Chapter 860: Troubled Times, the Fleeing Fleet of Multidimensional Universe Civilizations
The edge of the battlefield of Hunyuan Saint, Qingyun Universe.
A tall and handsome red-haired man covered in blood stepped on a corpse, gasping for air and laughing: "I finally won! I defeated the Saint of Life in this universe."
Along the way, he finally integrated 81 selves, reached the peak of 140, became a saint of life, and chose to challenge the saint of this universe.
This saint from Qingyun Universe was among the first batch to achieve enlightenment, and his qualifications were only 133, far from reaching perfection.
But after all, the opponent has occupied the entire universe for cultivation for a long time, and it is the home field. The opponent has defeated countless challengers with perfect foundation before, and now he finally succeeded.
"I am already a saint." He murmured.
Powerful, ultimate, invincible, this represents the strongest force in the universe.
Mastering a holy place, formulating the original code of your own life sequence, and modifying the universe at will, you are like an engineer of the life code of this universe.
They rule the civilization of the entire universe, a square crystal wall world, sitting in the heaven, an eternal and majestic existence!
Saints are the most powerful force in this universe.
At this moment, before the red-haired saint came to invite guests from all over to celebrate, a series of horrific explosions suddenly came from the distance.
Next, he saw an incredible scene.
A saint suddenly descended, exuding his incredible pressure.
"High-level saint!" The red-haired saint's eyes flickered, "I just broke through the low-level saint. It is extremely difficult to defeat the middle-level saint. How can this one exist in front of me?"
The saint ignored him at all, came to the sealed place, and destroyed all the saint locks one after another.
And, he shouted the words that frightened him: "The locks have been broken, you can enter!"
Next, in the desperate eyes of the red-haired saint.
In the entire universe, one statue symbolizes the ultimate of the universe, and the supreme saints jump in one after another. They bring their families with them, and their appearances are different.
Some are mighty and handsome generals, some are beautiful and sexy goddesses, and some are long-famous old saints who rule several universes.
They jumped over one after another and continued to invade this universe.
"This...this..." The red-haired saint was stunned. How could he be so good in his own universe when there were so many saints coming over?
He was so frightened that his scalp was numb. Could it be that he had just attained enlightenment and was about to die?
He quickly said: "I dare to ask fellow Taoists..."
"We're going to hit you again, run away quickly."
"Damn it, more than thirty universes have been destroyed. It has been pushed forward all the way. Not to mention the power of resistance, even the aftermath can kill all the saints."
"It's not safe here. We need to hide further. We have to keep running."
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These voices made the red-haired saint feel that his entire worldview had been subverted.
Are they running?
Dragging the whole family and running away?
Is there something chasing them behind them, something more terrifying than a saint?
He vaguely thought of a possibility, but before he had time to ask, he heard the leading saint say to the phantom saint of time next to him: "Your Excellency, do you still have the strength?"
"I still have some strength."
The time saint smiled bitterly, "It's just that the matter was gone again that time."
There are more than ten time saints, and each time saint is ordered to help a group of saints escape. Now there are more than a dozen fleeing "space fleets", rushing to the distance with the hope of their own civilized universe.
As for resistance?
How could one resist such a terrifying multi-dimensional taboo existence?
Can only run.
But now they are escaping all the way, building new parallel universes along the way, using them as stepping stones, new bubbles one by one, to escape further into the long river of time.
For example, the red-haired saint in front of me.
He thinks he is a person from the real universe?
In fact, he is a new saint who has just been observed in the future parallel universe of this universe five thousand years later.
This new universe was just born!
He turned out to be just a shadow, but he became a real entity after being observed by the saints.
They have jumped more than a dozen times now, and they are not too tired. The main reason is that this time saint, traveling through the future, has been beaten several times.
Some material is missing.
This makes those fleeing beings extremely angry, and they don't even look at the time. Saints who transcend time, are you still knocking on the sap?
All right.
Those saints of the future universe don't know what is going on. After all, the future timeline of each universe is independent. The other party is just a normal sap and acts like a bandit to rob the saint of time.
After all, knocking on the time saint is an old practice!
But now, this is a pain for them!
"That's all, less material means less. We are running away with our family property. We can still afford it for now. We don't need to pay attention to those new universes that are knocking on the sap. We can go directly. Anyway, when we get here, their universe will be destroyed soon.
Just die."
The leading saint said: "The current multi-dimensional universe is in a rapid and special state due to the war between the Hunyuan Saints. A large number of universes are rapidly perishing and reborn."
This group of saints rested where they were.
This catastrophe of the multidimensional universe is a reshuffle. As long as you are alive, you are better than anything else.
When they saw the center of the multi-dimensional battlefield, they just glanced at it, and their scalps were numb with fear. They became the shadows of their lives and ran away.
As long as they are still alive and the cards are reshuffled, they may not be unable to reach a higher level.
At this time, they were exhausted and resting in place, ready to continue running forward later because it may not be safe here.
However, what worries them the most is...
"We create future universes, far away from the battlefield, but this also means that we have entered a new future, and our current technology is constantly falling behind."
"If we go to one future after another, we are afraid that we will gradually be unable to defeat the new saints who appear in the future. It is like a breakthrough mode. We may be beaten to death and looted by them in some new unknown 'map'."
They looked at each other and silently looked at the red-haired saint in front of them.
This one has actually surpassed them a bit.
But what can they do?
I continue to run to the next future, traveling again and again to escape the war in today's multidimensional universe!
"Hopefully, those of us here will rise to the top after going through hardships."
The leading saint stood up and said: "Let's keep running. Don't encounter a monster in some future and kill a group of us alone."
With a bang, the universe behind him suddenly exploded.
Obviously, the battlefield has spread to an increasingly large area.
"Go! Keep escaping! Go to the next future!" They create a new universe, continue to travel, and escape into the distance.
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In the distant multi-dimensional universe, the terrifying battle penetrated the universe layer by layer.
Four saints fight in pairs.
Atabibia fights against Elise, and the Saint of Light fights against the Emperor.
The Ancient God of Light fought all the way, his body exuding golden light.
At this time, Atabia's eyes flashed with slight anger, and she said in a deep voice: "You have been dragging the battlefield, deliberately expanding the scope of the war, chasing them away, and trying to kill all the saints in the entire multiverse?"
"Hmph, I asked them to adapt to fighting. As weak people, if they don't adapt to the strong, they will not be able to adapt to the new upper limit of the universe, and they will be destined to be eliminated by the tide of the times."
The eyes of the Ancient God of Light were cold.
The collision of forces between the two sides is no longer pure substance, but the concept of primitive order that collides in the vast and endless multiverse.
