Human Brain Ranch

The group of saints in front of them are the real opponents.

They held magic weapons of heaven and earth, and even among the forty-nine people, there were Guanshiyin, Li Shimin, and Zhang Zhi. The group of beings who used to fight Hongjun turned to kill themselves now.

At this time, they turned the spearhead of the war on themselves again.

It is equivalent to changing the order between myself and Hongjun, and it is my turn to be in the front.

The saints in front of them looked at Zhu Zhengwei: "The ancient creation god of the universe, what are you going to do? If you want, please put down your weapons and talk to us in detail."

"What am I going to do?"

Zhu Zheng turned his head slightly and looked at these saints.

Fear, horror, fear, longing, ambition, their eyes are full of various emotions.

The saint who persuaded you to surrender was a white-haired old man who respectfully said, "Although you created the universe, your strength has been exhausted. Why don't you let it go and sign a treaty for peace?"

There is also the bull-headed saint who directly exposed his intentions, with bright red eyes and fanaticism, and said loudly: "You came to this later universe? Do you know that you are surrounded? We have been preparing for tens of thousands of years, and even you will escape death! Hurry up and catch it, hand over your power of creation, and we will let you live!"

Someone laughed even more, "The God of Creation, who seems upright, didn't kill him. Don't you know? The universe is cruel! The world is bloody, and the road to the sage of all things and heavens is paved with the blood of the strong."

Someone ridiculed, "Your kindness will turn you from a hero into a martyr!"

Zhu Zhengwei was speechless: "Compared to the common heroes of those eras, you have lived too long and manipulated the world secretly, and your face is even more like hooligans."

With a flick of his fingers, he exploded the heads of several saints, and said lightly: "Others still have morals, but you have no morals at all. You have long been secretly influenced by the existence behind the scenes, and even you are all his." Cultivated with his own hands, he hides his head and shows his tail like him, sinister and vicious."

They have no morals, so they themselves cannot be kidnapped morally.

Although there are regrets in my heart, it is also expected, and I just use morality to kidnap and clean up the little fish.

The real high-level people have long been cultivated by Hongjun, and they are so bad.

This dream universe has become Hongjun's appearance.

"Even if you are depraved, I will stick to the justice in my heart."

Zhu Zhengwei still said a bright and dignified sentence, waved the scepter in his hand, glanced at them, and said: "I finally know why you need forty-nine people to dilute the authority of the universe into this."

This group of people each holds dozens of top magic weapons.

It can be said to be armed to the teeth.

And these top magic weapons were once created by Li Shimin and others. After they fell into a dream, their magic weapon was divided among forty-nine people.

the reason is simple.

Just maximize efficiency.

There were hundreds of magic weapons produced by "Worldly" back then. If there are more saints in front of us, and a few magic weapons are available, the utilization rate will increase.

"Hongjun's calculations are really precise, and the layout has been in place for a long time."

Zhu Zhengwei said: "Unfortunately, you are holding the familiar magic weapon, but that's all."

"Hehe, do you know what kind of existence you are facing?"

Holding the scepter in Zhu Zhengwei's hand, worlds were conceived one by one. In an instant, it seemed that stars appeared all over the sky, covering the figures of forty-nine saints, and exploded in an instant.

boom!

This is the ultimate apocalypse beyond anything the universe has ever seen.

Countless saints were wiped out at once, and a magic weapon of rebirth rules slowly flew up to protect their true spirits.

Another time magic weapon appeared, turning back time and restoring their flesh and blood.

These saints quickly recovered, but they watched all this with lingering fear, like the terrible feat of Zhu Zhengwei, the god of destroying the world.

A white-haired old man spoke with fear in his eyes and said, "How did he do it? Compared with the information we got, why is it so different and stronger?"

"It is the world of creation, which perfectly restrains us." The wise man said: "His understanding of the rules of the creation world has reached an incredible level. The rules that restrain us only need a small amount of force. .”

"Don't worry about him! He is omniscient and omnipotent, he can create any rules at will, but as long as we exhaust his energy, he is dead!"

"Yes, exhaust him to death! We have absolutely enough energy reserves, but he just woke up, and the energy is not sufficient."

At this time, a saint leader came out, and the saint Chongyun said, "He is too upright! He is too upright, and this is the cause of his death!"

"If he hibernates, it will be different."

"Unfortunately, he is too upright, doesn't know how to be wretched, doesn't know how to hide and develop, and is exposed to everyone as soon as he wakes up. Let's join hands and grind him to death!"

All the saints Qiqi shouted loudly, and quickly formed formations to join forces.

Surrounded in the center, Zhu Zhengwei was calm, quickly waved his scepter, and began to fight.

The endless sea of ​​golden rules erupted, and the incredible power of the world reached an unprecedented height, shaking the center of the entire world.

The Creator God is creating worlds to fight against the common people.

Year after year passed, the siege of Zhu Zhengwei by the Forty-Nine Saints continued, and terrifying shocks swept across the entire land, but the more the Forty-Nine Saints fought, the more chilling they became.

Why is he still exhausted?

He had just woken up, so it was impossible for his power to flow continuously.

The only way to kill the Chuangshi God is to consume him alive, just like the old Pangu, who collapsed from exhaustion and turned into the sun, moon, stars, and the universe.

Another three years passed.

But the saints are almost facing the fate of being exhausted and exhausted before they fully realize that something is wrong.

"We have accumulated tens of thousands of years of preparations, and he has exhausted them? This is impossible!" The leader Chong Yun said: "Li Shuang, the karma thief, go and find out the karma of energy."

"I'm out of battle, can you do it?"

"If we can't find out the strength of the other party, we will all die."

Li Shuang left, he started to leave the frontline battlefield, came to the starry sky outside, sat cross-legged, and traced the cause and effect of energy.

The energy of all things is conserved, even the God of Creation cannot create energy out of thin air, and the power of rules he holds is to trace the footprints of cause and effect.

As long as the other party is using it, he can track it down.

And soon, with his eyes closed, his consciousness was immersed in the vast universe, turned into a spiritual ocean, and traveled in the starry sky.

He quickly found the source of the traces of breath, and his wandering thoughts came to an ordinary planet, and he saw a few children and teenagers sitting in front of the TV.

"Chuangshi God, you must win."

They clenched their fists and prayed devoutly to the sky, holding the theory of the Creator God, "Introduction to Das Kapital" in their hands, and kept learning.

And Li Shuang's heart suddenly ignited a thunder, "This is his power, so it was a terrifying scheme from the beginning."

He suddenly noticed something extremely terrifying.

The God of Creation, I am afraid that he is not a silly white sweet at all, but a terrifying and calculating ancient prehistoric universe existence that is so deep and terrifying.