The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

Thinking about it carefully, he was extremely frightened, making Zhu Qiang's scalp numb and his hair standing on end.

An "ultimate human emperor" who was born as a result of sacrifice will always remember the blood and tears of the world in his heart. He will use this as the cornerstone of his self-positioning and clarify his life goals - he was born to defeat the strange and end the tragedy!

All of His power and all of His goals in life revolve around the sworn enemy until the enemy is destroyed.

At that time, He will undo all the sacrifices, reset all tragedies, and teach the sun and moon to create a new sky, a world where no "coffin" has ever wreaked havoc.

The restart was successful, all the sadness disappeared, and the past events and names recorded on the monument became blank.

Can……

In a world where there is no "coffin", the person carrying the "monument" has lost its meaning.

After the restart of the world and all living beings, no one can recall the endless sadness of the past, so they welcome the new world without any burden.

But there is a person who stands between the old and new worlds, with an empty inner world.

His mission has been completed, and the monuments imprinted on the world have lost their meaning, because without sacrifice, there is no need to remember.

Naturally, no one knows his story anymore, just like a lonely ghost wandering in a new and peaceful world.

Perhaps, he could see familiar faces again, comrades-in-arms, relatives, and even remind them of the countless battles they had experienced, fighting to the point of despair and sorrow again and again, until they fell into eternal silence. Got peace.

The battle with the "coffin" must be extremely tragic and cruel. If not, how could a supreme "ultimate human emperor" be forced out?

Such an experience was filled with so much blood and tears that it was unbearable to look back. Even recalling it was a great pain and torture.

At that time, the emperor who saved everything and reset the sacrifice could not bear to awaken this painful memory of his relatives and friends?

Perhaps, with a desolate sigh, He gave up and looked at the most familiar stranger living a carefree life in the new era of heaven and earth, while he turned around and left, burying the sorrow and desolation of the past forever in the In my own heart, I am in self-exile.

There is no monument in the world.

But there is another monument standing in the heart of the most powerful person, allowing him to become the tombkeeper of the old era.

In front of you is a colorful new world; behind you is the desolate past that was buried; in the middle is the supreme human emperor who has been arbitrary for all eternity!

Until one day, the most powerful person who arbitrated everything, the tombkeeper who wandered around the world, was tired of the heaviness in his heart. He sighed softly and chose to die - as the last remnant of the old era!

Perhaps, He hoped to leave everything behind and gain eternal peace.

Or maybe, holding on to a ray of thought, he wanted too much, and dreamed back to his original beginning in the eternal dream, with the same story background, but without that miserable and fighting life... There, there was nothing The "Ultimate Human Emperor" is just a carefree young man.

This state of mind is so complex that it is difficult to describe. It may only resonate with a certain Emperor who "loved drinking animal milk".

At that time, there was a Heavenly Emperor named Huang. After he first became an Immortal Emperor, he looked back on the past and walked through the old roads to explore the touches, laughter and laughter of the past.

He even used the supreme power to walk the long river of time just to go back to the past, his own boyhood, and the once peaceful Stone Village.

He watched his young self running wildly, being happy and laughing non-stop; watching his young self being naughty and walking with his friends... As he watched, the Immortal Emperor shed tears.

Those were the happiest years ever. My cultivation may not be strong, but I was the most carefree.

Now after countless hardships, he is finally invincible in heaven and earth. A single thought can overturn the past, present and future, and can also reflect the eternal world... But so what?

To which patient can I confide the complex melancholy in my heart... ah no, to whom?

It’s extremely cold at high places.

Those who know me tell me that I am worried; those who don’t know me tell me what I want. Long sky, who is this?

It’s better to go back!

An inexplicable sadness swept through the world silently, making Zhu Qiang shiver.

They saw in a trance——

A supremely powerful man who was tired of the world but was born... He was originally born with a "tablet" on his back, but in the end he built a coffin for himself instead of leaving a monument.

Is it because He didn’t know how to leave a monument, record his life, and write an epitaph?

Maybe not.

It’s just that He chose to let it go, bury the unbearable past in his heart, and sacrifice the traces of the old era with his own existence!

On the way of sacrifice, the past, present, and future were sacrificed, and oneself was sacrificed again!

Over and over again, from something to nothing, from nothing to something, and then to nothing, over and over again, until it finally disappears!

Zhu Qiang's heart trembled.

What the Human Emperor said...is this the truth about the birth of the strange and ominous source?

The showdown between "coffin" and "monument" has already been staged? !

This isn't actually the first time? But the old things that have been reincarnated? !

They looked dazed, almost as if they were in a dream.

In that dream, they seemed to see an elegant man, whose face was not clear, and they could only feel the loneliness and melancholy in his eyes, and he whispered to himself.

"I'm tired of this world... I don't have any ill intentions... I'm calling... I just want to ask... to help me get rid of..."

"Maybe I want too much, or maybe I want nothing and want to leave everything behind. Unfortunately, I have forgotten..."

This happened very suddenly and inexplicably. It disappeared in a flash and ceased to exist. It was like a ghost!

"Ding-deng-deng!"

The strong men trembled, and some people kept retreating.

Even the weakest existence here, who can be called the Immortal Emperor of All Ways in the world, is still frightened by this kind of "ghost story", and the two sides are fighting!

Until a cold shout exploded on the battlefield outside the world, erasing all the "ghost talk" visions.

"That's nonsense!"

It’s the red-haired ancestor!

At this moment, he can be called the "Materialist Saint", and he sneered at the words of the Human Emperor, "You are talking nonsense, trying to mess up the Taoist heart of my weird clan?"

"What the 'Ultimate Human Emperor' is, it's a joke..." He shook his fists, and his boundless power surged. That kind of fierce power was simply trampling all the world under his feet, "Human Emperor, your ability to spread rumors is good, I'm impressed. His abilities aren’t bad either…but what’s fake is just fake!”

"Your logic cannot explain that the origin of my strange clan is the ashes of the third generation copper coffin owner... What? Can you, the human emperor, still burn out the original matter after your death?!"

As he said that, the red-haired ancestor seemed a little stuck.

Because...

The human emperor in front of him has the core of an ancestor!

After a pause, the "Red-Haired Ancestor" continued as if nothing had happened, "The Ultimate Human Emperor burned out the original matter and turned into the shape of his once greatest enemy... Oh, will the dragon slayer finally become an evil dragon?"

"That's bullshit!"

He waved his fist indifferently, "Are you putting yourself on the head of my weird clan?"

"Human emperors are passed down from generation to generation? What do you want to explain?"

"The so-called ultimate human emperor, does he want to kowtow to you and call you father? Or is he emperor grandpa?"

"I will use this to replace the pillars, replace the identity and background of the supreme source of my weird clan, and step on the top... Ha!"

"Target shooting in the void, just showing off your words!"

"Human Emperor, your skills are at a loss!"

The red-haired ancestor looks like he is very angry - it is our duty to maintain the reputation of being weird!

Dare to touch porcelain?

die!

"boom!"

The red-haired ancestor's black hair was scattered, his eyes were filled with cold lightning, and he struck with a pair of iron fists, breaking all the past, present and future!

That kind of supreme fist movement is simply invincible. Even though the Human Emperor tried his best to resist, he was ultimately defeated. His body was disintegrating and exploding. The bright blood turned into smoke and nothingness, spreading all over the ancient and modern worlds. The figure is also disillusioned!

"You're scared!"

The human emperor's soul light was constantly dissipating. Even though he was defeated by the ancestor and was about to be killed to eternal silence, he was still so calm and fearless of life and death.

"Otherwise, why bother arguing?"

"Don't you dare bet!"

"This gives me a little more hope and expectation for latecomers to defeat Weirdness..."

He said leisurely, his words echoing throughout the world, "Maybe we can overturn the plateau without sacrificing too much."

"Perhaps, our sacrificial spirit can shock and resonate with the owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation, allowing him to regain his original intention, take action behind the scenes, help the world's heroes, stand on a higher realm with a transcendent attitude, and defeat the plateau..."

"When that day comes, will you still be as tough-talking as you are now?"

The Human Emperor suddenly laughed.

"Why not!" The red-haired ancestor remained fierce, "If so, I will wait for Him to come!"

"It's just a great emperor!"

"Don't you know that in today's world, the only sun of my weird family is the great and noble plateau consciousness that has the same holy essence as before!"

He spoke for a day and a day, and the plateau consciousness was lifted to the sky.

In and out of words, for the sake of plateau consciousness, he could wield his sword against the owner of the copper coffin!

What a loyal and virtuous ancestor!

Bronze Coffin Master, no.

Plateau awareness, okay!

Look at this realization.

It was enough to shame the other nine ancestors into being, and made Plateau Consciousness, who suddenly became worried because of the Human Emperor's "nonsense" stirring up the world, suddenly feel at peace.

As the power channel left by the owner of the third generation copper coffin in the world, the plateau consciousness is afraid of it... He is afraid that one day, the owner of the third generation copper coffin will wake up and take back his power. At that time, he will really be incapable of death. born!

Even if there was a slight chance that the owner of the bronze coffin might be committing suicide, he would still pounce on him and press the coffin board to death!

Even if you can't win, you have to fight and fight to the end!

In such a predicament, there is an ancestor who still unswervingly expressed his stance and stood firm for the plateau consciousness... This moved the plateau consciousness.

After being moved, He was sad.

Although the red-haired ancestor refuted the Human Emperor's rhetoric as worthless and called it nonsense, it seemed that he didn't take it to heart at all. No matter what kind of terrifying ultimate Human Emperor he created, or whether he resonated with the three dead people. The owner of the bronze coffin wants to kill the Human Emperor.

He is fearless and dares to challenge no matter how powerful the enemy is, fighting to the last drop of blood for the plateau.

However, the plateau awareness cannot be ignored!

After all, is the owner of the copper coffin... really dead?

I don’t even have a bottom line in my plateau consciousness!

The Immortal Emperor can never forget it, and there will be a response.

The way of sacrifice exists, it is dead but not dead, it hides the sky and crosses the sea, and it steals the sky and changes the sun.

What's more, on the altar of sacrifice?

Perhaps all it takes is a resonance of state of mind, which somehow matches the mentality of the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations, and this unimaginable power rises from its coffin!

"perhaps……"

The plateau consciousness thought carefully and used its flexible and intelligent brain, "Should we use another method to deal with it?"

As he thought, the mist swept through the depths of the Earth and touched a statue. It was the full-length statue of the red-haired ancestor!

…

"If there is trouble on the plateau, I will fight for it! If there is a war on the plateau, I will fight!"

The red-haired ancestor is still shouting in the battlefield outside the world, "I am invincible", supporting the plateau consciousness, and he keeps making heroic speeches for this purpose.

Hold high the banner of plateau awareness and scold the owner of the copper coffin for his passing.

He is uncompromising, firm-willed, and ruthless. He just wants to kill everyone in the world and wash the world with blood. He doesn't care whether such a sacrifice will create the next terrifying human emperor.

"Sacrifice? Dream? They will all be trampled on!"

The red-haired ancestor walked like a dragon and a tiger, "My plateau consciousness is invincible in the heaven and the world. How can it be matched by the so-called ultimate human emperor?"

"You don't even need the great plateau consciousness to take action. I, the red-haired ancestor, am your insurmountable chasm!"

He emphatically emphasized, don’t be fooled by His face, remember – if you have any hatred, look for the red hair!

"It's not just you, the Human Emperor..." He traced an inexplicable trajectory with one hand, killing the Human Emperor until his soul was shattered. The other hand stretched out, covering the sky with one hand, covering the world, grabbing the Jade Emperor and the Road of Destiny. Lord, there are the Ancient Emperor, the Burial Master, the Butcher and others!

"And you, the phantoms of the past... It's you who are hunting our ancestors, challenging the weaknesses of my nine colleagues, trying to corrode their loyalty to the great plateau consciousness, and making them go astray step by step. Bar?"

"Today, I will kill them all to help my colleagues clear their origins!"

"Die!"

He said coldly, and killed him, saying that it was all for the good of the other ancestors, and there was absolutely no personal grudge in it.

The Jade Emperor and others changed their colors and took action at the same time. Even if they tried to help the Human Emperor by using the most underhanded methods, each of them still had residual combat power. At this moment, they exploded, causing the world to collapse and be completely ruined!

But, it’s useless!

Even if the red-haired ancestor needs one hand to suppress the murderous emperor, he is still invincible in the world!

"puff!"

The Jade Emperor sacrificed his blood to the sea!

"boom!"

The Master of Destiny is blood-stained in the soul river!

"Crack!"

There was an ancient emperor with his eyebrows broken and his heart broken, and he fell to the sky!

The red-haired ancestor is killing, killing in large numbers, that kind of murderous intention, that kind of efficiency, too terrible, too terrifying... Maybe, these old immortal emperor overlords will have to die in front of the Human Emperor, leaving their mark on the monument. First name!

As for the God, Sacrifice Sea, Soul River, etc. that they worked so hard for... people are dead, so why should they care about these?

Outside the world, there is endless rain of blood falling, and the source cannot be found. It is miserable and miserable.

"They are all dead...all going to be buried..."

The immortal emperors in the sky were wiped out by the aftermath, and they were all on the verge of death. They lay in the ruins, losing their joy and sorrow.

The red-haired ancestor passed across the world with one palm, blocking all the light.

Until a certain moment, another palm split open the ancient time and space and stretched out from a desperate place!

There, there was countless floating dust, like ashes and embers piled up!

——Four poles of floating soil!