Two hundred true gods, under the command of a heavenly emperor, began to besiege a small mortal.
The emperor's expression remained unchanged, and he drew out a long sword from behind, making a thunderous roar all over his body. His skills were extremely sophisticated, and he actually killed a true god with his backhand.
Phew!
Blood blooms.
The long sword in his hand was forcibly bombarded by the opponent before he died, and a gap appeared.
This is inevitable. After all, the emperor has not become a god. He is a mortal. He cannot fight the gods head-on. He must rely on the power of the six-ringed true god in his hand.
This weapon is a living creature like Tukasi, which has become a true god.
"Trouble." The emperor took a step back, looked at the long sword and frowned. His movements became more fluid. When killing the enemy, he tried to avoid being bombarded by the enemy's weapon.
These true gods, if you guess correctly, are a group of death squads.
They have already been controlled by each other and have a part of their souls stamped on them, which is why they are so brave and not afraid of death.
"clang!"
There was another collision.
A true god was stained with blood and turned into a corpse. The scene was extremely shocking.
"In this way, you can also hone your martial arts." The emperor suddenly looked cold.
The skills all over his body are climbing to the peak, with an ancient charm, like a blue dragon, wandering flexibly in the nine heavens, the sword in his hand blooming with all kinds of brilliance.
This battle lasted for three days in the sky.
Three days in heaven and three hundred years on earth.
The three-hundred-year-long war left the entire God Realm covered with blood, the earth turned into ruins, and even the mortals on the ground felt the changes.
"Failed."
In the end, the emperor stood quietly on the spot, his black hair flying.
He looked at the blood everywhere and the weapon in his hand was completely broken. He couldn't help but sigh: "The God of Death is one hundred and ninety-three, and the bad weapon is sixteen... After all, it's still a little bit worse."
Cough cough cough!
He suddenly coughed up blood, and blood spurted out, as if he wanted to cough out his heart and lungs.
But in the middle of the battlefield, he was the only one left alone.
The momentum was so horrifying that the earth collapsed and the heaven and earth seemed to hang upside down. The true gods encircled and suppressed them, but almost all of them were killed or injured.
"Is this still the power of a mortal?"
Countless attendants and maids in the distance were stunned.
Totally can't believe it.
That's just a mortal, with the power of a mere mortal, holding seventeen divine weapons, he can actually kill most of the gods in the sky.
"My skills have reached the peak, but the gap in strength is still too big. Next time, prepare more weapons...cough cough cough!" The emperor coughed, his handkerchief was covered with blood, turned around and left slowly,
Step by step, he left the gate of the divine world and walked down to the mortal world.
The true god present was covered in blood and suddenly wanted to stop this sick mortal.
"Don't stop him, he can't be stopped."
At this time, Emperor Wu Tian slowly raised his hand and said: "Let it go."
The gods hesitated for a while, gritted their teeth, and gradually separated the two sides, allowing him to return, allowing himself to enter the mortal world and descend into the world of mortals.
Everyone was horrified and felt terrible.
Using a mortal body to go up to heaven to kill the emperor might be possible only in this immature era of true gods.
"Your Majesty, why don't we keep him? How can we resist him next time he comes back? The other party must be stronger. A mortal can probably kill all the gods." A god stepped forward and spoke, thinking that he had a good chance, and the long sword only
There's only one left.
As long as the last long sword is broken, the opponent will be unable to resist the crushing of the realm of the True God Realm, and fighting over the next level will become a complete joke.
No matter how strong he is, without the blessing of the true God, he will be crushed to death.
Emperor Wu Tian returned to the throne, tapped his fingertips, his face as heavy as water, "Do you know that in addition to the emperor, there is a second force in this world that wants to kill the gods?"
The remaining true gods are naturally aware of the existence of such a force.
Their sun, moon, and stars patrol the world every day in the sky. Are they really just monitoring the earth, catching criminals, and maintaining public order?
No.
It's to find the remnants of the old days.
Their star officers arrested many small leaders of the remnant forces of the past, and also discovered that in addition to the martial arts emperor's lineage, there was also a lineage from the wizarding world.
"Your Majesty, are you saying that besides the emperor, there are mere mortals who are so bold that they want to go to heaven and kill the gods?" A true god was furious.
The implication of His Majesty's words is obvious.
When they and the Emperor are deadlocked, and when his divine realm exhausts its last strength, the other party will be ready to take action.
Back then, he wished that he would be like a mantis stalking a cicada, with the oriole behind, waiting for the fish to die and the net to break before reaching the top.
I am proficient in this matter and used it to reach the top. How could I not be on guard now?
"If the guess is correct, given that person's character, the other party will come soon."
Emperor Wu Tian said softly, "We need to take a short break and wait for him. We will not miss this opportunity."
When the gods heard this, they were furious!
Is this world of gods, in the eyes of some of them mortals, like a pinch of clay?
They are true gods!
This mortal killing god, leaping over the top to fight?
The next mortal comes up again and beats up the drowned dog?
We are just mortals, the true God cannot be insulted!
"Your Majesty, not everyone is the emperor, there is only one emperor." At this time, a true god couldn't help but say.
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"Yes, there is only one emperor, but that doesn't mean they will only use mortals to kill gods!" Emperor Zhu Qi shook his head and suddenly looked into the distance, "They are here."
...
Wow.
In the distance, a fat dragon is flying over.
"Oh, oh, I don't want it! I don't want it!"
This is a huge, golden golden dragon, but its body is piled with fat, like a huge meat ball.
"Don't worry, you are already thirteen rings, you have become a god." Minis said.
Over the past thousands of years, they have finally accumulated and completely completed Feilong's plan to become a god.
The Fat Dragon can evolve its destiny map by sleeping, but this is too slow. In order to speed up the process, they took a step.
Cultivate a lot of dragons, become gods together, and perfect the fragments.
But the large number of dragons who cultivated a small secret realm turned out to be lazy and lazy, and their talent was sleeping.
Everyone was sleeping so hard that they were not only lazy, but also greedy for money. All kinds of bad habits seemed to embody all the seven deadly sins.
But even so, they overcame numerous difficulties and finally succeeded.
And, with a lot of shortcomings, they came up with a shining advantage:
The whole clan is a god!
Regardless of qualifications, even a pig can become a true god in this race.
Why?
No matter whether you are youthful and arrogant for eternity, or you are mediocre and useless, you are all equal in the face of sleep.
Talent is to accelerate growth while sleeping.
Now that I have obtained the complete True God's Fate Map, there are no obstacles anymore and I can practice directly, and the journey will be smooth and smooth.
Three hundred years, fifth level golden dragon.
Eight hundred years, the sixth level legendary dragon.
Five thousand years, demigod dragon.
Thirty thousand years, the true god dragon.
And now there are not 30,000 years, how could it be so fast?
Because someone gave him a life-burning black magic, and gave him a mad birth. In five thousand years, he was born alive six times faster. Of course, the loss of life was more, and the gain was not worth the loss.
But it doesn’t matter, this product has a really long lifespan.
Other powerful complete true god breakthroughs are estimated to have a lifespan of hundreds of thousands or millions of years.
A conservative estimate of this thing is that it is at least 12 million years old!
On Earth, there is a fat dragon that has lived from the earliest days of ancient apes to modern humans.
"No! I can't fight. Our true god's talent is longevity! We are not good at fighting." Holy Dragon shouted.
"You have more rings than the other party, and there are still more than fifty dragons." Minis sighed.
Shenglong shouted: "No matter how many rings there are, they are all about sleeping and living a long life. There is no genetic structure life map for being good at fighting."
"Just use numbers to overwhelm people. The other party is also a waste." Minnis replied.
In fact, he felt that he had always underestimated this fat dragon.
He is really talented at sleeping!
When it comes to how to sleep and how to develop a sleeping race, I am not as good as him at all. I originally wanted to help him improve his race.
As a result, Sylph and herself could only watch him talk eloquently, and his various theories shocked them both.
Eventually, this powerful race was developed.
You said the potential is high, but it's really not.
Thirteen rings, every sequence and structure of the life chart, the word "sleep" is written between the lines.
You call him a waste, right?
But they are the only race whose entire race is a god, which can be called heaven-defying.
You must know that a person with the qualifications of a true god may only come out in tens of billions for low-level waste races, but a race with strong potential needs a population of hundreds of millions to have high per capita quality.
Here is a 100% probability.
Just like piglets giving birth, they appear one after another and then sleep.
My time has not yet come, and I have already become a true god in just one sleep.
"Your time has come, go ahead!"
Minis was gentle and encouraged all the way: "From now on, everyone in the world will call your name! The great ancient dragon god, the ancestor god of dragons in the ancient dragon era."
"No!" The Holy Dragon screamed, but it had already entered the God Realm with more than fifty golden dragons.
"coming."
Emperor Wu Tian looked away.
I know I guessed right.
He is a majestic God Emperor of the Era, but he is provoked by mortals one after another, and the divine world has no majesty.
"Humph, they are all defeated soldiers!"
When Shenglong saw that there were only more than twenty seriously injured true gods left, his confidence suddenly exploded.
Minnis is right.
This time, the other party may not have tricked him.
After all, everyone is useless, the opponent is seriously injured, you have twice the number, and more than twice as many rings as them, how can you not defeat them?
"kill!"
The Holy Dragon roared and decided to trust Minnis.
"I am the only one who can take action personally and come down with a flying head!" Emperor Wu Tian looked cold and reached out to pat him.
ah!
The holy dragon screamed.
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distant future.
Under the pavilion, looking at the bright starry night sky, a tall and handsome man turned the next page of the Bible.
"Father, the ancient divine dragon bullies the minority with more, and the opponent is seriously injured. How come he is not his opponent? He is too weak." A child asked curiously.
"Because the holy dragon lineage is a dragon, which symbolizes peace and nobility, aloof from the world, and does not like to fight... The Elf God King Minis symbolizes evil, and keeps tricking it into taking action. He is unwilling to do so, and secretly admires that statue.
Emperor Wu Tian's majesty and passion have naturally only failed."
The man closed the book, his face full of nostalgia and vicissitudes of life: "But the world has misunderstood him, and he has suffered a lot of controversy."
"My child, the greatness of the Holy Dragon is unimaginable by future generations! His historical significance is extremely far-reaching. It is the beginning of a true god in history. Even the emperor, Minis and others cannot compare with him in terms of popularizing the true god.
