From one person to sow ten thousand worlds

In front of the handicraft shop, the Holy Master looked at Hua Ye walking towards the unopened room next door with a look of ridicule on his face.

"Bah, you are a bastard from the universe!"

As a visitor from the mysterious side, the Holy Lord discovered that this street is actually not simple when he first came here.

All kinds of black energy and white energy are intertwined, most of them are no weaker than the eight demons, and the auras of some of them are many times stronger than the eight demons.

Of course, Su Mo is undoubtedly the strongest among his own perceptions.

If this were not the case, even if he acted like a coward, he would not dare to be too arrogant.

That unopened shop had an aura that made me extremely afraid of it. How dare this idiot rush over to it?

Of course, this does not mean that Hua Ye is not strong.

Although this guy took a different path, his physical strength alone was already stronger than his own physique plus the Ox Talisman.

The immortal body conferred by the Dog Talisman is almost the same as the other party's body.

Coupled with various other abilities, it is very different from his own, and he may even be at a disadvantage in a short period of time.

The only thing that can beat the opponent is probably endurance.

Men are most afraid of not being able to do it.

However, this also made the Holy Lord have some interest in technological abilities. Evil dragons are greedy.

Just like when he was a demon of fire, Dragon Explosion was his original power. With this power alone, he could stand on an equal footing with the other seven demons. Perhaps he was only restrained by some of them.

But it was enough for him to dominate. Not only did he steal the black shadow mask, he became the master of part of the black shadow corps.

It even created the power of twelve talismans.

Relying on the Twelve Talismans and the Black Shadow Corps, his own power stabilizes the other seven demons. If it weren't for the damn immortal gods, the world would have been completely ruled by him.

But it's not bad now, at least following the Lord may lead to higher achievements.

There are just too many competitors, and the first one is that cosmic rubbish Hua Ye.

The Holy Master gritted his teeth and walked towards the handicraft shop.

At the same time, Su Mo looked at the space of the people around him, and Mephisto, dressed in white, came out respectfully.

Unlike the other two who are so mean-spirited, he is like an old butler who is always polite no matter what he does. He doesn't fight or fight, just like an old butler.

"You're not going?"

Su Mo was a little teasing.

Whether it was Hua Ye or the Holy Lord, they were intimidated by their own power and thought it was beneficial to be with them, so they had no other ideas.

Mephisto is different.

If I must say it, Mephisto is impressed by his future self.

In the future, he went to the fantasy world to kill God and usurped the other party's authority. Mephisto was frightened by himself at the time.

This is Mephisto's past, but it is his future.

The entanglement of time and cause is sometimes so fantastic and magical.

Su Mo didn't ask what his future would be like. It would be difficult for him to explore Bai Yue's involvement.

This involves time and great cause and effect, which he cannot explore, and Mephisto cannot tell, but looking at Mephisto's current state, maybe something happened at the beginning.

After all, if God becomes an omniscient and omnipotent existence, theoretically speaking, even his future self will be in the past of this timeline.

If worshiping the moon really became God, then I would have some sense of it.

Taking that step is transcendent.

It may not be possible to change the timeline, but the causal time involved can be affected.

"The Lord didn't stop them, how could they succeed?"

Mephisto smiled slightly.

What Su Mo didn't even do, these two idiots still want to deliberately flatter him?     Isn't this just asking for trouble~

At the same time, the Holy Lord walked into the handicraft shop and couldn't help but frowned.

No wonder the business of running a handicraft store is so poor!

The handicraft store is very big, but the decoration is a bit old-fashioned.

The overall color is black, giving people a sense of depression, and the furnishings in the alley give people a very old-fashioned feeling.

The Holy Master couldn't help but have a good impression of the owner of this shop.

Never mind whether the business is good or not.

The decoration and furnishings are very in line with my own wishes. Even though these figures do not conform to the mainstream aesthetics, are they all soldiers of Great Qin?

Although there are also figures from other dynasties included, these are extremely few.

It’s very much in line with this Holy Master’s wishes!

Stepping in, in the rather dim room, three people were gathered together to play Landlord.

One of them was wearing black ancient mysterious clothes, which made the Holy Master a little uncomfortable.

In the era when he ruled, black had always been a highly respected color. Only the royal family and even the emperor could wear it. The Holy Lord comforted himself a little.

After all, this is the 21st century, and some things have to be changed.

It's like some people are still wearing Hanfu, but even the buttons on the Hanfu clothes are buttoned backwards. If we were in my own time, only the dead would intentionally wear the clothes backwards before being buried.

The other two were tall and had a bold and free spirit about them.

He has a bit of a king's temperament, but more of a general's temperament that dominates the battlefield.

If he were placed in the era of his own rule, he could also serve as a general who conquers the battlefield.

As for the last person——

After just a glance, the Holy Master turned his gaze to the side.

Wearing a leather jacket, nostrils pointed upward, eyes in the sky.

A little bastard, let go of your own time.

Probably some fledgling kid who thinks he can save the world or rule the world.

In the parlance of this era, it’s a case of chuunibyou.

"What do you mean?!"

The Holy Lord was sizing up the three of them, and the three of them were naturally sizing up the Holy Lord.

After all, as soon as the other party comes in, everyone can feel that the other party is not simple.

If we look at strength alone, the other party may be even higher than the three of us.

The limit of ordinary heroic spirits is actually the god level. Even if the explosive treasure phantom is theoretically the peak of the god level, the man in front of him must have reached the super god level.

Can you be careless?

Of course, the three of them are not ordinary heroic spirits.

The changes in the world are all seen by the three of them, and naturally there are a lot of benefits from the changes in the world.

The title of Hall of Heroes has come, and the three of them are not vain at all.

At most, it's just fear.

but--

What the hell, why do you look down on me?

Gilgamesh could clearly feel the Holy Lord's contempt for him.

Ignoring Gilgamesh, the Holy Lord looked at Ying Zheng, who was wearing black water mysterious clothes and holding his head high.

"I, the First Emperor, give me money!"

In the figure shop, the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant. (End of chapter)