I opened the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 195: Heaven and Earth Slash

The distortion of space and time in the universe was finally stopped with great difficulty.

However, everything is far from returning to calm.

The new crisis, like the fangs of a devil, quietly emerged from the darkness.

In the depths of that unreachable galaxy, a mysterious and extremely powerful force was suddenly awakened by this shocking battle.

This power is so ancient that it seems to be traced back to the origin of the universe, and it is so evil that it is terrifying.

It lurks in the endless darkness, like a poisonous snake waiting for its chance to strike.

Peeping at the thrilling battle between Pangu, Yao Guangxiao and Li Tianhua.

Greedily waiting for the best opportunity, ready to give them a fatal blow.

Dark energy surged around it, as if it was going to swallow the entire universe into an endless abyss of fear.

Pangu originally thought that victory was in sight, so he took a short break and planned to relax his tense nerves.

Who would have thought that at this critical moment, the mysterious power suddenly erupted like a volcano, and in the blink of an eye it turned into countless dark tentacles with bared fangs and claws, sweeping towards Pangu at lightning speed.

Pangu was caught off guard. Before he could react, he was tightly entangled by these tentacles, just like being trapped in a tangled mess.

These tentacles were terrible, and contained a frighteningly strong corrosive force. As soon as Pangu's strong skin touched them, it immediately made a "sizzling" sound, like barbecue, and wisps of green smoke came out. The scene was really horrible!

Pangu screamed in pain, and the roar of pain could have broken a person's eardrums. He struggled desperately, like a big insect trapped in a spider web, but helplessly, these tentacles seemed to be deliberately against him, wrapping tighter and tighter, almost strangling Pangu into a dumpling!

At the same time, the strange magical energy of Yao Guangxiao and Li Tianhua, which had just been dispersed, unexpectedly gathered again like a ghost. They echoed with this mysterious force, like a devil's carnival, forming a more powerful and terrifying evil alliance.

There was no fear in Pangu's eyes, only rock-hard determination and burning indignation. He tried his best to mobilize the overwhelming strength of his body and desperately struggled to break free from the iron wall of darkness.

His muscles were tense like a steel wall, and his veins bulged like a coiled dragon. Every time he exerted force, it was as if he had the strength to pull up a mountain and the power to overwhelm the world, causing the surrounding space to produce violent fluctuations like raging waves.

Pangu was sweating profusely, but he still gritted his teeth and fought a desperate battle with the dark tentacles with the fearless courage of an ant trying to shake a tree. His body trembled slightly, but he still persevered, and that kind of tenacious energy seemed to change the world.

Every struggle he made was unprecedented, every roar he made was earth-shattering. The surrounding void was shattered by his power, and everything was in chaos.

Just when Pangu and the dark tentacles were in a stalemate, like a tug-of-war game entering a white-hot stage, the re-gathered magic energy instantly turned into a ghostly black lightning, "whoosh" straight towards Pangu. Pangu was stunned at the time and had no time to dodge. He was hit hard by the lightning and his body trembled. It felt like a mosquito being electrocuted by an electric mosquito swatter, twitching continuously.

But who is Pangu? He is a super strong man! He did not fall down. He clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged as if they were stuffed with two big buns, and roared: "My life is in my own hands, not in the hands of God!" This roar contained his invincible will to create the world and his firm determination to protect the universe. Wherever the sound waves reached, the power was even stronger than that of a tweeter. The dark tentacles broke one after another, just like noodles being cut.

This scene is simply Pangu’s “highlight moment”. The momentum is even more powerful than Ultraman’s ultimate move. It’s so cool!

Pangu, who had broken free from his restraints, was like an angry lion, with his eyes wide open and hair standing on end, rushing towards the source of the mysterious power with the force of thunder.

However, what was waiting for him was a huge dark vortex that seemed to be able to swallow everything. The extremely powerful suction force was like countless invisible hands, pulling Pangu desperately, making his movements extremely slow. Every step forward seemed like a difficult trek through a quagmire.

Pangu knew that if he was sucked into this terrifying vortex, he would be doomed and the consequences would be disastrous. He quickly stabilized his body, his feet rooted to the ground, and his hands were like giant pillars supporting the sky and the earth, trying to stubbornly resist the suction of the vortex that was like a black hole.

But the power of the vortex became stronger and stronger, like an endless demon, constantly increasing its power. Pangu's feet gradually left the ground, and the whole person began to move closer to the vortex involuntarily. His clothes were torn to pieces, his muscles were so tense that they seemed to burst, and his blood vessels bulged like winding mountains.

At this time, Pangu was like a small boat struggling in the strong wind and huge waves, which could be completely swallowed up at any time, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to give up. His determined expression seemed to declare to the whole universe: I, Pangu, will never surrender!

At this critical moment, Pangu closed his eyes, held his breath, and concentrated his mind, frantically gathering the power in his body that was like a vast galaxy into his palm. His palm was shining with light and surging with power, as if it contained the energy to destroy the world.

Then, Pangu's eyes widened with anger, and he thrust his hands forward. In an instant, a dazzling light shot out from his palms, like a sword that cut through the darkness, with an unstoppable momentum, directly hitting the center of the dark vortex.

With a deafening roar that resounded through the sky, the dark vortex collapsed instantly, like a giant bomb that had been detonated. Countless dark fragments flew everywhere, like fireworks blooming and meteors falling, dissipating in the air.

But how could the mysterious power give up? It condensed again, like the rebirth of a demon, and quickly formed an enormous dark sphere that covered the sky and the sun. This sphere exuded a suffocating evil aura, rolling in, with the force of a mountain, crushing Pangu. Wherever it passed, the space was distorted, the wind was whistling, as if the whole universe was trembling.

Pangu looked at the oncoming dark sphere with no fear on his face. Instead, he felt a strong fighting spirit and was ready to meet this new challenge.

Pangu did not flinch, his determined eyes were burning with fighting spirit, like two balls of flames that would never go out. He kicked his legs hard and flew up, like an eagle swooping down on its prey, and faced the menacing dark sphere without hesitation.

In that brief but seemingly eternal moment, Pangu's figure collided fiercely with the dark sphere. This collision was like the violent collision of two stars, producing a huge explosion that destroyed the world.

In an instant, light and darkness intertwined, forming a strange and terrifying picture. The light was like countless sharp swords, trying to pierce the darkness; while the darkness was like endless ink, desperately trying to devour the existence of light. The two were entangled and confronted with each other, as if it was an endless life-and-death contest.

At the same time, energy and chaos were also colliding fiercely. The powerful energy fluctuations were centered on the collision point and spread wildly in all directions. Wherever they went, the stars were shattered and the space collapsed. The chaotic energy spread, causing the entire universe to fall into chaos and confusion.

The huge impact force caused everything around to become distorted. The originally stable galaxy was torn into pieces, and countless planets broke away from their original orbits and collided with each other, turning into burning balls of fire. The light of the stars also became dim under the impact of this force, as if it could go out at any time.

The entire universe seemed to be in a doomsday scenario. Strange lights flickered in the endless darkness, and powerful energy storms swept through every corner. Space cracks continued to appear, from which unknown terrifying forces gushed out. The originally peaceful and tranquil universe now turned into a hell full of destruction and despair.

Pangu was at the center of the explosion, bearing unimaginable pressure. His body was constantly impacted by the power of light and darkness, his muscles trembled, and his bones creaked. But he gritted his teeth, relying on his tenacious will and endless strength to resist this destructive force.

His roar resounded throughout the universe, as if declaring his determination to never surrender to this mysterious dark force. Every resistance, every counterattack, contained his great will to create the world and his firm belief in protecting the universe.

In this doomsday scene, Pangu is like a beacon that stands firm, bringing a ray of hope to the entire universe. Although everything around him is collapsing and destroying, his existence makes people believe that justice and light will eventually defeat darkness and evil.

After the aftermath of the explosion, Pangu and the mysterious force were like two "unlucky guys" who had just experienced a super melee and were both severely damaged.

As for Pangu, his body was horrible to look at. From head to toe, it was covered with scars, crisscrossed with wounds, as if he had been slashed by a group of naughty monsters with knives. Blood gushed out of the wounds like money, "gurgling" and flowing non-stop, instantly dyeing his body red. From a distance, Pangu looked like a bloody man who had just crawled out of a pool of blood. He looked as miserable as he could be.

Look at the mysterious power again. It was originally so powerful and brilliant, but now it has become weak and dim, like a big light bulb without electricity. The majestic power has disappeared long ago, and now it is like a plucked rooster, with its head drooping.

Pangu gasped and looked at his bruised body. He couldn't help but complain: "Oh my God, why is my body like a rag bag, full of holes!" As he spoke, he tried to wipe the blood off his body, but the more he wiped, the dirtier it became, and he made his face look like a clown.

And the mysterious power seemed to be secretly complaining: "This is really a case of losing more than gaining. I wanted to show off my power, but ended up making myself look like this!" It flickered a faint light weakly, as if begging for mercy from Pangu: "Brother Pangu, how about we stop fighting and go home to heal our wounds!"

When Pangu heard this, his eyes widened and he roared, "You wish! If I don't completely defeat you today, I, Pangu, will write my name backwards!" After saying that, he endured the pain and prepared to launch a new round of attack.

At this time, the wounds on Pangu's body seemed to have their own ideas. They opened their "mouths" and said, "Master Pangu, can you take it easy? We can't stand the pain any more!" But Pangu was unmoved. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brothers, hold on a little longer. Victory is just around the corner!"

In this chaotic and slightly funny scene, the final showdown between Pangu and the mysterious power is about to be staged again.

Pangu endured the pain, the piercing pain was like countless sharp blades stirring inside his body.

But with his iron will, he stood up again with difficulty.

He tightly grasped the giant axe of creation, and the axe blade flashed with cold light, as if it could cut off all the evil in the world.

The raging flame of battle still burned in Pangu's eyes. The flame was hot and firm, as if it could burn away all the evil in the world.

He straightened his spine, like a towering mountain, standing tall and proud.

Pangu knew very well that as long as he was still alive, he would never allow this evil force to trample on and destroy the peace and order of the universe.

The mysterious power was not to be outdone. It struggled to rally itself from its weakness.

His entire body emanated a dark aura as thick as ink, which seemed to have life and kept twisting and changing.

It is shaped like a chaotic shadow with a strange light flickering inside, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

The mysterious force was like an enraged prehistoric beast, and it attacked Pangu again with great momentum.

The two sides engaged in a fierce confrontation.

Pangu wielded the giant axe of creation and performed the "Heaven and Earth Creation Slash".

Every swing brought with it the force of wind and thunder, as if it was going to tear the heaven and earth apart.

Wherever the axe blade passed, cracks appeared in space.

Immediately afterwards, Pangu used the "Chaos Destruction Strike".

This move is extremely powerful, but can the mysterious force withstand it?

The mysterious power released a rolling black tide, which swept towards Pangu like a surging wave.

Wherever the black tide passed, everything was swallowed up and turned into nothingness.

In this round of their clash, who will have the upper hand?

Their battle caused the surrounding space to tremble violently and the stars to shake.

It seemed as if the entire universe was trembling with fear over this shocking battle.

Light and darkness intertwined, power and will collided, and the brilliant light that burst out illuminated the endless void.

Pangu's roar resounded throughout the universe, and that voice was filled with his adherence to justice and his anger towards evil.

The roar of the mysterious power was filled with evil arrogance and unwillingness.

Every collision triggered a huge energy fluctuation, spreading in all directions like a tsunami.

Wherever it went, galaxies were shattered, time and space were distorted, and countless celestial bodies were turned into dust under the impact of this force.

However, neither Pangu nor the mysterious power showed any intention of retreating.

On this cosmic stage, they are fighting a desperate battle for the fate of the universe, at the cost of their lives.

Who will be the final winner? Where will the fate of the universe go?