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Chapter 143 The Doom of the Great Desolate Growth

However, the huge body also has its shortcomings. In the chest, there is a huge crack the size of a fist, and the bones can be seen deep, with thick white bones exposed.

At the same time, blood flowed down the wound, as if it was penetrated by some heavy weapon, which made the body feel like it was a desperate situation.

"That's Fuxi!"

Bai Ze's eyes were slightly condensed, "Has the result of the Fuxi and Jingyang confrontation been decided?"

"Are you winning or losing?"

Di Jun glanced at Bai Ze, unable to hide the shock in his heart. If Fuxi was cold, the situation would be even worse. However, even so, it did not affect Di Jun's mood at this time.

Having said that, I was already in a desperate situation and could not be even more desperate.

Di Jun felt his body fading, and every inch of flesh and blood turned into nothingness. There was a terrible power in the dark, which eroded everything about Di Jun and erased Di Jun from the most rooted perspective.

This ruin has undergone drastic changes and has a profound impact. Not only did Di Jun foresee his future becoming empty, his future was dim and he was cut off by the sky, but many other innate sacreds were in a complicated mood.

The fall of Fuxi's original body is like some kind of omen.

Then many innate sacred bodies were bathed in light and rain, shining, dissipating with the vast world and becoming empty.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Nuwa almost cried. Although the incarnation was still intact, it was not enough. The incarnation was the incarnation. Only the original body was the foundation. However, the original body was seriously injured. The wound that penetrated his chest was shocking. There was a mottled Taoist light on it. Just a wisp of it poured out, which moved Nuwa.

Nuwa revolved the great power of creation, and had infinite mysterious light, turning into spring rain that nourishes all things. When she fell on the wound, she saw sizzling sounds and dirty blood flowing out, which seemed very terrifying.

It doesn't help, it's a drop in the bucket. The gap in strength is too big. Even if the fortune is mysterious, it can't be involved. Even if Fuxi's wounds heal, it's impossible.

No, it seems to be very difficult to even slightly relieve the injury.

Nuwa felt very helpless and was really unwilling to accept it. It was the injury caused by Jingyang to Fuxi, so of course it could not be recovered. If Nuwa had such strength, she would not be far from Pangu.

"The injuries on this Dharma body are actually irrelevant, but a little bit of spiritual aura evolution, my true Dharma body has long been transformed into all things and transformed into one with the prehistoric world."

"The only thing that can be considered is that this injury affects the soul, such as a cervix attached to the bone, and it is difficult to recover."

"I can only rely on a long time to spend it little by little."

As soon as he finished speaking, the body dispersed and turned into endless waves of air. All kinds of divine lights surged up one after another. They intertwined and merged, like they turned into dazzling rains of light, all rushing towards the prehistoric world.

Fuxi's original body completely transformed, and at the same time, purple aura surging through the vast world and filling the universe, making the ruins filled with purple aura.

The purple aura seemed extremely graceful and noble, and that was fine. The most important thing was that there was a magnificent consciousness in it. It was a little confused, but its great power was not false.

But at this moment, the great power was also dissipating little by little. With the collapse of the prehistoric world, this process was almost irreversible.

That was the instinct of the prehistoric world. Seeing the destruction of the prehistoric world, in this end, that instinct forced Fuxi to use taboo means to take the path of burning both jade and stones, and at the same time transform into a breakthrough. In this way, Jingyang will truly fall forever.

This is naturally not easy. If you boil a frog in warm water, Fuxi would not have been hurt so much.

It was precisely because Jingyang had no other way to go. In despair, the backlash that Fuxi suffered was naturally very serious.

The original body collapsed, but the incarnation was still there, just stripping away from the instinct of the prehistoric world. Fuxi no longer had that powerful power. Since falling from Pangu's realm, some things were really powerless.

Fuxi saw many innate sacred bodies fading away, but he could not change anything.

Fortunately, Nuwa was not affected. Fuxi lowered his eyes and pondered in his heart, "Although I have made the false real, and the foundations that carry the prehistoric world turned into reality, but this is what I have created out of nothing with Pangu's great power."

"But the power exposed in the ruins has caused the essence of the prehistoric world to be stripped away, causing problems to occur in the process of creating something out of nothing."

"Yes, using Pangu's great power to refine the world, so that the prehistoric world will be completely transformed. This process is by no means done in one step. It also requires the refinement of a long time. This is the disaster of the prehistoric world's growth and an opportunity."

"The key to refining falsehoods and becoming true is to refine one word. What is to refine it? He blinds all the ways and uses the real matter as the cornerstone to fill it in. In the end, he naturally blurs the existence or not, confuses the truth and falsehood, and makes the prehistoric world truly transcend."

"The whole process should have been very smooth. If I were the only Pangu in this world, Pangu, and Pangu's thoughts, looking back on the past and present years, and playing with the future for thousands of years, is like observing patterns on your palm, very simple."

"It's a pity that this has been destroyed. There are some things I don't have time to do, and even if I can do it, there are other Pangu-level opponents that can still destroy what I do."

"If we want to restore the situation of the collapse of the prehistoric world, we need to continue the process of refining the false into reality and creating something out of nothing."

Fuxi frowned, but he didn't have the ability to continue intervening now. Even if the prehistoric instinct is integrated with himself, it will not work. It is not just Fuxi who suffered severe damage.

The prehistoric instinct can only be used as a spectator, and the other party is different from Fuxi.

The destruction of the prehistoric world cannot affect Fuxi. If the sky and the earth collapse and all things become empty, Fuxi's body remains unchanged, he has some confidence. Anyway, the worst thing is that he will lose his basic position and become a wanderer. He will move forward little by little along the long river of time, and he will eventually find other great realms.

But it depends on luck. If you are not lucky and you are lost, it is possible.

This is naturally impossible to do unless it is absolutely necessary.

Looking carefully, the surging purple aura transformed from the prehistoric instincts dissipated in pieces, and there was also a shocking crack in it, revealing a mottled meaning.

Originally, purple air formed a river, turning into waves of air, but one piece was missing from it.

Some places are pitch black and look particularly abrupt. It is a permanent damage caused by Jingyang and cannot heal in a short period of time.

The loud "rumbling" sound spread across the world, rolling the surging purple air, turning into thousands of flowing water, falling to all directions, and then the ruins were expanding violently. With the destruction of the vast world, the infinite flow of the Taoist rhymes, spiritual energy, and even all tangible things were swallowed up by the ruins.
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