my universe in a bottle.

Chapter 860 Troubled Times, Fleeing Multidimensional Cosmic Civilization Fleet

On the edge of the Hunyuan Saint battlefield, Qingyun Universe.

A tall and handsome red-haired man was covered in blood, stepped on a dead body, panted heavily, and laughed loudly: "I finally won! I defeated the saint of life in this universe."

Along the way, he finally merged with 81 selves, reached the peak of 140, became a saint of life, and chose to challenge the saint of this universe.

The sages of the Qingyun universe were the first to prove the Tao first, and their aptitude is only 133, which is far from reaching perfection.

But after all, the opponent has occupied the entire universe for a long time, and it is the home field. The opponent has defeated countless challengers with perfect foundations before, and now he has finally succeeded.

"I'm already a saint," he murmured.

Powerful, ultimate, invincible, this represents the strongest force in the universe.

Mastering one sacred position, formulating the original code of one's own life sequence, and modifying the universe at will, is like an engineer of the life code of this universe.

They rule the civilizations of the heavens in the entire universe, a square crystal wall world, sitting in the heavens, an eternal and stalwart existence!
A saint is the most powerful force in this universe.

Just at this moment, the red-haired saint hadn't come to remember to invite all guests to celebrate, when suddenly there was a series of terrifying explosions in the distance.

Next, he saw an unbelievable scene.

A saint descended suddenly, exuding his unbelievable coercion.

"A high-level saint!" The red-haired saint's eyes flickered, "It's extremely difficult for the low-level saint I just broke through to defeat the middle-level saint. How can there be such a saint in front of me?"

The saint ignored him at all, came to the sealed place, and destroyed all the saint locks one after another.

And, he yelled the words that terrified him: "The locks have all been broken, you can enter!"

Next, in the desperate eyes of the red-haired saint.

In my entire universe, various saints who symbolize the ultimate and supreme of the universe jumped one after another. They have families and children, and their appearances are different.

Some are mighty and handsome generals, some are beautiful and sexy goddesses, and some are even well-known veteran saints who have ruled several universes for a long time.

They jumped over one by one, constantly occupying this universe.

"This, this." The red-haired sage was stunned, what virtue and ability could there be in his own universe, so many sages came over.

He was so frightened that his scalp was numb. Could it be that he had to die just after he proved the truth?

He hurriedly said: "Dare to ask fellow Taoists."

"I'm calling again, run away."

"Damn it, more than 30 universes have been shattered. Pushing all the way, not to mention the power of resistance, even the aftermath can kill all saints."

"It's not safe here, we need to hide further away, we have to keep running."

These voices made the red-haired saint feel that his world view has been subverted.

are they running?

Run with your family?

Was something chasing them behind, something more terrifying than a saint?

He vaguely thought of a possibility, and before he had time to ask, he heard the leading saint speak to the phantom saint of time next to him, "Your Excellency, do you still have the strength?"

"There is still some strength."

The time sage smiled wryly, "It's just that, the previous time, the matter was gone again."

They have more than a dozen time saints, and each time saint is ordered to help a group of saints escape. Now there are a total of more than a dozen fleeing "cosmic fleets", rushing to the distance with the hope of their own civilization and cosmos.

As for resistance?

How could it be possible to resist the existence of that terrifying multi-dimensional taboo?

Can only run.

But now they run away all the way, building new parallel universes all the way, as pedals, new bubbles one by one, fleeing further into the long river of time.

For example, the red-haired saint in front of him.

He thought he was from the real universe?

In fact, he is the new saint who has just been observed in the future parallel universe 5000 years after this universe.

This new universe has just been born!
He was just a phantom, but he became a reality after being observed by the saints.

They have jumped more than a dozen times now, and they are not too tired. The main reason is that the saint of this time has traveled through the future and has been beaten with a sap several times.

Some substance is missing.

This made those fugitive beings extremely anxious, and they didn't even look at the time, saints of time beyond, are you still beating sap?
Ok.

Those saints of the future universe don't know what happened. After all, the future timeline of each universe is independent, and the other party is just knocking on the sap normally, acting as a bandit to rob the saint of time.

After all, knocking the time saint is an old practice!

But now, it's hard for them!

"Forget it, less material means less. We can afford to run away with our family property. We don't need to pay attention to those new universes that beat the sap, and go directly. Anyway, when the time comes here, their universe will be very fast. die."

The leading saint said: "The current multidimensional universe is in a special state of rapidity because of the battle of the Hunyuan saints. A large number of universes are rapidly dying and reborn."

Their group of saints rested in place.

This catastrophe of the multidimensional universe is a reshuffle, as long as it is alive, it is better than anything else.

When they saw the center of the multidimensional battlefield, they just glanced at it, and their scalps became numb with fright, and they became the shadow of their whole life, and they ran away.

As long as they are alive and reshuffle the cards, they may not be able to climb higher.

At this time, they were exhausted, resting in place, and prepared to continue running forward later, because it might not be safe here.

What worries them the most, though.

"We create future universes one after another, away from the battlefield, but this also means that we have entered a new future, and our current technology is constantly falling behind."

"We go to the future one by one, I am afraid that we will gradually be unable to defeat the new saints who will appear in the future. We are like a checkpoint mode. We may be killed and looted by them in a new unknown 'map'."

They looked at each other, and silently looked at the red-haired saint in front of them.

This one has actually surpassed them a bit.

But what can they do?
I continue to run to the next future, time and time again, to escape the war in the multidimensional universe!
"I hope that those of us present will rise up completely after going through hardships."

The leading sage stood up and said, "Let's keep running, don't meet a monster in some future and kill us all by himself."

With a bang, the universe behind him suddenly exploded.

Obviously, the battlefield has been spreading more and more.

"Go! Continue to escape!! Go to the next future!" They created a new universe, continued to travel, and fled to the distance.

In the distant multidimensional universe, the terrifying battle penetrated layer after layer of the universe.

The four saints fight in pairs.

Atabia fights against Elise, and the sage of light fights against the emperor.

The ancient god Guangming fought all the way, exuding golden light all over his body.

At this time, Atabia's eyes flashed with slight anger, and he said in a deep voice: "You have been dragging the battlefield, deliberately expanding the scope of the war, driving them away, and killing all the saints in the entire multiverse?"

"Hmph, I made them adapt to fighting. As the weak, if you don't adapt to the strong, you can't adapt to the new upper limit of the universe, and you are destined to be eliminated by the torrent of the times."

The eyes of the Ancient God Guangming were icy cold.

The collision of forces between the two sides is no longer pure substance, but the concept of primitive order in the dark, colliding in the vast and endless multiverse.

(End of this chapter)