The Demon King grabbed Jinghong and took her away from the place, and then everyone stared at him in amazement.

The seventh heavenly thunder fell from the sky.

This is a colorless thunder!

Nearly transparent!

If it weren't for the trace it left on the sky, if it weren't for the awe-inspiring sacred aura, no one would even notice its existence.

With the arrival of the seventh heavenly tribulation, a sacred aura burst out from Chu Mo.

This breath made the entire Pangu world tremble!

All living things couldn't help but kneel down on the ground and worshiped them.

Chu Mo's relatives and friends all felt a kind of joy from the bottom of their hearts. At this moment, they had abandoned all hatred and distracting thoughts in their hearts, leaving only joy.

Jinghong also had a dazed expression, and then suddenly shed tears. She murmured: "I'm sorry... it's really my fault."

No one knows what she saw or experienced.

At this time, a figure walked out from the dazzling light that was completely unaware of.

This figure was wearing a white dress, tall and handsome, with a perfect appearance, and a long silver hair spread around her waist.

With a wave of his hand, Shi Tian flew back to his hands.

Then, with another wave, Pangu Axe returned to his hands.

Yu Hong's soul was released by him. With a casual finger, Yu Hong gave birth to a physical body.

Jinghong looked at this scene and murmured: "God...create the world!"

The old monk stood among the crowd and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, you have become a god."

The old Taoist priest said with a pious look on his face and recited the Taoist name: "The Infinite Heavenly Lord, become a god!"—

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I will continue to wish you a happy New Year and good health. There are many social events during the New Year, so be careful.
Chapter completed!