Global Creation: Only I Create the Prehistoric World

Chapter 128 The Dominator of the Old Day, the Plaything!!

Fu Xi looked at the creatures in the bubble.

Sit down slowly.

The surrounding area is incomparably desolate, without the slightest aura or the existence of the Tao. This is the most ruined side of the world in countless parallel space-time and space. There are no living beings in this world.

It is born in the possibility of the death god after the demon has returned to the ruins.

All parallel time and space, future time and space, will split in every shock of the flood and give birth to countless possibilities.

Countless worlds.

But only in this future, there will be no possibility.

Because all the possibilities after this have been completely dead under the path of the Death God Demon.

This is the only future that stops.

The first time these Cthulhu gods invaded the flood, Fuxi felt that the years and time and space were reversed.

Drawing some beings into this side of the future.

In the way of imagination, illusion, nightmare and other avenues, these Cthulhu gods are trapped in this bubble.

I just want to see how strong or weak these beings are from other worlds.

“It really exists.”

Fu Xi said meaningfully: “In the years that the white robes have passed holy, there are indeed countless worlds.

Why invade the flood? ”

“Detachment!”

Fu Xi suddenly thought of the Great Luo Honghuang that appeared in front of his eyes that day, which was beyond everything.

Suppress countless dimensions, immeasurable universes, and the Great Luo Honghuang that stands above the heavens.

“Such a powerful world, there can only be another one.”

“So, are you going to annihilate us?”

Fu Xi muttered to himself, and then the Avenue of Wisdom was sublimated to the fullest, and the innate gossip evolved wildly.

Eventually, he came to a conclusion.

There was rarely a little coldness on her face, even if it was that day when Nuwa created a person and was obstructed by the heavens, she did not restrain her smile.

Suddenly disappear at this moment. And then his face was gloomy. Thundered!!!

The desolate world around him burst out with thunder. In the midst of the roar.

The bubble that suppressed the god Cthulhu had disappeared. In the dark universe.

Hongjun’s palm was slightly raised.

A series of eerie breaths entangled and swallowed in his palm. Voices and whispers emerged from it.

It was as if there was a magnificent and grand world of immortals in his hands. The fairy sound is vague, and the fairy spirit is infinite.

One after another twisted and terrifying Cthulhu creatures cried out in the midst of that fairy world.

It is as if at its fundamental source it has received infinite influences. Hurrah~

Under Hongjun’s gaze, everything around them was annihilating. Its chaotic and disorderly nature is also being shattered.

“Creation of other worlds?”

Hongjun looked coldly at those incomparably humble creations in his hands.

A deep disgust appeared under his eyes.

No matter what Hongjun’s plan was and what his mind was, after all, he represented the concept of the Immortal Dao, the Dao Ancestor who devoured the Immortal God and Demon.

In a way, he is a demon.

And Cthulhu’s chaotic and disorderly creatures made him instinctively feel a kind of disgust.

It was as if, in the midst of chaos, those disorderly camps of gods and demons. No, no.

Hongjun knew in his heart that the reason why he hated the gods and demons of the disordered camp was not that he hated the disorderly camp itself.

It is the way of the road that is contrary to each other, and it is just a matter of seeking for the Tao.

And some monsters are not, he is really from the origin of the avenue, disgusted. Hongjun palm slightly squeezed.

Suddenly, the world on that side shattered, time and space were broken, and cause and effect were erased. The future of the world in the palm of your hand is erased at this moment.

And those Cthulhu who are controlled in it are also completely annihilated at the root of cause and effect and space-time.

“Disgusting creation!”

All along, the image that Hongjun gave to the beings of the Honghuang was a gentle and powerful Daozu.

Only a strong person who stands at the peak knows the horror and gloom of Hongjun. Recently, under the gaze of countless beings.

For the first time, he showed disgust for a certain race. The sun is vast and infinite.

Emperor Jun looked at the side of the world that had been crushed by Hongjun. I don’t know what I’m thinking.

Then the mind moved slightly.

He caught a glimpse of the Taikoo Heavenly Garden. Nuwa sat in the Great Luo Heaven.

With the flick of the hand, the mysterious creatures were all suppressed and annihilated. Everything goes flat.

“Not any future or the creatures of the world.”

Di Jun whispered.

Golden eyes, flashing a few extraordinary lights. Hongjun on the side also saw Cthulhu’s strangeness. But he suddenly looked at the True Immortal Realm.

“True Immortal Realm~”

A dark black hole emerged. Crazy whispers are sung in it.

Many cultivators were weak immortals kneeling on the ground in pain. The body twists slightly.

As if to be transformed into some inexplicable god.

“Ahem!”

Hongjun snorted coldly.

When you think about it, it’s endless.

His figure appeared in the True Immortal Realm in an instant. A cold hum.

Airplanes!! The fairy light is dazzling.

And the immortal qi rose like a weeping willow and brazenly rushed into the black hole. To directly annihilate the black hole.

However…… Thundered!!

Above the firmament, a dark inky Dao rhyme burst forth.

It was like a gigantic black dragon that directly destroyed the Immortal Dao Breath.

“Rahu!”

Hongjun’s eyes flashed a trace of coldness.

At the edge of the sky, a lonely leaf boat slowly came, and the black-clad Daoist stood with his hands in his hands. Countless desires, demonic thoughts appeared behind him.

The origin of all the concepts of the devil, the self-proclaimed creation of countless worlds in the name of the devil, are singing his name.

Mozu Raku!

“Those disgusting things come from here.”

He ignored the glaring Hongjun.

Instead, look at the suspicious black hole. A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A hint of extreme killing intent appeared under his eyes. Subsequently.

Thundered!!

The Demon Dao surged like a monstrous wave.

A lonely leaf boat slowly traveled, and directly entered the black hole. Leads to the mysterious kingdom of Cthulhu.

The land of the witches.

The gods of Cthulhu were annihilated like ants.

“Luo Hu has gone to that world?”

Emperor Jiang conveniently erased a piece of evil spirit.

Candle Nine Yin’s eyes were ancient, and countless evil gods were annihilated, he said, “Do we want to go and see?” ”

“No, Luo Hu’s strength is probably still above you and me, but when he returns, the flood will change the sky.”

Di Jiang whispered.

Look at the creepy Cthulhu. There was a little anger in his eyes.

This is the world created by the Patriarch, and it is the richness that He left to all sentient beings in the Flood Wastes. These filthy creatures from other great worlds dared to set foot here.

“Destroy it~”

He stood up, and the Dao Yun surged like a fierce wind, and then the Wu Clan Land crossed an invisible wave.

At this moment. The gods of Cthulhu are gone. Meanwhile.

Luo Hu passed through the infinite black hole. Came to a new world.

This is the root of all deceit, the haze without the concept of earth and sky

A huge, eerie and terrifying old god reigns in the world.

And those evil gods are just the lowest beings among the billions of heirs they were born.

“Mori no Black Goat~”