My universe in a bottle

One punch.

The entire arm of Nokron suddenly turned into an emerald green tree, and his whole body instantly merged into the skin of the giant tree man along with his fist.

He entered the giant.

When the emperor saw this scene, he said in a low voice:

"So fast? I thought Zhu Qi could last for a while. He has conquered the giants and even became part of the giant organization."

"It's like a virus that bypasses all rejection reactions, disguises itself as cells in the body, eats up and swims around in the other person's body."

After seeing that punch, the giant was instantly invaded from within. Even Artabibia, who had expected it, fell into silence.

There have been speculations, but witnessing this incredible scene with your own eyes and being able to accept this miracle are two different things.

At this moment, all mortals looked at the battle coming from the God Realm, and an atmosphere like an apocalyptic world instantly enveloped the entire martial arts continent.

"Lost again?"

"No, this should be our last trump card."

"Are we hopeless?"

"There is no hope, how can there be hope? There was no hope in the first place."

People were shouting wildly everywhere, looting their homes, and people were in a state of confusion. The whole world seemed to be in chaos.

"It's a given."

The Emperor nodded calmly, "The world has begun to panic. Although we can ignore the common people, we must rely on the common people for this battle. Are you ready?"

"I need time."

Atabibia frowned, "Humph! Are you going to play the role of a benevolent and warm-blooded emperor again, using the power of the people to attack the gods? But you can start now. I will continue to prepare while you are doing it. You really want me life."

"Atabia, you can do it. You are the strongest god of creation in the world. You are unique, aren't you?" The Emperor smiled, "Then I will start."

"It's up to you." Atabibia closed her eyes and continued to deduce wildly, "My battle is about to begin."

The Emperor nodded, and his voice through Heaven spread throughout the world again.

"Everyone, I am Tiandao Xiwei."

"The whole world is completely on the verge of extinction. We need your help. I have an absolutely sure-win plan."

What?

An absolute sure win?

Everyone felt incredible when they heard the voice of heaven in their ears.

"I will spread a large number of new martial arts secret books. Some of you true gods will practice this martial arts secret book, and then cut off your own foundation and become a low-level true god of a new race."

"To defeat him, we need about 13,000 low-level true gods. There is no strength requirement. We only need three or four rings."

"Although we currently only have 8,000 martial arts secrets that can help you become a god, the next 4,000 martial arts secrets that are still missing will soon be developed for us."

The people all over the earth were hesitant when they heard this scene.

What is this for?

Will more low-level true gods of martial arts appear to provide power for the way of heaven?

But even so, repeating the steps just now may not be effective, right? Because that incredible monster is also getting stronger.

"There is nothing we can do, let's treat a dead horse like a living horse."

"Tch! What I am most concerned about is, can it really be possible to create four thousand brand new martial arts in a short time without duplication? Who can do this?"

"Okay, okay, although we don't know what to do, we will be prepared."

The whole world is in chaos and the hope of hard work is rediscovered.

At this moment, Atabibia was scratching his head, almost going crazy.

One race, two races, three races. This is a crazy squeeze on his brain cells. Even the most common trash race cannot do it so easily.

It's like a singer forcing himself to write fifty songs in ten days.

This is simply a huge test.

"The one who is really fighting is me, Artabiya." Artabiya's brain almost exploded under the blessing of the Gate of Truth.

And as a large number of new racial secrets were passed on, countless third-ring and fourth-ring true gods began to break through.

This caused Tiandao Xiwei to start to strengthen crazily, becoming more and more terrifying, and Nokron's power also exploded crazily.

The number of rings increases every minute and every second.

"Success!"

"He really became stronger like this!"

Seeing this scene, the emperor became excited because Nokron had become stronger.

"The rules of the crystal wall world have existed since ancient times. Truly powerful beings cannot enter the crystal wall world. Therefore, it is very simple for us to win. Let Noklon become stronger and be squeezed out by the world!"

"Let him become a giant god in chaos, forcibly blocked from the crystal wall, and unable to enter our world again!"

According to speculation, above the True God, there should be a power that cannot enter the world.

The mysterious god they had just passed by and saw in the chaos was probably a being above the True God and below the Ancient God.

This also confirms this point: True God is the limit that Zhongqian World can accommodate!

Above the true God, one must be rejected.

As for Nokron's realm, it is obviously one level higher than the surface. A mortal has the power of a true god. A mortal has an outrageous number of more than 10,000 rings.

This is simply unimaginable!

Ordinary true gods have dozens of levels. When he, a mortal with more than 10,000 levels, breaks through to a true god, how terrifying will he be?

The actual realm combat power must be higher than that of the True God. If it can easily destroy a Zhongqian World, it must be excluded.

"If my guess is correct, one of his fists is at four thousand rings and two at eight thousand rings. His overall life chart is likely to break through to the True God around twelve thousand rings and be squeezed out of the world."

"This is a surefire way to win."

"Even if it is a higher level, as long as Atabibia can hold on and push to 15,000 or 6,000 levels, and then he breaks through to the True God, the heavenly trend of the entire world will be able to squeeze him out."

"At the same time, he can only passively accept this change in strength, because if he doesn't follow suit, Tiandao Xiwei, who is already getting stronger crazily, will completely crush him as a mortal."

"You can't do it if you don't accept it. If you accept it, you have to get out. It's a dilemma."

This is the real fighting skill.

Defeating the strong with the weak is the pinnacle of art.

We have gathered all kinds of data, clues, and possibilities so far to find the only solution.

"The way of heaven kills people, why use yourself."

Atabibia sat quietly on the throne, constantly deducing each race, turning it into martial arts secrets, and throwing them to the sentient beings in the lower world.

"Just use era to kill people."

His voice, with a kind of indifference, appeared in the ears of the God Realm and even the lower continent, and resounded throughout the mountains, rivers and oceans of the world.

Atabibia sat calmly on the throne controlled by the giant, as if she had returned to the original era, when she was the one who controlled the giant and was fighting against the gods.

But this time, he who controlled the Titan already had hope of winning.

Destiny repeats itself, why is it not a familiar history before us?

"O ancient gods of distant multi-dimensional civilizations, have I finally begun to involve you? This is the first battle of the counterattack."

Atabibia stood up.

The vast amount of data is constantly being calculated.

His creativity and wisdom seemed to be endless, his literary thoughts welled up, and each low-level martial arts secret was thrown into the world like snowflakes, enriching all the secret books in the entire martial arts world.

He actually promoted the development of the entire martial arts world on his own.

"You don't need bravery to kill."

"The general trend is the sharpest knife."