My universe in a bottle

The gloomy expanse of the sky enveloped the entire multidimensional universe.

And in the highest heaven, matter suddenly condensed, and a majestic giant god shrouded in clouds and mist gradually emerged. He was wrapped in three thousand avenues, majestic and ancient, and had long hair shawl.

"The wind of matter."

As the second sound fell.

The matter in the entire universe is boiling. All matter and the distance between molecules are boiling and rolling like boiling water. The transmitters are spreading wildly, as if the entire universe is regarded as a fish tank, and a giant is stirring it with a stick.

With a rumble, the stiff ground was like a muddy swamp, and the chaotic atmosphere above seemed to be on fire.

The matter in the entire universe is changing, and the field of vision is distorted into an abstract oil painting of noodles.

"That is."

"The greatest emperor of the old days."

The ancient gods and gods in the entire universe raised their heads, their faces full of disbelief.

However, all the external demons from these major factions who practice the three thousand avenues feel that the power of their lifelong practice is disappearing.

The three thousand avenues in the entire universe have been adjusted in proportion and parameter password, so that they can't find the corresponding interface, they can no longer feel the avenues, and their power is drying up.

"Just by coming, a magical power sealed most of the ancient transportation power, locking matter in the entire universe."

"Trouble."

Volga's eyes darkened.

Fortunately for this new saint, space pays attention to skills and exquisite moves. Herodotus in front of him really can't help himself.

But in front of him is the oldest saint in the history of the universe, and a saint of the material way who proves the way with his strength.

It has extremely terrifying control over the entire universe made of matter.

Life controls everything within life.

Matter governs all external matter other than life.

"In the environment of the entire universe, he is the home court." Volga has not yet reacted.

One punch.

Stars collapsed, black holes were formed, and supernovae exploded. For a moment, Volga's eyes seemed to see the most beautiful natural scenery in the world, all condensed in this second.

boom!

He suddenly turned into particles of matter and dispersed in the air.

A life saint made of flesh was beaten to death with just one move.

The other dimensions of the entire universe, silently watching closely and trying to watch the excitement, were silent for a moment. Is this the power of a saint?

It was simply despairing to such an extent. One statue had already surpassed a point that they had never imagined. The entire universe could be easily dismantled by them to destroy the power of the pillars.

And the higher-level Hunyuan Saint?

I'm afraid that a parallel universe can be destroyed in just one second! It's like a giant pinching a small marble in his hand!

If it weren't for the laws of the universe and the shackles of saints restricting the travel of this supreme Hunyuan existence and forming an unknown balance, the entire multi-dimensional universe would have been unified by her long ago.

"Atabia is quite courageous."

At this time, Noklon turned his head and said calmly: "However, she took a loophole. She didn't know that the emperor was willing to give his secrets to you. The time trio of you who had no fighting power suddenly had fighting power. At the same time, it’s also because this is the order of the universe.”

He raised his head, looked at the entire multi-dimensional universe, and smiled. His gaze seemed to see through the laws of the great road and the order of heaven and earth:

"The ancient god of time, the power in the universe is to maintain the life of the universe! Use infinite time to create new universes."

"Furthermore, time has the power of the saint's lock, which can lock the saint's travel and maintain the order of the universe. Atabibia has realized it. At this point, his frontal deterrence and combat power, the artificial saint's lock, will not be weaker than that of the others. A saint."

He is the lock king next door in a community, who specializes in locking people.

boom!

The next moment, Volga suddenly came to life, looking at Noklon in front of him with a slightly horrified expression, gasping for air.

The picture just now was so beautiful, as if I saw the most beautiful material in the universe rolling across the starry sky, and the fluctuations of mountains and rivers with hundreds of millions of years of history condensed into a single moment.

"He is a perfect saint, and I am no match for him."

Nowadays, as the number of saints increases, the realm of saints is gradually improving. There are four stages of saints: early stage, middle stage, late stage and perfection.

That is to say.

Having obtained complete power is just the beginning.

Only by learning various applications and techniques can you truly master this great power.

"Senior." Herodotus turned around and said, "What should this guy do?"

Noklon nodded: "He is afraid of me, and we don't need to pay attention to him, because there is no need."

Although he didn't want to go to work and fish in the audience, Atabia pulled him into the water. How superb is his acting skills? He also took on the identity of the character in an instant, and entered the battlefield as a movie actor worthy of his identity.

"Stop dreaming!" Volga sneered, "I"

boom!

Noklon punched Volga again, instantly annihilating him.

Why talk nonsense when you can kill him directly?

Only those of the same level with similar combat power will use various offensive words to try to explore the opponent's trump card, and use various trash talk to affect the opponent's state.

But in front of me, this person was not even qualified to have a conversation.

It’s not that the qualifications and potential are not enough, it’s that there are geniuses who haven’t grown up, and they are everywhere.

"Damn, we can talk." Volga came to life again and spoke suddenly.

boom!

After beating him to death with another punch, Noklon turned his head and said: "This guy can't be killed. He can only be killed until he becomes numb and desperate. When the will of an ancient god of life disappears and he becomes desperate for himself and feels boring about life, then he can't kill him." You will die. Because feeling bored with life is equivalent to voluntarily leaving the seat of life."

"Herodotus, go and take inventory of the materials and accumulations in this universe. Don't let them take them out anymore. Then let the ancient gods of this universe squat down with their heads in their hands and disarm them without killing them."

"Yes!" Herodotus grinned and became excited.

Elise likes sneak attacks?

Like to sap them?

And he specifically attacked the three brothers and knocked them four or five times?

This time.

Elise's lair was captured by them!

Elise could only lie outside the glass window and watch. She was locked out and couldn't get in at all.

He also experienced the beauty of the Minotaur's fun in an instant, and it was so satisfying.

Soon, Herodotus freed his hands, and the saint who no longer engaged the enemy directly swept across the entire universe, and no one could resist at all.

One by one, they squatted down with their heads in their hands.

Elise, who looked outside, glared angrily.

"There is only 3.5% matter here. It seems that this guy secretly divided his forces." Herodotus frowned, "Didn't she concentrate all the matter in this universe before?"

"It should be that she is smarter and knows that eggs cannot be put in the same basket, so she balances things again." Noklon smiled. Even if she is not good at this, she has a think tank.

Don't take Elise for a fool.

Now her three universes will of course share the family property equally.

"At least I made a profit." Herodotus laughed.

Their imperial city, the core hub, has been occupied by themselves. This is not just a matter of funds, 3% material, there are still warehouses behind Atabibia, mainly to reduce morale! Do you like preaching? The palace where you preach has been taken over, how can you still have the nerve to speak?