The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

The most brutal battle took a turn at this moment.

At the special moment when Tao Zun entangled the red-haired ancestor and wanted to be exiled and wander together, unexpectedly... there was a palm stretched out!

This is too weird, too evil, and beyond everyone's expectations.

Could it be that, after that node, there is not some void outside the eternal unknown place, outside "heaven and earth", but a new time and space, a new world?

Otherwise, how could there be obvious signs of life?

A palm, crystal clear as jade, but with the most terrifying aura, as if it wanted to sweep away everything in the world.

At the same time, accompanied by whispers, came from the time and space where the palm was stretched out.

"You are too late...this is no longer a train to the outside of 'heaven and earth'."

A long sigh echoed throughout the ages.

In a daze, the node seemed to be transparent, reflecting a corner of the other shore among the mottled spots.

That was... a small courtyard. In the courtyard, two blurry figures sat opposite each other. One of them was elegant and elegant, stroking a stone harp leisurely and contentedly. The other figure only had his back, looking down at a stone harp. The chessboard seems to be meditating hard, dealing with the chess path through the world.

However, one of the spectators' palms has already been pressed on the corner of the chessboard, and his posture is gradually becoming more and more wild, as if he can have an epiphany at any time and develop a unique way of playing chess, thereby becoming a different kind of chess master.

At the same time, his other hand stretched out, and inadvertently, it sank into a node, which was where Tao Zun had risked his life to banish the red-haired ancestor!

pity.

Deplorable.

I don’t know since when, hope... is no longer hope.

After all, the material of the time traveler is special.

If you can wear it once, you can wear it a second time!

At this moment, Dao Zun was stunned and stiff for a moment.

However, the red-haired ancestor did not.

His hands traced an inexplicable trajectory, evolving the supreme method, and came down to suppress it, as if to break eternity, and make the incarnation of Taoist Master eternally silent!

The red-haired ancestor was too "loyal" to the plateau. Even though he was once the corpse of an Immortal Emperor overlord, he resolutely drew a clear line with the interpersonal relationships during his lifetime!

However, he failed in this attack.

If the palm protrudes from another time and space outside "heaven and earth", it has supreme magic power and supreme power. It seems that everything in this world is an illusion. Only Taoist Master and the red-haired ancestor are dyed with bits of reality. Color, and this palm, completely and completely real!

In the blink of an eye, all things are disillusioned, like reflections in water, stirred to pieces and no longer a mirror image.

There are only two bright colors, the reality remains the same, and it has not been broken with the disillusionment of all things, but that's all.

Compared with that palm, their weight is too light. Even if they are entities and real existence, they can only drift with the flow in the ripples of dreamy bubbles.

Even though the killings of the red-haired ancestor were unparalleled and surpassed all indescribable splendor in the world, they still pale in comparison when faced with that palm.

"boom!"

The red-haired ancestor was angry, and his eyes turned red, "Who dares to stop me?!"

He shouted loudly, and the bright light burst out. He pushed his transcendent light to the extreme, and it was so brilliant. For a moment, it seemed that he was about to soar, and he wanted to kill the source of time and space that was stretched out from his palm!

"The burial pit of the Emperor of Heaven...the floating soil on the four poles...the soul river..."

The red-haired ancestor roared, "Return to your position!"

boom!

The ruins of the world shook and wailed, a burial pit fell back to its original place, and a river of souls once again flowed in the former river. Thousands of embers of floating soil scattered and returned to the former four-pole floating soil.

But compared to before, all the corpses of the Heavenly Emperor in the Heavenly Emperor's burial pit were gone, the mournful souls in the Soul River were no longer silent, and the eternal fire that burned the relics in the floating earth was no longer burning.

Just because their masters are all dead, killed in the battle with the second-generation ancestor, and died in the accidental attack of the red-haired ancestor!

Therefore, these outposts that were once under the troubled land of the plateau have returned to the control of the Weird Clan... even though they are already dilapidated and on the verge of collapse.

But the red-haired ancestor did not dislike them. At this moment, he used his great magical power to refine them and return them to the system of the weird clan.

At the same time, Dao Zun was bleeding, and his banishment was interrupted, even if he was not beaten to death by the red-haired ancestor... However, as soon as his energy was dispersed, an accident occurred, and he was no longer able to control the armor on his body. In the buzzing sound, the armor The prototype that left the body and transformed into the ancient underworld is also returning to its place!

Under the plateau, the four major outposts gathered together!

This was originally the product of a group of corrupt Immortal Emperor overlords who filled their own pockets and angrily harvested the wool of plateau consciousness. The Eight Immortals crossed the sea and each showed their magical powers.

It cannot be said that there is little connection between them, it can only be said that they have nothing to do with each other.

No...it can't be said that they have nothing to do with each other. It should be said that they are pulling each other's hind legs to reach the top and create greater glory.

The crematorium's Siji Futu and the black mine's ancient underworld compete for business with each other, and the crematorium is in tit-for-tat with the Soul River, which reaps the profits from the soul mouth... Not only that, the black mine is operating well, but someone blocks the way, and the Emperor of Heaven is The crazy oil stealing in Burial Pit and Soul River is okay!

The moral integrity of the Immortal Emperor overlords has hit rock bottom like crazy, and when humanoid stars are shining brightly, it’s even more uncomfortable for me to play the main role and watch my teammates progress than for me to regress myself.

The four outposts gathered together, and if they were personified, it would be considered restraint not to blow each other's brains out.

But...but!

When the red-haired ancestor took action at this moment, these four outposts underwent a completely new change.

Suddenly, an evolutionary path is manifesting, a path that perfectly suits the weird clan!

In this new evolutionary path, on this path that perfectly adapts to the strange ethnic groups on the plateau, these four outposts are no longer tit for tat, but are still helping each other!

"Tuna!"

"Fan shedding!"

"Reincarnation!"

"Holy Sacrifice!"

"Hunmeng!"

…

In the dark, there is a creature shouting loudly, which is the past that once opened up this evolutionary path.

He pioneered the integration of the four outposts into a perfect combination. They are no longer restraining each other and holding each other back, but a unique reincarnation system.

In this system, the universe, heaven and earth are all in reincarnation, with creation and destruction.

In the catastrophe that destroys everything, there is a river of souls that carries the souls of all living beings, leaping over the catastrophe, crossing the end of nothingness, and arriving at a new reincarnation of the universe.

In the old days, at the end of reincarnation, all things would burn out the thickest embers, which were floating soil.

Among them, the brightest radiance of civilization, the aspiration of all sentient beings in the era of reincarnation, the one respected by all the heavens and worshiped by all the people, who was the Emperor of Heaven, was collected and his corpse was buried in the grave of the years.

The great existence that dominates all of this is both in reincarnation and outside reincarnation. The place where He stands, His residence, is... the underworld!

Across the universe, transcending existence and non-existence, it is the greatest journey of reincarnation. It commands the four major outposts from a high position and has laid the strongest foundation for the plateau and the weird clan.

The red-haired ancestor was not the pioneer of this path.

However, at this moment, He transformed and became a path-blazer!

Moreover, compared to the founder, he directly moved the four real outposts, the real burial pit of the Emperor of Heaven, the Four Pole Floating Soils, the Soul River, and the Ancient Underworld, and re-refined them, controlling them all as the highest ancestor of the Weird Clan.

After defeating the Taoist Master of Destiny and the Jade Emperor, killing the King Buddha of Mahayana Mountain, and maiming the Taoist Master, no one can stop him and make the plateau and the Weird Clan great again!

In the overwhelming light, the aura of the red-haired ancestor was unprecedentedly powerful. He looked up to the sky and shouted angrily. Behind him, a plateau appeared at this moment!

That is the wretched land where the consciousness of the plateau is stored. It is the burial place of the owners of the bronze coffin for three generations in the past. It is also the burial place of the builders of reincarnation!

At this moment, it manifested and everything went smoothly.

After all, there is only one voice on the plateau today, and there are no disputes from other ancestors.

Among the newly created ancestors, only one red-haired second ancestor is still alive, and the rest of the ancestors... are all dead.

A stronger plateau consciousness than the ancestor... Let this child go, he has been deceived by the "red-haired ancestor" and is lame!

Here, the vision of the plateau manifested, controlling the four outposts and integrating into the body of the red-haired ancestor.

Finally, with a roar, the red-haired ancestor climbed to an extreme, and the transcendent light was like a mountain or a sea, endlessly bright, illuminating all the worlds!

"Glory belongs to the plateau, Weirdness will surely win!"

In the most shining light, the true body of the red-haired ancestor seems to be immortal. He controls the transcendent light to the extreme, but the true body is never broken and can withstand the terrible backlash!

"kill!"

In the light of transcendence, He rushed towards the node brazenly, trying to penetrate it, beheading the spectators who stretched out their hands randomly along the way, and then blow the head of the chess player playing the piano!

"boom!"

The bright light shone brightly, and the palm of the hand was disillusioned, as if it was repelled, but also as if it was following the trend.

The red-haired ancestor crashed into the node, and the fluctuations for a moment shocked the world, frightening countless creatures. At this moment, it felt that the world had become illusory, and everything was becoming a dream!

Suddenly, the time and space behind the nodes were mottled, and it seemed that with the fierce and unstoppable intrusion of a disruptor like the red-haired ancestor, what kind of big waves would be caused, all the scenes would be repeated.

The two blurry figures are still sitting opposite each other, but the background is no longer a peaceful courtyard. The person playing the piano has no piano, and the spectators have no chessboard. Surrounding them is an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In the sky, there was a black sun across the sky, and a blood moon appeared at the same time.

The sun and the moon shine together, casting endless dark light, accompanied by blood.

The heaven and earth are withering, but they are not dead. Instead, they are "lively" and "full of vitality."

Because there are countless evil creatures appearing in groups, laughing and screaming like the most terrifying ghosts in the world.

There are creatures as huge as a sacred mountain, with heads like tumors, and millions of arms waving aimlessly, tearing apart time.

There are also extremely tiny creatures, wandering freely in the gaps of time and space, with countless black and twisted hairs, like snakes winding and coiling, taking root in everything at will, absorbing everything... It can be seen that there are fragments of the avenue being covered up. They were devoured, and then in a bloody glow, they changed and turned into the things they devoured.

What you eat, what you become, seems to die, but it doesn't.

Because, whether it is a creature that is so big that it is boundless, or a creature that is so small that it almost does not exist, there is a dark light in every evil life, exuding the power of reincarnation.

With such power, as long as these creatures want to, they can freely reincarnate and go to the afterlife without any restraints or restrictions. They can reincarnate into whatever they want.

Even if there is no maternal body, heaven and earth are the largest mother body, and the avenue, order, and laws are the most perfect nutrition.

You can change to whatever race you want, reincarnation is guaranteed, after-sales service is provided, the true soul will never die, and the memories of the "previous life" after reincarnation will be there if you want them, and it doesn't matter if you don't want them...

You don’t have to worry about the strength of your race, you don’t have to worry about predators, you don’t have to worry about natural selection... everything is done as you wish.

Heaven and earth, reincarnation, taking and asking for everything, how beautiful is it?

What an incredible magical power this is, giving every living being the qualification to pursue his or her desires infinitely.

Don't worry about death, because reincarnation is your protection and is an iron rule that cannot be overturned.

Don't worry about asking for it but not getting it, because you can be reincarnated at will, reborn in the world, and all your innate talents can be fulfilled.

Don't worry about the so-called efforts, because in the process of reincarnation, heaven and earth have already helped you with your efforts. Just like gestating the Holy Spirit, everything in the world can be given as a gift.

"You said, I make all sentient beings' wishes come true. Why does it become like this?"

Among the two figures sitting opposite each other, the figure who once played the piano spoke. His voice was hoarse, like a ghost whispering.

As He spoke, the priests' hearts palpitated. Thick red hair suddenly grew on His body, and the whites of his eye sockets appeared like dead fish. His mouth, nose, and eyes began to... Black blood was flowing, the hair on his head began to wither and turn yellow, gray mist filled the outside of his body, and his whole body exuded the strongest and weirdest aura, which was extremely terrifying!

He seemed to be asking the previous spectators, and he didn't seem to care at all about getting answers from them.

Perhaps he already had his own answer to this question in his heart, but he was just unwilling to accept it and was deliberately avoiding it.

With a confused sigh, this strange and terrifying existence suddenly took action. In just an instant, all the heaven, earth, time and space, except for the two confronting creatures, turned into nothingness!

Only a palm like a ghost claw was torn down hard, trying to kill the creatures blocked at the nodes of time and space!

This kind of strength, infinite power and terror, cannot be matched by even the most extraordinary priests. It seems to be completely superior to this realm.

However, although it is powerful, there is a subtle incongruity that can be caught by the creature being targeted.

"Because I need to take care of myself, just give me a little test to sharpen my skills!"

The creature laughed and said, his figure suddenly staggered, allowing a figure to break through the time and space node, and the figure that broke through hit the ghost claw, and in the torrential rain of blood, he was torn apart!