It's a whole new world.

The vitality of this world is so dense, like a surging spring, hundreds of times, thousands of times higher than that of the north leaving the world. The soul only touches a trace of vitality in this world, and it is rapidly growing, as if it wants to make up for the remaining soul and become a complete soul.

It's just that the space of this world is stronger, and the suppression of the rules of heaven and earth is more powerful.

What kind of world is this?

Chu Yun kept speculating in his heart, constantly thinking, this world was completely different from the world he had traveled through before, and the difference was huge.

At this time, hearing the rumbling of heaven and earth, a tall giant stood between heaven and earth, with his feet on the earth and his hands supporting the sky, as if the only one in heaven and earth, like an immortal god.

The sky was pressing, the earth was shaking, as if it was about to crush the giant, but the giant shook slightly, and performed the magic of heaven and earth, the body continued to get bigger, the sky kept getting taller, the earth kept thickening, and the giant's peak body kept growing, growing bigger and bigger.

And in the void, a yin and yang Taiji diagram appeared in the void, fixing the surging earth, water, wind and fire, suppressing the chaotic green qi above the sky;

And a huge bell rang, making a crisp ~ sound, suppressing the heavy earth, and the turbidity surging in the earth subsided.

And in the void, four blood-colored long swords, trembling, emitted bursts of killing sounds, strangling the bodies of the Chaos Demon Gods one by one, killing their souls.

"Is this a desolate world?"

Chu Yun trembled. Vaguely, it seems that this is the moment when the desolate world has just begun, and it is the moment when Pangu kills three thousand demon gods and stands up for the sky.

The strength of Pangu at this moment is too strong, and it is unparalleled. The so-called immortals are not even as good as ants, and the so-called Da Luo Jin Immortal is just ants, even if it is a saint, it is terrifying.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Pangu, who was standing up to the sky, seemed to have discovered something, his eyes twisted, and he looked to the side, just in time to see Chu Yun's mutilated soul.

Chu Yun was immediately frightened, that look was too terrifying, like a god mansion high above. Indifferent and ruthless, looking down on the changes in heaven and earth, and looking down on eternity.

That look was so terrifying, one look could kill him a hundred, ten thousand times.

"I'm dying!"

Chu Yun smiled bitterly, I don't see Pangu, I don't know how thick the sky is, and I don't know what the ultimate power of heaven and earth is. I don't know what the pinnacle is!

At this moment, Pangu opened the world and spent most of its strength. But killing a Da Luo Jin Immortal is easy, as for killing him, it couldn't be simpler!

It's just Pangu, who just glanced at him, with curiosity and confusion in his eyes, and a moment later a sudden look. Look away, as if they didn't notice him.

Chu Yun breathed a sigh of relief slightly, he finally didn't die. Da Luo Jinxian, in Pangu's eyes, is just an ant, and he is not even an ant of an ant. Pangu probably didn't bother to kill him!

It's like a group of ants crawling on the road, and when people walk by, as long as they are not idle and bored, no one will step forward to kill an ant, which has no meaning.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it took for the sky to become incomparably high and unfathomable, the earth became incomparably thick and immeasurable, the heavens and the earth became incomparably vast and boundless, and the whole desolate world was completely formed, and there were small worlds and planes attached to it.

At this moment, the desolate world is like a huge sphere, and it is like a beehive, constantly changing, wriggling, absorbing the chaotic qi of heaven and earth, nourishing itself, and strengthening itself.

At this moment, the desolate world has become a complete world, which does not need the support of Pangu, and can also fight against chaos and survive in chaos!

And at this moment, Pangu's strength was exhausted and completely fell.

Pangu fell, but he did not fall, he still stood up to the sky and the earth, standing between heaven and earth, like a sculpture.

Time passed little by little, Pangu's eyes turned into the sun and the moon, the sun and the moon towered in the sky, shining on the heavens and the earth, a trace of hair, turned into stars; suddenly, the originally dull sky became colorful, the sun, moon and stars, the stars changed, and the mystery was incomprehensible.

At this time, Pangu's flesh and blood were sprinkled on the flood wilderness, turning into the creatures of the flood wilderness, and many races turned into the dragon clan, the wind clan, the Qilin clan and so on. The ancestors of many races are conceived, like fetuses, and are guarded by various large arrays around them.

At this time, Pangu's shattered soul turned into countless fragments and scattered on the earth. Among them, the largest three pieces turned into Sanqing, and fell near Kunlun Mountain, and one by one cyan silkworm cocoons were formed, wrapping their Yuan Ling, quietly pregnant.

And some other soul fragments turned into Zhen Yuanzi, Red Cloud, Zhun Ti, Jieying, Styx, Nuwa, Taiyi, Dijun, etc., all of which were powerful and powerful.

At this time, Pangu's heart fell, fell in the northeast, and turned into a huge temple, which was the Ancestral Witch Palace. Around the Ancestral Witch Palace, other natural large arrays were formed to protect the Ancestral Witch Palace. And in the ancestral witch hall, the huge statue of Pangu stands tall, and in front of the statue is a huge pool of blood.

In the pool of blood, blood water surged, twelve blood-colored cocoons were constantly beating and pregnant, and around them were three thousand small cocoons.

At this time, two air currents flew out of Pangu's corpse, one exuding black, as if the evil of the heavens had gathered together, and the other exuding cyan color, with the power of order, as if suppressing the eternals.

At this moment, Pangu's flesh and soul were scattered on the desolate land, turning into innate beings, quietly pregnant. There was only one backbone left, towering in the void, as if it continued to support heaven and earth. That backbone gradually turned into a tall mountain, Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain, in the center of the flood wilderness, standing up to the sky, as long as it is the living beings of the flood world, raise your head, you can see the great mountain!

"Woo!"

At this time, the heavens and the earth rained down an immeasurable amount of golden light, which was a huge and vast merit of opening the heavens, but at this moment Pangu had fallen, and those merits had fallen on the desolate creatures.

Some Pangu have a strong bloodline and have great merits, some Pangu have a thin bloodline and have few merits, some have more Pangu remnants and have obtained merits, and some Pangu remnants have few souls and have few merits.

The fall of the three thousand demon gods, the mutilated weapons left behind, integrated into the desolate world, nourished by the rules of heaven and earth, constantly changing, turned into new innate spirit treasures, or acquired spirit treasures; (To be continued......) R1292