Chapter 82 The world grows, everything is reborn

"Not good! The Chaos World is growing too fast, and the New World is not keeping up, and is being swallowed up again!" Pangu frowned, observing the instability of the New World.

He quickly gathered his mind and stopped exploring the origin of the world.

"Chaos Bell!"

Pangu pointed out with one finger, and the Chaos Bell became ten thousand feet tall, emitting endless divine light, covering the primitive world in it, preventing the chaotic airflow from raging in.

"Pangu Banner!"

Pangu pointed out with one finger again, and the Pangu Banner moved without wind, ten thousand feet tall, waving wildly towards the endless distance, and endless chaotic sword energy came out from it, turning the ever-growing Chaos World into a New World, and increasing the scope of the New World.

Faintly, it seemed that this Pangu Banner had some of the power of the former Pangu Axe.

"Tai Chi Diagram!"

Pangu pointed out with one finger again, and the Tai Chi Diagram turned into a sky-covering diagram, calming the earth, water, wind and fire of the entire new world, preventing them from raging and endangering the world.

As the scope of the new world grew, the Tai Chi Diagram, Pangu Banner, and Chaos Bell also grew larger.

"That's a little better!" Pangu nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the Dao Jade Butterfly beside him that had long been broken.

Although the Dao Jade Butterfly was not broken, the power of the three thousand Daos had already been lost almost completely, leaving only forty-nine Dao powers that had not been lost.

"Alas!" Pangu sighed, sacrificed it, and turned it into a series of rules that entangled with each other.

"The Dao is fifty, the heaven is forty-nine, and today is the Heavenly Dao!" As Pangu's words fell, the Dao Jade Butterfly became the Heavenly Dao of the prehistoric world. It had no will, but just acted according to the rules of the world.

In fact, there are far more than forty-nine great powers in the prehistoric world. Those are formed by the death of the gods and demons of the great ways, and the prehistoric heavenly way is just to control the rest of the great ways with the power of forty-nine great ways.

However, the perfect great way should be fifty-five, because there should be five supreme ones above it, and the five supreme ones cannot be controlled and controlled by the prehistoric heavenly way.

After doing all this, Pangu felt something was wrong. Suddenly, he suddenly reacted and patted his forehead.

"It turns out that this world is too small!" Pangu raised his hand to touch the sky. He supported his hands on this world and pushed hard. The sky and the earth were actually raised up a lot.

"It must be filled in the chaos, and those great gods and demons must not be born to harm the prehistoric world!" Pangu murmured to himself. This is his mission, a mission born with him.

It is the mission given to him by Ye Xuan, and it is the mission left in his origin when Ye Xuan gave birth to him.

Therefore, Pangu was not doing this for himself, but for the great world.

After who knows how many years.

The sky is so high, the earth is so thick, and the world is still so many times wider than before, and so many times higher and thicker.

"Such a world! Life will be born!"

Pangu's eyes saw through the infinite time and space, and knew that the chaotic world still had no growth, and the great world had reached its limit. It was not that he was unwilling, but that it had reached its limit.

The sky and the earth had reached such a height that it was no longer possible to cross the sky by its own strength. Pangu could only hold on continuously, fearing that the sky would fall and destroy the new world.

"Such a world, wouldn't it make people miss it..."

Pangu had already exhausted his strength. After he said this, he died suddenly, and his body gradually decomposed.

His spine turned into a pillar that supported the sky, holding up the collapsed sky again. Although it was much lower than before, it was also thousands of times higher than the beginning.

There is a space between the sky and the chaos. His long hair turned into stars, located in that space. This is called the endless starry sky.

The breath he exhaled from his mouth turned into wind, and his saliva turned into clouds.

His left eye turned into a sun, shining throughout the time, and his right eye turned into the moon, saving the world when the sun sets.

His limbs and body turned into endless peaks, scattered on the original earth, making it no longer flat but uneven.

Blood and sweat also turned into rivers and lakes, and skin and body hair also turned into grass and plants.

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In his transformation, countless creatures were bred, which was the breath of the new world.

Muscles turned into big men, contaminated by the turbid air of the earth and unable to obtain the merit of opening the sky. Among them, there were twelve of the largest big men, who were ten thousand feet tall. They were bred and hidden in the earth.

One creature after another was constantly bred, and turned into a stream of light and left.

Finally, it was his primordial spirit. After three parts, it was stained by the pure air of the creation of the sky, carrying endless Xuanhuang air and the power of merit and virtue, rolling away, no one knew where it was going or where it would land.

When Pangu fell, endless thoughts were born, combined with all kinds of things in the world, and transformed into one innate sacred after another, appearing in the world.

There were twelve pure airs in total, three of which were taken away by the Three Pure Ones, leaving nine, which turned into the three heavens of the blue sky, the yellow sky, and the blue sky.

There were also twelve turbid airs on the earth, but each of the twelve ancestor witches took one.

One by one, the innate thoughts combined with everything in the prehistoric world and turned into innate sacredness.

There are innate sacreds who should be born for this world, and there are innate sacreds who should be nurtured in them and come out in the next world.

As innate sacreds were born one by one, there were also countless resentments of the great gods and demons destroyed by Pangu, combined with everything in the prehistoric world, and turned into fierce beasts, who were born with the intention of destroying this world.

In addition to these two, there are also traces of thoughts after the death of many Dao gods and demons. A trace of Dao combines with the things of the prehistoric world and turns into innate gods.

One is sacred from Pangu, and the other is sacred from the gods and demons of the Great Dao. Although they are not the origin, they are both innately sacred, and the most important thing is that they are both new entities in this world.

Because whether it is the sacredness created by Pangu or the sacredness created by the gods and demons of the Great Dao, they can only be transformed into innate sacredness by combining various things from the prehistoric world.

But whether these are sacred creatures or ferocious beasts, they are either in the process of being gestated or undergoing enlightenment and practice.

Except for the ferocious beasts, all the innate gods bowed their heads to worship God Pangu.

Above chaos, in the void.

"Today's prehistoric world must be as big as a dozen star fields!" Ye Xuan thought to himself as he looked at the new world of the prehistoric world below.

The so-called star field is equivalent to the size of the observable universe in his previous life, but now it is more than ten times the size of the star field in the prehistoric era.

He looked into the chaos again. The chaos was not that big now, at least it was far from the size of the prehistoric era.

The chaotic world is like a chicken, but today's prehistoric world is like an egg, with a thin film between the egg shell and this thin film is the size of chaos today.