After I went crazy, I became the creator

That touch of red makes people feel deep fear.

But in the next moment, this bit of fearful red was replaced by a bit of blue.

The blue shines in the sky, and a technique called the win-win method is used.

The crack that could not be blown by the wind or fixed by the divine light was attracted by Yu Lan's figure at this moment.

"Stay alive----"

Yu Cheng raised his head. The wind covered too many things, and he could only see his mother's mouth shape that seemed to be alive.

Broken Split waved the crack crazily, but that bit of Youlan firmly resisted the last line of defense.

Yu Cheng wanted to stand up, fight against the suction, and help his mother.

It's just that the surrounding environment is getting worse and worse at this moment.

If it weren't for the large amount of survival that had been injected into their bodies to maintain their bodies, they would already feel powerless at this moment.

Because the black and red hole in the sky is no longer attracting actual matter at this moment, even the power of survival of things is also absorbed.

At this moment, Yu Cheng felt that the existence of his body could not be retained at all, and it was constantly being sucked out from the empty eye sockets.

It was as if everything in the body was being drained out at this moment.

The next moment was an even more violent light and impact, lifting his body away. As Yu Cheng stabilized his body,

The faint blue was no longer in front of my eyes.

Yu Cheng gritted his teeth, held back tears, and lay on the ground, trying to open his eyes and look into the distance, towards the source of the light.

The originally black and red whirlpool of cracks was gradually dyed into the shape of light at this moment.

It even infects those cracks in turn, turning them into its own tentacles.

Broken Splinter tried to stand in the middle, use the confrontation between the two sides to strengthen itself, and finally turned against the enemy, but found that it had indeed taken advantage.

But whether it's the black-red hollow or the luminous vortex, the power it conveys seems to be bottomless.

He has not truly ascended to the gods. Under this pull from both sides, he can only continue to struggle.

But struggling is meaningless behavior.

I saw that there was a crack in the broken crack that was still expanding, and it broke directly with the pulling.

This break was like the first gunshot.

Then dense cracks and fractures appeared. When facing a strong enemy but not strong enough, introducing another force can help stabilize it.

But when two tigers fight, it is very likely that they will take care of the fox who is watching the fight.

The same is true for Broken Split. No matter how much it grows, it is still a little bit worse and cannot become the third pole.

If you can't even reach the third pole, you can only become a victim in the confrontation between the two powers.

As countless cracks broke, the hollow in the sky squirmed, and then an eye slowly emerged.

The eye was completely surrounded by black, and only the whites of the eyes were covered with bright red bloodshot eyes.

If you look closely, you will find that those bloodshot eyes are all cracks.

There is no emotion in the clear eyes, only coldness, and only coldness.

There was no madness, no emotion, nothing. All that could be seen through the cracks was nothingness.

Void God Zhang·The Eye of Destruction.

Of course, it may also be in the form of the Hand of Destruction, the Destroyer, etc. The gods of the void are essentially derived from the black and red spiritual text of Lu Que, and can appear in this world in any form.

This time, it was just the image of Yan Qing that half appeared in the sky.

The white light vortex on the other side also gradually shrank at this moment, and then a figure slowly appeared from it.

It was the figure of a feathered man.

"Father!" Yu Cheng looked at the other party and shouted.

The figure turned its back to him. He seemed to turn his head slightly when he heard the shouting, and opened his mouth slightly, as if he said something, but also seemed to say nothing.

Unfortunately, he couldn't even see the other person's face clearly.

Because at this moment, although this feathered man is still the image of a feathered man, every feather is composed of floating light.

Everything seemed so sacred.

The only exception is the chest, which seems to be a little red.

"Father-----"

Yu Cheng murmured to himself, and his ability to analyze all things was activated, and all kinds of knowledge poured into his mind.

The existence there is no longer a feathered man, no longer a husband, no longer a father,

He is no longer even the Feathered King.

The existence that appeared in front of him now was an individual who had completed his human journey and returned to God. He was the first individual to be deified by the Yuren - the Pillar of Feathers, which could also be called the God of Feather Pillars.

Yuzhu Shen's body changed slightly, and the bit of red was peeled off from his body.

The red color cooled quickly, and the red light quickly turned into something familiar to Yu Cheng. The ruby ​​fell on his forehead and stuck there very well.

The inheritance of the Feathered King is the blood of the oracle.

As the oracle's blood fell, Yu Cheng quickly sensed other Yuren and those lives in this world.

The strength and burden fell upon him at the same moment.

As Yu Cheng said before, he is the second generation leader of the Yuren ordained by fate.

That is, the second generation Feather King!

"Father——God!" Yu Cheng opened his mouth again, but what he finally spit out changed.

Ignoring Yu Cheng, Yuzhu Shen flew up and headed straight for the Eye of Destruction in the sky.

The infinite light of existence illuminates the entire sky.

At this moment, there is only a vast expanse of white left between heaven and earth.

After that vast expanse of white, there was a terrifying movement.

Unseen, unheard, unfelt.

He tried to shout, but found no sound.

At this moment, Yu Cheng realized that it was not that there was no sound, but that the sound was too loud, and it had included everything.

He didn't know if he was still in the same place, didn't know if he was injured, didn't know if he was flying or lying on the ground.

In this whiteness, he lost his perception of space and couldn't tell up and down, left and right, east and west, north and south.

He also lost his perception of time, not knowing whether it was a flap of wings, a breath, a sunset, or a month or a year.

He could only feel the vitality of other winged people being constantly reduced through the blood of the oracle.

For this reason, Yu Cheng chose to activate the blood of the oracle and distribute the endless survival power in it to other winged people along the life connection.

If it is not enough, then distribute his own survival of several hundred years.

Until the white light began to decrease, until the world reappeared, until time moved forward again.

Yu Cheng felt itchy all over his body, which was a symptom of wound repair.

His eyes were able to see again, and he saw the world again.

The world was desolate, very similar to the life boundary that Yu Cheng had visited before.

In other places, a few Yu people also stood up.

Yu Cheng stood up and looked into the distance.

A sun rose from afar, and a new day had arrived.

[Genesis 3:5 Yu completed his journey in the world and returned to God, becoming Yu Zhu, and Cheng became the second king! ]