These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1211 Painter: There are only two of us in the world

Kill kill kill!

Infinite timelines, infinite destruction.

"Hahahaha, it's crazy, the whole era is crazy! Painter! You are deceiving those parallel worlds. You are a complete tyrant. You are rampant and arbitrary. You have created endless pain and suffering just to watch a fireworks display."

"On the Tianzun Killing List, your current kills per second have taken you directly into the first place!"

The old man, Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable, still had some conscience, and he was too soft-hearted to kill.

Looking at the old, weak, women and children, those roaring to protect their families, and the strong men who rushed to their own lives without hesitation, I felt as if I had turned into a complete butcher.

He is the Holy Spirit, and he has reason to kill the strong and he has reason to kill the weak.

But I don't want to massacre some pathetic guys in large numbers for no reason.

In the sky, a painter said calmly: "Now it is you who are starting the war, you are killing people, you are the real number one on the murder list, you want to destroy the entire future, slaughter the entire world, you are the executioner."

"Are you scared?" Another painter who was painting said calmly, "You are a bunch of idiots. Moral attacks have no effect on me."

prehistoric.

Sitting in the pavilion in front of the long river of time, the immortals watched this scene indifferently.

Countless world lines are fighting.

A seemingly endless and protracted war has begun.

Countless weird and twisted wild histories, heroes leaping up and roaring, tragedies of shattered history, phantoms alternating between light and darkness, roars, despair, pain, and wailing.

"This unscrupulous madman." The Immortal Lord of Time let out a long breath and suddenly stood up. "I'm afraid the final decisive battle is about to come early."

"He wants to create the ultimate destiny."

There was still no one sitting in the seat of the Space Immortal Lord, but a voice could still be heard from the empty chair, saying lightly: "Try to use the exhaustive method to explore the possibility of the existence of the Fate Lord."

The face of the Life Immortal Lord was showing all kinds of joy, anger, sorrow, happiness and hatred. "The future has fallen into chaos. The infinite future, the future that falls into the exhaustive method, will give birth to the theoretical extreme values of heaven and earth."

Past, future.

The armies of both sides are making history every minute and every second.

In the past, we used time to deduce history and create tactics against the enemy.

In the future, painters are also being used to deduce history, and eras of 15 million years will appear one after another, targeting the past.

Targeting each other, deducing each other, killing each other
This huge breeding ground has allowed both parties to make rapid progress. Under such circumstances, if fate really exists, then it will definitely be born in infinite possibilities.

Maybe in the next second, ten seconds, or half a day.
The remaining two immortals took their seats, the Great Dao was complete, and the heaven and earth were complete.

At that time, the ultimate universe will appear, and the ultimate existence that is stronger than the Immortal Venerable, the legendary realm that is beyond all principles and exceeds the Immortal Venerable, will be revealed!
Three minutes later, the [Future] world was almost destroyed. A large number of parallel worlds were almost wiped out, leaving no power to resist.

10 minutes later, after destroying one hundred and ninety-seven parallel histories, at the moment of despair, countless parallel histories of the [future] united together, and powerful heroic figures formed an alliance and began to fight back.

48 minutes later, [the past] was also updating its era. One after another, the strong men from the past experienced infinite time and tempered themselves, and once again suppressed the rising trend of the future.

98 minutes later, [Future], in its endless exploration, used the power of [Reincarnation] to discover another small realm besides the Extreme Immortal Venerable, which could be reached by integrating multiple dimensions: Extreme Self. 107 minutes later, a large number of Extreme Self strongmen born from Reincarnation rushed out like a spring, killing [Past] and forcing it to flee in panic.

108 minutes later, [Past] retreated for only three seconds, and using its own [Reincarnation], a large number of extremely powerful warriors appeared, narrowing the gap between the two sides again.

Ruins, new civilization, ruins, new civilization.

In the entire vast future, the past and the present have formed the ultimate circuit battlefield. In the cycle of reincarnation, it is madly improving at an incredible speed, and it seems that the ultimate power will also be manifested in it.

In front of a high-dimensional strong man, time no longer exists at this moment.

Perhaps only one second has passed, or perhaps hundreds of millions of years have passed. Countless pieces of information have been gathered, various infinite futures have been exhausted, and every corner has been explored clearly.

at last.

After this moment, the two legendary thrones began to appear in people's eyes.

Both sides began to race for the ultimate celestial throne.

Ning Zheng, who was still watching the show, couldn't help but frown when she saw this scene:
"It's troublesome. They found that they need to collect a lot of luck to prove the way of auspiciousness. If I don't prove it, someone else will do it now."

Although the threshold of 1000000 trillion auspicious signs is difficult to reach.

But they still have a good chance of achieving this kind of unlimited explosion of civilization.

but.

Someone is trying to snatch your honorable position.

Some people are starting to compete for the painter's prestigious position!

I won't go to get it verified because I don't want to get it verified now, but I will never let anyone take it away from me.

If I can't even sit still, how can the painter sit still?
At this time, some people also found the threshold of the painter's enlightenment, and began to learn to paint like the painter to create parallel world lines.

The most anxious person should not be you!
Ning Zheng decided to wait a little longer. The painter was very experienced and must have a countermeasure.

As expected, the painter stretched out his hand and slashed, and the army under his command burst out with terrifying power, interrupting the process of these people's future enlightenment and crushing the timeline that the other party was painting:
"I will sit in the future and stop other people from achieving enlightenment."

The painter stood on a high place, overlooking the wars on the timelines. His figure was vast and huge, like a human god holding needle and thread, weaving worlds, using all living beings as puppets of the thread.

A majestic and indifferent voice came from the sky.

"In this battle, no more celestial phenomena are allowed to occur to interfere with future battles."

"In the universe, the remaining two celestial thrones are vacant and both have owners."

"Besides me, I will only allow one other person to achieve enlightenment."

At this moment, he seemed to be the only true God who dominated the entire future, emitting endless powerful majesty, sitting in this world, confronting the past from afar, looking at it from across the river.

He is already the true monarch emperor of the entire future earth, ruling everything, drawing everything, and mastering the infinite possibilities of this land.

The painter pointed at Ning Zheng, who was watching the show silently in the distance with a bewildered look on her face, and said calmly to Ning Zheng's stunned look:
"The remaining two great honorable positions are only held by the two of us."

(End of this chapter)