong Yu to think about it, the second thunder tribulation fell, and the golden light was dazzling in the long river of time, with an immortal aura, although it was only the thickness of an arm, Nangong Yu did not dare to be careless.

The immortal aura is pervasive, and Nangong Yu's whole body is crystal clear, like a jade made of heaven, without any impurities.

"Boom!"

This time, the momentum was huge, resounding through the sky, thousands of miles of green clouds were swept away in an instant, and the vast land was also broken inch by inch like fragile porcelain, lasting for thousands of miles.

Nangong Yu was in this huge deep pit, his black hair was flying like ink jade, the fairy aura was diffuse, there was a trace of crack in the glazed body, and the cyan brilliance was running, and it was quickly repaired.

But the universe did not give him this opportunity, and another thunderstorm followed, black as poison, and the turbidity was scattered, as soon as it appeared, it seemed to pollute the heavens and the earth.

Although the power is not as good as the previous two, it can erode the body, soul, and mana, and cannot be stopped.

Immediately afterward, the thunder tribulation fell, some were vibrant, some were terrifying and violent, and some were murderous...... Every thunder tribulation has the meaning of the Great Dao, and the horror is boundless, and ordinary people may not be able to resist it.

There are eighty thunder tribulations, each one is better than the other, and they all have the will to destroy all living beings. At this moment, the Pangu Holy Land has long been shattered, split into dozens of pieces, floating in the starry sky of the universe, and it is difficult to return to one.

And Nangong Yu was already seriously injured, and the divine sword Apocalypse in his hand was also incomplete, there were several gaps on the blade, and there were also several holes in the sword, which were almost destroyed. As for Nangong Yu itself, the cracks in the glazed body are all over the body, even if the avenue of wood runs quickly, it is difficult to repair it all at this moment.

The divine thunder in the chaos was quiet at the moment, and it did not fall again, but the thunder and lightning could still be seen in the clouds, and there was great terror.

Nangong Yu knew that it was difficult to stop the last calamity at this moment, and directly hooked up with the world in his body that had been shattered by the thunder tribulation, and in an instant, the strongest secret technique of the True Martial Immortal Sect of the previous world exploded, going against the sky and rushing into the clouds.

After a long time, in the depths of the clouds, it was like a shocking battle, with golden divine fists shattering the ten thousand worlds and covering the world, and there were gods who swept through the heavens and slashed the heavens and the earth.

In the haze, two figures can be seen, and a fairy aura is permeated, just like the fairy god in the painting, passing through the dimensional boundary wall and striking this world; A blood and resentment are born together, like the god of death, and the killing aura is difficult to hide.

In the last tribulation, Nangong Yu also has an incredible feeling, because this calamity is in human form, and his identity is even clearer, the creator of the Pangu clan, the real Pangu in this world!

The blood of this Pangu statue is like a true dragon, and the evil qi is like nine shadows, penetrating the sky and the earth, with a body of more than three zhang, holding a pitch-black divine axe, which shatters the stars when it moves, and its power is unpredictable.

Although Nangong Yu knew that some big worlds would leave the imprint of the strongest in the long river of time, and then test the comer in the form of a catastrophe. But he didn't expect that there would be such a thunderstorm in this three-dimensional world, which was a great opportunity, but it was also a great terror.

Moreover, the strength of this Pangu also exceeded his predictions, it was definitely not as simple as being able to reach the Merge Dao, and he had definitely walked a very long distance in the realm of the Merge Dao, otherwise his incarnation would never be so powerful.

However, as the only creature who has achieved harmony since the Thousands of Eras, he is naturally not ordinary, Nangong Yu even has a suspicion that this Pangu is not dead, but shattered the void and reached a higher level of the world!

This battle was extremely tragic, and in addition to his own Dao power, each blow of Pangu also had the power of thunder tribulation, which affected Nangong Yu's body at all times. Nangong Yu's body was shattered three times, and almost all Dao power was exhausted before finally killing this Pangu.

But he also has no power to move, and now even a congenital minor monk can kill him. Of course, after the destruction, it is the great creation, especially as the second creature in this realm to break through the path, the creation he has obtained must be immeasurable.

The clouds that stretch for thousands of miles are colorful in an instant, showing thousands of stars, auspicious creation, and the spirit of the fairy spirit falls, like a waterfall, constantly washing the spirit of Nangong Yu.

A year later, everything was in chaos, leaving only a hazy figure sitting in the starry sky of the universe, he was less than two meters tall, but he was above the heavens and stars, and countless big stars could only serve as a foil, and could not compete with him.