My universe in a bottle

On this day, the world is decorated with lanterns and colors.

Lanterns were lit to celebrate, and some restaurants were decorated with red silk and started promotional activities.

Even many people from aristocratic families everywhere cried with joy.

This battle was not without their efforts. Geniuses from these top sects and hermit families with rich foundations all joined that battle.

For five hundred years, Yang Tiansheng has been secretly gaining the trust of various sects and secretly establishing organizations.

Today, no one has a monopoly on the times.

"Did we win?"

"It's hateful. So many geniuses and demigods were beaten to death by eight bastards!"

"They have dreams of breaking through, and their qualifications are even more amazing. They should have a brighter future."

"Is everything over now?"

"It should be over, as long as the new martial arts emperor is not the next one."

A new emperor completely ruled the world and opened the way for the world.

Even, most of the existing destiny charts, 67 martial arts destiny charts, were announced to the whole world.

In the future, there will be a map for demigod breakthroughs. According to the practice, one can reach the highest level of sixth-ring demigod.

The entire continent is in shock!

This is too generous.

In their opinion, it was good enough not to prevent the appearance of demigods, but they never expected that it would be made public to this extent.

Each of these Demigod Fate Charts is the pinnacle of a Demigod’s martial arts! What a life-long effort.

It is precious, and every portion is enough for people in the world to fight to death.

And this also completely changed the system and upper limit of the entire martial arts civilization. Everyone in the world praised this wise king and wrote chapters and songs for him.

And the emperor also turned into a scholar, walking in this era five hundred years later, just smiling on the streets and watching everything, like a bystander.

He knew that if he wanted to set foot in eternity, he would have to adapt to some things, and he would have to go through a lot in some eras.

He raised his head:

Five hundred years have passed at a glance, and the years have passed. Who can transcend the times and jump out of the world?

In the teahouse on the street, young warriors were constantly discussing: "Yang Tiansheng is already invincible, the born emperor!"

"It's unimaginable that those eight corrupt beings, who have accumulated countless demigod heritage and cut off the future, were overthrown by him!"

"Incredible, simply incredible! This kind of talent is unimaginable!"

Many people feel that this great emperor is outrageous.

Only the born emperor himself knew that he was not born divine. Even though he was astonishingly talented, he was far from the opponent of the eight people who joined forces. Instead, he had been guided by an ancient existence.

And that one is the real terror.

In just a few glances, he saw what path he should take, and he recommended martial arts to himself, which perfectly suited his system.

Cough cough cough.

On Wushen Mountain, Yang Tiansheng suddenly coughed up blood.

That battle was not without its sequelae. It burned too much vitality.

He was sitting alone on Wushen Mountain, and suddenly he remembered himself back then. When he was on the verge of death, he vaguely saw the man in white holding a bloody handkerchief and coughing up blood.

That man seems to have become an eternal memory.

Yang Tiansheng suddenly touched the blood-covered stone slabs on the ground, "The blood and tears he sacrificed for mankind actually dyed the entire mountain red. How much pressure and pain he endured for our martial arts continent."

His own hidden wounds now feel very terrifying.

And what about the emperor?

It’s hard to imagine how much trauma he suffered during his lifetime.

This blood has simply flowed back into a river.

He looked up at the sky and suddenly laughed and said:

"And now, have you seen it? Five hundred years later, Your Majesty, I have cut off the corruption. I did it and broke through my cage."

This great martial arts emperor who suppressed the contemporary generation was sitting on the throne, muttering to himself, coughing, coughing, coughing, and suddenly started coughing again.

"It's surprising."

Li Qing glanced at this Martial Arts Eight Wilderness Continent.

He found it interesting.

Due to some coincidence, even the emperor probably never thought of going out and coming back. In the future, he has become the protector god who sacrificed his blood and prayed for the lives of the people in the eyes of the world.

At this moment, looking at the void from a distance.

This is an extremely vast suspended continent, and it is divided into eight territories. There are void cracks that need to be crossed.

They can't fit together, which makes Li Qing, who has some obsessive-compulsive disorder, feel very uncomfortable.

And it seems that this is the limit of the fragments. If you try to put them together again, they can't be spliced ​​together, which feels very weird.

Or maybe.

When completely put together, it will be a real space world, not a map of space debris.

"I'll leave it to them to study these things. I hope we can see them put together sooner."

He looked at the void continent from afar.

Today's Emperor, Minis and others are all preparing for war, racing against time.

They had no intention of paying attention to anything else, which also gave Li Qing new ideas.

"There was a great war, the times changed, and a lot of people died. The upper limit of controlling the dependents is now empty. It's time to awaken other new fragments in the distance."

The so-called distance is already very far away.

The Bahuang Martial Arts Continent basically absorbed all the nearby space, creating a broken continent. Directly opposite was a space gap with three bedrooms and one living room.

The surrounding area further away is basically a large area of ​​​​emptiness, with no debris at all.

He could only continue crossing all the way, and finally found a new fragment.

A large number of prepared resources are invested, and then single cells are awakened, reaching the upper limit of control, and then ignored.

It's probably just a little secret place in the wild.

After all, the Martial Arts Continent is instilled with mature and accumulated civilization, but without indoctrination here, it will just be like the original, with barbaric growth, roughness and arrogance, and it will take a period of time to accumulate.

At this time, Li Qing looked at the other space fragments and thought:

"The upper limit has been reached. Do you want to get some uncontrolled wild single cells?"

"If there is really no control over the brand, it will not limit the natural potential. Then capture it and brand it, wouldn't it be a perfect way?"

But he pondered for a while, and finally stopped thinking about it.

It’s better not to waste it yet.

If he really reaches the monster level, if he can beat him, it would be a good thing to press him and mark him.

What if I can't beat him?

A man overturned all his belongings, ran out of his three bedrooms and one living room to chase after him, and yelled angrily: "Which man behind the scenes dares to control my life, and who dares to be superior to me?"

I was chased and slashed from the first room to the third room without blinking an eye. Wouldn't that be a joke?

He began to let go of his dissolute heart and decided to be steady.

There are some things that he usually seems to be frivolous about, but he always takes precautions and considers the consequences of failure before doing them.

He was really afraid at the moment. Certain existences were unreasonable to him, and the consequences of this failure were obviously unbearable.