I Am Not the Supreme God

When the three little ones were summoned out, a dilute divine power surged towards them.

"delicious!"

"A lot of delicious!"

"It's delicious!"

The three little ones have never seen such a generous disaster. Not only does the dilute divine power manage enough, it even overflows part of it, making them temporarily indigestible, but they can borrow a little.

Their level is higher than Tang Chuan, but they are lower than the black hand behind the scenes.

Dilute the divine power to raise their level again, and the overflowing part is enough for them to fight against it for a while.

Tang Chuan said, "You need to buy me some time, I will be back soon."

Xiao Er said: "Okay, go and come back soon!"

Xiaosandao: "There is a bad guy outside the canvas."

Little one: "He is great, but we are full!"

With that, the divine power of dilution is rendered, and the color of the abstract starry sky background metaphorically represented by the canvas presents a whirlpool. The whirlpool becomes larger and larger, fully absorbing the abstract colors, like the colors of various oil paintings. Converging towards the center of the vortex at the center.

After the color dissipated, the original magnificent color of the starry sky reappeared, Tang Chuan returned to the original material dimension, and the feeling of being manipulated at will like a comic character disappeared.

The three powerful rendering powers, like splashing their own colors on the oil painting, conceal the abstract paint, and cancel each other out, restoring the original appearance of the painting paper, that is, the original appearance of the starry sky. appearance.

However, the man behind the world is still there, Tang Chuan can feel it, but still can't witness his appearance.

Falling in the eyes of the three little ones, they seemed to be able to see what the other person should be. They floated around Tang Chuan, showing the emotion of waiting in a serious array.

The opponent is really powerful, and they have also noticed a serious threat. However, they have no reason to shrink from the task of the disaster, and they are not without the power to resist.

The power of the black hand behind the scenes rushed from places that could not be captured, appeared in the void, and spread all over any corner that could be sensed.

At first glance, it didn't show any power, and even the dust of the universe was not turbulent, but when it came into contact with the rendering power of the three little ones, it showed an unspeakable aura of destruction.

All the surrounding matter began to decompose in an instant, turning into dust, and then the dust was disintegrated into atoms, and the atoms were drawn into different dimensions, essentially distorting them.

The starry sky is mutating, and the rules are beginning to twist, and the appearance of the three small animals at the center of the mutation is instantly disordered. Hundreds of painting styles appear on their bodies, like scraps of various posters spliced ​​together, seemingly touched. Touch it and break into one place.

Naturally, they are not lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They quickly reintegrated their own painting styles into the same style. Their figures are more majestic and majestic than before, and the colors are blurred, giving people a kind of melting in the starry sky, gradually conceptualizing, unable to capture Feelings.

In the eyes of mortals, if they can understand it a little bit, they can find that they are close to the way of heaven described by human beings, and they are also the incarnation of rules.

Looking at the three little ones as vast as the galaxy, Tang Chuan said, "I will leave it to you."

Xiao Er said: "Go, leave this bad guy to us for the time being!"

Tang Chuan nodded, his body turned into streamer, and entered the cosmic sand table, where the flow of time was faster and it was easier to manipulate and dilute the divine power.

The cosmic sand table appeared in the three virtual bodies at the same time, guarded by them together, as long as they did not die, they could not shake the inner sand table.

As for how they appear in their bodies at the same time, this is again a matter of dimensionality. It is like splicing several pieces of drawing paper together. If you put an object on a higher dimensionality, you can press it on different sheets of paper at the same time. .

The three little ones are guarding together, and they also have higher fault tolerance. Only by destroying them can they reach the position of the sand table.

Qiyuan universe.

Tang Chuan's figure appeared in the depths of the starry sky, and the moment he appeared, the divine power of rapid dilution rushed toward his body.

Tang Chuan opened his arms and entered the state wholeheartedly to welcome the sublimation of life.

He was at the pinnacle of the galaxy, and it took more than ten years for Yu Qiyuan Universe to go home during the postal delivery process.

Regardless of state or character, he has long reached the limit of being able to break through this peak. After all, he has no bottleneck. For more than ten years, he has deliberately never made a breakthrough. He has to fully adapt to the current realm, and then make the next big leap. Make the pavement.

The divine power was washed away within all his concepts of existence. This was the only time he had accumulated a lot of hair. As soon as he was drawn by external factors, he began to gradually change.

The next realm is immortality, and the meaning is the same as its title. If there is no strong external force to destroy, whether it is physical or spiritual, it can achieve theoretical immortality.

It is precisely by reaching this concept that one can gradually conceptualize oneself at a later level of life, surpassing the body, spirit, rules and other things, which is exactly the abstract heavenly way in the eyes of human beings.

The figure glowed with golden light like flowing water, and the viscous starry sky, like a **** in a comic, the light blooming formed a thick film like flowing water around the body.

This is the change brought about by evolution, and the reason for this change is that in Tang Chuan's cognition, the immortal and immortal golden fairy is almost like this. The golden light represents the stalwart and prosperous.

So when he realized the evolution, he really showed this state.

Everything comes from his consciousness. At the end of the life form, he becomes more and more idealistic, subconsciously thinking about what shape it is, what shape it is, and how to tamper with the external environment.

That's right, the evolutionary appearance of each creature at the later life levels is different, because everyone has different life experiences and different self-cognitions.

Just like two rays from the same starting point, the further they reach the realm, the farther they will go, and they will blaze a path that belongs to their own. The powers are quite different.

This is also the reason why it is almost impossible for the gods to follow the same path, because when they go far and look back, they have already deviated too far from the path of godhood that they want to imitate, and they can only learn from it and cannot restore what has happened. Path to God.

"The gods will burst out with a stalwart golden light, which seems a bit cliche..."

When the words fell, the liquid-like golden streamer bursting from his body faded in an instant, and Tang Chuan returned to the ordinary, no longer revealing any sacred aura.

It was not his self-restraint, but just a slight change in his mentality ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

If you are an ordinary person, you must continue to experience this hard-won, immortal realm.

But for Tang Chuan, this is far from enough. Whether it is to solve the behind-the-scenes outside of Qiyuan Universe, or relative to those realms that he knows and can touch in the future, immortality is not enough to see.

This slight emotion changed his external appearance. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the gods can speak the law freely, and their thoughts are the highest road and the world's best principles. That's how it behaves at times.

Speaking is not the continuation of your thoughts. Only what you think in your heart will be spoken. It becomes a "speech". Everything comes from the power of idealism.

Tang Chuan, who had returned to the ordinary, didn't stop. He opened his hand and took out the balance key stored in the deepest part of Qiyuan Universe.

How to use something like glowing slime...

Tang Chuan's expression became weird as soon as his thoughts moved. He muttered helplessly: "If it's someone else, maybe it can be absorbed directly, and I have to eat it..."