Chapter 390 Breaking and Standing, Yuanshi Made the World

At this time, Ye Xuanyang seems to be dead, allowing the impact of the heavenly corpses, but when Ye Xuanyang is a certain distance away, it will melt like snowflakes encountering the sun.

In Ye Xuanyang's chest, a huge blood hole stood. At this time, there was no blood flowing out. The dark blood seemed to have scab, and the faint light spread in Ye Xuanyang's chest. His hair spread, and his face was full of dry blood. According to this situation, it should have been dead, but from time to time there was a slight beating. The feeling of beating was extremely weak. Even the bone demon of god-level high-level strength, Wuyue and the god-level perfect blood demon, Baihu and others did not realize it, and they all thought that Ye Xuanyang was dead.

The beat becomes weaker and weaker, and every time it beats, black and white light penetrates into Ye Xuanyang's body. I don't know whether it is good or bad for Ye Xuanyang.

And there is a place tens of thousands of miles away from the battlefield. There are no traces of people or traces of dark prisons. There is only a desolation and a huge hole hundreds of feet high. This hole is not an ordinary cave, but a constantly rotating hole with a film on the surface. On this layer of film, from the war Looking at this side of the earth space, white energy constantly impacted towards the film, and through the film, I saw that on the other side, there were also different black energy impacting towards the film, but surprisingly, these two shock energy impacted on the film. This thin layer did not It was broken, but gathered together in the film, spinning towards a steering wheel, like two big black and white fish circling and playing. This is the place where the battlefield space is connected to the prison space.

There was no sound in the empty place. Everything was so silent, as if there had been no sound from the formation to the present, but at this time, a soft voice sounded.

The vibrating sound of clothes, a dark shadow slowly came, approached, and gradually approached. A handsome face appeared, with a black hair floating. Looking down, he was dressed in pure black and white armor. After the armor, there was a fluttering cloak. There was nothing in the man's hand, and his eyes were extremely black and bright. It shines with wisdom.

The handsome man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a pair of white hands stretched out, which was extremely slender and crystal, which made most women envy. The man did not stop at all, and his hands slowly rotated in front of him, extremely casually. However, with the handsome man's action, he still rushed to the film crazily before. White energy poured into the man's hand, and soon formed a small milky white bead. After this step, the man did not stop, but took a gentle step. The place where he was was full of dark black energy. The whole world was dark and black. Similarly, the man moved. A small dark bead appeared in the man's hand.

Looking at it again, the man's figure had disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already at the peak of a mountain in the battlefield space. During the strong wind, the man's bright eyes were a little blurred.

"This is the fiftieth time. If I can't complete the task, I'm afraid I will be disqualified and become the lowest-level person forever!" The man sighed: "Although your initial strength is the lowest, you have good luck that 49 people can't match. I hope you don't let me down. My future is in your hands! If you let me down, I'm sad. You're not as simple as death!" The blurred eyes were clear again. He looked down at the two black beads in his hand, flicked his fingers, and the two beads rotated in the air. He swd and disappeared in front of the handsome man.

"Don't let me down!" With the disappearance of the two beads, the figure of the handsome man also disappeared, leaving only this deep sigh, echoing on the top of the peak and not dissipating for a long time.

On the battlefield, the two sides compete with each other. Although the dark prison space occupies the advantage of the number of the number of people, in some cases, the number of people does not represent everything. Now this is the case. More than 20 people, Wuyue and Baihu, have the strength of the divine middle level or above, which is almost the same as the other party. Although it is difficult to fight, There is hope this time, so they work harder one by one.

And the same is true for the blood demon side. This is the only hope. Naturally, there is no need to fight with all their strength. The high-end of both sides did not have the energy to rob Ye Xuanyang. Only there were heavenly corpse puppets on the dark prison side to do it, but when they saw that the corpse puppets returned without success one by one, Wuyue and they were relieved and competed with the blood demons for the final victory with all their strength.

No one noticed that two beads that were not as big as eyeballs fell from the sky, broke through the fluorescence without stopping at all, and smashed into Ye Xuanyang's eyes, one on one side.

Ye Xuanyang still did not change in the eyes of others. He lay quietly and let the light of the source stone protect the body.

At this time, Ye Xuanyang seemed to be in a prisoner's cage. He wanted to shout loudly, but it had no effect and could not shout out at all. In the end, he only sat tiredly, his eyes were blind, and his mind was full of the appearance of a fallen body. In a trance, Lan Er's death appeared again.

I don't know how long it has been.

"Do you want to save Bi Cang and Lan'er?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Ye Xuanyang's mind, and Ye Xuanyang's muddle-headed appearance suddenly disappeared, and then there was another stagnation. They were all dead!

"If you want to save them, listen to me!" It seemed that he saw Ye Xuanyang's appearance with his own eyes, and the sound sounded again.

"Who are you?" Ye Xuanyang is weak and powerless.

"I am the god of creation! If you want to save Bi Cang and Lan'er, or anyone you want to save, you can listen to me!" The sound sounded again.

"Creation God? There is really a way to save them!" Hearing the word Creator, Ye Xuanyang couldn't help it anymore.

"Of course, the premise is that you have to listen to me, otherwise, you can't save them, and you have to live forever!" The cold voice sounded again.

"Let's start!" No matter what he said, Ye Xuanyang just shouted.

"Look at this step by yourself and remember that everything can only be done after you succeed, so work hard for them you care about!" As soon as the words were finished, two beads, black and white, appeared in front of Ye Xuanyang and fell into Ye Xuanyang's eyes. With Ye Xuanyang's scream, Ye Xuanyang fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"This? Isn't this the source stone?" When Ye Xuanyang woke up again, he found that he was lying next to the two big words of the source stone inside the source stone space.

"What's going on!" Ye Xuanyang's mind was confused for a while, and he gradually remembered something: "Creation God? Then I will believe you once. If I can't save Cang and Lan'er, I will never forgive you!"

was sitting down, and the soul power spread greatly towards the surroundings, but he found that everything was in his mind. The source stone space that Ye Xuanyang could not explore before was all in his eyes.

"Chaotic space, what and what! Forget it, let's find a way to split it in half!" As soon as the idea in Ye Xuanyang's mind came to mind, with a dragon roaring, a giant dragon rose to the sky and came towards Ye Xuanyang.

"This! Little dragon soul?" Ye Xuanyang exclaimed. The original little dragon soul has now grown up, and its momentum, according to Ye Xuanyang's expectation, is probably much more powerful than the divine level!

"God-level high-level? I'm afraid this little guy is the only one for the creator!" It seemed that he knew what Ye Xuanyang was thinking, and the voice of the Creator sounded again.

"So awesome!" Ye Xuanyang's eyes widened and looked at the little dragon soul spinning around him.

"Rumble!" Just when Ye Xuanyang was surprised, with a scream, the dragon dozens of feet long quickly shrank. In Ye Xuanyang's stunned mouth, it turned into a huge and simple axe. The axe blade turned out to be the dragon's head, and the axe handle was naturally the dragon's tail.

"Okay, little dragon soul! Let's fight side by side and break this day!" Ye Xuanyang grabbed the dragon axe and chopped forward fiercely.

In the battlefield, the fierce battle continues. More than ten days have passed, and they are all fighting hard for the last goal in their hearts.

In a restaurant in an ordinary small town of the Qin Empire in the Wuzhe Continent, a handsome man in a moon-white robe shouted at the mouth of a small pot of wine.

"Hmm?" The man suddenly said softly and put down the wine pot in his hand: "Well, if the 49 people had had your luck like this, I wouldn't have made such a result!" I continued to drink again.

In the source stone space, at this time, the world is clear, the two spaces are forming, and the space septum is gradually stable.

"This should be the origin of the warriors and the dark prison continent!" Ye Xuanyang looked at the two spaces in front of him with a complicated look. At this time, the space had also stabilized.

"I will build another martial arts continent!" Ye Xuanyang pondered for a moment and thought about it, a martial artist appeared in one of the spaces full of white energy.

"This? Don't use the dark prison space. I'll build a hell for reincarnation!" Thinking, a hell appeared in a space full of dark black energy.

"Next, it should be creating all living things!" Ye Xuanyang scratched his head and thought.

In the martial arts continent, the man in a moon-white robe fell to the ground before he finished drinking a pot of wine: "So fast!" The words are full of surprises. Before the words were finished, it disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already beside Ye Xuanyang.

Huh? Zhang Longbao!" When Ye Xuanyang was thinking about creating something else, a figure appeared in front of him, which shocked Ye Xuanyang.

"Genesis God?" The handsome man didn't say anything, but nodded: "I'm the creator."

"You?" Ye Xuanyang's face was full of surprise.

"Oh, finally, I succeeded, which is also a perfect merit. Thank you!" Then, Zhang Longbao's words made Ye Xuanyang confused.

"You don't know that this is the 50th time I have come to choose the creator god. At the beginning, I was also an ordinary magician in the magic continent. Finally, I created the space where the martial arts continent and the dark prison continent are located, and became the creator god, which became my nightmare. At the beginning, according to the provisions of the Creation Regulations, every creator should call at least one person in his space to help him become a creator, so that I can be a qualified creator. Before you, 49 people were selected by me, but in the end they all failed, and this is the warrior continent for so many years. Some big disasters have come! Every creation is a catastrophe, but for myself, I have no choice but to do it. Now that you have succeeded, and I am also a complete merit!" Zhang Longbao sighed.

"What do you mean?" Ye Xuanyang was stunned when he heard the words and immediately smiled bitterly.

"Not bad! Your task should also start when you officially create it!" Zhang Longbao smiled. It seems that his long-cherished wish has been achieved for many years and he is also in a good mood.

"If it can't be finished!" Ye Xuanyang asked quickly.

"If you can't finish it, hey, you can only become the lowest among our creator gods and be enslaved by us!" Zhang Longbao laughed and saw that Ye Xuanyang's face was about to change. Zhang Longbao quickly added, "You not only have obligations, but also rights. Don't you want to resurrect them? It's up to you. Well, I'll go first! Come to me when you settle down!" With that, Zhang Longbao disappeared, leaving only a stunned Ye Xuanyang.

"Hmm?" At this time, a lot of information also poured into Ye Xuanyang's mind, which was the previous forty-nine selection process, that is, everything that the whole martial arts continent has experienced since its establishment, as if it had been experienced by himself, swayed in Ye Xuanyang's mind, including the space war back then, until recently. The war with the dark prison, everything.

Gradually, Ye Xuanyang's eyes slowly closed.

A "buzz" attracted everyone who was fighting. The source of the sound was Ye Xuanyang. At this time, Ye Xuanyang's eyes were slightly closed, and the dirty things on his body surface had disappeared. Instead, he was replaced by a set of black and white armor, which was extremely gorgeous and stood up.

"It's time to end!" Ye Xuanyang opened his eyes, looked at the people, and whispered, but it echoed in everyone's heart. With the wave of Ye Xuanyang's right hand, the blood demons and bone demons turned into flying ashes and disappeared, and all the warriors in the dark prison space disappeared immediately. When they appeared again, they had already appeared in the dark prison space, and that The big hole in the weak space has also disappeared.

Another wave, and all the strong men of the martial arts continent are also a flower in front of their eyes. When they reappeared, they already appeared in the martial arts continent.

In the valley of the island of ruins, more than a dozen bamboo buildings are arranged in order.

"I said Linger, just forgive me. Next time I will never dare again!" The sound of the fat man begging for mercy sounded.

"Well, don't think that Brother Xuanzi, my sister and Sister Cang Cang will be your world after they visit their parents in the Tianfeng mainland! Let me tell you, it's not your turn to make the decision when everyone here is gone! You can't do it even with divine high-level strength!" In a bamboo building, Linger put her hands on her waist and said rudely to the fat man Pang Ye opposite.

"I know! I won't dare to do it again!" Pang Ye, a fat man, smiled in a low voice.

"Auntie! When will my father and the others come back!" Just then, a clear voice sounded, and a pink girl trotted in with her bare feet.

"Good baby, they will be back soon. Your father has successfully selected a creator now, so he has no pressure to play with our little baby every day!" Linger saw the little girl and quickly squatted down and spoiled her.

"That's great, that's great, fat uncle, stop!" Xiaobaoer laughed, but her two black eyes suddenly stopped, looked aside and shouted.

"Hey, baby, what's wrong? I miss fat uncle!" Pang Ye, who just walked to the door, suddenly smiled.

"Well, you played with me during the period before my parents came back!" Xiaobao is very happy.

"Ah?" The fat man was stunned and immediately smiled bitterly.

"Do you have any comments?" The little girl also learned to put her hands on her waist, and she looked as cute as she was.

"No, no! Uncle Fat wants it!" Pang Ye looked at Linger with a wry smile, but found that Linger had looked up at the sky.

"Haha!"