My universe in a bottle

The emperor was surprised for a few seconds, "Why didn't you finish it this time? You should know what to do, right?"

"Go to jail and accept punishment."

A demigod leader couldn't help but make a sound.

"Then, go by yourself." He raised his hand and pressed lightly, and the eight demigods were instantly sealed, thrown into the prison, and then disappeared.

These eight demigods were filled with fear.

The emperor is obviously still alive, but he just went down the mountain to travel. As a result, he caused such an unexpected incident and even caused chaos in the world, but he, a foolish king, didn't care.

After all, they had not cared about it a long time ago and allowed them to cause trouble for the government and the public and expand their power.

His bottom line is just his wild ideas and whether he has completed the Emperor's Order every fifty years.

When everyone thought of this, they were completely speechless.

This emperor.

Simply a strange man.

It doesn't even kill us?

Even they can't describe it in words.

You don't care if the chaos is like this. We declare you dead and don't bother to care? Just thinking about your messy thoughts?

No, he doesn't even know what's going on outside.

I don't know where I went, but I heard that there was an emperor of the mortal dynasty in the northern and southern states. He was obsessed with carpentry, had eccentric skills, ignored the government affairs, and tinkered with new inventions all day long. I'm afraid this one is similar.

At this time, the legendary confidant from outside came and stood outside the prison: "Sect Master, should we let you out?"

"No."

The leader of the North Holy Sect said immediately.

This is asking them to die.

"Let's just stay here and deal with things under the door."

Several legends had their memories wiped away, and they didn't know what happened. They just felt baffled.

These are the eight most powerful beings in the world, eternal and immortal. Why do they look so timid?

And these eight dignified demigods were reduced to working in prison. When word spread, they were really shameless in public.

They figured it out too.

Since others don't care, I might as well just go with the flow.

"Regardless of whether he lives to fifty years or not, this time, the Emperor ordered us to study and start organizing martial arts geniuses." They said.

Soon, a sect leader said: "He looks like he is not going to die soon. He should be dying soon."

"He was coughing up blood very badly."

Another powerful demigod said, "Just delay it for a while longer."

In their opinion, does the fact that the emperor is so generous this time also indicate that his life is short?

Do you no longer have the energy to pay attention to them and just want to find other techniques to extend your life?

Is he making a last ditch effort?

Or is it that he doesn't care about his lifespan at all, he just wants to live a glorious life, and he still likes to study exercises before he dies. This is his lifelong hobby?

They suddenly became alert.

It seems that we still have to comply with this emperor.

Otherwise, before he died, his lingering power would still be there, and he could easily clear them all out, and then there would be no place to cry.

They didn't even think about resisting.

The other party is too scary.

One person suppresses an entire era.

Develop martial arts, overlook the earth, and suppress the gods.

His courage, fame, and martial arts have reached areas beyond people's imagination, unprecedented!

Even in the future, it is extremely likely that there will not be a second such unrivaled figure.

Who dares to do what he does, sacrificing his life, risking going crazy, and studying the pinnacle of skills?

In just a few seconds, they were suppressed, and they didn't know why.

The God of War is nine hundred years old.

The emperor is back again, followed by the giant god general.

"This time, do your research according to the once-a-hundred-year rule. Don't be lazy."

They are still studying the contents of the Emperor's Order and submitting it regularly.

Those wild, chaotic and wonderful ideas are simply excruciating!

I don’t know how much national power has been spent, how much genius, effort and time have been spent.

After the emperor left this time, these eight demigods felt cold in their hearts.

"Why isn't he dead? Why isn't he dead? Look at the emperor's appearance, stumbling, pale, extremely sickly, and horribly thin."

"Fifty years ago, when I saw him, his breath was exhausted. There was no medicine or stone to cure him. Even the vitality was hanging by a thread. The tens of thousands of forces in his body seemed to be running rampant and exploding at any time, blowing him to pieces. The result is still the same now. "

"If he is still here, we will always be afraid. We can only surrender and tremble with fear!"

If this continues, if he lives another hundred years, he will have been alive for a thousand years.

Every time he thought he was going to die suddenly, he would still come out and cough out a mouthful of blood. Who could bear this?

"You don't need to worry."

At this time, a demigod leader said:

"I actually found a low-speed small space, only a quarter of the usual speed. Our lifespan is four times longer. We are demigods. We can directly enter a deep sleep and leave the time to our confidants. Naturally, we can wait until he dies."

A few people thought about it, and it was indeed the case.

He already has a short lifespan, how could he possibly live longer than our normal demigods?

They will use the greatest weapon to kill the Emperor: time.

"Let's go to the future!"

They said in a low voice.

"Fuck the time when he's dead."

The God of War has a history of two thousand years.

The eight ancient beings were sleeping, and they only requested regularly to study the emperor's orders.

After all, they have already formed a psychological shadow and let the servants deal with it. Anyway, the martial arts idiot doesn't care about this kind of etiquette.

He absolutely didn't want to see the sick emperor again. When he saw him coughing up blood, he felt scared!

And the entire land, after thousands of years of development, has also ushered in the long-lost peaceful development.

Demigods began to appear.

But for some unknown reason, these demigods were all led away one after another. It was said that they ascended into a world, shattered the void, and left.

At first, people were not surprised.

But over the past few hundred years, the legendary warriors have gradually developed doubts.

Ascension, does it really exist? ?

And in the 1800th year, they also completely waited for the emperor's final return: "I will retreat, the emperor ordered, to change it to once a thousand years."

After the other party left, the eight demigods were ecstatic, thinking that everything was over.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"He's finally gone, finally gone! It's been a thousand years, and he would have been dead long ago!"

On this day, the eight martial arts demigods were drunk, and the legendary emperor was finally leaving the world.

They could finally write that great being who had been passed down through the ages into history.

They were filled with emotions, and finally bid farewell to each other again, wearing mourning and mourning!

The great emperor of the era, future generations will always remember you.

And the emperor also set foot on this land again.

It felt like I had entered a mysterious and mysterious realm, and even the blood spurted out turned into a river.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

But under the stunned eyes of the eight kings, with a loud laugh that resounded throughout the world, winds and clouds gathered between the heaven and the earth, and a small opening was suddenly torn open in the space.

The emperor stepped in.

Shattering the void, the sun soared.

Eight martial arts demigods came over thinking, looking at the empty place, their hearts were shaken violently: "Is there really a way to ascend to the upper world in this world? Aren't they just making it up?"

"It turns out that he has already seen the higher world." Everyone felt bitter, feeling that the two sides were not on the same level.

The emperor stepped in, coughed, and told an allusion:

"I once changed my name to Ye Fan and entered a small world. I said that this world turned out to be false. Our Qingqiu country was being herded and no one could stand above us. Now that I think about it, we are still in a bigger cage."

He coughed blood and stretched out his hands to tear apart the space.

"What are you hiding from? I saw it. You are right there, always overlooking our world. No one can be above you."