Chapter 3080: Ten great gods! The power of origin!

"It's Yang Xu the violent! One of the top ten **** masters!"

The seller's face changed:

"The place where the ten great gods are, is where the Lord of the Sun Realm descends!

"The Lord of the Yang Realm actually came in person, he actually attaches so much importance to Yang Xu!"

The seller turned his head abruptly and stared at Yang Xu:

"Quickly, what's the secret about you!"

Yang Xu didn't speak.

At this time, the future Yang Xu saw that the chain of destiny was seized, and he had suffered such a loss.

He rushed to the violent in anger.

Bang!

The berserker slapped his hand and took the future Yang Xu directly away.

In the rift of the universe, nine figures came out one after another.

They are the replicator, the clairvoyant, the assassin, the speed, the magician, the sky show, the popular believer, the boxer, and the painter.

Every **** master is exactly the same as Yang Xu, but his temperament is completely different.

The abilities are even more diverse, and they are very different.

The ten great gods walked out of the cracks in the universe, but looked behind them respectfully.

Swipe it!

Yang Xu, the gang leader of flying eagles, the devil, the dragon evil, the showman, the fool, the seller, and even the future Yang Xu, all looked at the last figure in the rift in the universe.

Squeak, Squeak, Squeak.

There was a crisp sound.

A baby carriage slowly rode out from a crack in the universe.

Sitting on the baby carriage was a childish little baby, who looked only five or six years old, while riding the baby carriage, looking towards Yang Xu.

Little Wawa's eyes swept across Yang Xu, across the Feiying gang leader, and across the future Yang Xu.

Then he nodded in satisfaction, took out a pacifier very happily, and chewed it in his mouth.

"My lord, shall we next?"

The berserker bent down and asked cautiously.

His tall and sturdy body still looks like a mountain in front of the little baby, even if he is bent over.

But he was very respectful to the little baby.

Even the tone was a little bit of awe.

"For me, there are only two kinds of good Yangxu: Yangxu of Yang Realm, and Yangxu who died!"

Little Wawa said, glanced at Yang Xu, coldly ordered:

"Kill all, extract the system and merge it and give it to Yang Xu on other parallel planes."

"Yes!"

The Berserker just turned around, hum!

An attack came.

In the future, Yang Xu launched an attack, violent and iron-blooded fist, turning into an army and swept the violent.

The berserker didn't even lift his eyelids, but took a shot in the air, bang!

All ice disintegrated.

The berserkers hold onto the future Yangxu from the emptiness:

puff!

In the future, Yang Xu squirted a big mouthful of blood, his face flushed, as if his neck was pinched by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't breathe.

"Master! I'll save you!"

Long Nie yelled and swept out like a mad dragon.

At the same time, the embroiderers, sellers, and fools all shot.

However.

The replicator alone, shook his body lightly, and four Yangxu jumped out of his body, killing the dragon evil, the embroiderer, the seller, and the fool respectively.

The power of each Yang Xu is exactly the same as the replicator's body.

"The top ten gods are so strong? How can we fight?"

Mo Zhao looked desperate.

Only a copyer, without even moving, can withstand the embroiderers.

Not to mention the berserkers, the clairvoyants, the assassins, the speed ones, the magicians, the tianxiuers, the popular believers, the boxers, and the painters.

"Yang Xu, you can use any plan now."

Feiying helped the lord yell in a low voice, "I'll stop them first! Buy you time!"

In the future, Yang Xu also shouted loudly:

"Yang Xu! You said it, you have a chance to comeback! Don't let Lao Tzu down!"

His body shook, his robe rooted in the void, his clothes fluttered, and the power of endless time flowed on it.

In the future, Yang Xu's life span will be reduced by a hundred years in an instant.

This one-hundred-year life span is poured into the future Yang Xu’s fist along the robe of the years:

"Kill me!"

Life span involves the three origins of heaven and earth, life, destiny, and time. It is one of the most mysterious powers.

At this moment, it was extracted by Future Yang Xu with the help of the robes of the years, and a fierce might suddenly burst out.

However.

As soon as Yang Xu’s momentum was mentioned in the future, it came to an abrupt end—

Berserker Yang Xu pulled over the future Yang Xu and smashed into the void.

The life span of one hundred years is all broken up by it.

In the future, Yang Xu's face is ugly, and his breath is sluggish:

"I... I'm not playing anymore..."

A spiral of time and space appeared, and in the future, the memory totem above Yang Xu's head would flicker, and he would escape into time and space.

The Feiying gang leader was so angry that Qiqiao gave birth to smoke, and Yang Xu shot out a long spear toward the future:

"You trash! Run away!"

Pouch!

The spear directly pierced the future Yang Xu, who had no time to disappear in the future.

In the future, Yang Xu stared bitterly at the Feiying gang leader and disappeared into the vortex of time and space.

"coward."

The violent smiled contemptuously and looked at the Lord of Xiangyang Realm inquiringly, "Do you want to hunt down the future?"

The Lord of the Yang Realm bit the pacifier, chewed vigorously, and waved his small hand nonchalantly:

"It's okay, looking for the past and the future is to use them to lock in'now Yang Xu'. As long as Yang Xu doesn't run now, the rest doesn't matter."

The Lord of the Sun Realm looks at Xiang Yangxu:

"Yang Xu, hand over what I want. As long as you hand over what I want, I happen to be short of a deputy, and you can take charge of the world for me."

The Lord of the Sun Realm looked at Yang Xu expectantly:

"You know which world I am referring to."

Yang Xu smiled:

"Which world matters?"

The Lord of the Yang Realm chewed the pacifier hard:

"Very important!"

He looked at Yang Xu appreciatively, "You are the second person besides me who knows the truth! I have waited for so long just to wait for an opportunity to give me the power of Origin. Together, we can detach ourselves and take control of the world! "

The berserkers, copyists, and painters next to them all looked puzzled:

The power of origin? Detached?

what is that?

In the eyes of the Lord of the Yang Realm, Yang Xu refused almost without hesitation:

"Sorry, I can't give you the power of origin. If you want to be detached, you may not be able to do it."

Yang Xu jokingly glanced at the baby bike of the Lord of the Yang Realm:

"You don't even have all your hair, and you still want to be detached?"

Yang Xu is not the only one who knows that he exists in the world of fiction.

Long ago, the Lord of the Sun Realm also realized this problem.

And like Yang Xu, he also saw the realm of origin.

The realm of origin is the source of all novels and the infinite source of imagination.

All the novel world, all the protagonists of the novel, and everything from fate, time, nothingness, chaos, etc., all come from imagination.

Imagination converges, compressed, and condenses into the power of origin.

A large amount of the power of origin has converged into the wall of origin.

This wall of origin separates all fictional worlds and all illusory settings from the real world.

The Lord of the Sun wants to break the wall of origin, enter the real world, and enter the world of the author who created him.

But he couldn't find the source.

There is also no power against the wall of origin.

After all, the basis for his existence is from imagination. What is born of imagination, how to fight against imagination itself?