The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

This is the most sacred scene, shocking and jaw-dropping.

The source of ominousness, the ultimate monster evolved from the fusion of the original substances of the ten ancestors, is actually shedding all symptoms and returning to normal!

The pus dissipated, the red hair withered, the black blood turned red, the bones were like jade, the pupils were deep, and the spine was straight...

In the end, standing there was a supreme hero with black hair and heroic appearance. His sword eyebrows flew into his temples, his face was as sharp as a knife, he was resolute, his body was strong, and he had a momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and a majestic posture!

The moment he saw this image, one of the "ancestors" team led by the leader had a livid face, his legs trembled slightly, and he almost wanted to flee.

This is not a question of whether he is cowardly or not, but this face is not much different from the victim who he is thinking about very deeply, but can only be said to be exactly the same.

Moreover, the victim had just "died", and now seeing this face suddenly, it is hard not to suspect that it was a fierce ghost coming to the door to claim the soul!

Huang!

This is the face of Emperor Huang Tian!

When the "heart" power of the owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation sank into the monster's body with unstoppable momentum, it resonated with the supreme sacrificial power, purified it, and temporarily suppressed all the ominous symptoms. In the end, the true face revealed was like Huang!

Changheng... He was a little panicked, and at this moment he growled and looked at someone, "Demon Emperor, you are really crazy!"

"You won't forget how many good things everyone has done? If he can't tolerate any sand in his eyes, you and I will be forever dead!"

"You can't blame me, this is all your own fault..."

"Red Hair Ancestor" was unhappy. He didn't take all the blame, otherwise how wronged he would be? Do you think he is Ye Fan!

He pointed out that, regardless of the facts, don't you people, my "good teammates", have any faults?

"The original substance and the will to sacrifice of the owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation are incompatible. One is extremely evil and the other is extremely sacred. How can they be integrated into one?"

The red-haired ancestor threw the blame, "Isn't it because someone broke through the barriers and kept thinking about making the original substance refined, and manually added sacrificial factors to it?!"

"On the plateau, who built the Jingzu Shrine to worship the heroes of the weird clan, the enemies of heaven, and the heroes of the plateau, and condensed the unique characteristics of sacrifice?"

"That's right, no matter how weird the sacrifice is, it is still a sacrifice, allowing the two extreme forces that were originally incompatible and life-and-death to blend together, coexist peacefully for a short time, and face the outside world in unison!"

Although he was throwing the blame, he didn't lie.

Although he planned it in advance, the effect and changes at this moment were beyond his expectations. All of this was the "contribution" made by his good teammates!

According to the original idea, even if the power of "heart" merges with the monster, even if it is strengthened, it will not be too against the sky. The two complement each other and go their separate ways. The final combat performance can surpass the consciousness of the plateau, but it is limited. It can muddy the water of the fish pond, but it will not blow up the entire fish pond.

Now it's good!

A big daddy, born in a vague way, barely pieced together a complete body, a selfless and sacrificing heart, branded with the plug-in of the most bitter and difficult person in the world, Ye, is a part of the Tao fruit of that person...

The Demon Emperor laughed "haha", in terms of courting death, who can be stronger than these people?

You Jiao was pale, and argued in the eyes of his good teammates, "I have something to say!"

"Brothers, you know me... Although I have responsibilities, isn't Dao Zun's responsibility greater?"

"After all, can this monster be considered the same person as before? I think it's hard to say!"

"A pile of ashes, mixed with our messy ideas, and various diseases, only to make such a monster... Not to mention that Gaoyuan Consciousness must have other parts of the ashes hidden in his hands, the messy elements here alone determine its speciousness!"

"What we did is like a blind man touching an elephant, each mastering a part It is true that the image is divided, but can the image be reassembled to perfectly restore that person? I don't believe it! "

"If it cannot be perfectly restored and truly reproduced, how can the power of this 'heart' enter the master smoothly? "

"In the final analysis, all the mistakes are the fault of Dao Zun!"

"It is he who insists on tinkering with his broken 'Reincarnation Seal' to stimulate the original matter, reproduce his physical instincts, and let His inner self make adjustments naturally, from the original specious, similar in form but not in spirit, gradually changing into the real shape, shaping the most perfect container!"

You Jiao explained that he may have a little responsibility, but the big head really has nothing to do with him, the focus is on Dao Zun!

It was Dao Zun who tinkered with the "Reincarnation Seal" and stimulated the instincts of the monsters, making them accelerate madly on the road of "life is short"!

Suddenly, the murderous eyes looked at the "Silver Bone Ancestor".

The shell of the ancestor, the core of the Taoist master, this super strong man swallowed his saliva, "I think this serious accident has nothing to do with me!"

"How many years has reincarnation existed in this world? I haven't seen the owner of the three-life bronze coffin reincarnate?"

"What does this mean? It means that he died well and didn't think about coming back to life!"

"The result!"

He became indignant, "There was a fool who insisted on thinking about his grave, thinking that it was a good piece of land, thinking about how to cultivate it and take it for himself!"

"He also specially guided his ornamental flowers for this purpose, letting her embark on a path of sacrifice, stirring pollen in the world..."

"It's all right now!"

"The ultimate pollen has been awakened... You picked it, Changheng!"

The more he talked, the more excited the "Silver Bone Ancestor" became. He pointed the finger at Changheng and took the blame!

"..."

Changheng was speechless, and the boomerang hit him!

But, he finally struggled, "Is the Pollen Emperor a problem?"

"I pressed her on the plateau for countless years, drained her blood, and sucked her marrow, but I didn't see how she could defy the heavens?!"

"As soon as she got out of it, our leader was the only one left on the plateau, and she got out of trouble directly, and it was out of control from then on."

"Who do you think should be blamed for this?!"

Changheng was angry and found someone to take the blame for him.

Accusing each other, in the end, they all fell silent.

Don't laugh at the 100th step if you are 50 steps away.

You have to take on the work you did yourself, even if you cry.

However, they are all very strong, and they are all people who will not cry until they see the coffin.

Even if they saw the coffin, they might not regret it. Someone might roar and rush forward to "sacrifice" the coffin!

Of course, this is limited to the few people who are responsible for the current live-action.

Others...

"You... You... You have caused me so much trouble!"

The three "ancestors" of Black Blood, Gray Mist, and Golden Scale were angry-why did the consequences of your live-action also implicate us? !

They were a little upset. What is this?

They didn't get much benefit, just got beaten, and maybe they would even lose their lives in the end!

After they die this time, who will remember them in the future and help them win the resurrection match?

The future is dark, and there is no light.

"Is our era going to end here?"

The ancient overlord sighed lightly, looking at the supreme existence that dominated this world.

The terrifying monster no longer looked hideous, and the light of sacrifice shone from the inside out. It seemed that some old memories were awakened by Him, and He naturally had a magnificent momentum.

It was a kind of heroic spirit that I will go forward even if there are thousands of people, the courage to give up everything, and the unshakable faith that swallows the ages and always exists in my heart. It is a mixture of the true saint in the world, noble and great!

Although his eyes are still dim and lifeless, that strong personal belief has splendidly illuminated the world.

He tilted his head, and his lifeless eyes looked in the direction of the plateau disaster land, as if he saw all the past, everything that happened after the "death" of the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations.

Then, his sight shifted, looking at the reincarnation road, looking at the sea of ​​sacrifice, looking at the sky, and looking at the heavens. As he looked, his cheeks became wet, and tears actually fell!

At first, the tears were crystal clear and shining.

But then, the tears turned red!

This scene was shocking, shocking, and silent.

Is this... blood and tears?

The strange source of the eternal disaster after death, when He revives and His mind returns, will He also feel sad for the sins He committed after His death?

Perhaps, He once fought to protect the world, and was praised as the Emperor of Heaven by the creatures at that time, burying all the disasters.

However, after His death, He became the source of a new disaster, and the dragon slayer eventually became an evil dragon!

For a long, long time.

This supreme and terrifying existence withdrew its "sight", and finally fell on the plateau. That gaze was as if it had substance, so oppressive that it actually caused the plateau to collapse and destroy in pieces!

"Ah!"

"You want to kill me?"

"You want to destroy me?"

"This is obviously your fault!"

"Can't you foresee the future?"

"If you can't foresee it, then since you are dead, die more thoroughly!"

"If you foresee it, since you have let it go, why bother to meddle in other people's business!"

The consciousness of the plateau roared, and at this moment it had no regard for everything, and let the great power it controlled fully revive, even burning and boiling!

The dazzling strange light flashed and impacted crazily. At this moment, the entire plateau was moved as a whole, moving with supreme volume, roaring with unimaginable and unstoppable power, smashing into the outside world, smashing into the sea of ​​time, smashing into the eternal unknown land!

There are no fancy magical powers, no delicate operations, only the purest and most thorough violence, powerful bricks flying!

Yes, the plateau consciousness did not inherit any peerless magical powers and means, and only had the essence of the sacrificial way, but could not play it out at all.

It looked at the traitor ancestors under its command, the two-five sons and loyal people, who showed off one after another. It would be a lie to say that it was not envious.

In the middle of the night, it also thought about what it should do to fully exert its invincible power?

Finally, at this moment when the dog jumped over the wall, it realized it!

Perhaps, it shouldn't play any micromanipulation, any magical power... Since it has a power that is above the sacrificial way and does not belong to this world, then what it should practice most is to flip the table!

It admits that in the process of playing games with those ancient emperors and overlords, it has been fooled more than once.

If these people are professional chess masters, then it is an amateur chess player, not a match of the same level at all.

But, it doesn't matter.

It has a "magic move", no matter how many chess masters you have, it can break them with one hand!

Flip the chessboard!

The entire plateau, the entire land of disaster, is its table, its chessboard, which is now being brazenly moved, waved, and violently smashed into the world!

How big is the plateau...?

In fact, this is a vast world that is vaster than the heavens and the earth. Some people have verified that if you want to shake this world, you need to borrow the fields of heaven, the heavens, the worlds, the road of reincarnation, etc., in order to barely win in the duel of volume and penetrate it!

Now, such a magnificent world is wielded, and under the play of an existence with great power above the sacrificial way, it bombards the world... That scene is extremely terrifying!

Boom!

The whole world is broken, the heavens are withering, everything is empty, destroyed by peerless power!

This is a complete extinction. In the past, the plateau consciousness would never think of doing this.

Because, if the whole world is silent, where can it find its sacrifice?

But at this moment, it can't care so much, it is fighting for survival, fighting for survival!

"Boom!"

Standing in the world, the invincible existence of ancient and modern times moved, step by step, stepping forward in the void.

Every time He took a step, a part of the world destroyed by the supreme power reappeared, brilliant and dazzling!

This was too amazing. He did not see how He acted, but He turned the world upside down. Hearing thunder in silence, I don’t know how much better than the plateau consciousness.

Moreover, as He moved forward and approached, the plateau disaster that fell stagnated, stopped, and could not move!

Turning his hand to make clouds and turning his hand to make rain, as powerful as the plateau consciousness, with the power above the sacrificial way, can only be slaughtered!

This made the "ancestors" who were lingering tremble. Is there still justice in this! Is there still the law!

The dead are resurrected, killing so recklessly? !

"Will he really sweep everything away?"

Their scalps were numb, and the mood at this moment was regret, very regretful!

"Not necessarily..."

The red-haired ancestor whispered, his eyes were deep, and his tone was playful.

"Hmm?"

This made his teammates look at him sideways, "What else did you do?!"

...

"Everything should be over..."

"I will take back what's left, end everything, and bring peace to the world...May there be no more suffering in the world, and may all people be happy."

In the dark, the worlds are echoing a whisper, ancient and vicissitudes, like the sad sigh of the old emperor of heaven, to end all sins and evils, and bury all the legacy.

He is invincible, sweeping everything, everything must surrender in front of Him, and all are vulnerable.

However, the plateau consciousness did not succumb to this.

"Force me to this point!"

In the land of disaster, the plateau consciousness condensed into a vague shape. It stood in the core of the plateau, with a mound beside it, which had long been cracked and messed with soil and rocks for countless years.

It can be vaguely seen that this was once a cemetery, but something went wrong.

"Born from here, died from here... Today, I should-"

"Sacrifice the coffin!"