The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

It seems that there is no need for any doubt. This era belongs to Ye Fan. In terms of single combat, no one in the world can get an advantage in front of him or in the same realm.

After suffering, one will eventually become a superior person.

Ye Fan, who has suffered for most of his life, has tasted the sweetness now.

The residual spirit of the ancient overlord is lingering, and the heroes of the time can only look up to his back, and do not have the ability to challenge him.

When such a Ye Fan moves strongly, he strikes the eternal silence like the other shore. Wherever he passes, the void collapses and the time explodes. He is lawless and unrestrained. Even if he only has the realm of the Immortal Emperor, he is like a supreme priest in the conquest. Ordinary ancestors will be killed in front of him!

Ye Fan, he temporarily gave up the reflection of the Divine Emperor and turned to solve the person who created the problem.

The vague figure seemed to be moved by this. The mysterious other shore that was originally shining in the world was dimming and fading at a very fast speed, as if it was afraid of Ye Fan's fighting power and was unwilling to compete with him.

It can be seen that in a trance, the other shore seemed to have become the real "other shore", separated by eternity, like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and difficult to touch.

"Want to leave? Too late!"

Ye Fan roared, "The moment you appeared in my eyes, the cause and effect of you and me were connected together. Even if it spans eternity, I will kill you!"

"Reincarnation Road, give me... suppress it!"

With a loud roar, a road emerged in the eternal void and penetrated it!

The source of the road is Ye Fan. From his majestic body, a road was cut out, which is his evolutionary road!

Golden Pill Method, Reincarnation Road!

The road that was cut fell under his feet. Ye Fan stood on the road. One step was one era. He rushed fiercely and powerfully, using the road as a bridge to cross the so-called eternity and the so-called nothingness, and finally reached the other side!

Even if the other side was faint, when the road of reincarnation came through, the illusion was anchored into reality and could not be escaped. The vague figure standing in it had to face the torture of an iron fist!

Boom!

One punch!

Nothingness and eternity were broken, and there was earth, water, fire and wind emerging, and all things in time and space were being created, subverting the tranquility and pattern of this eternal land!

The moment he landed here, Ye Fan understood something... This place can be said to be the most special place in the world, perhaps it can be called the end of reincarnation, and it is the afterimage of rebirth!

Similarly, it is also the source of the birth of pollen particles, which are the fundamental pollen evolution path.

When people are killed, they will die.

When people die, they will go to reincarnation.

In this process, pollen particles are born.

Reincarnation is like a millstone. All the pasts of people dying like lights are crushed in the millstone of reincarnation. The life of countless creatures is so insignificant and not worth mentioning under the order of reincarnation.

There is no sympathy, no care, too many so-called obsessions and regrets, all disappear with the wind.

But there are exceptions.

For example, the courage, faith, and pride that transcend the individual and illuminate all souls can be preserved in this process, and even under the grinding of the millstone of reincarnation, they can obtain qualitative changes, just like steel tempered by a hundred times!

In the end, they become the most extraordinary spiritual particles.

Spiritual particles were originally nameless until the rise of the pollen emperor in the world, named them, and developed a whole system of practice based on them, which is the pollen road.

Pollen particles, they are precipitated in the world, seeming to be everywhere, everywhere, and scattered.

However, it is like reincarnation!

There are hundreds of millions of reincarnation roads, radiating the world, and pollen particles... naturally the same!

Because, their original source is the same!

For example, the real reincarnation path of the underworld is the path that a living being has walked. Pollen... or the sacrifice represented by pollen, the courage, faith, and passion, at the beginning, there was also a living being that shone the most, and even affected the realm of cultivation, twisting the rules in the ultimate leap of transcendence, either sneaking across or joining!

To revive in extinction, to rise in ruins, one must have the passion to go forward even if there are thousands of people, the courage to give up everything, and the unshakable faith that will always exist in the heart!

This is the spirit that a living being once had, which turned into the most incredible pollen particles, and is the light of His soul.

However, with its self-immolation and eternal silence, this light has also dimmed and settled in the deepest part of the world.

However, perhaps it is an instinct, favoring the heroes who fight against weirdness and ominousness, so pollen is scattered in the world, becoming an exception in reincarnation. It is said that when people die, they are like lights, and their obsessions become empty, but some noble virtues are preserved, and in a sense, an alternative immortality of spirit and thought is realized.

Although people are dead, their spirits, their thoughts, their ideas, their courage, passion, and beliefs are deposited in countless corners of the world, dancing with all spirits.

They have eternal life!

Eternal life, eternal silence.

The pollen particles that have gained eternal life in spirit and thought can only be pollen particles.

They have been wiped out by reincarnation before they died!

After reincarnation, perhaps the true spirit of that spiritual seed is still the same, but just as people cannot step into the same river twice, once the previous life is buried, there is no cause and effect!

The once great and noble "I" was finally annihilated under the waves of time and reincarnation, and passed away forever.

Perhaps, this is the price, the price of "eternal life", to freeze the most brilliant light of life forever at that moment.

Even though millions of years have passed, I have not forgotten my "original intention", but I am destined to have only this "original intention".

Until...

Someone left.

And...someone took over.

What left was the most powerful and shining sacrificial heart in the world, the source of all the pollen particles in the world, and the "heart" left by the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations.

He revived and reappeared from here, the deepest place in the world, amid the repeated calls of the pollen emperor who was beaten all over his head, and set off the most terrible battle, blowing up the ten ancestors, taking away the plateau consciousness, and clearing the door.

He left, but the traces he left behind were captured by later generations, tracing the roots, stepping into this place, influencing and transforming, to achieve a certain purpose.

The pollen particles that are immortal but frozen finally ushered in variables, which are version upgrades.

The frozen splendor began to flow, perhaps the beginning of a brilliant era, or perhaps the beginning of a blasphemous era.

In the dead silence, the flowers of the other shore are blooming. An immortal butterfly that embraces the sacred and the weird, has the ability to reflect, has undergone transformation, and is professionally matched is working diligently. It dances in the sea of ​​flowers and leaps on the fingertips of the blurred figure until its creditor comes to kill it.

Ye Fan came to save it and help it escape from the suffering of 007. It was moved.

However, Ye Fan's plan of saving first and then killing made it speechless.

However, it does not need to resist, because the creatures who now occupy this eternal land will fight for it!

In an instant, the light that swept through the past, present and future submerged this place. Facing Ye Fan's iron fist, a sword finger pierced out and pointed at the fist tip. The supreme power collided. In just a moment, the figures of the two strong men were trembling, and countless blood mists exploded!

It was evenly matched!

The ripples that tore through everything were rippling, turning the surging earth, water, fire and wind into nothingness, but the sea of ​​flowers only fell violently and rose again, without damaging the roots.

Moreover, after being stained with the blood of the two powerful men, they became more red and bright, revealing a vigorous vitality.

Boom!

Ye Fan took a big step back and was almost driven out of this place, but his eyes were full of light, and he didn't care about the blood flowing like a stream. He just said in a deep voice, "With such a realm and such combat power, you are definitely not an unknown person. You give me a sense of familiarity, as if you are an old friend."

"Who are you? Show me your true face, let me take a closer look!"

He was guessing something, doubting something, his eyes were bright, as if he wanted to penetrate the fog that enveloped the mysterious figure.

The mysterious figure was silent, but the fog became more turbulent.

This seemed to confirm Ye Fan's guess, but he couldn't make a precise conclusion.

The feeling of déjà vu became clearer and clearer, but thinking about the past, one figure after another was picked out for comparison, and none of them looked like each other.

But after denying everything, in the void, another idea emerged, and in a trance, it seemed that many figures overlapped together and became the person in front of him.

"Interesting... Very interesting..."

Ye Fan whispered, "The origin of pollen, the end of reincarnation, but there is such a variable, it is really a big surprise."

"I must have seen you in the past, but I can't remember who you are... Either I am old and my memory is not good, or you are an acquaintance of mine who has transformed, and the origin, breath, and avenue have all changed."

Ye Fan laughed and threw the question to the other side, "What do you think is the possibility?"

The man didn't answer, but Ye Fan asked and answered himself.

"I have longed for a person for a long time. Since the beginning of my practice, I have been entangled with him in cause and effect."

"You can say that in a sense, he is half my master and taught me a special scripture."

"It's a pity that my half master is not a good person. He was wise all his life, but in the end he joined the "Kuye Sect" that was a disaster for me."

"In the end, we met with swords and fought to the death."

"I survived, but he died in a hearty battle."

"Of course, to reach his level, he must have some unique skills, and perhaps he can survive with a glimmer of hope, Recover after a long period of recuperation."

"But at least, he will not be able to stir up trouble in a short period of time, and he will not be my opponent."

Ye Fan said leisurely, "That's the theory."

"But I suddenly remembered an old story."

"My half-master once had an excellent performance. I am not afraid of his life, but I am afraid of his death."

"Especially, while he was dying, he burst out pollen particles, letting the pollen body fight with the mastermind who affected his life, splashing blood all over him."

"How could such a creature end so easily today? There must be variables, or it should be here."

"Are you talking? Emperor Huang Tian!"

Ye Fan shouted softly!

He stared at the figure shrouded in mist with a fiery gaze, as if he had seen through the mist.

"I'm not Huang."

Finally, the figure shrouded in mist spoke, very hoarsely, but it was hard to tell that he was similar to the former Emperor Huang Tian. "But you are indeed the Xie Zu."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ye Fan smiled, "You are not Huang!"

"It seems that I want to congratulate you for breaking free from the shackles and dying."

"But you must also know that although Xie Zu and I are both called Ye Fan, Xie Zu was exiled long ago, and the one standing here is me, the Great Dream Immortal."

Ye Fan smiled.

"Great Dream... Who can you fool?" the man said.

"I never wanted to fool everyone." Ye Fan just smiled, "I'm just fooling this world and this world."

"Frame-ups require evidence."

"Now, the cause and effect converge. Whoever is burdened with the heinous cause and effect will be the evil ancestor."

"Those who can't see through it have no ability to confront me."

"Those who can see through it, how many are qualified to settle accounts with me?"

"They are more evil than each other!"

"In the struggle for the great way, those who want to kill me will not stop just because I am kind to others."

"Similarly, even if I am full of evil, as long as I can sweep the world, even moral gentlemen can only remain silent."

"In today's world, there are not many people who can be my opponents..." Ye Fan sighed, "Emperor Huang Tian, ​​you can barely be considered one."

"But you alone are not enough..."

"If you don't have a helper, you can't occupy this place today... I think this place is destined for me."

Ye Fan said.

"Helpers..." The blurred figure sighed, "As you said, there are many dark strong men in this world, stirring up troubles and doing evil. The strange clan pales in comparison to them. How many helpers can I find?"

"If I associate with them, I'm afraid I'll be sold out by them and have to count money for them..."

A sigh, so much helplessness is in it, the world is going downhill, people's hearts are not as good as before... No, that "world" has never been higher, it has always been so low, there are people cutting leeks everywhere, only a few top strong men have a little principle, but most of them end up not very beautiful.

"But..."

"Speaking of this place, it is indeed not destined for fellow Taoists, and it is difficult to force it."

The fog rolled, persuading Ye Fan to retreat.

Ye Fan just smiled, "This depends on strength."

As he smiled, the expression on his face gradually stiffened and solidified.

"I think so too."

A whisper came from another place, accompanied by a roaring sword whistle, and a sword formation suppressed the four directions, just like that!

Ye Fan's face changed, and he took a deep breath, "Lingbao!"

He turned around suddenly and saw the real owner, a Taoist standing in front of a sword gate, wearing a Taoist robe, and bowed to this place from a distance, "Fellow Daoist Ye, long time no see."

Just seeing this creature, Ye Fan felt that his soul was in phantom pain.

It's not that he has a strong strength, but that he once had a sword that was unparalleled in the world, freeing him from reincarnation, which made Ye Fan unforgettable to this day and smelled the deepest breath of death.

In fact, at that time, Ye Fan could really be said to be dead!

It's just that there was an "existence" who died for him, so that Ye Fan survived by chance.

Others were careful to control the strength of the bitter leaves, keeping Ye Fan hovering on the edge of life and death.

Only Lingbao Tianzun at that time did not take it lightly.

Of course, Ye Fan also needs to thank that sword for cutting off some shackles for him. From then on, I am myself, not a similar flower to others.