The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

If the plateau consciousness was still in the world, how dare the Jade Emperor and his men easily conquer this land of doom?

There was no time to hide!

After all, they knew what they had done best. They treated the plateau consciousness as a monkey and bullied its underdeveloped intelligence, thus stealing most of the results of the plateau consciousness's great sacrifice to the world to verify their own path.

If the plateau consciousness was still a placenta, it would be fine. It had supreme power but did not know how to use it. Even if several unparalleled ancient emperors could not defeat it, it would not be difficult to escape.

But!

Times have changed!

Their leader did a "good thing" and created the "coffin sacrifice" method, cutting off the past and welcoming the new life. It pointed out a way for the plateau consciousness, and finally let the plateau consciousness take a risk under desperation, and it actually succeeded!

From then on, a "groundbound spirit" was sublimated, with flesh and blood, hands and feet, and could go wherever he wanted, invincible in the world!

Fortunately, although there is an invincible person in the world, there is an enemy from prehistoric times, who gave the plateau consciousness a "love education", making it unable to care about other things and settle grievances.

This just ignited the ambition of the Jade Emperor and several others, and they dared to kill on the plateau to compete for a shortcut to enlightenment.

The Jade Emperor wanted to sacrifice the plateau, the Taoist wanted to sacrifice the reincarnation path, and the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha wanted to burn out the ultimate relic from ancient times to the present... Everyone has a bright future.

But the premise of all this is based on the fact that the plateau consciousness no longer exists!

As a result, just when they were full of ambition, a divine soldier descended from the sky, and the supreme power came out of nowhere, resonating with the plateau, stirring up the land of disaster, and splendid with the ultimate weird and ominous source!

"Puff!"

The Mahayana Mountain King Buddha shed blood with every step he took. The mighty force was still sweeping across. Crushing his arm was not the end. The powerful and overbearing spread and attacked, crushing his body and his head...

The golden rays of light burst out at this moment, illuminating the past and present, stirring the world, and breaking into the eternal unknown. It was the blood of the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha splashing, accompanied by the wailing of the ancient avenue. He was shattered to pieces, and his way collapsed in the world!

This is an unimaginable change, which made countless creatures in this world tremble with fear and feel unspeakable panic.

A powerful and unparalleled master, just perished like this? !

The Mahayana Mountain King Buddha, he has the realm of the supreme giant of the sacrifice, and he only needs to condense the light of transcendence.

In addition, there is also a body of the ancestor, which is a terrifying physique transformed by the baptism of the original matter, and is also ranked in the realm of sacrifice.

Although many people laugh at the ancestor, calling it the floor tile of the realm of sacrifice, the unit of measurement of combat power

But in fact, the essence of the ancestor is not weak, because this is the ashes left by a person above the sacrifice, which has the essence beyond all things in the world!

The poor performance of the first generation of the ten ancestors is purely due to the poor ability of the weird true spirits bred by each of them. They cannot truly develop and explore the secrets of their own origins. They have treasures but don’t know it, and they return empty-handed from the treasure mountain.

Once they fall into the hands of the ancient emperors and overlords, the situation will be different!

What’s more, not long ago, these ancient emperors and overlords also joined forces to do a big job, playing a "combination" together, to peek into the great secret of the original matter... It is hard to imagine what amazing secrets they can see from it!

But even with such a terrifying configuration, they were defeated so cleanly, and the Buddha's blood scattered, reflecting the long river of time and the void outside the world with a golden light. There was a golden mandala flower rain in the sky for no reason, all of which were transformed by the blood of the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha!

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be still, falling into a dead silence. People seemed to be petrified, without any sound, and everything withered.

Even the Red-haired Seven Heroes and Daozun, who were originally fighting fiercely, stopped for a short time and looked here to capture the true result of the battle.

This sudden change was too horrifying, enough to change too many plans, and they all had to change their routes.

When it comes to a living being on a sacrificial Dao, no matter how much attention is paid, it is not too much.

If there is any problem, they will either flee in all directions or fight together, and many enemy-friendly relationships will change instantly.

At this moment, the world is dead silent, which sets off the resounding whisper of a living being.

"...Everyone thinks that I am unwise and stubborn, but I am actually very smart."

"The reason why I didn't shine my light on my relatives and friends is because I know very well that the source of the great sacrifice is still there. Even though it looks brilliant on the surface, I don't know when it will fall into darkness again and make this world repeat the same mistakes!"

"The reason why I reached an agreement with you and rushed to the plateau is because I have a great cause and effect with this land of disaster, and I hope to get supreme benefits and inherit the legacy in this process!"

"You... don't know anything, but you dare to plot against me!"

The original emperor muttered to himself. At this moment, he was undergoing a shocking change. Although he was a remnant soul, he had supreme and magnificent power flowing, accompanied by a colorful and crystal clear liquid baptism, as if he was evolving something and nurturing something.

He lost every battle, losing to the weird emperor, the desolate emperor, the ancestor, and the red-haired seven heroes...Since the emperor, he seemed to have never won a peak duel.

If it were someone else, his mentality would have exploded, his defenses would have been broken, and he would have never recovered.

However, the ups and downs of life have shaped the original emperor of heaven into a unique person. With an exploded mentality and in a special situation, he chose to take another evil path.

"Thank you for letting me know that this world has long been filthy, and that good people cannot be good people, and are only worthy of being used as guns..."

The soul light of the original emperor of heaven was burning like a flame, and he laughed out loud, "If that's the case, then... I won't be a good person anymore!"

"I want to become a demon, break out of the cocoon and be reborn, so that the world will tremble because of my heart, and cry because of my will!"

"I will create a demon fetus, and after rebirth, I will reverse my failed life and vent my injustice!"

He roared, as if he had turned black!

At the same time, from his soul light, from his flesh and blood scattered on the plateau, from the power that surged out from the past time node, something was steaming and melting, and combined with the mysterious liquid that seemed to make anyone pregnant after drinking it, a new and pure breath of life was stirring, and it was about to come into this world!

But!

The critical moment!

"Boom!"

The blood swept across the eternal heavens, the sacrificial wave was shocking, the endless Buddha light and Buddha blood were flowing backwards, and in an instant, a terrible monster seemed to have killed itself from the dead!

The Mahayana Mountain King Buddha reappeared, he dominated the past and present, roared at the world, "A tree without roots, water without a source, dares to be so rampant!"

He seemed to have seen through something, even though his body was covered with scars and suffered terrible injuries, but his eyes were shining brightly as never before.

"It's just a projection of history, the real plateau consciousness is gone!"

The Mahayana Mountain King Buddha's eyes were very scary, he showed a terrifying Dharma image, thousands of heads, two thousand arms, chanting mantras, forming Dharma seals, and burning flames all over his body. If he used this body as firewood, it would make endless relics emerge, condense countless sentient beings' immeasurable kalpas of magic power, trillions of epochs of wisdom, interpret the ultimate Buddha fruit, and create the supreme Buddha country!

Wherever the body is, wherever the Buddha's light shines, it is all pure land, illuminating the vast years of the ages, and everyone from ancient times to the present has lived in it!

Power!

Supreme power!

It seems to break eternity, wipe out the supreme power of the past and present, the brilliant light bursts out, the Buddha's light illuminates the history, and the long river of time is dyed with its own color. A golden Buddha stands above the past and the present, as if transcending.

"... What a trick to steal the sky and the day, secretly crossing the world!"

"Who is helping the plateau consciousness? Let the gods and demons be divided into two, and the light and the dark are different?"

The golden Buddha roared in the world, "What a calculation! What a layout!"

"In our ignorance, it secretly passed on part of the mark of the plateau consciousness!"

"Who is so crazy! Buried a huge hidden danger for this world!"

He denounced the bad guys, it was really too crazy, it was simply creating a big father for the world!

It's scary to think about it.

When people went through untold hardships to defeat the plateau consciousness on the strange land of disaster and celebrated their victory, another plateau consciousness took office without a word, and it was the legacy of the predecessor, and the backhand arranged by the previous one!

Mahayana Mountain King Buddha was very sure that this kind of operation could not be played by the plateau consciousness - not that it could not be done, but there was no consciousness in this aspect, right?

If the plateau consciousness was so smart, could it be deceived for countless years by the ten ancestors who deceived the superiors and subordinates and had ill intentions?

Therefore, there must be a terrible person who colluded with it and did his part in the process!

Who is this person... Mahayana Mountain King Buddha had a vague guess.

If nothing unexpected happened, it was probably related to their leader!

He has this ability and this motive!

Mahayana Mountain King Buddha suddenly understood a lot, and sighed in his heart, 'Is this also in your plan? Demon Emperor! '

'So, you never made a move this time, even if we killed the plateau, we wanted to wipe out the strange clan and sacrifice the entire disaster land. ’

‘Because you have already guessed that we would choose a ‘just right’ cannon fodder to be the king’s vanguard? ’

‘It just so happens that there is such a half-disabled supreme immortal emperor, who is powerful enough and placed in a sea of ​​​​boundaries, allowing us to calculate... If so, it is really... fishing with a straight hook, and those who are willing will take the bait! ’

He sighed in his heart, thinking that this is probably the case.

The Demon Emperor made a plan, split the plateau consciousness, reached a dirty deal, and left a backup for the plateau consciousness.

Even if the original plateau consciousness was wiped out, the trumpet is still there, there is hope - the hope of sacrifice!

As long as this trumpet can re-enter the plateau, take over the legacy of the original body, and cultivate a brand new original plateau consciousness... At that time, following some kind of induction in the dark, resonate with the prehistoric original body, perhaps, it can really open a way and break into it!

Mahayana Mountain King Buddha pondered and thought he had a clear understanding of the inside story.

‘… You succeeded, but it seems not successful enough, and there was an accident in the process. ’

‘Under normal circumstances, it should be a complete, small-sized plateau consciousness, and I would turn around and leave at that time. ’

‘But what is here is only a legacy of power and authority. This small-sized plateau consciousness has already sat in the years and dispersed its vitality! ’

The Mahayana Mountain King Buddha thought, and suddenly his heart moved, ‘No, maybe this is intentional? ’

‘If it is still alive, it may not be able to survive the catastrophe when the power of the heart of the owner of the three-life bronze coffin is revived. It may be directly captured by that person along with the real body. ’

‘Only by dying and extinguishing, leaving only a surviving fire, can we avoid the catastrophe. ’

‘Sometimes, the dead are more useful than the living! ’

He understood a lot.

A living person, a living plateau consciousness trumpet, will inevitably be watched and paid close attention to.

But what about the dead?

People always yearn for the vitality of life and avoid death as much as possible.

But it is precisely because of this that death can become a safe haven, allowing chess players to go behind the scenes and hide in the dark.

Just like these ten ancient emperors.

They died once, that's for sure.

But when the limelight passed, the backhand was launched, luring the ancestors to eat the forbidden fruit, allowing them to reincarnate from death, and then hide behind the scenes, committing many sins in the name of plateau consciousness to complete their own path.

It seems to be the same here.

The plateau consciousness separated a small trumpet and disappeared in the world, so it escaped the catastrophe.

It died, but not completely, leaving a beacon, which was the original emperor selected by several ancient emperors!

The original emperor is really a qualified... express package.

He brought crucial stimulation to the red-haired lineage, allowing them to embark on the road of double Dao fruit.

It also brought a key turning point for the plateau land, and the new plateau consciousness will revive again!

"...cannot be tolerated."

The Mahayana Mountain King Buddha raised the demon-slaying treasure pestle, as if he was righteously rebuking the villain who buried the thunder in the world, and as if the soul that was dragging his feet was burning, and he would stretch his legs to trip him no matter what he said.

"I will speak up for the world, destroy the evil conspiracy, and let the remnant of this plateau consciousness wander forever and be lost in the abyss of extinction!"

"Bet everything I have, give everything I have!"

At this moment, an extremely powerful force that was so brutal and terrifying swept across the world, causing the heavens to tremble and almost collapse!

The endless Buddha's light illuminated the past, present and future, and a Buddhist chant echoed through the ages.

"Namo Mahayana Mountain King Buddha!"

With a peak blow, the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha wanted to strangle the original emperor who had broken out of the cocoon and was reborn!

"Roar!"

The original roar, how could he sit and wait for death?

He reflected the past, borrowed the supreme authority, and let the amazing power dominate the ages, fiercely fighting against the completely burning ancient emperor overlord.

It can be seen that the horror of the plateau consciousness... Even if it is a small trumpet that has been extinguished, it only leaves a little bit of power.

But when standing on this plateau, even if it is only reflected and urged by a half-destroyed immortal emperor, it is enough to look down on the field of sacrifice.

Even, it is still pushing back, breaking and blasting the Buddha's light that is spread throughout the past, present and future!

After all, the Buddha's light is only shining at this moment, and the plateau consciousness really harms the past, present and future, and they all tremble and wail under its tyranny!

How many heroes, how many heroes, have died in hatred under the strange front of the army, and died without a place to bury their bodies, as a sacrifice, to complete the plateau consciousness!