Black, pitch-black, extremely black, pitch-black to the point that it was a complete mess…
At the beginning of the universe, heaven and earth were chaotic, like a sealed egg. Pangu, the God of Creation, was born in it. After a trillion years, he stretched his arms and legs, raised his head, yawned, and stood up. There was a big explosion in the dead universe. The eggshell immediately split into two. The turbid yin sank into the earth, and the clear yang rose into the sky…
One day, the sky in the east had just turned orange, and the sounds of birds, beasts, demons, and evil monsters that had woken up early had just sounded in the Land. The leader of the most powerful living race in the universe, the dragon race, was sitting cross-legged on a huge black bear skin with his eyes closed. A few days ago, Ancestral Dragon God had led his dragon warriors to fight against some evil and bloodthirsty beasts in the three realms. His pneuma had been severely consumed. Seeing that the beasts had disappeared and no longer came out to cause trouble, he found this cave on a cliff and spent all his time in the cave to cultivate and restore his power. He couldn't remember how many days he hadn't walked out of this cave. Ancestral Dragon's divine power had already reached the realm of " Three Flowers Gathering at the Top " and " Five Qi Facing the Origin ". He was about to stand up and go out of the cave to inspect the Three Realms when he suddenly heard a loud noise from the east. Then, a gust of wind wrapped in sand rushed into the cave. The Ancestral Dragon was shocked. He quickly revealed his original body and flew out of the cave against the wind to see what was going on. What he saw shocked him. He saw that the southeast sky was low and tilted. Above his head, it was as if ten thousand horses were galloping. The torrential river water was rushing from the northwest to the southeast along the sky. A loud sound that shook the sky and earth faintly came from the southeast.
Ancestral Dragon climbed up to the clouds and looked carefully. It turned out that Buzhou Mountain, the pillar that supported the eastern sky, had fallen. There was no support in the southeast sky, so there was a huge crack in the sky that ran from north to south. The torrential river water was rushing down along this crack and pouring into the earth. The sound was like thunder and could be heard endlessly. The usually calm Ancestral Dragon turned pale with fright and blurted out,"Not good! The sky is splitting!" Why would the Prime Pillar collapse? Zu Long couldn't be bothered to think about it. He immediately let out a long roar towards the sky and summoned a group of dragon warriors. They rushed towards the east sky…
When Pangu was born, his head was above the sky, his feet were on the ground, and he stood in the universe. The sky rises ten feet a day, and the earth thickens one foot a day. Pan Gu grew a hundred feet a foot a day. After 1,800 years, the sky was 36 levels high. Eighteen layers thick. The sky was too high to reach, the earth was too thick to measure, and Pangu had also grown to the extreme and finally stopped growing. His indomitable body collapsed with a loud bang, smashing the flat ground into pieces and leaving potholes.
Pangu died, and all things began. The blood vessels in his body had turned into rivers and streams. Blood flowed all over the cracks and potholes in the Land, turning it into an ocean and lake. The broken bones turned into mountains and rivers. His plump muscles turned into soil, his hair turned into all kinds of plants, and his body turned into a sea of blood. The various parasites in the hair turned into various animals and insects. Two eyes flew into the sky, one turning into the sun and the other into the moon. The five viscera and six bowels disappeared and turned into the formless Dao of the Five Elements…Yin and Yang begin, the five elements are born, and the three realms are formed.
After hundreds of millions of years, the Universal World experienced frequent earthquakes, floods, volcanoes, and tsunamis. Demons danced in the three worlds, and giant beasts ran amok. Since there was no common leader to restrict the behavior of the demonic beasts, the three realms were prey to the strong, and there was endless slaughter. The world was filled with a thick bloody murderous aura. In the hundreds of millions of years of dark battles, a group of creatures with their unique ability to absorb and digest the energy of other creatures gradually emerged and stood out. As their power continued to grow and develop, some of the magical beasts that were once powerful did not dare to fight with them. They were either destroyed by this group, submitted to this group, or simply chose to disappear. This group also became the boss of the three worlds that no evil dared to provoke, and took on the role of the " world police."
In the battle to quell the chaos, the members of this race gradually absorbed the essence of other creatures and changed their appearance. They were called " dragons " by the magical beasts of the Three Realms. Although they were all dragons, they had different forms and abilities. The dragon with a body like a python and liked to swim, the wyvern with wings that soared up into the sky…The candle dragon with horns on its head and was good at breathing fire. Due to their different fortunes, they called the dragon with the nine characteristics of a python body, a cow's head, a camel's mouth, a horse's hair, antlers, a donkey's ears, a tiger's paw, an eagle's claw, and a lizard's leg the orthodox Azure Dragon. They ruled the dragon tribes. The leader of the dragon race had grown into a python body, a bull head, a camel mouth, crocodile teeth, turtle eyes…a loach tail, whiskers on the mouth, and beads under the chin. Such a unique body was elected by the various dragons as the overlord of the dragon race, the Ancestral Dragon God.
Ever since the dragon race ruled the three worlds, the sun and moon began to move westward in an orderly manner. The rivers gradually flowed eastward into the sea, and the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter became increasingly distinct. The universe gradually became a clear and lively world.
Before reaching the bottom of the Heaven Splitter, Ancestral Dragon saw Fire Demon Zhurong standing on the waves and laughing loudly. The waves of water and fire made sizzling sounds, and the misty water vapor carried the raging flames and rose and fell along with the huge waves. Water Demon Gonggong stood on the broken Buzhou Mountain, panting heavily. Most of his hair was burnt, and the air was filled with a pungent smell. Under the guidance of Gonggong's breathing, the water of the Heavenly River that poured down from the sky cracked turned into giant waves and rolled towards Fire Demon Zhurong. When Ancestral Dragon saw this scene, he immediately understood the reason for the collapse of the pillar. It was actually the result of the battle between the water and fire demons. He was instantly enraged. He let out a long dragon roar and rushed toward the two demons. Behind them, dragon warriors roared, shaking the sky, wanting to capture Zhurong and Gonggong.
The Water and Fire Devils were fighting fiercely in the billowing waves. Suddenly, they heard a dragon's roar coming from afar. The two Devils were startled. Looking at the billowing waves, they realized that they had caused a real disaster. The divine weapons of the Dragon Clan had come to capture them. If they were captured by the dragon race, they would definitely be doomed. The two demons 'expressions changed drastically. They glanced at each other. Before the dragon warriors arrived, Zhurong hurriedly shook its body and shouted at Gonggong,""Gonggong, you're lucky. If it wasn't for the Dragon Clan's divine weapon, I would have burned you to ashes today.”After saying that, he turned into a burning cloud and escaped under the cover of the orange glow.
"Humph! Don't leave if you have the guts!" Gonggong was obviously unconvinced by Zhurong, but he didn't dare to chase after him. Seeing that Zhurong had already escaped first, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He hurriedly chanted a incantation gesture and dived into the water under the cover of the mountain-like waves, disappearing without a trace.
As it turned out, Gonggong and Zhurong were a pair of old enemies. Neither of them was willing to admit defeat, and neither of them liked the other. They often had duels, and today's battle was a matter of life and death. Zhurong had red hair and a red face. A tiger-skin skirt was wrapped around his waist, and his body was covered in raging flames. He was wielding a divine wooden stick with both hands, which had been burned to ashes. Riding on a golden-haired, single-horned beast, he was the first to launch a raging fire at Gonggong. He was so fierce that he looked like a self-immolator who had just escaped from a sea of fire. Gong Gong had disheveled hair, a green face, and sharp fangs. He was wearing a necklace made of the skull of an unknown creature. He was holding a gourd in each hand, urging the nine-headed flood dragon under his feet to raise a sky-high wave to fight back. The two demons fought for a long time, and even some of the hidden demonic beasts came out to watch the show. Seeing that there were people watching, the two demons fought even more fiercely, wanting to kill each other. Zhurong rode on its one-horned beast and stepped on the peaks of the waves, which rose and fell one after another. Looking down from above, the mouth of the fire-breathing beast it was riding on was like a flamethrower, shooting a series of huge tongues of fire at Gonggong. The nine-headed flood dragon under Gong Gong was a branch of the dragon-kind. Its nine mouths were like nine high-pressure water guns. The water streams that came out of its nine mouths formed a net that not only sealed the fire tongues of the fire-breathing beasts, but also severely wounded them.
Zhurong was furious. It threw away the Divine Wood Charcoal Rod and jumped up from the back of the Fire-breathing Beast. It took the risk to break through the water net and sank the Nine-headed Flood Dragon into the water with the Flaming Chain Divine Palm. Seeing that his pet, the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon, was injured, Gonggong roared angrily and pounced at Zhurong with monstrous waves. Zhurong saw that after every huge wave fell, the second huge wave would rise again. It knew that the water was heavier. No matter how high the waves were, there would be a rise and a fall. As he willed it, every time the huge wave rose, he would quickly raise the fire. When the huge wave rose to an extremely high height and was about to fall back, he would immediately control the flames from above and pounce on the huge wave. When the second wave rose again, it quickly rose again, not being swept up by the huge wave. After repeating this process, not long after, the water surface was already filled with steam and fog.
Gonggong fought with Zhurong with all his might, but he couldn't win for a long time. He couldn't help but be furious. He stepped forward and stood on the wave. The water that the gourd god poured out with both hands was like flying icebergs that pressed down on Zhurong, but it was dodged by Zhurong, who was agile. In the gaps between the flying mountains and rivers, Zhurong seized every opportunity to attack Gonggong while spitting out flames. The two demons unleashed their divine abilities and fought with their lives. For a moment, huge waves roared, mountains rolled, and water vapor enveloped the world.
Seeing Gonggong appear, Zhurong was secretly delighted. It knew that the time to defeat Gonggong had come. He dodged between the water mountains and seized the opportunity to approach Gong Gong. He condensed the tens of thousands of meters tall flame from his mouth into balls of fire and threw them at Gong Gong. Gonggong couldn't dodge in time, and was wrapped up by the fireball. He panicked and lost the power of the divine ladle in his hand. With that, how could he resist the burning flames? The two of them resisted each other with their powers, and soon, Gong Gong's fur was scorched. He hurriedly dove into the water to hide.
When Gong Gong ran back to the bottom of the water in a sorry state, he looked at the burnt fur all over his body and was furious. Thinking that if this continued, he would not be able to gain any benefits, he calmed down and thought about it carefully. He immediately understood. Knowing that the fire was rising lightly, he was at a disadvantage by using water to attack Zhurong. If he wanted to defeat Zhurong, he could only completely extinguish Zhurong's flames by pouring water from top to bottom. Thinking of this, Gong Gong, who had lost his mind, suddenly had a plan. Through the bottom of the water, he saw Zhurong, who had just defeated him and taken advantage of him, standing at the foot of Buzhou Mountain and laughing wildly. He then activated his divine power and unexpectedly set off a huge wave to crash into Buzhou Mountain, the pillar that supported the sky…With just one hit, it smashed Buzhou Mountain, which supported the sky, into several pieces.
As the pillar fell and the sky cracked, torrential water immediately surged down from the sky crack and pressed down on Zhurong's ten thousand feet blazing fire barrier. Zhurong couldn't dodge in time and was instantly drenched by the pouring Heavenly River water. The Samadhi Fire was extinguished. In his panic, he turned into a ball of fire and quickly jumped out of the heavenly water to hide. Looking at the Heavenly River water that suddenly descended from the sky, rumbling and surging, Zhurong was in a state of shock. Only then did it realize that the "suspected Milky Way falling from the Nine Heavens" had actually become a reality.
Zhurong calmed down and looked at Gonggong, whose head was injured because he broke the Sky Lifting Pillar. He leaned against the broken Buzhou Mountain and panted heavily. He knew that Gonggong had broken Buzhou Mountain and that he was also badly injured. Now was the time to completely destroy Gonggong, his old rival. He laughed out loud proudly. How could he let go of this opportunity? Taking a deep breath, he set the fire again and lunged at Gong Gong.
Although Gonggong was injured, he was still very brave. He shook his head and pulled himself together. He roared and waved his hands, fighting Zhurong again. The two demons were in the middle of a fierce battle. Seeing that Gonggong was starting to panic and was about to collapse, Zhurong laughed proudly. Just as it was about to do its best to kill Gonggong, it suddenly heard a dragon roar coming from afar. The two devils felt their hearts tremble. They turned around and saw the leader of the dragon race, Tyrant King Ancestral Dragon God, leading a team of dragon warriors and rushing over with killing intent. The Water and Fire Devils knew that things weren't good and didn't dare to continue fighting. They hurriedly used their incarnations to hide and escape. The magical beasts that were watching the battle screamed and fled without a trace.
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