All the time.

The ultimate character.

They are all the land of all worlds.

The ultimate goal of all monks.

But for countless years, no one knew whether the ultimate character existed or not.

Because.

Until now.

Whether it was the ten major ethnic groups, or the terrifying forbidden masters in the Ten Thousand Realms Forbidden Land, no one had ever seen such a person.

The Great God.

So far.

In the known realm, the top.

No one knows what kind of realm it is.

But if there really is an ultimate person in the world.

These two, dressed in blue and purple, looked like they were only five or six years old, so they could be counted as one.

The Creator of the Twelve Universes, the Final King!

And the middle-aged man with snow-white hair.

It can be counted.

The land of all worlds, the person closest to that realm.

He is even more dangerous than the first generation of the strongest ancestor of the human king Ao family, Ao Tianzun, even if Ao Tianzun summons the future body, he will not be able to defeat the other party.

Merely.

Now.

Whether it was the Creator King or the middle-aged man, their faces were slightly stunned.

Touching his chin.

With a thoughtful expression on his face, he said:

"Lord Final King, Bi Rusi seems to have been hiding his strength all along, he has opened the three heavenly acupuncture points and stepped into the Venerable God. ”

The two retinues standing next to the King of the End.

Hear this.

His face changed slightly.

And then.

It's back to normal again.

The Twelve Universe Destruction Gods, Birusi's combat power, has always been the strongest one.

The last time the god of destruction was elected.

He fought alone against the eight powerhouses of the same level, and was not weak.

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

The ultimate king of the creator, that incomparably immature little face, still looked innocent, whispered, and then didn't say anything more.

The two of them seem to be one person.

Looking at each other's small eyes, the glass in their eyes was full of brilliance, with an unpredictable meaning.

"Now that Bi Rusi has left, with his strength, he is actually no longer suitable to serve as a small cosmic god, so Lord Finale, who should continue to serve as the cosmic destruction god in that universe?"

The middle-aged man folded his hands behind his back and bowed slightly.

The middle-aged man, compared to the two gods who opened the four acupuncture points of the creator, was more calm and elegant when facing the ultimate king of the creator.

He and the Creator of the Twelve Universes, the Final King.

There is a very vague relationship.

On the surface, the two seem to have a master-servant relationship, but sometimes, this middle-aged man can even give orders directly to the Twelve Universe Destruction God without asking the Final King.

Merely.

Birusi guards the seventh universe, which is extremely special, and that is because of the existence of a reincarnation empress.

Sometimes.

Even the middle-aged man had to marvel.

The life that should have been given by the Creator Lord and the Final King was able to open the four heavenly acupuncture points and control the complete power of reincarnation.

Although the land of all worlds has been spreading.

The Empress of Reincarnation.

It is a female giant who reverses the Nine Realms.

But only these people know.

The empress of reincarnation has already stepped into the gods.

With her strength.

Any of the great gods of the ten major ethnic groups was almost helpless against her.

Unless.

Same with her.

Open the four heavenly acupuncture points, and there will be a killer weapon that is more terrifying than the power of reincarnation.

Otherwise.

Even if it is a great god, no one dares to challenge the reincarnation empress easily.

His meaning is obvious.

Now that Birusi has given up the Seventh Universe Destruction God and come to the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The next God of Destruction of the Universe, there is no doubt that in the Seventh Universe, so far, except for the Empress of Reincarnation, no one is suitable to be the God of Destruction of this Seventh Universe.

The Creator is the final King.

Although he seems innocent and ignorant of everything, all of this is just an appearance, and none of the things of the twelve universes can escape his eyes.

"The Last King's ......"

The middle-aged man reminded in a whisper.

The voice of a child.

Rang.

But the answer of the creator king, the king, was a little surprising to him.

"You can arrange it. ”

The middle-aged man's face was suddenly stunned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

What does this mean......

Are you not going to consider the reincarnation empress into the candidate list for the Seventh Universe God of Destruction?

But the middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Carry your hands behind your back.

Turn around.

Slowly left.

It's just that.

He didn't see it.

When he left, the little finger of one of the Creator Ultimate Kings had already clicked towards a blue planet in the seventh universe.

But here's the surprise.

This planet did not turn to ashes in an instant, as before.

It's still intact.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly.

The little faces of the two creator kings were full of excitement, and there was an exclamation in their mouths.

Forthwith.

The little hand moved to another planet.

But this scene.

fell in the eyes of the two followers who opened the Four Heavenly Acupuncture Points and reached the Venerable God, but they were really real, and their eyelids jumped wildly.

Is this the case again?

It is the planet of the seventh universe again, the ultimate king of the creator, and he has not disappeared when he points down.

Two retinues of the gods.

Suddenly.

I couldn't help but look at each other with palpitations on my face.

The two of them frowned at each other at the same time, shook their heads, and then returned to their original expressions of impassivity, standing expressionlessly.

This thing.

They are ready to rot in the stomach forever.

As a retinue of the Creator and the King.

They understand well.

What to say.

What not to say.

Subsequently.

Then they saw that the seventh universe, in the hands of the creator king, moved to the other side with a slight push, and what appeared in front of them was the eighth universe.

But this scene.

It made a little wave in the hearts of the two of them.

It's still the same.

They have seen this scene countless times.

As long as the blue planet of the seventh universe is not in the hands of the creator king, it will be reduced to ashes.

That whole Seventh Universe.

On this day.

There is no longer a planet, and it has become a plaything in the hands of the final king, and it has been thrown aside.

The planet.

What's weird about it?

Why did they survive every time?

In the corridor of the long, silent Creator Palace, on the walls of the corridor, there are portraits of the ultimate overlord of the land of all worlds.

Click.

Click.

Click.

And the middle-aged man with snow-white hair walked here with his hands behind his back and an expressionless face.

Until the end of the day.

His footsteps couldn't help but pause, frowning, and after a few glances at the first portrait.

Muttering to himself:

"Who the hell are you?"

All of a sudden.

in the mind.

Suddenly.

A few words came from Leng Buding

"Lord God King, the God Clan asks you to go back, saying that there is a big event in the land of all worlds, and you must go back and preside over it in person. ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a few seconds.

Subsequently.

and disappeared in the same place.

Merely.

As soon as he left.

The background of the painting has changed, becoming a scene of the setting sun and the afterglow of the sun.