In the blink of an eye, they grew to the size of Yang Shou, and they stopped growing.

In their eyes, the size of the Creation God is an existence that no creature can surpass.

They were like ten big fireballs, flying up and down around Yang Shou, rejoicing and exuding terrifying light and heat at the same time.

"According to the temperature of the God Realm, the temperature they emit from the body surface now reaches 6,000 degrees, which is roughly equivalent to the temperature of the body surface of the God Realm's sun."

Fu Brain shone with light, quickly calculating the data of the Ten Golden Crows.

Yang Shou nodded. Compared with the sun, the current Jinwu is of course far worse. After all, it is a huge star that provides all the light and heat of an entire galaxy, and a sun occupies 9% of all the mass of the solar system. seventeen.

The quality and heat are unimaginable and difficult to measure, but Yang Shou believes that as he evolves into the heavens and the world, he will be able to create a real sun sooner or later.

In a single thought, all worlds will be born and destroyed!

However, for now, let’s tackle the cancer problem first.

Yang Shou thought about it, waved his hand, and randomly selected one of the ten Golden Crows and included it in Hongmeng Kongjian.

The other nine golden crows fluttered, not showing surprise, but looking extremely disappointed, looking at Yang Shou expectantly.

Yang Shou looked at the remaining nine golden crows, showed a faint smile, pointed to the hibiscus tree and said, "From today onwards, you will live in the hibiscus tree and patrol the heaven and earth for twelve hours every day on my behalf, dividing the heaven and earth into day and night. Don't slack off."

Although the nine golden crows were very reluctant, they still nodded and let out a clear and loud cry that resounded through the sky.

Seeing that the nine golden crows understood what he meant, Yang Shou nodded, and at the same time sent a message to the will of the island of life, indicating that it should take care of his nine... cheap sons.

Since then, the prehistoric world is no longer chaotic and gloomy. For the first time, the sun appeared, dividing the day and night equally, and the heaven and earth began to have order.

Before that, the prehistoric world could not be exposed to too much sunlight, so even in the daytime, it was always dark.

After Yang Shou adjusted the order, the prehistoric world would no longer have long days and nights. The nine golden crows who inspected the heavens and the earth were honored by the prehistoric creatures as the Dao Zun of the Sun.

In the prehistoric world, anyone who reaches the realm of half-step gods is called Dao Zun.

After arranging all this, Yang Shou returned to the sacred mountain in the underground world through the teleportation array.

Looking at the sun that was transformed into the sky by one of his own witchcraft, and hanging high in the sky all the year round, Yang Shou stretched out a hand to cover the sky and blocked the sun, and grabbed it towards the sun.

For a moment, all the creatures in the entire underground world showed shock and fear, staring blankly at the sky, at the indescribable giant hand.

Western Jianmu, the holy land of the two-headed lizard.

Kemdo and the other five half-step gods were discussing how to exterminate the wizarding tribe when they suddenly sensed that the sky was getting dark, and they couldn't help but look up and saw a shocking scene.

Even if they became a half-step god, they couldn't help but show their horror. They tried to touch the scorching sun that hangs above the nine heavens, but they couldn't bear the terrifying heat before they flew halfway, and the whole body would burn. .

The scorching sun is like divine power, divine punishment, and it cannot be touched by mortals. Half-step gods are also unable to withstand the huge energy contained in that sun.

But now, there is actually a giant hand, reaching out to this vast and boundless existence...

Cover the sky with one hand!

All the creatures in the underground world stared at the sky in horror. Changsheng, Dirk, and Joyce couldn't help but stunned and stared blankly at the scene that was about to happen.

The giant hand reached out and grabbed the sun in the sky in the palm of his hand. With a grasp of the palm, the whole world, the light disappeared, and it was instantly dimmed.

Joyce looked at such a terrifying scene and remembered the three hundred years of darkness recorded in ancient books.

Caesar the Great fought against the gods, the human race was punished by the gods, destroyed the sun, and imposed a three-hundred-year punishment!

Could it be that... the creatures of this world have offended the gods again?

Joyce's lips trembled, unimaginable, such a huge world, once the sun disappears, what kind of destruction will usher in.

However, it didn't take long for a bright light to reappear in the pitch-dark world. With a crisp chirping sound, in the eyes of everyone, a giant bird spread its wings and flew high towards the Nine Heavens. At the same time... the light became more and more The more prosperous.

"Jinwu, from today onwards, you should inspect the world, divide each day into day and night, twelve hours each, where you live... After work, keep your breath away, don't make trouble, the world is big, you can play. "

Yang Shou gave an order to this golden crow, and the golden crow assumed the responsibility of dividing the day into twelve hours of day and night.

At first, all living beings could still look directly at the Golden Crow, but as the Golden Crow continued to glow and heat up, its aura climbed and became larger, and it hung high above the nine heavens, and no one dared to look directly at it.

If you look straight at it for a long time, your eyes will be burned by the flame that contains mysterious power. It is the fire of the Golden Crow, the fire of the sky and the earth.

"This... what is this?"

"God, have you exchanged a sun for this world?"

Joyce muttered in disbelief.

It is unimaginable that this is the existence that the ancestors of the wizarding world once provoked. With such a powerful, boundless, unimaginable, and unimaginable existence, there are actually madmen trying to fight against him and kill gods?

Thinking of this, Joyce's heart was full of shock, Caesar, as expected, not only a butcher, but also a lunatic!

And Dirk came from the Hongmeng space, and had never been in contact with the concept of gods, but felt a deep awe of this world.

When the two-headed lizard race first came to this world, the patriarch Kemdo once said that this world is full of terror!

Sure enough, this is a great terror, an existence that can cover the sky with one hand and change the day!

Yang Shou hadn't thought that he just changed a light bulb for this world... the sun would cause such a big shock. He just changed the light bulb in the basement as usual.

"Creator, this is the music of God you need."

After Yang Shou finished changing the sun, Fu Nao was held up by several mechas and presented a piece of the music of the gods.

These medicinal materials were picked and equipped by the mecha arranged by Fu Nao in the huge medicinal garden established in the middle of the mountain.

Yang Shou took over the movement of the gods, drank it, and looked at the increased lifespan on the watch: fifty-three minutes.

Until now, his lifespan was only four days and a few hours.

Yang Shou came to the 100-square-meter cultivation area he established and observed the Eucharistic cells inside. It had only been more than 100,000 years, and it had not yet given birth to self-consciousness and wisdom, and had not evolved into a higher life.

"Just keep waiting."

Yang Shou sighed. He is a dignified creation **** who has evolved into two worlds and is still threatened by cancer.

It's just that the world in which he has evolved is biased towards practice, and he has never paid attention to medicine, and has not received much development.

Not just any kind of extraordinary civilization can solve cancer. Earth's scientific and technological civilization is not too backward. It has not solved the problem of cancer until now, which is enough to prove how difficult it is to overcome it.

"However, I still have a long life."

Raising his eyes, Yang Shou looked at Dongfang Jianmu, where Changsheng was refining pills in full swing, while Dirk, as a tester, kept exploding...

"Fu Nao, this world needs a spokesperson for the gods. You go down to earth for me and hand over the fire of the Golden Crow's source to Changsheng."

Learning the lessons of the Rune World and the Wizarding World, Yang Shou said that he would never enter the world he created in real life again.

In the future, if he needs anything, he can cultivate a spokesperson in the world and act for God, which is both safe and high-level.

"Abide by the will of the Creator."

Fu Nao bowed respectfully, and then summoned a humanoid mecha with a tiny body, almost exactly the same as the human race in the underground world.

"I will walk the world for God, under the pseudonym Tesla."

Fu Nao divided part of the logic, entered Tesla's body, then bowed to Yang Shou, bowed, took the fire of the Golden Crow's source in Yang Shou's hand, and swallowed it.

"Also ask the creator to help me put it under the Dongfang Jianmu."

Tesla surrendered to Yang Shou and made an ancient Chinese etiquette on earth.

Yang Shou nodded, and drew a teleportation array at its feet. After the light flickered, it disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Beneath Dongfang Jianmu, Tesla's figure gradually appeared. He was wearing coarse clothes and plain clothes, but he had an elegant atmosphere.

All over the body, there is no power, but it is full of knowledge.

This is a mecha created by Fu Nao after absorbing all the knowledge of the earth and pouring the knowledge of the earth and the rune into his brain core.

He has no power, but has a vast ocean of knowledge, and is the ideal spokesperson for the gods.

In Fu Nao's view, the spokesperson of the gods does not have to be powerful, but must need wisdom in order to demonstrate the greatness of the gods.

Only Truss can be worthy of the title of the spokesperson of the gods.

Outside the Wizarding Academy.

Truss is like a bard wizard, gentle and elegant, and let people inform him that he is looking for longevity.

After waiting for a long time, he did not wait for Changsheng, and it was Joyce, the actual controller of the current wizarding academy, who met him.

At this time, ten years have passed, and Joyce has recovered to the third level, with ruddy blood and blood, and is no longer the blood-spitting machine before.

"You are?"

Joyce frowned and looked at Tras, but no matter how he investigated, he found that the person in front of him was a mortal, an ordinary person who had never been in contact with cultivation.

He once stepped into a half-step god, even if the realm is not now, but his eyesight is still there.

Despite making such a judgment~lightnovelpub.net~, he still felt an indescribable sense of urgency in Tesla, and the confidence that the latter conveyed all the time made him feel ashamed.

"In Lower Tras, it is the spokesperson of the gods, responsible for conveying the will of the gods."

Trath's words sounded unhurriedly, but Joyce was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help thinking of the black hand that covered the sky before.

He frowned. As the current acting dean of the Wizarding Academy, he asked in a deep voice, "How to prove it?"

Truss seemed to have expected him to ask such a question long ago, smiled slightly, made sure of it, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of flames from his abdomen.

Hot, dazzling, exuding a powerful aura, not to look directly at, not to think about, it attracted Joyce's attention in an instant.

This flame is like the fire of the sun that hangs high above the nine heavens and is constantly inspecting.

"This fire, the fire of the sun, was handed over to me by the gods."

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