The journey of creation from fantasy to reality

"Boom!"

Zuo Mu waved the long sword in his hand, and the Yuanli in his body surged out, slashing towards the Lord of Dusk opposite him.

At the same time as Zuo Mu moved, the phantom of Pangu above him also chopped down with an axe, slashing at the Lord of Dusk at the same time as Zuo Mu.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the axe passed by, and a dark thin line suddenly appeared in the air.

That was Zuo Mu's attack, which directly cut through the space, leaving a dark space crack.

Facing Zuo Mu's attack, the corner of the Lord of Dusk's mouth slightly hooked, and he raised his right palm directly and slapped Zuo Mu.

"Hu~!"

Accompanied by a whistling wind, the Lord of Dusk's palm directly hit Zuo Mu's attack.

"Bang~!"

With a loud bang, a terrifying shock wave spread out, and a big pit was blown out on the ground below.

The Lord of Dusk did not move at all, standing firmly in front of the space channel.

Zuo Mu, who was full of confidence, felt his arm go numb, and he could hardly hold the long sword in his hand. Blood dripped from his mouth, and he staggered back dozens of steps.

Even the shadow of Pangu above him was twisted and shaking, and almost lost its balance and disappeared on the spot.

"How could it be? This is Brother Pangu, the great Pangu who created the world?"

Zuo Mu finally managed to stabilize his body, and looked at the Lord of Dusk who was as steady as a mountain opposite, and couldn't help but exclaimed in disbelief.

"Haha, there is nothing impossible about this. You are just a shadow, how can you compare with me?

If the real body of this god was here, I would turn around and leave without saying a word, as I am just an incarnation."

The Lord of Dusk said with a slight curl of his lips, quite disdainful.

"This is impossible. My eldest brother is the great god Pangu who created the world. What qualifications do you have to compare with him?"

Listening to the disdainful words of the Lord of Dusk, Zuo Mu frowned, and did not care about his identity, and directly retorted.

"Hmph! What is the creation of the world? It is probably to create his own kingdom of God. He may not even be as good as me. What qualifications does he have to create the world?

I am too lazy to tell you. I will send you now to ask your eldest brother."

Seeing that Zuo Mu dared to refute his words, the Lord of Dusk's face could not help but darken, and he was no longer prepared to immerse him as his own follower.

So he finished speaking impatiently and was about to slap him to death.

When the Lord of Dusk raised his hand, he suddenly paused and looked at Zuo Mu in surprise.

"You said he is your eldest brother?"

This made the Lord of Dusk feel surprised and suspicious. Could it be that the two of them were related by blood?

Otherwise, how could the gods allow a mere mortal to call him "big brother", such an intimate title?

But this doesn't seem right. As a blood relative of a god, no matter what the situation is, he should carry the god's divine duties and will.

However, although Zuo Mu has the power of a god's mark on his body, his blood is not stained with any divine duties and will.

Obviously, Zuo Mu is not a true blood relative of a god.

As for what kind of relationship Zuo Mu has with that god, the Lord of Dusk is a little curious, but he doesn't take it too seriously.

After all, it's just a god who is almost the same as himself, or slightly inferior to himself. Does he need to care?

However, Zuo Mu doesn't know what the Lord of Dusk is thinking.

"That's it! What? Are you scared? If you are scared, leave here quickly and return to your own world."

Therefore, after seeing the reaction of the Lord of Dusk, even though Zuo Mu was worried, he still acted arrogantly.

"Hey~! Would I be afraid? Even if your real big brother is here, how could I be afraid of a guy who is not as good as me?

Okay, I will send you to find your good big brother now."

The Lord of Dusk sneered, and as soon as his tone changed, his palm pressed down fiercely.

Looking at the giant palm that covered and blocked all the surrounding space, Zuo Mu was speechless for a while.

Just say it, why do you want to use your hands?

Despite complaining in his heart, Zuo Mu raised the long sword in his hand at the first time, exerted all his strength, and chopped at the palm above synchronously with Pangu's phantom.

"Bang!"

"Puff~!"

With another fierce collision, half of Zuo Mu's body was smashed into the ground, and the long sword in his hand was also out of his hand, inserted diagonally into the ground in the distance, and the old blood that was pent up in his chest could no longer be held back, and spurted out.

Fortunately, he finally repelled the attack of the Lord of Dusk.

Looking at the still motionless Lord of Dusk and the deformed pink-dressed woman on the other side of the altar, Zuo Mu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"This is really a June debt, and it's paid back quickly!"

He had just beaten the pink-dressed woman half crippled, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to be beaten to death.

Zuo Mu looked up and saw the Pangu phantom above, which was fluctuating more and more violently and about to collapse and dissipate. He couldn't help but be speechless.

My big brother Pangu, Pangu God, you are a bit weak!

"Humph! You are quite capable to take my two attacks, but how are you going to resist next?"

Looking at his own dull full body armor, and then looking at the Lord of Dusk who had not moved at all and just waved his hand to cripple him, is there any way to beat him?

Thinking of this, Zuo Mu couldn't help but complain.

"You are really showing off!"

"Hmph!"

Although the Lord of Dusk didn't know what Zuo Mu meant by his words, he knew that what he said was definitely not good, so he snorted coldly, stopped talking nonsense with him, and stretched out his hand again to press down.

With one hand covering the sky, he directly locked the space of 10,000 meters in radius, ensuring that Zuo Mu would never escape.

Before the palm pressed down, the divine will of the twilight of the gods and the decay of the world had already overwhelmed the sky.

"Chichichi"

Looking at the power of his full body armor being quickly worn away and corroded, Zuo Mu couldn't help but smile bitterly, this really thinks highly of me.

This time he is really dead.

Seeing that the divine power in the full body armor was about to be completely worn away, the Pangu phantom that was about to dissipate above suddenly dissipated at this time, turning into a blood and divine power, covering Zuo Mu's body, offsetting the erosion of the divine will from the outside world for him.

But

"What's the use of this?"

Looking at the palm that was quickly pressed down, Zuo Mu sighed in his heart, Brother Pangu, it seems that we will never have the chance to meet again.

And at the moment when Pangu's shadow collapsed, there was a mysterious wave that instantly broke through the endless space-time dimension and the world barrier.

It was transmitted to another vast and chaotic place.

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