After the Son of Heaven was forcibly thrown into the secret realm of this subspace by Li Qing, he soon saw a small person, the size of an ant, who was actually powerful and had a high combat power, and began to attack him.

The native emitted a wave of consciousness and laughed: "Hmph, where did you come from, the giant is so thin, wearing a big clothes, and only has the realm of five senses, how did you come to me?" Get on my knees. ”

The Son of Heaven looked at the little ant with some blankness.

"Look for death!"

The ape-clad creature in animal skins shouted and began to attack, quickly jumping up and hitting the Son of Heaven in the knee.

"You seem to be at a high level, but you will only go straight to the point."

The Son of Heaven stretched out his hand a little, and the other party was knocked to the ground and turned into a puddle of flesh, and he was surprised, "In our world, the boxing skills of five-year-old children are better than yours." ”

The Son of Heaven thought that he had killed the other party, but he never expected that the other party would turn into a wisp of will.

Reborn.

Got into another ant ape.

"You can't kill me, until you are a legend, you will never see your soul, I have been reborn." The other party sneered, "Low-level life, you can't see the world of higher life, although I don't know, you are only a mere five senses, why can you overstep the level and kill me." ”

The Son of Heaven felt that there was something wrong with the other party's brain, so he quickly pinched the other party to death, and then looked at the other ant apes, "Legend? Tell me how to cultivate. ”

The other apes, under coercion and temptation, quickly and respectfully took out the cheats found in those ruins.

"I see."

He looked hungry and thirsty, and after cultivating for a while, his breath suddenly broke through.

"Now, I'm a legend too."

The legendary powerhouse of the ant ape: ."

This subspace debris flows in time at a very fast pace, three or four years in a day.

The place was small, and the Son of Heaven soon began to get bored.

"Now, I want you to study a martial arts cheat, a great space shift!"

The Son of Heaven coughed and said:

"The debris that can drive away the debris under our feet can be used as a boat to quickly reach the big debris in the distance."

He pointed to a space in the distance,

"That big fragment, there must be a master, who is constantly absorbing the fragments around it and building a big world."

The entire tribe was instantly stunned.

How can you open your mouth and come, how can this be possible to do this kind of martial arts?

"Huh? You can't do it? ”

"No, we can do it!" This sick seedling gives people a strange fear, like a thin sick tiger, still with residual power.

Ten years have passed in this way.

Under the frenzied oppression of the Son of Heaven, these natives finally perfected the preliminary martial arts, although simple, and also used this small secret realm to row towards the big fragment world.

When he landed in that world, he discovered that the land was vast and time was moving fast.

The passage of time in the small world is very different from the outside, one day outside, thirty years will pass here!!

"This is obviously a larger subspace world, it's really a small world, floating everywhere"

When he stepped into the land, he immediately found that there was only one race here, strange-looking, tall and thin as a bamboo pole, called the Ku Clan, ruled by a demigod.

This bitter tribe likes to be abused, and boils himself every day to cultivate his physique.

"Isn't this a golden body magic skill?" The Son of Heaven was surprised, this race obviously has not strong potential, but it has improved very quickly.

Use the realm to suppress people.

No matter how strong you are, my cultivation speed is fast, and my realm is higher than yours, so I can beat you.

It is also a way to bully the small.

"I've got to hide, I'm going to have to dodge! Shrink the bones! ”

He turned into a Bitter Tribe, entered the group, and then stretched out his hand to a Bitter Tribe.

"Heavenly Heart!"

Click.

The other party screamed, and the flesh and blood continued to be condensed and refined, turning into two martial arts cheats and falling to the ground.

It reads "Bitter Iron Body Gong", "Memory Book".

"Hmph, it's okay to ingest their blood and condense martial arts." With a light pat, he instantly learned the artistic conception of this martial arts, simulating part of the talent of the other race.

Then sit in a chair and flip through a memory book.

It's like a diary, and the person's name, experience, and personality are all at a glance.

After he saw it, he became the identity of this person and appeared in front of the elders of the tribe.

"Genius, how can we have such a genius in the bitter clan?"

"Incredible!"

The bitter tribe was directly surprised.

The demigods of their race let them look for geniuses to cultivate, and they can enter the temple for guidance, and this genius in front of them is the target they are looking for.

So he was given all kinds of conditions, resources, and whatever he wanted.

A hundred years have passed.

The qualifications of the Son of Heaven are extremely high, but the cultivation speed is very slow, and the exercises are mixed, so he finally entered the demigod realm from a legend.

"After more than 100 years, I finally stepped into the realm of that demigod, but I don't seem to be able to."

He coughed twice, and black blood gushed out, "After all, it's too complicated to practice martial arts." ”

Flutter!

Blood gushed out.

Cracks appear on the skin.

It stands to reason that the breakthrough should increase longevity, but instead he looks thinner and thinner, looking like he is in his last years.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that a hundred years had passed, and the land was expanding rapidly.

Absorbing the small fragments around it, it becomes a big secret realm.

These are chaotic times.

Countless secret realms, large and small, are expanding outward, annexing other secret realms, and during this hundred years, many strong people have been born, and many stories can be sung and cried.

And among them, there is a racial aberration existence, which people will respectfully call as demigods.

The title of "god" can almost be equated with invincibility in the eyes of everyone, and without this kind of suppressive race, it will be incorporated into the territory in an instant.

In this era, there are eight demigods on the surface, covering an era, and the lifespan is at least thousands of years, and it is invincible in the world.

And the more distant territories and secret realms have only heard of them, and no one has ever been there in person.

It's just that the wizarding world and the doomsday world secretly contact this land and hide themselves well, and these natives can't find their existence at all.

Some of today's demigods have found a small world of secret realms for a day and a hundred years, established a kingdom of gods, cultivated demigods, and then absorbed them.

I heard that there are still some demigods who are about to enter the realm of the first ring.

The first link is to absorb 10 demigod fragments and hunt nine demigods.

And so quickly, it's that race is special!

The entire race, sharing a consciousness, that demigod, can control the cultivation of other clones

It is a reconstruction.

In the extremely fast secret realm, seven or eight demigod clones were rebuilt, and then annexed to the past.

In order to speed up the cultivation of the fragments of the life chart, the strong people actually showed their magical powers.

There are also some races that have the talent of split personalities, one body, eight heads, and cultivate together.

Establishing the kingdom of God and looking for geniuses to cultivate demigods is indeed the biggest route, but there is no need to go that way, after all, geniuses are hard to find, and they are restless, who will raise pigs for you so simply? Everyone knows that you fattened me to kill and eat me.

At the end of the day, as long as there are demigod life map fragments, more demigod fragments are enough.

The route of the fat dragon is also one of them.

Nowadays, everyone is trying to go crazy to the top.

The world thinks that the realm above the demigods is the true god!

It is speculated that this realm can step into eternity, overlooking the entire era of the era, and is a truly perfect life form.

This is also the eternal goal that countless demigods are fighting for.

"The times are really a big bang, legends are everywhere, and there are eight demigods"

The Son of Heaven was full of interest, "It's a pity that I, a demigod, have accumulated a lot of money and made a breakthrough in a hundred years, so I should also go around the world." ”

He pointed to the ground under his feet, "These races are in too much of a hurry, too fast, vicious competition, there is no realm, and there is only a realm. ”

After all, that's what he said.

Today's times seem prosperous, but in fact they are a mess, and bad money drives out good money.

Everyone is competing for the realm, who has enough time to evolve the strong clan?

By the time you evolved, you would have been killed a long time ago!

In order to survive, the potential has long been abandoned, and everyone casually engages in the foundation of the race, and then begins to climb the realm and cultivate wildly.

No matter how garbage the race is, cultivate first, and break through the demigods first!

For survival, it is an inevitable trend.

"Chaotic, savage, primitive, ridiculous natives."

He stepped out with one step, and suddenly the wind surged, "I can understand, but I can't accept it, that mysterious guy sent me here. I know why, I'm here to change your land. ”

"Who is presumptuous here?" The bitter demigods of this land came out.

The Son of Heaven stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly the other party was instantly grabbed by the neck, "There is no realm, waste!" Potential garbage, no prospects! combat power, even more ridiculous. ”

The demigod was said to be blinded.

On this day, a martial arts emperor was born, carrying a demigod and sighing softly at the people of this land:

"In this world, people in the world do not cultivate skills, and one of the two is missing, but you can enter my martial arts clan, a martial arts holy body, ever-changing, and it is a great way."

The sound resounded throughout the land, throughout the cities of the Ku tribe, echoing through the void, rolling and shaking.

"Are you going to die, or are you going to live?" The Son of Heaven coughed up blood and said.

"I want to live!" The other party immediately replied that no one wanted to die.

"Good, relax." The Son of Heaven said.

The other party was happy and did not dare to resist.

But when he saw his own background, his life map was all peeled off, fell out of the realm of demigods, and returned to the peak of the legend.

At the same time, a book of martial arts cheats appeared in the other party's hand:

"Catalogue of the Demigods of the Bitter Tribe".

"You! You! How can it be?? The demigod of the bitter clan was extremely frightened, "My background has all become a martial arts cheats?" ”