The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

The long river of time that gradually went to extinction in the ruins was covered by the peerless black hand at this moment.

The "breadth" it covers does not need to be too large, because the master of the burial has already laid out for eternity, and what is lacking is just a short period of time, and it is temporarily stopped because of the rise of an existence.

Tens of millions of years is an extremely long time for ordinary creatures, but it is just a nap for the strongest.

The combination of "controlling killing and burying", this face is still willing to be given to the emperor of the wilderness... Of course, the backhand left by the emperor of the wilderness may also be an important factor.

The emperor of the wilderness left a scripture in the bronze coffin of the three generations, which echoed for eternity, and never explained the reason, and became a big riddle man.

This is a behavior that makes people want to kill people, suitable for being a teacher of reading comprehension questions. As long as the answer is not announced, it will always be full of suspense.

Many people have done this reading comprehension, and each has his own opinion. As the saying goes, benevolence sees benevolence, wise men see wisdom, and crouching dragons see phoenix chicks.

The Burial Master and the Butcher were no exception, and they deeply believed that this was a precaution against them. Otherwise, why not leave that scripture somewhere else, but in a three-life bronze coffin?

Perhaps, Huang didn't know the layout of some overlords and how they were thinking of ways to "open up the wasteland", but he instinctively felt a kind of malice, so he left a back-up plan, including various responses.

However... times have changed!

Huang himself has entered extinction and reincarnated.

The three-life bronze coffin that once roamed the world has also become a thing of the past, and was "sacrificed" by the plateau consciousness.

Now, what can stop the Burial Master? !

"From now on, there will be no more similar flowers..."

"Before this, similar flowers were caught in one net..."

In the dark, the Burial Master whispered faintly.

After the three-life bronze coffin was destroyed by the first generation of the plateau consciousness, he knew that the similar flowers would be out of print.

As long as those who slipped through the net were caught in one net...

Perhaps, he can use this to step into an unpredictable realm and state?

This is not impossible!

Because, there is someone assisting - that is an evil ancestor!

He turned the millstone of destruction in the years, destroyed the ancient history, destroyed the heaven and earth, and walked towards the present from the beginning of the world, turning the time he passed into nothingness!

In the nothingness, there is no way to remedy it. For the butcher, this is to help his slaughter destroy the corpses and wipe out the traces; for the funeral master, this is to help him turn the out-of-print into a unique product!

So, the funeral master took action, covering the sky with one hand, covering the ages!

A period of time was covered, starting from "Wolong" and ending from today!

In these years, the entire nine heavens and ten earths seemed to be turned into a big tomb. All spirits could not live forever. Being buried by the years was just a burial companion. What was really buried were some special creatures, creatures that changed because of the three-life bronze coffin!

The peerless black hand was guiding them to return to the real burial place, declaring their death and eternal silence from various concepts, and making a final conclusion.

This touched the reverse scale of a female emperor!

She howled in sorrow, the sword light was unprecedentedly brilliant, she fought madly, the sword energy cut through the past and present, and wanted to smash the black hand.

However, she had too many and too strong opponents.

Only by personally fighting against the "Hehuazi Dafa" can you clearly understand the pain of those ancestors back then - it was too unreasonable!

Boom!

The Taoist Master played the seal of life and death, breaking eternity!

Wow!

Changheng turned the wheel of time and outlined the scroll of years!

Dang!

The Mahayana fell to the demon-killing treasure pestle and suppressed the waves of the world!

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In the most terrifying fight, the empress was bleeding. She didn't want to be like this, but she only attacked and didn't defend, so she was naturally stained with blood, just to let a sword cut a ray of light and life in the black curtain of the black hand.

In that fleeting light, dots of soft light were rippling, turning into petals dancing one after another, crystal clear and fragrant, sprinkled over the long river of time, disturbing the despair of darkness.

They turned into small paper boats one after another, rushed to different time nodes, left some marks, and then tried their best to break through the sea of ​​time and the long river of years shrouded in darkness, and each followed different trajectories, sailing to the end of history and drifting to the future... Even if the past is broken, even if the future is about to end, we must strive for a little miracle!

"Why? Why bother?" The funeral master sighed, "It's all in vain, useless..."

He sighed, pitying the empress's struggle, which was all in vain.

Silently - perhaps it was a great sound, the black hand pressed down, the black curtain covered the world, covering the past, present and future, the terrifying power surged, turned into a fishing net that destroyed all the families, traced back all the paper boats, eroded those soft lights, and dyed them with desperate black!

In the darkness, in the underworld behind the funeral master, one after another new figures appeared and joined the family of similar flowers.

This messed up time, distorted cause and effect, changed common sense, and was unscrupulous!

However, the master of the funeral had such qualifications... As the fish that slipped through the net were caught one by one, he suddenly entered a state of completion and perfection, and completed the merits of burying a living being in peace and preventing it from resurrecting!

In the gradual perfection, a great terror was brewing, like a silkworm spinning silk, weaving a cocoon, wrapping itself, and about to break out of the cocoon and be reborn.

"There are still a few fish that slipped through the net..."

The master of the funeral whispered, and then the broken pieces of the world that had long fallen into chaos glowed. It was the experience of a living being tens of millions of years ago, countless times close to death, countless times of rebirth...

Those traces of dying, the remnants of rebirth, they condensed, changed, and finally blurred into a shape, a corpse!

So, there was a tragedy hundreds of thousands of years ago, a young man with regret and sadness asked his friends to take care of his relatives, and then bled to death, and his life ended.

So, there was...

"Ah!"

The empress went crazy, regardless of everything, holding a sword and killing!

Her hair was flying in anger, and her posture was extremely terrifying. With one sword, she smashed the Mahayana Mountain King Buddha, causing the Buddha's golden body to explode and unable to condense for a long time.

Another sword swept across, and a peerless Taoist was torn into pieces, falling in the years, unable to reunite for a while.

Another sword...

She burned to the extreme, killing gods and Buddhas, no one could defeat her!

"Too fake..."

The butcher looked at this scene and sighed, "Is this little girl so strong?"

"Why do I feel it's a little fake?"

"One sword kills a Jade Emperor, I can accept it, but one sword kills a Taoist master, even if he is no longer as transcendent as he was in his lifetime... it's still too outrageous!"

"They are all letting him win!"

"Seeing that the funeral master is about to complete his mission, even if he is controlled by others because of the mystery of his Hua Zi Da Fa, but... it doesn't prevent him from playing a fake game or dragging his feet, right?"

The butcher sighed, "If he didn't have Hua Zi Da Fa, wouldn't they all defect now, speak for justice one by one, and fight against the shameless people who have no humanity and bully little girls?"

He stroked his chin and clicked his tongue.

"Seeing that the Burial Master can survive to the end, and is about to reap the fruits of victory, are you anxious?"

"Ah, I can understand, I can understand!"

"Before, everyone fought to the death, fought against the Demon Emperor, fought against the pollen, rebelled against the plateau consciousness, and fought to the death with the Evil Ancestor... The most tragic battles were not missed, and they fought to the end until death."

"As a result, some people did not join the team all the way, but only picked Ganoderma lucidum in the wild area... Survived to the end, but had everything, and no one felt good in their hearts!"

"This person is not worried about the lack of wealth but the inequality, lacking a sense of the overall situation!"

"Don't they know that it is the most ideal to put the fruits of victory in their pockets first, and then sit in a row and share the fruits!"

He spit on his former "friends" who had no sense of the overall situation, claiming that he was ashamed to be with them.

However, at this moment, his feet seemed to have taken root and he couldn't move.

Of course, he had his own reasons-confronting the Emperor Zhong, so that he would be unable to take care of other things!

"..."

The Emperor Zhong was speechless and shook his head, "What a pity, the Burial Master has already decided the situation."

"He would not have thought about what kind of people his teammates are. He transformed just to buy himself some time... He has already done it!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to complete his countless years of plan..."

"But, will there really be no accidents?"

The Emperor Zhong suddenly laughed.

He seemed to have foreseen something, and his smile gradually became brighter.

He looked up and looked at a corner of time and space, where there were violent waves sweeping and surging, and it was the outbreak of a group of people.

These people are nothing in the current battlefield. They can't even stand firm in the realm of the Immortal Emperor. Although they have ate the dividends of the bitter leaves, everything happened too fast, leaving them no time to digest it thoroughly.

"The Burial Master...are you bullying me, the Nine Heavens, and there is no one!"

"Our ancestors, our descendants...how can we become the resources for others to achieve enlightenment like this!"

Void, Hengyu, Taihuang...the powerful men who used to be in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths appeared together, they burst out the aura of the Immortal Emperor, and carried a monstrous baking furnace together, which is...the baking furnace of heaven and earth!

"Do you understand the value of the bloodline method?"

"Do you understand what it means to be a family in the nine heavens and ten earths!"

The immortal emperor Hengyu raised his arms and shouted. This famous love expert made a shocking cry, shining his own light in this era when only the giants of the sacrificial way can shine.

That face similar to the devil emperor has made him always be put in a sack in confusion over the years, and beaten by the supreme masters in confusion. When he was beaten, he could still hear the murderer's muttering-"I can't beat the devil emperor, so I have to vent my anger on you..."

It's so cold!

How can this world be so cruel and chilling? !

However, even if there are ups and downs in life, it can't cover up the brilliance of the immortal emperor Hengyu at this moment.

"The three-life bronze coffin has been buried for countless years in the nine days!"

Emperor Hengyu said in a low voice, "Those changed creatures, those similar flowers, although too many of them died young... but, after all, some of them passed down their bloodline!"

"Some of them are our ancestors, and some are our descendants..."

"A little mark, passed on forever in the bloodline, never dissipated..."

"It's time!"

"Burn us, extract the mark, and refine this characteristic!"

Emperor Hengyu shouted, "Start from myself!"

As he said, his blood flowed out and fell on the furnace of heaven and earth, causing the furnace to burst into endless light!

In addition, one after another, the emperors were all blood sacrificed!

They were unable to participate in that terrible war, but such a war was not only based on combat power, they could also do their part!

Who made the three-life bronze coffin spend so many years in the nine days and in one world?

Time is too long, there will always be similar flowers that are lucky enough to reproduce and spread their bloodline.

Now, the power of the blood is tempered, gathered, and exploded!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, in the furnace, flames burst out, and the horror was boundless.

A little red hair arrived first, followed by six figures, each of which stood at the top of the Immortal Emperor's domain, and almost all of them could fight against ordinary ancestors and priests!

In their bodies, the sacred and the ominous coexist harmoniously, and the two kinds of Dao fruit complement each other.

"Let us also do our part!"

"We have the purest blood of the Taoist ancestors!"

The six figures said in unison, "Moreover, apart from the ancestors, our ominous origin is the purest and richest, which is the evolution of that person's death legacy infection, refine, purify, and participate in this decisive battle!"

As they said, they seemed to have turned into firewood, burning here!

"Woo woo... Great Emperor!"

A big black dog came with tears in his eyes, staggering, with a white cloth tied on his head, and a linen shirt on his body. In front of him was a candlestick with a candle burning.

The big black dog howled as he walked, and he was very sad that his master had given his head without saying a word.

What was left was only the final creation of the Dao Fruit, the ultimate fire of the sky, the flame of the ancient universe!

The big black dog came to the furnace of heaven and earth, gnashed his teeth, and threw the candlelight into it, making this furnace extremely bright!

Special blood, extraordinary firewood, terrible flame...

Finally, this furnace of heaven and earth moved, shattering eternity, and exploded in the wave of destroying everything!

This is not the end!

"Although Huang has left, he cannot be desecrated..."

A faint sigh echoed in the world, a green willow branch cut through the eternity, a willow god descended, and an ancient bronze tower flowed with eternal brilliance, shining above her head.

That is... Huang Tower!

Although the tower body is bronze, it flows with thirty-three kinds of colors. This tower was once famous in the nine heavens, but it is already extraordinary compared to the past.

That year, it was weak and helpless, and needed to float in the fairy fire to repair the scars caused by the ancient supreme. A great emperor who had achieved enlightenment with a blue lotus could suppress his gods and use his body to open up the fairyland.

Today, it is full of food and has the honor to participate in the bitter leaf business and become one of the elders. It is worshipped by various people, all of which are leaf blood buns. It can collect various mother golds, even supreme bronze, and melt them into one to achieve the ultimate rebirth.

In the end, it carries the Dao traces and marks of a heavenly emperor, as if it is the continuation of the will of that heavenly emperor!

At this time, it was brought, and under the urging of the willow god, it broke out and attacked!

"Dang!"

A large cauldron was floating up and down, bronze in color, swallowing and spitting out the mother energy of all things, and in a trance, the universe was evolving in it.

A cute girl, right next to the cauldron, sighed, very distressed, with a little sadness.

"Little leaf...how did you really become the evil ancestor?"

The girl sighed, "I have to pull you back..."