"Gatha …"
Fu Qingjun looked at the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty.
He looked at the tall and majestic existence who had an eagle-like gaze and a tall and straight figure that stood quietly in front of him.
Even he couldn't help but feel emotional. Back then, he sat in front of the desk and hugged the corpse in pain. Yet, he had already grown to such an extent.
"On the desk again …"
Fu Qingjun raised his head gently and looked around.
It was a world of war between light and fire.
The four pillars were rooted in the membrane of the universe, and the world of the square desk that had just been built had already been set ablaze. The earth and space had collapsed, and the people were crying in the world while countless people were praying in the midst of the disaster.
Hundreds of millions of people died in despair.
As for himself … he had actually become the "god" and "demon" who attacked the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty on the desk back then.
"It seems that history is repeating itself, and I have already entered the world of the desk and become a part of it."
At this moment, Fu Qingjun's main body was sitting in the room of the future Miao Chuntang, looking at the sun flower pot on the desk and the scenery outside the window. He suddenly felt emotional.
"In the distant past, during the mythical flood era …"
Fu Qingjun looked under the window sill while Little Mouth was standing on the street blowing the trumpet. She also saw Fu Qingjun upstairs and yelled excitedly, "Brother Fu, come down for dinner. Our planet Shushan has arrived in this new world. Sister Li Mo said that she wants to talk about the new business and rise of our Miao Chuntang."
"Go ahead." Fu Qingjun ignored her and reached out to touch the texture of the desk.
The young and inexperienced young man who stood on the desk in the Ancient Sun Coffin and was determined to protect his people had already come this far.
His passion and stubbornness had long been covered with hundreds of thousands of years of vicissitudes. However, in his eyes, it seemed that only a few years had passed.
'The power of time? '
In the end, he just sighed. "This time, I've traveled to the distant past and future. My gains are too great. I've reached this height from a weakling in an instant. It can be said that I've completely entered that threshold … Unfortunately, I still have to go back. I can't stay in this era any longer."
At this moment, he had already vaguely guessed the truth of the great flood of this era.
When he came back to his senses, he looked at Gatha again. Gatha was also looking at him quietly.
"This scene seems familiar."
The emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty looked at the God in front of him calmly.
Amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he sensed the entire world of the desk. He looked down and suddenly said, "Is this fate? The fate of the great flood. "
"This is fate. This is the history of the universe. You've traveled through so much time that you should know very well that even if you travel through time and change history, the universe will still make up for its own sense of disharmony and forcefully repair the cause and effect," God said softly.
Gatha nodded. "I also have a vague sense of déjà vu."
"Today, our battle is also fate. I've seized your rules and authority, so you naturally have to take them back." The emperor looked at her and said calmly, "Gatha, you're very smart.
"Jia Xia, you're very smart. You used traces of rules to form a vortex and rearranged your personality in a perfect way. Then, you used your personality to control the rules and formed a huge, real world of rules in the sword … I can't focus on breaking through its flaws."
"In a sense, this is already a law. You're defending together and have strong resistance. Even the superior laws can't be easily used on you."
"But is this all you've got?"
Fu Qingjun looked indifferent and emotionless. "If that's the case, you're still not my match."
"We'll know once we try."
Gatha held the edgeless ancient sword and took a step forward.
Holding the longsword in her hand, Gatha took a step forward, which contained the world of the Saint and all sorts of ordinary laws. "Wind, fire, thunder, lightning …"
At this moment, he had completely perfected the Myriad Transformations Sutra that the Celestial Ancestor had created. The Celestial Ancestor used the Breathing Soil as his life and split into countless clones. At this moment, the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty had improved it so that each clone was an independent life of a Saint. They had their own laws and lived in the world of the Xuanyuan Sword …
He alone mastered all the nomological personalities and could be considered an unprecedented creature.
Boom!
The war broke out instantly.
Almost no one could see the scene in the center.
"We have a chance! The emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty has fused the ordinary laws and mastered the cooperation perfectly. He can already resist the erosion of the conceptual laws. "Someone hollered," The inferior counterattacked the superior laws! "
The sky seemed to have been torn apart.
All the powerhouses had entered the Xuanyuan Sword, and the living beings at the scene outside could not see the battle clearly.
Boom!
The entire Great Xia Dynasty tilted instantly, like a desk that had a broken leg.
The entire desk in the universe began to tilt and collapse, and endless material sand and rocks turned into a torrent that surged into the universe through the hole where the pillar was missing.
"The sky is collapsing!"
The living beings on the planets stared at the huge hole with their mouths agape.
"What a joke!"
"Help!"
"It's the end of the world, the flood has arrived!"
Despair, fear, and madness. Everyone stared blankly at the ground that was crushed by the endless planets. Like a landslide, it surged towards the boundless Galaxy of the Star System.
Countless planets were drowned and stars were extinguished.
It was like an earth-shattering giant carrying a bucket of sand that fell to the ground. Countless marble-sized planets were quickly washed away and drowned by the sand.
Rumble!
In the face of the massive material torrent, the suns were like red iron balls that were soaked in water. After struggling for a while, they were extinguished and turned into black spheres.
The emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty was infuriated.
"It's fate that all living beings will perish. I will destroy the heaven-defying people of this world, the sinners of the Kingdom of Whirlpools, and slaughter the ruins of this ancient civilization again. I will kill all your ambitions."
Fu Qingjun's expression was emotionless as he continuously waved his fists while his figure flickered. "If you want to reverse some things, you have to give up some things. If a civilization wants to develop into the future, there must be an era in which the people of this civilization die for … There is no civilization in this world that is not stained with the blood of its predecessors."
"It seems like it was yesterday." The emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty seemed to have returned to the beginning of the era. "You really seized my laws, I vaguely feel that I'm hiding something."
"Huh?" The emperor's expression was indifferent.
Boom!
The two of them fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the collapse.
Everyone could not see the truth of the war, but they could only stare in the direction of the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty and wait anxiously for the outcome.
"Prehistoric, this is prehistoric …"
"Wait! We can't go back anymore … "
Tang Meng and the others watched this scene anxiously.
God had sent them here, and at this point, there was probably no chance for them to return to the future.
In other words, they could only perish in the distant past and be buried with the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Everyone looked at the sky nervously, knowing that it was the last moment.
Boom!
In the next second, the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty instantly fell from the sky and pierced through the universe with blood spewing out. The ancient sword in his hand seemed to have shattered and cracks appeared on it.
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