my universe in a bottle

"I'm really determined to break away from the Wu clan and build my own race."

Walking on the ground, Li Qing sighed with emotion in his heart.

Perhaps, in Zhu Qi's eyes, this is a shame.

I don't want to live in the shadow of the emperor.

However, his race was originally a fusion race born out of wizards and martial arts, but the current potential is weaker no matter how you look at it, it is too fixed, the soul and body are fused, there is no independent soul, only the physical body is strong.

Budo calendar 7101 years.

The family of the head-down masters fly their heads and don't keep their heads.

It can be seen how much a race pays attention to the development of the brain. Their mental strength is five or six times that of the general martial arts clan who do not practice the mysterious martial arts.

After death, a large number of souls overflowed.

Accompanied by the death of a large number of mortals, hundreds of years overlapped, they found that in the world, with the increase of souls, a thing called "spiritual energy" was gradually born.

This spiritual energy, nourishing the heaven and the earth, can actually speed up the speed of practice.

It should be noted that in the past, one used one's own soul to temper the skull magic weapon, and the speed was extremely slow, but now, one can actually pull the "soul energy" between the heaven and the earth to temper the skull magic weapon.

The speed of practice was actually two or three floors faster.

Budo calendar 7161 years.

Zhu Qitiandi was no longer satisfied with the slow supply of spiritual energy, and began to greatly promote the birth and reproduction of the population.

The iteration of a large number of strong people can make the power of the soul more abundant.

"Unfortunately, the resources are exhausted too quickly, but there is no way."

He looked at the crystal wall, breaking the crystal wall will flow out the energy liquid, supplementing the support of the three worlds, it is already a fact that management has already been formed.

"Above all worlds, it's really exciting!"

Budo calendar 7361 years.

The fate map of the times is constantly advancing, but there is still only Zhu Qi as a true god.

After all, the new family has more than 50 rings, which is already very huge.

How could it be possible for the new head-down true god to be able to break through in just a few thousand years?
But to Zhu Qi, it didn't matter.

Above the God Realm, a hundred years a day is nothing more than waiting for dozens of days.

But the times couldn't stop him from waiting.

Here comes the first challenge.

Budo calendar 7193 years.

On this day, the Son of Heaven went to the God Realm, holding the God Punishing Sword.

They hid in the small secret realm of martial arts, and after thousands of years, they finally cultivated this true god of several rings.

This true god has only one supernatural talent that seems to be the most useless: suppressing the domain of other true gods.

"You came."

Emperor Zhu Qitian is a slender middle-aged man, sitting on the emperor's throne, seeing the other party walking up to the shrine, he just looked at the other party quietly:

"One breath, seventeen true god weapons? It seems that you have cultivated seventeen true god emperors for thousands of years. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The emperor on the opposite side is slender, with a natural charm all over his body, and his movements are very casual, like an elegant scholar.

"Wait for me?" the emperor said softly.

Emperor Zhu Qitian sat quietly on the throne, pointed to a famous star outside and said leisurely:
"Do you know? The strongest in the world, according to the legends in the past, I only admire you. You are unrestrained and unrestrained all your life. You are a pure warrior who really stands at the pinnacle of martial arts. No one can disturb your heart. You are stronger than me." It's like sitting on top of the times and watching the vicissitudes of life."

Zhu Qi's voice was very flat, as if she had already expected that the other party would come, "Only a pure person like you can be called a Valkyrie."

"It's just a martial artist. He only has martial arts in his heart, and he can only kill. Everyone in the world knows that the current emperor of heaven has great talents and great strategies. He is actually envious of a martial artist."

The Son of Heaven looked up, and following the gaze of this Wu Tiandi, he saw the entire Martial Dao land in the gap in the space.

At this time, the stars below are shining, and the moon is hanging high.

A Xingjun who manages the order of heaven and earth is supervising the whole earth, but he can't supervise the arrival of the emperor at all.

"Who doesn't envy you?"

Zhu Qitian let out a long sigh, slowly stood up on the throne, walked down step by step, and looked at the common people on that piece of land.

He said loudly: "The so-called scheming! Trick! Entering the WTO! The arrogance of our time, seems to be a peerless youth, suppressing an era, and leaving a name in history! But I don't know how much dust is stained in a heart? How much distraction? But we are not you after all, we have to do this!"

"Use martial arts to kill people! If it's not enough to kill people, then you can only practice heresy ways, assist in conspiracy and trickery, and enter the chaos."

He bent down and bowed, "You are the god of martial arts, only you can carry out the martial arts system, but I can no longer practice martial arts. Looking for a bypass."

His eyes are full of complexity and longing, full of purity and longing for martial arts.

Budo is a pair of white shoes.

It is spotless from beginning to end, it is pure martial arts, clean and neat techniques, techniques are close to the Tao, ignoring the outside world.

He doesn't hear anything out of the window, and he only cultivates the road of martial arts.

And who doesn't want to just retreat and practice, and only pursue longevity?But the reality is cruel, and resources have to be fought for, but after joining the WTO, there are sorrows and joys for the times, and then the heart is confused.

Martial arts and one method seem to be born purely for the Son of Heaven.

"In the era of monopoly, he lost his innocence and enthusiasm, and became mature. If Yang Tian was alive back then, he would still be in your state of mind for at most 5000 years."

The emperor turned his head, looked at the Martial Dao Continent, and sighed: "So, I don't want to."

This is not decay, but the transformation of life.

When you are an ant, you will worry about the life and death of the ant. When you fully realize that you are already a human being, the ant can only live a few short days of your life, and the overlapping will continue. guilt?Habit is a terrible indifference.

In the human world, there is no ant rights, only human rights for the same human beings, guilt and pity for human beings, and respect is only at the same level.

The leap of life is the transformation from man to God.

Gods, grazing all beings is like weeds, Gods only care about Gods.

"This is the era, the reason why I don't join the world."

The emperor put his hands behind his back, stroked the hilt of the sword behind him, and sighed slightly, "The cycle of the times cannot be changed. If you enter the world, pouring emotions into the heroes of each era, watching them live, grow old, sick and die, will only increase your troubles."

His aura gradually became violent, his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, and his aura was like an indomitable god of war, standing above the vast land.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Emperor Zhu Qitian could even hear the sound of his own blood flowing.

The sense of oppression and momentum condensed on this mortal.

Even myself, the most powerful god of the time, the god of gods, felt a sense of fright at this mortal who was trying to swing a knife at the Emperor of Heaven.

"You are just a warrior, with the power to kill, the only weakness is your weapon." At this moment, Emperor Zhu Qi stretched out his hand to slap, and more than 200 low-level true gods appeared around him.

Whoa!
It's really a heavenly soldier and general.

"Regardless of his life, destroy his weapon." Zhu Qitian ordered: "Without the protection of the power of a true god, he, a mortal, would not have the power to kill a god!"

"And he can't protect the weapon in his hand. It is the weapon that protects him, a mortal! The weapon bears the brunt of the true god's domain!"

"Break his weapon, no matter what the cost!"

Boom!

The war broke out completely.

More than 200 low-level true gods, besieging and killing a mortal, it is simply absurd, but they appeared in front of them.

Everyone knows that it is impossible to defeat the Son of Heaven in a head-on fight, but the Son of Heaven is not without weaknesses. His realm is too low, and he has no breakthrough after all, relying on true god weapons.

And there is no doubt that the emperor has only one chance of winning:
Kill all the true gods of the God Realm before all the weapons are broken.