The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 572 Dear relatives and friends, brothers and sisters!

The altar glowed, flowing with splendor, blooming with rays of light, as if it had come alive.

Such a vision has never happened before, it can be called a miracle!

Half a primitive body, better than thousands of strong men... This scene made the ancestor of the "Black Blood" who witnessed it sigh.

"Original, you died well!"

"You will die to comfort the bronze coffin spirit."

He shook his head, without any sympathy or fear. He was just seriously remembering the changes on the altar, and engraved every ray of splendor on the altar in his heart.

"Boom!"

In the dark, like thunder, countless blood evaporated on the original half-piece of corpse, the flesh and blood withered and withered, and the fragments of soul light contained in the body exploded and destroyed inch by inch.

It seems that some kind of monster is enjoying the delicious food, and the half-sacrifice body has the value of sacrifice.

Until finally, the corpse died and turned into ashes, as if it had never happened before.

Only the last bit of broken soul light was intercepted by the "Black Blood" ancestor and was not completely wiped out by the altar.

The corner of the ancestor's mouth was raised, with a subtle expression. With a snap of his fingers, he penetrated the eternal sky and banished the last bit of soul light at will.

Then, He walked away free and easy, waving his sleeves and not taking away a single cloud.

After crossing the sacrificial sea and climbing back to the plateau, the changes in the altar appeared on his body like an immortal brand, like a special blessing, making him feel like he was in an uninhabited land.

Several anxious Dark Immortal Emperors have already met on the plateau. They urgently withdrew from the front line against God. At this moment, they were like ants on a hot pot, restless and uneasy...

"Well, what a loyal minister and good prime minister, what a pillar of the plateau!"

The ancestor sighed.

He arrived, He walked by, He commented, but He did not cause the slightest disturbance. Even if He passed by several Immortal Emperors, it was like parallel lines that would never intersect, and several Immortal Emperors could not find Him.

"It's such a great blessing that His Majesty the Founder is still alive..."

The Dark Immortal Emperor said dryly, trying hard to put a smile on his face, but this smile seemed a bit uglier than crying.

"Yeah yeah!"

"That's right!"

"Exactly!"

"..."

Several Immortal Emperors responded dryly, and their smiles seemed to be forced to open for business, which made people feel funny and couldn't help laughing.

After expressing his position, there was a silence.

Because there is an unbearable weight in their lives, like a dark cloud, making them restless.

——There are still ancestors in the world?

What kind of "surprise" is this? !

Has this ancestor noticed the secret actions of these Immortal Emperors in the past few years?

For example - the founder is old and the young emperor should be established?

——How can there be a prince in the world who can endure countless calamities?

——I’m here, I’ve got a lot of gold coins!

——The ancestors took turns, so it’s my turn!

In the days when the ancestor was absent, ambitions grew wildly in the hearts of some Dark Immortal Emperors like weeds - they wanted to make progress too much!

What could be wrong with wanting to make progress?

In particular, they had witnessed with their own eyes that Emperor Huang Tian, ​​from being the Immortal Emperor on an equal footing with them, ascended to the sky, to being on an equal footing with the First Ancestors, and even with no end in sight, to being on an equal footing with the three First Ancestors!

——Huang Neng, why can’t we?

How many years have we been immortal emperors, why haven't we been promoted to ancestors yet?

When such thoughts arise, the Dark Immortal Emperors become dishonest.

If the ancestors were still alive, no matter how dishonest the thoughts were, they would lie dormant and they would not dare to take any risks.

But... isn't the ancestor gone?

So, the Immortal Emperor is taking action.

but……

The "surprise" came too suddenly!

As if overnight, the world was turned upside down, the earth collapsed, and in the shocking fluctuations, an ancestor-level battle broke out. Two priests fought for life and death, and the aura of one of them turned out to be the ancestor on the plateau!

This surprise was so big that the Dark Immortal Emperor was almost stunned.

"Fortunately, the ancestor is here, otherwise our plateau will probably suffer a big loss..." The red-haired Immortal Emperor shook his smooth red hair and said with awe-inspiring righteousness, "God is so cunning, there is actually a priest hidden in it. , must be trying to take advantage of my unpreparedness on the plateau to deceive me! Come for a sneak attack!"

"Fortunately, the ancestor is wise and powerful, and he has an insight into the conspiracy of the insects in the sky. He uses his plan to catch the enemy's killing trap..."

"Quick! Go out and put up the flag. It's a lively and joyful event... This is obviously a great victory for our plateau forces, how can we look so sad?"

The red-haired Immortal Emperor was calm and composed, giving orders, lighting up lanterns, playing music and singing, and looked like a great victory, putting on a show for the secret ancestor.

What do you think of the "Black Blood" ancestor?

He stood and looked.

He was neither sad nor happy. He was very indifferent to these ambitious Immortal Emperors and had no intention of cleaning up the family.

Perhaps, it was because the overall situation was of paramount importance and it was not suitable to change the commander on the spot, thus defeating the Dark Immortal Emperor and giving the opponent an advantage.

Or perhaps, He is very aloof, staying aloof and not caring about the moths on the plateau, as if to say - chaos! The messier the better!

He was so calm and indifferent, walking with the wind and shining with the light, and finally stepped into the depths of the earth, where the ancestors lived and rested.

He walked very slowly, as if because of the thrilling battle, where life and death were hanging on a thin line, and when he was infinitely close to death, he felt the true meaning of life.

It also seems that due to the excessive amount of original matter added to the body and the stimulation of the will of the plateau, the original true spirit collapsed, half-destroyed, and was almost formatted. Everything about the original was unfamiliar, so when he returned to the old place, he could still return to the old place. Watching it with gusto.

He walked through the mountains, which was the place where the owner of the copper coffin once smelted copper into a coffin.

He walked through a dry pond where a Lotus of Samsaras once took root.

He walked through a dilapidated small courtyard, where the owner of the bronze coffin once lived and played the piano for a long time... Unfortunately, the deceased had passed away and the small courtyard was broken, because the ancestor who was born later had already been shaken and broken.

Finally, He reached the burial area.

Here, it was once the burial place of the owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation, but later ten immortal emperors came, stole the grave of the owner of the bronze coffin, and buried themselves in it.

After that, the ancestors were even bolder. There was nothing they could not think of, and there was nothing they could not do.

——They threw away the coffin of the third generation bronze coffin owner!

threw!

Who would dare to think this?

That’s what the ancestors did!

hard to imagine.

If one day, all the ancestors were killed and placed one by one on the altar, what would it be like?

The ancestor of "Black Blood" shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Standing here, light was flowing from his body, his disguise was gone, and his red hair was trembling.

He is calling, calling for a ray of supreme consciousness. Almost instantly, the mist drifted, and the plateau consciousness revived, coming to Him.

"how?"

"I tried my best and managed to annihilate that great enemy. At least he won't be able to cause trouble again in a short period of time."

The red-haired ancestor bowed with courtesy and thoughtfulness, looking like a loyal minister and good general, just like how those dark immortal emperors once behaved in front of the ancestor.

"Really? Then I'll feel relieved."

The unknown plateau consciousness breathed a long sigh of relief.

He seemed to feel frightened for a long time, and at this moment he actually showed special mood swings.

Fear, shock... everything is because of that creature and that magical power.

——He transforms into eternity!

This directly touched the deepest pursuit of his soul. For a moment, it shook his heart. It had a huge impact on that peak showdown!

Plateau consciousness, its essence is supreme, and it is definitely the most powerful and transcendent among all the heavens and worlds.

Logically speaking, there is no power that can shake Him, even if someone is blessed by the Third Generation Bronze Coffin and changes in the dark, gradually taking on the appearance of the Third Generation Bronze Coffin owner during his lifetime.

But so what?

How can it be compared to a being like him who is directly the psychic being left behind by the owner of the bronze coffin from the third generation?

No!

However, even such a supreme being has to admit that he was touched in the previous duel.

——He transforms into eternity!

As long as there is still a trace of yearning for life and the pursuit of eternity, being in the game, being affected, and being disturbed almost makes that person achieve the miracle of the weak defeating the strong!

Is it really a case of the weak defeating the strong?

No.

It just stirred up the desire and pursuit in the heart of the plateau consciousness. At that moment, instead of turning into an eternal duel and burning sacrifices for eternity, it was better to say that it instigated some of the ideas and power of the plateau consciousness to kill each other!

The strongest fortress, but when it is split and broken from within, its strength will be in vain.

Sigh of plateau consciousness.

When "Other Transformation Eternity" ignited the flame of life, burning with all its brilliance, at that moment He even lost the sense of thoughts that drove the red-haired ancestor to fight, and could only release the magical power of burning sacrifices for eternity to die with the enemy. .

but……

The red-haired ancestor finally returned.

Dragging the broken body and the broken true spirit, he walked to Him with difficulty, which made the plateau consciousness happy - this kind of Zhongliang survived.

He watched, and the true spirit fluctuations of the red-haired ancestor were very familiar, but there was a hint of unfamiliarity in the weakness, as if it was due to the excessive amount of original matter added to the body, the pain beyond the limit that severely damaged the original true spirit, and because of the battle of life and death. Destroyed and rebuilt, there was still some atmosphere of an altar in the end, which made the plateau consciousness feel the taste of the copper coffin owner.

"You went to the altar?"

The plateau awareness is clear.

"Yes." The red-haired ancestor nodded, "I thought of your state - therefore, the original corpse is still warm, so naturally it should be sacrificed while it is hot to provide you with nourishment."

He is reasonable and well-founded, which satisfies the plateau consciousness.

"You have a heart."

"Go down and recuperate, and recover from the wounds of this battle." The mist swept across, transforming the majestic vitality, baptizing the red-haired ancestor, and nourishing his body riddled with holes.

One after another, the runes seemed to interpret the mysteries beyond the sacrificial path, turning into scripture meanings, passing through the heart of the red-haired ancestor, making him feel an indescribable touch, as if he had reached the highest level of sublimation. The highest realm is a special realm.

In that realm, all avenues are like water, and can be evaporated dry with just one thought.

Destiny, creation, cause and effect, heaven, etc. are just the weakest bubbles. They will collapse if you can't reach out and touch them.

There is no sense of time and space there, beyond the so-called eternity, Tao, the universe, all time and space, outside the universe, outside chaos, everywhere, from ancient times to the present, and in the future, all living beings who are based in this field can Dissipated in a moment, caused by the eyes, drying up everything and reappearing everything.

The red-haired ancestor was deeply immersed in it.

Obviously, this is a reward from the plateau consciousness.

pity.

The plateau consciousness seemed to know it but didn't know why. It ended after evolving for it once. No matter how hard it tried to go deeper, it couldn't do anything and sent the red-haired ancestor away.

The ancestor left, and the mist dimmed. The consciousness on the plateau was quiet, as if sleeping. Only a few thoughts lingered, recalling the previous moment of touch - under the "other eternity", he seemed to have had a dream, I have transcended this world, broken free from the shackles, and ushered in a new life!

This dream was so beautiful that even someone as powerful as him lost his mind for a moment... Fortunately, the result was good. The red-haired ancestor finally withstood the enemy's attack and had the last laugh.

"Well, my subordinates also have their own little thoughts. They covet their colleagues and want to become stronger with ulterior motives..."

"However, he is so useful, obedient, and dares to risk his life... What if I give him a taste of sweetness in the future?"

There are many things that only the plateau consciousness wants to know, and whether it can be known without it.

How can a mere ancestor turn the world upside down?

He put down his thoughts and savored the momentary touch of "he transformed into eternity". If he had some enlightenment, he felt that his "birth" seemed to be just around the corner.

And in the distance, at the moment when the consciousness of the plateau fell silent, the departing red-haired ancestor seemed to have something in his heart. He suddenly looked back, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

Finally, in the breeze, He dispersed with the wind, and I don’t know where he went.

……

"Woo!"

"Second brother!"

"My second brother!"

"Did you just leave me like that?!"

The war ended as suddenly as it came.

But the impact left behind was profound. The confrontations between the two demi-priests successively affected the world and rippled through the ages.

However, the people who have the most profound impact are those in the game.

When the red-haired ancestor went to express his merits to the plateau consciousness, there was a sound of crying and mourning in the sky.

It's the Demon Ancestor!

At this moment, Jiang Yifei seemed to have lost his beloved relatives, friends, and brothers, and he cried loudly.

There's just no emotion in the crying, it's all technique.

Suddenly, the crying stopped.

Just because in that previous battlefield, in the ashes burned by the fire, there were a few embers struggling to squirm, gathering like snowballs, and finally piled up human figures, interpreting life, sculpting blood and bones, and condensing soul light, as if... …The Demon Emperor reappears!

At this moment, He was very weak, as if He would be blown away by the wind and withered into nothingness.

Fortunately, in the body piled with embers, there was a dim firelight, which was the highest interpretation of the previous Demon Emperor's "other transformation into eternity". The evolutionary path that had been burned and sacrificed reappeared, providing a source of power and a source of life. The foundation, let it finally stabilize, and it will be another hero.

However, there was still a price. He seemed to be knocked down because of this. He fell from the sacrificial path and became the immortal emperor at the end of his journey.

The price is too heavy!

However, perhaps the price of being able to survive from the hands of a super ancestor who was "descended" by plateau consciousness is not unacceptable?

The Demon Emperor shook his head, split time and space, and returned to the heavens behind him.

What he received was not cheers, but a kick that led him to the past of eternity, to the Demon Ancestor, and was scrutinized by Jiang Yifei with an incomprehensible gaze.

(End of this chapter)