As the spatial crack increased, the entire Hongmeng space began to tremble.

Pangu holds the sky with his hands and feet on the ground, and every day passes, the sky and the earth rise or fall by one zhang.

I don't know how many years have passed, it may be 10,000 years, it may be 100,000 years, anyway, it has been a long, long time. With the power of the three thousand gods and demons, that day was stretched higher and higher, and the ground was trampled thicker and thicker.

Until one day, at the moment when Pangu and the three thousand gods and demons were about to run out of energy, the prototype of Xintiandi was finally formed.

"Brothers, the opening of heaven and earth is about to be completed. Let's do a little more to strengthen the heavens and the earth so that they don't come back together. ”

As he said this, Pangu's face was full of tiredness. Hearing this, the three thousand gods and demons, who were also exhausted, said in unison: "Three thousand gods and demons, the universe is stable!"

As soon as the words fell, countless lights lit up from the bodies of the three thousand gods and demons, and these rays of light weaved into a beautiful picture in the sky, and then split into two.

The light one rises and closes the sky, while the heavy one falls straight down and suppresses the earth.

At this time, countless golden Sanskrit characters flashed out in this new world opened up by the power of three thousand gods and demons, and one after another quaint runes floated in the space.

Mountains and rivers, flowers, insects, birds and beasts, under the will of the three thousand gods and demons, began to appear in the new world one after another. Countless new lives began to be born here.

"Haha!" Pangu's strong laughter spread among the three thousand gods and demons, and when he punched out the last handprint in his hand, his voice resounded throughout the new world.

From now on, this side of the world will be named Hongmeng World!"

Hongmeng world, born in Hongmeng. With the fall of Pangu's voice, the Hongmeng world was finally officially announced today.

"Haha......" Thousands of years of hard work have not been in vain, looking at the vibrant Hongmeng world born in his hands, the three thousand gods and demons are all laughing.

The happiness in the hearts of the three thousand gods and demons is naturally difficult to describe in words at this time. It's just that happy times always come short-lived.

Just when they were still immersed in joy, a mutation suddenly occurred at this moment that should have been full of laughter, and a trace of gray gas full of death suddenly appeared in this new Hongmeng world.

The joyful laughter came to an abrupt end at this time, looking at the haze that suddenly appeared in the Hongmeng world, the hearts of the three thousand gods and demons couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

"What's going on?"

If the Hongmeng world at the previous moment was a piece of life, then the Hongmeng world at this moment is full of death.

In the clear blue sky, it suddenly rained blood, and the earth was eroded by the blood rain, and those newborn lives were all turned into blood and water under the blood rain.

The Hongmeng world was born in the hands of three thousand gods and demons, and all the lives in it can be said to be their children. Watching their children perish one after another, there was only one feeling in the hearts of the three thousand gods and demons, and that was pain.

"Bastard, what's going on? Get out of here!" looked at the endless void, Pangu shouted sharply, and Pangu Axe stood sideways.

The space of the Hongmeng world is not as solid as when the Hongmeng was not opened, and when the Pangu axe is waved, a faint spatial fluctuation is generated in the Hongmeng world. Then, a long crack was created in the Hongmeng world.

"It's ......"

When this spatial crack was generated in the Hongmeng world, a huge palm stretched out from it and began to tear the crack continuously, making the spatial crack bigger and bigger.

This was a figure shrouded in darkness, all dressed in black, and when he came out of that spatial crack, Pangu and the three thousand gods and demons all felt a sense of depression from him.

"Come out, my boys, it seems that we have been lucky enough to have discovered a new world!" The black shadow was not alone, and after he appeared, a dense group of figures appeared behind him, and the same darkness enveloped his body appeared.

"Fight, my sons, turn this into my new territory for the Dark Clan!"

The voice of the black shadow is so dark that people can't hear any emotion. As soon as the black robe behind him moved, there was a blood-colored scimitar in the black shadow's hand.

Looking at Pangu from afar, the blood-colored scimitar in his hand pointed, and the black shadow said: "Yes, your strength is enough to fight with me!"

"Who are you?" Looking at the black shadow, Pangu's eyes were full of solemnity. He could see the strength of the black shadow, which was equal to the strength of his heyday.

After tens of millions of years, now, the strength of Pangu has long been one in ten, and at this moment, in terms of strength, Pangu will naturally not be the opponent of the black shadow.

"Dark Clan, Actor!" "The face of the black shadow is as deep as black ink, without a trace of emotion.

Hearing the other party's name, Pangu's heart did not fluctuate, although he did not understand the meaning of the dark clan. But he knew that the other party was definitely from the extraterritorial world that had been opened up earlier.

The comers were not good, the army was overwhelmed, and the arrival of the actor with the dark clan was undoubtedly a surprise to Pangu.

"Your Excellency must be unable to get along with my Hongmeng world today?" Pangu's face was very serious, and his eyes looked straight at the actor's eyes that had no other color except black.

Looking at each other, the actor did not answer Pangu's words directly, but he coldly spit out a word in his mouth: "Kill!"

Kill!

The boundless murderous aura seemed to be able to tear through the sky and emanate from the people of the Dark Clan, and the Shadow Emperor remained motionless, allowing the clansmen to fly past him and fly towards the three thousand gods and demons.

In terms of cultivation, although the cultivation of the three thousand gods and demons is not as strong as Pangu, it is not comparable to those of the dark clan.

The loss of strength for tens of millions of years, although the current combat power of the three thousand gods and demons is less than one percent of the heyday, they still successfully resisted the attacks of those dark clansmen.

The actor didn't move, and Pangu didn't move either.

The sound of fighting around was endless, and the people of the Dark Clan were overwhelming. The three thousand gods and demons were surrounded in the middle, relying on the advantage of strength to block the opponent's attacks again and again.

"I can feel that your strength is not complete now!" There was a hint of loneliness in the actor's tone, and the taste of being cold in the heights was as cold as ever, but his face was as cold as ever.

"However, even so, I will not show mercy to your men, this world is destined to be the territory of my dark clan!"