my universe in a bottle

Chapter 200 Shattering the Void, Ascension by Day

The emperor was surprised for a few seconds, "Why didn't you finish this time, what should you do, you should know?"

"Prison and accept punishment."

A demigod suzerain couldn't help but make a sound.

"Then, go by yourself." He raised his hand and pressed lightly, and the eight demigods were instantly repaired and sealed, thrown into the prison, and then disappeared.

These eight demigods were terrified in their hearts.

The Son of Heaven is obviously still alive, but he just went down the mountain to travel, and in the end, this oolong happened, and even the world was in chaos, he, a faint king, didn't care.

After all, I didn't care about it a long time ago, allowing them to disrupt the government and expand their power.

His bottom line is just his unconstrained ideas, whether he has fulfilled the emperor's decree every 50 years.

When everyone thought of this, they were completely speechless.

This day.
Simply a strange person.

Didn't even kill us?

Even they can't describe it in words.

You don't care about the chaos like this, and we don't bother to pay attention when we announce that you are dead?Just thinking about your messy thoughts?

No, he didn't even know what was going on outside.

Who knows where he went, I heard that there was an emperor of the Fan Dynasty in Nanbei Prefecture, who was obsessed with carpentry, skilled and promiscuous, ignored the government, and tinkered with some new inventions all day long. I am afraid that this one is similar.

At this time, Legend's confidant outside came and stood outside the prison: "Sovereign, should we let you out?"

"No."

The suzerain of Beishengmen said immediately.

This is to kill them.

"Let's all lock up here, and deal with things under the door here."

Several legends had their memories washed away, and they didn't know what happened, they just felt inexplicable.

These are the eight most powerful existences in the world, eternal and immortal, why do they look timid?

And these eight demigods have been reduced to work in prison, and it is really embarrassing to spread the word.

They also figured it out.

Since others don't care, I simply follow the trend.

"Regardless of whether he lives to 50 years or not, this time, Tianzi Ling must study and start organizing martial arts geniuses." They said.

Soon, a suzerain said: "He seems to be dying soon, and he should be dying soon."

"He was coughing up blood badly."

Another powerful demigod said, "Just delay for a while."

From their point of view, the fact that the Son of Heaven is so magnanimous this time, does it also mean that his life span is numbered?
Do you no longer have the mental energy to pay attention to them, and just want to find other exercises to prolong your life?
He's in a last-ditch effort?
Or, he doesn't care about his own lifespan at all, he just wants to live a splendid life, and before he dies, he still likes to study exercises, which is his lifelong hobby?

They were immediately alert.

It seems that we still have to obey this emperor.

In case he is dying, Yu Wei is still there, and they will be wiped out, then there will be no place to cry.

They didn't even think about fighting.

The other party is too scary.

One man suppresses an entire era.

Open up martial arts, overlook the earth, and suppress the gods.

His boldness, prestige, and martial arts have reached a realm beyond people's imagination, unprecedented in ancient times!

Even after that, it is very likely that there will be no second such peerless figure.

Who dares to sacrifice his life like him, risk going crazy, and study the pinnacle of skills?

In just a few seconds, they were suppressed, and they didn't know why.

The Martial God calendar is 900 years.

The emperor came back again, followed by the giant general.

"This time, according to once every 100 years, do research and don't be lazy."

They are still studying the content of the emperor's decree and submit it regularly.

Those unconstrained, messy and wonderful brains are simply miserable!

I don't know how much national power was spent, and I don't know how much genius effort and time.

After the emperor left this time, the eight demigods felt cold in their hearts.

"Why isn't he dead? Why isn't he dead! Look at the appearance of the Son of Heaven, he stumbles, his face is pale, he looks extremely sick, and he is terribly thin."

"Looking at him 50 years ago, his breath was already exhausted, there was no medicine to heal him, and even a trace of vitality was suspended. There were tens of thousands of forces in his body, which seemed to be on a rampage, exploding at any time, blowing him out of his wits, and the result is still the same now."

"If he is still there, we will always be in fear, and we can only surrender and be trembling!"

If things go on like this, if he lives another 100 years, he will already be alive for a thousand years.

Every time he thought he was going to die suddenly, he still walked out, coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, who could bear it?

"You don't need to worry."

At this time, a demigod suzerain said:
"I actually found a small space with a low speed, only a quarter of the usual speed. Our life expectancy is extended by four times, and we are demigods. We go directly to deep sleep and leave the era to our confidants. Naturally, we can wait until he dies."

After a few people thought about it, it was true.

His life is not long, how can he compare his lifespan with our normal demigods?

They will kill the Son of Heaven with the greatest weapon of all: time.

"Go, let's go to the future!"

They said in a low voice.

"To the time when he was dead."

The Martial God calendar is 2000 years.

The eight ancient existences are sleeping, and they are only required periodically to study the emperor's decree.

After all, they have already formed a psychological shadow, and let the servants go to dock, anyway, that martial idiot doesn't care about this kind of etiquette.

It's because I don't want to see the sick emperor again, and when I see him coughing up blood, I feel scared!
And the entire land, after a thousand years in one breath, also ushered in the long-lost peaceful development.

A demigod began to appear.

But for some reason, these demigods were all taken away one after another. It is said that they flew into a world, shattered the void and left.

At first, people were not surprised.

But over the past few hundred years, the legendary warriors gradually became suspicious.

Ascension, does it really exist? ?
And they waited until the last return of the emperor in the 800th year: "I will retreat, and the emperor ordered that it be changed to once in 1000 years."

After the other party left, the eight demigods were ecstatic, thinking that everything was over.

"Hahahaha!"

"He's finally gone, finally gone! After 1000 years, he's already dead!"

On this day, the eight demigods of martial arts got drunk, and the legendary emperor was finally going to leave the world.

They can finally write that great existence that has been passed down through the ages into history.

They were full of emotions, and finally died for each other again, dressed in mourning!
The great emperor of the times, posterity will always remember you.

And the Son of Heaven stepped on this land again.

I felt that I had entered a mysterious and mysterious realm, and even the blood that spewed out turned into a river.

"Hahahaha!"

But under the dumbstruck of the eight kings, with a loud laugh that resounded through the world, the sky and the earth gathered together, and the space suddenly tore a small hole.

The emperor stepped in.

Shattering the void, the day soars.

The eight martial arts demigods came after thinking about it, looking at the empty place, their hearts shook violently: "In this world, there is really Ascension to the Upper Realm? Didn't they just make it up?"

"It turns out that he has already seen a higher world." Everyone felt bitter, feeling that the two sides were not on the same level.

The Son of Heaven stepped in, coughed, and said an allusion:
"I once entered a small world under the pseudonym Ye Fan, and said that this world was false. Our Qingqiu country was grazing, and no one could stand above us. Thinking about it now, we are still in a bigger cage."

Coughing blood, he reached out to tear the space.

"What are you hiding from? I saw it. You are right there. You have been overlooking our world. No one can be above you."

(End of this chapter)