Chapter 329

all the time.

The ultimate character.

They are all places of the world.

The ultimate goal of all monks.

But in countless years, no one knows whether the ultimate character exists or not.

Because.

Until now.

No one from the ten major ethnic groups or the terror lords in the ten thousand forbidden areas has ever seen such a person.

Great God.

So far.

In the known realm, the top.

No one knows what kind of field it is.

But if there are the ultimate characters in the world.

These two children, wearing blue and purple, look only five or six years old. They can be regarded as one.

The creator of the twelve universes - the final king!

And the middle-aged man with white hair.

It can be calculated.

The land of all worlds is closest to the people in that field.

He is more dangerous than the most powerful ancestor of Wang Aojia's first generation, Ao Tianzun. Even if Ao Tianzun summons the future body, he can't defeat each other.

Just.

Now.

Both the creator and the middle-aged man were slightly stunned.

Touch your chin.

The expression of thinking on his face said:

"Lord Zhong Wang, Bilis seems to have been hiding his strength all the time. He has opened three Heaven acupoints and stepped into the worship of God."

The two attendants standing next to the king.

Hear that.

His face changed a little.

Then.

It's back to normal.

The power of the twelve universal destroyers, bilus, has always been one of the strongest.

During the last sabotage of God's election.

He fought alone against the eight strong men of the same rank, but not weak.

It turns out that this is not just his real strength.

The creator, the final king, is still innocent. After a while, he didn't say anything more.

They seem to be one.

Each other's small eyes look at each other, and there are four colorful glasses in their eyes, which has an unpredictable meaning.

"Since biluosi has left and is no longer fit to be a little cosmic God with his strength, then Lord Zhongwang, who should continue to be a cosmic destructive God in that universe?"

The middle-aged man, with his hands on his back, bowed slightly.

Middle aged people, compared with the two gods who open the four acupoints of the creator, are more calm and elegant in the face of the creator's final king.

He and the creator of the twelve universes, the final king.

There is a very vague relationship.

On the surface, they seem to have a master-slave relationship, but sometimes, this middle-aged man, even without asking the king, can directly give orders to the God of destruction of the twelve universes.

Just.

The seventh universe is guarded by biluosi, which is very special. That is because of the existence of a reincarnated female emperor.

Sometimes.

Even the middle-aged man had to marvel.

The life that should have been given by the creator, the final king, could open the four heavenly points and control the whole power of reincarnation.

Although the land of the world, has been popular.

Reincarnation empress.

It's a giant woman against the nine realms.

But only those of them know.

The reincarnation empress has already stepped into the veneration.

With her strength.

She is almost helpless for any of the ten great gods.

Unless.

Just like her.

To open the four heaven acupoints, there is a more terrifying mace than the power of reincarnation.

Otherwise.

Even the great God, no one dare to challenge the reincarnation empress easily.

His meaning is obvious.

Since bilus gave up the seventh universal destructive God and came to the world.

There is no doubt that the next god of cosmic destruction, the seventh universe, so far, no one is suitable to be the God of Cosmic Destruction except for the reincarnation empress.

The creator is the last king.

Although he seems innocent and ignorant of everything, all these are just appearances. Nothing in the universe can escape his eyes.

"Lord Zhong Wang......"

The middle-aged whispered.

The voice of a child.

Ring.

But the answer of the creator, the final king, was a little unexpected.

"You can arrange it."

The middle-aged man's face was suddenly shocked, and there was no doubt in his eyes.

This means

Are you not going to consider reincarnation as a candidate for the seventh cosmic destroyer?

But the middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Carry your hands on your back.

Turn around.

Slowly left.

Just.

He didn't see it.

When he left, one of the creator's little fingers, the last king, had been pointing towards a blue planet in the seventh universe.

But surprisingly.

This planet, as before, did not turn into ashes in a flash.

It's still intact.

"Hmmm"

immediately.

On the small face of the two founders, there was excitement and an exclamation in their mouths.

Immediately.

The little hands moved to another planet.

But this scene.

Fall in those two to open the four heaven acupoints, and reach the eyes of the followers of the venerable God, but it's really solid, and the eyelids are scared and jump wildly.

Again?

It's the seventh universe, the planet of the creator and the final king. When he points down, he doesn't disappear.

Two worshippers.

Immediately.

Can't help but look at each other with palpitations.

They frowned at each other, shook their heads, and then returned to their original motionless and expressionless appearance.

This matter.

They're going to rot forever.

As a follower of the creator and the final king.

They understand.

What to say.

What should not be said.

Then.

They saw that the seventh universe, in the hands of the creator, the last king, moved to the other side with a little push, and turned to appear in front of them, was the eighth universe.

But this scene.

Let two people in the heart again, pause a little billows.

It's still the same.

They have seen such scenes countless times.

As long as the seventh universe, the blue planet, has not been turned into ashes in the hands of the creator, the final king.

The whole seventh universe.

On this day.

There are no more planets. They are the playthings in the hands of the king. They are thrown aside.

The planet.

What's so weird?

Why did you survive every time?

On the corridor and wall of the secluded and silent palace of the creator, there are many portraits of the ultimate overlord in the world.

Da.

Da.

Da.

And that hair snow-white middle-aged, carrying hands, expressionless walk here.

Until the end.

His steps stopped for a while, frowned, and looked at the first picture.

"Who are you?" he said to himself

Suddenly.

In my mind.

Suddenly.

Lengbuding sent a few words

"Lord Shenwang, the protoss asked you to go back and say that there was a big event in the land of the world. You must go back and preside over it personally."

The middle-aged man froze for a few seconds.

Then.

It's gone.

Just.

He just left.

The background of that painting changed and became a scene of sunset and afterglow.