my universe in a bottle.

Chapter 268 Atabia
This punch was powerful, but when it landed, Xi Wei's Heavenly Dao Body didn't move at all.

It was as if the punch had no attack power.

But in the next second, this fist was like flowing water, surging into a torrential river, and the liquid from the crystal wall flowed into every gap in the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.

Forcibly infiltrate the intervals between layers of nesting dolls.

Then the liquid was hardening and turned into a layered structure of crystal walls, which squeezed in layer by layer and opened up the body, breaking all the treasures of the nesting dolls.

After this punch, there was no movement at first glance, but after three seconds, the entire layer of the body was completely stretched, and a fine texture like a turtle shell appeared.

Puchi!

Everyone looked towards the God Realm and saw this incredible scene.

With a simple and non-violent punch, the entire body of multiple avenues, which can be called the strongest defense, seemed to be overwhelmed, and quickly collapsed like a tofu project.

Countless people were stunned.

"All of us are clear that this is a human being, a mortal, who hasn't really become a god yet."

Noklon stretched out his palm, and above the palm prints, another civilization was born, which evolved rapidly and became a tribal civilization.

boring.

At the same level, no one can beat this martial arts emperor.

Only then did everyone realize what this truly invincible and invincible martial arts emperor had relied on in ancient times.

His move seemed to meet the enemy, but it was more of a test of the crystal wall race he had just created and improved.

"so what?"

"Who?"

Opportunities are rare, of course he knows the priority, if he doesn't take the opportunity to evolve the race, if he misses the opportunity, he really doesn't know that he will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

One's own wisdom is infinite, and Atabia has understood this since she was born with self-awareness.

"Heart?"

I don't know how many people murmured, "Is this really boxing?"

"Minnis."

"But Zhu Qi, I can give you a little reminder."

The Son of Heaven smiled and said, "But we have a fake Atabia in front of us, and it is also in the Realm of God."

"As a mortal, he has not yet become a god, and he can independently fight against the entire Martial Dao Continent and a true god civilization. I think that even if you look at the entire history of the multiverse, it must be an extremely rare case, because this is too outrageous."

The whole era, that is, Herodotus can be seen by him.

Zhu Qi said: "Isn't he dead? What's the use of waking him up now? In this short period of time, he can't catch up with the vision and insight of five or six realms, even with the blessing of the door of truth." , cannot rise in the short term.”

Ning Guochang's pupils widened, and he said: "From this point of view, the Son of Heaven is also breaking the world's martial arts. There are tens of thousands of martial arts in the world, but the concept is also quite different."

"No," replied the Son of Heaven, "I like to be alone."

Looking at Atabia in front of him, he began to show interest. Only then did the Son of Heaven seem to have truly glimpsed a corner of this legendary ancient hero.

Atabiyadi looked very calm.

Atabia's pupils showed curiosity, "Do you want me to kill God?"

"Atabia." In the dream, a voice came from within the Kingdom of Altabia.

,

Exploding all the armor with one punch is outrageous.

"Every punch, a civilization will evolve in the palm, and the punch will be adjusted accordingly."

"Very strong." The emperor smiled.

"Who?"

On the opposite side, Zhu Qi's body was full of cracks, revealing a trace of panic. She shook off the crystal walls that bound her body, quickly absorbed the fragments of the armor one by one, and recovered the holy body of heaven.

"Then why don't you take them to study together? The more people there are, the faster it will be." The emperor said, he himself is bullying the common people and deducing the exercises for himself.

"No, someone is already on the way. Don't think that I've been watching in your body. I'm actually preparing for other things."

"Stupid question." There was a sneer at the corner of Atabia's mouth, "Tell me, stranger, what are your interests?"

"The palm is still used to evolve civilization?"

But Li Qing withdrew his punches slowly.

"I thought the emperor's martial arts, breaking all the laws of the world, is already abnormal!!" Angelet felt his scalp tingling, "but no matter how many methods the emperor breaks, the tens of thousands of martial arts reserves are definitely not as good as those on the spot. Create a race on the palm of your hand and absorb it as a martial art, which is more targeted."

"Yes." The emperor said.

"It turns out that you just went to the next door to create a dream in the head of Minnis, and you have been preparing for it for a long time."

The two Whartons sighed in unison: "Palmprints evolve into civilization, and mastering the transformation of fists destroys the world. Once the palms are opened and closed, the entire universe is formed!"

"His increased strength is obviously speeding up the recovery in some way."

"Reading." The emperor said.

When you make a fist, it means the destruction of civilization, and it turns into martial arts cheats and merges into yourself, and breaks the world's martial arts.

"Yes, the strength of the heart, the will and the spirit that run through everything, he was born under the hands of two monsters, a family of three, and he is the weakest, so he thinks he is mediocre and has been living in the shadows, which is the most normal thing."

The fist's martial arts system and the terrifying secrets of practice have only opened the tip of the iceberg until today.

"No, he is already at the top of the limit of mortals. The gap between him and me is not aptitude, but a heart."

Zhu Qi only felt scalp troubles, "My strength is still improving, but his strength is also improving, and he is still starting to use martial arts skills, how can he fight?"

"There is a plan to kill God, do you want to come?"

When he didn't realize the existence of the ancient gods outside the wall.

Gradually, Minnis did not know when, he had been brought into Altabia's life, becoming the craziest mythical emperor in history.

No matter how strong a person is, his mental strength is limited, and it is impossible to complete a vast project alone.

He has plenty of time to slowly "knit sweaters" one by one.

"So?" Zhu Qi trembled slightly, sweating profusely, and a little absent-minded, "This monster, how do we win?"

"This family is not enough."

But in the gap between the nesting dolls of this punch, there are layers of crystal walls imprisoned at the same time, and they are directly bound. How can this be played?
"We lack a God of Creation, a powerful God of Creation." The emperor's voice was very straightforward, "Only by creating martial arts cheats on the spot can we fight against him."

"It's enough to be strong."

It turns out that Fist, the reason why it is called Fist, is because his martial arts skills are even more amazing. He created a race out of thin air, and his palm prints evolved into civilization.

It was so boring.

He felt that life was so boring, like an adult with sound IQ who was born and lived among a group of extremely mentally handicapped scum.

"People are such strange animals. If they think they can't do it, then they really can't do it. I asked him to try, even if he didn't succeed in breaking through the inner demons, and succeeded in breaking through the limit, according to the division of qualifications by Tiandao Xiwei , he is also 100 talents, and under the blessing of the door of truth, he has broken the limit and can be used."

The Son of Heaven smiled softly, "The oldest and most powerful god of creation, the emperor of the Atabians, the first ancient myth in the legend. Atabia."

"It's only now that I really use my fists? Is this the old Martial Arts Emperor?"

He stood up slowly, "Is it very strong?"

"After all, the Son of Heaven has a congenital gap. You can't learn from him. The Son of Heaven has a single talent, while the opponent is both civil and military. The Son of Heaven is not the real creator of gods, and cannot create them on the spot."

Even before he met the ancient gods, he didn't bother to lead the entire civilization to promote the evolution of creatures.

"Yes, the real Atabia cannot rise quickly in the short term, he needs time."

"And he can achieve such a terrifying level and grow rapidly. Maybe he also has some kind of terrifying ability to restore his cultivation base. He may also recover part of the old foundation. It should not last long, otherwise he would have used it to restore his cultivation base. As for starting now."

"This punch doesn't have any power, but it is"

And I am the emperor of civil servants.

This is not just the pinnacle of skill, but the pinnacle of creating gods.

"At the same time, his fighting style is already obvious."

"And the punch just now was obviously not enough. The next punch will improve the race, that is, improve martial arts, and be more targeted. If I guessed correctly, after a few punches, one punch is stronger than the other, so he just throws punches. , will instantly infiltrate and peel off layers of shells, and form layers of crystal walls that explode, becoming a crystal wall cage that completely traps you."

Whoa!
On the other side, in a dream.

The so-called structural construction and genetic compilation can be seen through in his eyes with just a few glances.

Because Herodotus's research aptitude is not very good, but his combat aptitude is obviously stronger than his own, so let him become the general of the empire.

No one wants to communicate with idiots every day, unless the director of a mental hospital.

"Then you must only like to read a book by yourself, maybe even with a cup of afternoon tea, choose a sunny afternoon, don't you think you will be accompanied by a group of sloppy idiots while you are enjoying your hobbies?" ?” Atabia laughed.

The Son of Heaven nodded, and said coldly: "This is a matter of course. The door of truth is open. If you want to use it fully, it is necessary to make up for the existence of defects. If you can't even think of this, what art is there in my battle? .”

"But none of us are powerful gods of creation." Zhu Qi smiled wryly.

"He's still dreaming. Did you make him dream of becoming Altabia? Don't be kidding! A fake is a fake, even though Minis is the strongest god of creation we know so far."

Inside the body, the Son of Heaven still controls Xi Wei to sleep, observing this battle, "Although I don't know the specific principle yet, maybe it is a realm that our civilization level is far from being able to understand."

Because compared to discussing conclusions with a group of mentally handicapped, it is more interesting to study the evolution of creatures alone. Although compiling the structure by one person is very slow, but at that time, he did not lack time.

The Emperor Atabia sat on the throne of the Tower of Babel and looked up, "Who are you?"

"I also enjoy my hobbies alone. No one likes to be with idiots. They ask me about things every day, with a look of admiration and excitement on my face. It's really boring." Atabia said.

"It's no wonder that after your ancient god appeared, you only started to win over the crowd, and the era began to explode." The emperor smiled: "Because you can only give up yourself to enjoy your hobbies, and you have to compromise with a group of mentally retarded, playing the role of your own hot-blooded emperor, calling for idiots to help You, to reduce the deduction time for you, to fight against the ancient gods."

Atabia stood up and put down the life evolution test tube in his hand, "Show me, what kind of god is that? Although I am also good at fighting, I don't like fighting. It has to be researched, right?"

"Of course." The Son of Heaven smiled meaningfully and said gently, "You are necessary."

(End of this chapter)