A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Only one out of a hundred demon saints survive the thunder tribulation.

Even the Demon Saint doesn't have the confidence to cross over again.

The Panda and Yuan Ling were going through a quadruple thunder tribulation with added ingredients.

As soon as he reached the edge of the thunder, he was struck into charcoal.

Couldn't even hold out for a breath.

Instead, it was the Qilin that swallowed the Thunder Whale into its stomach, saving them in a disguised way.

Before Jiang Yu flew away, he injected two life forces into their bodies, giving them a chance to escape death.

Two huge lumps of coke trembled slightly.

The burnt matter peeled off from the body surface, revealing the pink and tender skin.

However, they soon became silent again.

Not only the pandas and Yuan Ling, but all living things in the world were frozen.

Eight shadows emerged from the sky.

If Jiang Yu had not left yet, he might be able to recognize two of them.

One is the elegant gentleman who taught him in his dream, and the other is the goddess Hou Tu, who has a human body and a snake tail.

Several figures appeared, and Kunpeng, who was wandering outside the world, turned around and fled.

He plunged into the North Sea and never showed up again.

saint.

Faced with the world-destroying catastrophe, eight saints appeared together.

Move all living things in the world to an independent space.

A stunning masterpiece, made to look easy.

After finishing, the figure disappeared with the wind. As if he had never appeared.

The suns of the divine world and the underworld completely overlap.

The two worlds also entered an extremely dangerous distance.

Looking up, you can see the mountains and rivers of another world with your own eyes.

Above Guixu.

The watermelon-sized black hole is madly absorbing everything.

If left unchecked, it will eventually devour the entire universe.

The Qilin stared at the black hole intently, laughing crazily: "Finally...finally this moment has come! Hahahaha, I will become the new master!"

If it hadn't been unable to bend down and had lost its golden fur, it would have laughed even more wildly.

"All things are divided into yin and yang. Yin and yang originate from chaos. Chaos gave birth to Pangu. Pangu will always be king!"

The monster screamed and rushed towards the black hole.

The world is the egg and the hound is the soul.

Three hundred and sixty thousand years later, a new Pangu will be born.

It will become the overlord of the starry sky, rule the kingdom of God, and build its own civilization.

Just at this moment, a figure appeared not far away.

His eyes were cold and his long hair was flying.

"You're late!", Qilin let out a mocking laugh before rushing into the black hole.

Jiang Yu watched it disappear quietly.

The eyes without whites stared at the black hole for a long while, then looked at the world that was collapsing at an accelerating rate.

"The world is ruined... I can ruin it again. More thoroughly."

Since the monster treats the world as an egg, Jiang Yu doesn't mind smashing the egg to pieces.

At this moment, an old and familiar voice came into his ears: "Jianmu! Quick!"

Meng Po's voice was as loud as a huge bell, which made Jiang Yu regain a little clarity of mind.

He raised his hand and summoned the purple gourd.

While the gourd was still in mid-air, a thousand-foot-tall giant tree flew out. Its dense roots were like a continent, wrapping around the black hole layer by layer.

It only lasted for a moment before countless roots and branches were broken off.

The vine tattoo on Jiang Yu's body detached itself, turned into a solid object, and coiled around the trunk of Jianmu.

This was obtained when Jiang Yu planted the purple gourd. It helped him survive many life-and-death crises.

Finally, the purple gourd was also hung on the vine.

A large amount of colorful spiritual liquid poured down, giving Jianmu new life.

The roots of Jianmu were torn off by the black hole and grew wildly again.

Wrapped up layer by layer.

"Oh? Ah! What is this?"

The scream of the monster came from the black hole, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying.

As if knowing Jiang Yu's doubts, Meng Po's voice came again: "The Qilin once merged with the heart of Jianmu tree, and has a high affinity with Jianmu. The tickling was also done by the roots of Jianmu. Now it resonates with Jianmu, so it is reasonable for it to take root and sprout."

Jianmu took root in the void and grew visibly stronger.

The screams of the beast became quieter and quieter.

A flash of lightning flashed through Jiang Yu's mind. He instantly came to his senses: "The remaining soul of the Qilin was originally going to parasitize the moth, but it parasitized on my mother. A small person like me happens to have a gourd seed. It turns out... everything is planned by you saints!"

Meng Po's tone was somewhat relieved: "Not entirely. We are just gently pushing on certain possibilities."

"Hahaha……"

Jiang Yu covered his face and laughed wildly.

He has no ambition.

The greatest ideal is to be with my family, my wife, my children and my bed.

There is indeed an invisible hand pushing us to where we are today.

This feeling made Jiang Yu very unhappy.

But what can I do if I’m unhappy?

The one who plotted against him was a saint!

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, they treat all things as straw dogs. Saints are not benevolent, they treat the people as straw dogs. The Qilin has been planning the world for countless years, and you have also been planning for the Qilin for countless years. It turns out that we are all playthings."

The connection between the purple gourd and Jiang Yu was rapidly weakening. The feeling of blood connection was becoming increasingly blurred.

Even the things stored in the gourd were vomited out.

Demonic energy was surging around Jiang Yu, and he was about to lose control.

Meng Po's voice sounded again, revealing a bit of urgency: "All living beings have moved to the small world and are sleeping. They will wake up when it is suitable for survival. The dead cannot retain their memories, but they can continue to be with you after reincarnation."

The demonic energy in Jiang Yu's body stagnated slightly. He looked a little hesitant.

He has nothing left.

Meng Po's words gave him some hope.

The only thing we can do is accept reality.

At this moment, a beam of golden light broke through the chaos of heaven and earth and enveloped Jiang Yu's head.

Heaven's blessing!

Strands of golden threads dispelled Jiang Yu's evil spirit, making his mind clear.

Enveloped in the mysterious aura, Jiang Yusheng felt like he was dominating everything.

"Shh..."

Jiang Yu teleported and flashed outside the light column.

There was a hint of disgust on his face.

Meng Po's surprised voice sounded again: "Boy, are you going to give up becoming the ninth saint?"

"My brain is not working well. I can't be a chess player." Jiang Yu was full of resentment and flew downwards. He collected the things that the purple gourd spit out. As if talking to himself, "I just want to live a life of flesh and blood. Just don't plot against me."

Meng Po did not reply. However, the ancestral talisman attached to the purple gourd flew out.

It rushed into Jiang Yu's body.

A phantom of a gourd appeared where the purple gourd was originally stored.

Jiang Yu spat secretly.

"A slap in the face and a sweet date in return? Pah! Or my own date..."

Before he could finish his words, his vision went dark and he was thrown out by a huge force.

The divine world and the underworld collided.

When Jiang Yu came to his senses, he was on the boundless sea of ​​void.

It was silent and the temperature was extremely low.

I couldn't breathe while I was under pressure.

The sun hangs alone in the distance.

Jiang Yu looked back, his pupils dizzy.

The two worlds actually merged into a giant egg.

All I could see was chaos.

Can't tell the difference between sky and land.

Mountains and seas collapsed, the sky fell and the earth sank.

The magma under the earth's crust sprayed hundreds of feet into the air, and combined with the violent seawater to produce a highly toxic mist.

The red and black muddy water was constantly stirred and surging.

This is……

Nirvana of the world?