The peerless black hand that covers the sky

They are the quasi-immortal emperors of a strange clan. They are righteous and loyal to the plateau, anxious about the darkness and worrying about the ominous.

They are worried about the eternal changes in the reincarnation road. They are afraid that the originally good situation will collapse. The former soul river, the four-pole floating soil, the burial pit of the Emperor of Heaven, the ancient underworld, etc. have lost their role in the process and have been replaced by the new ones. abandoned by the era.

Therefore, they made the "difficult" decision to sow the seeds of hope in this land and open up a new outpost, a new soul river, floating soil, burial pit, and underworld!

We can learn from the sun and the moon!

This is all their sincerity!

There is absolutely no intention of setting up another mountain!

At this moment, there was light on the faces of the dark quasi-immortal emperors, and the light of loyalty shone on them.

"You are right, we should open up a new outpost on this land... Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens."

"If the opening of outposts is of no use, it will be just a waste of our efforts. At most, it will be a bit painful and tiring... But what if it happens? Then we will become the heroes who can turn the situation around and turn the tide!"

"..."

They spoke one after another, approved the previous proposal of the quasi-immortal emperor, and decisively assigned their respective tasks.

"I'll open a new burial pit!"

"The New Soul River belongs to me!"

"Four-pole floating soil? I like it very much."

"No one wants it in hell? Then I'll do it!"

"..."

As the pinnacle quasi-immortal emperor, he is only one step away from the immortal emperor, even though this step has blocked them for countless years.

However, it is not difficult to imitate the real four outposts and build a copycat version of He, Tu, Keng and Mansion.

Besides, they have “helpers”!

"This 'Lord God' is not bad and can be used in many ways."

The three-headed dog emperor fiddled with the big ball of light, "When its radiance radiates throughout the heavens, and the sky of history is shrouded in our shadow, we will easily gain the ability to modify the heavens."

"The new outposts we open up by borrowing its power can be bound to it and share its ubiquitous characteristics."

"Yes!"

The statement of the three-headed dog emperor, Mahakala, was unanimously recognized by all the emperors.

"Lord God" is so amazing.

It seems to explain the mystery of reincarnation, and it is like a dream, a great dream that lasts forever in a single thought.

By binding the four outposts to it, you can share its conveniences and even...

"We can also use this to...train our troops!"

The emperors looked at each other with sharp eyes and an astonishing edge.

"The undead that are absorbed into it are thrown into the space of the 'Lord God' and go to fight in different historical skies... This can not only speed up the growth of the 'Lord God' and annex all worlds, but also train us a team that can Soldiers of War!”

"Well, maybe we should throw away some hope?" Someone laughed, "For example, tell the undead that they fell into the eighteen levels of hell and should have suffered."

"We are kind-hearted people who are willing to give them a chance to participate in the trial of the 'Lord God'."

"Every time you clear ten world missions, the hell you are in will rise one level... until the eighteenth level of hell has passed, you will be free!"

"Hahaha!"

"I'm very curious, how brilliant can light be when you see hope in a desperate situation and pursue freedom in hell?"

"The people in the sky have been fighting against our plateau for countless years, and they have always been praising humanity... In this case, let us see how far this humanity can shine!"

"..."

These quasi-immortal emperors, with a word from you or a word from me, can easily do what the Demon Ancestor wanted to do but failed to do, and carry forward the potential of the 'Lord God' space.

In the end, they negotiated for a long time and determined their future development. For a while, they felt that the future was infinitely bright.

"Boom!"

The light of opening the sky shines, it is the remaining dark quasi-immortal emperors who are joining forces. Together they exert the power of creation and jointly open up four magnificent time and space!

In these times and spaces, the laws of each of the four outposts under the dark plateau are evolving, intertwining into a unique landscape.

This is a big project, and it must be presided over by a creature who knows the inside story of these outposts, and must not be weak... It just so happens that they can be satisfied here.

A group of pinnacle quasi-immortal emperors who have condensed their immortal bodies can occasionally even stand with one foot in the realm of immortal emperors, and they can discuss the path with the real strong ones who have reached the end of the road. Unfortunately, success is also dark, and failure is also dark, and they are blocked by ominous roads. the way forward.

After hundreds of millions of years of accumulation, it is impossible to continue to advance... But the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years is not non-existent. The knowledge, experience, and insights have all been raised to a limit, blooming here!

Vaguely, their figures blurred, and there were patches of light and rain flying in the air. That was their origin, their law, their soul, and what they had seen and heard in the past!

These light rains are like imprints, engraved on the four space-times, outlining order and painting pictures, making these time-spaces infinitely close to the original ones.

These quasi-immortal emperors have sacrificed so much that they have almost transformed themselves here, integrating their form and spirit into four pieces of time and space.

This is a record that God could not achieve in hundreds of millions of years, and it has brought so many dark quasi-immortal emperors who are at their peak into a state of near-death.

But here, under the temptation of the name "hope", they suddenly saw a twists and turns after seeing no possibility of advancement for hundreds of millions of years, making them willing to bet heavily and spend all their capital!

"Boom!"

The years are surging, and under the sky of history, the light of the "Lord God" shines and radiates.

And behind the "Lord God", four strange pieces of time and space emerged!

——There is a dark and turbid river flowing slowly, and every drop of the river water seems to have condensed a strand of dead souls, crying and mourning.

——There is cold and scattered floating soil, which is a pile of rubble after the burning of the universe. The desolate wind blows past, rolling up the embers after the fire. If there is a vague shape emerging, the "Wooing" sound of the wind, It's like these forms are wailing.

——There is a deep and hollow pit with no bottom visible. Above it, the sky is broken. Corpses fall one after another from time to time. Each corpse is accompanied by the eternal sound of sacrifice. It is they who made it. The most popular symbol in the universe, but here there are only corpses left, falling into the sinkhole, and being buried together in a mess!

——There are magnificent and majestic palaces and palaces, endless, each palace contains countless mustard worlds, and the most outstanding figures of each era have been bound in them, and the true spirit is not ignorant. They fight each other endlessly, just like raising poison, until they finally become the most ferocious Yin soldier, full of endless anger, madness, grief, hatred, unwillingness, despair, depression, regret, guilt...

When these four dark outposts and strange forbidden areas were established, one after another horrific visions emerged over the years, including blood raining from the sky, ghosts crying and gods howling...

It was as if God couldn't bear to see the cruel future and shed tears of blood.

And a dazzling beam of light burst out from a specific point in time, running through the years and illuminating the sky of a period of history.

Under the beam of light was the blank face of a former Emperor of Heaven and current Evil Lord.

——Ye Fan!

This beam of light attracted terrible visions from the years and manifested in the sea of ​​​​the world, and Ye Fan... was the core of all these visions!

Four terrifying space-time phenomena appeared vaguely, spinning around him and guarding him.

What kind of future does this seem to foreshadow - because of him, he has the fate of bleeding and floating in the sky!

"It seems we have nothing to talk about."

The "despicable" foreigner who was originally crushed by Ye Fan to assassinate the foreign guest Emperor who became enlightened completely made up his mind at this moment.

"The years are weeping blood, and the people are mourning... There is no possibility of coexistence between you and me, and one of us is destined to fall!"

The blood and bones of this quasi-immortal emperor roared, his origin burned, and he recovered from his injuries quickly. He looked at Ye Fan deeply, as if he wanted to remember every hair of the future executioner in his heart.

Then, as soon as he turned around, he escaped into the years, no matter the cost, the speed was unbelievable, just like the way of an assassin, he can escape thousands of miles without hitting a single hit!

Ye Fan raised his hand, as if he wanted to retain or intercept... but he couldn't do anything in the end.

Because of his heart.

He is confused.

He is confused. He is confused.

What kind of pot is there... No, is there another sin that he doesn't know about yet?

Ye Fan was puzzled.

He looked at the lingering vision surrounding him, the bloody light shining through the past and present, and his lips murmured.

"I think... I might be able to explain a thing or two?"

"Is there a possibility?"

"This is just a vision of my practice, doesn't it represent the actual sins committed?"

Ye Fan whispered.

Seeing these four strange phenomena, the river, the floating soil, the sinkhole, the underworld... he felt an indescribable throbbing.

——This scene is destined for him!

Because previously, he attained enlightenment in the desperate situation of life and death, and clearly understood the secret of his golden elixir method to defeat kings and become emperors. It was precisely in the endless reincarnation of the universe, in the singularity of continuous creation and destruction, leaving behind the traces of reincarnation. Traces, jumping out of the endless cycle of the universe.

He has deduced that there should be a place where the souls of all living beings return, there should be a burial place for the Emperor of Heaven, there should be a place where the universe burns sacrifices, there should be a palace where past events are recorded...

After thinking about it like this, and then looking at these visions, I just feel that they are so pleasing to the eye and so in line with my heart.

What bad thoughts could he, Ye Fan, have?

He has always been the one to suffer in pioneering the path of spiritual practice!

pity.

Sigh.

There are many misunderstandings in the world.

There are also various "coincidences".

Even if Ye Fan wanted to defend himself, he didn't know where to start.

of course.

Soon, Mark also lost his mind to defend himself.

Because there is inspiration flowing out like a spring, flowing in my heart, and it can't be stopped no matter what.

Those are all about the construction ideas of the soul river, floating soil, burial pits, and underworld, and how to integrate them into the golden elixir method to truly confirm reincarnation from the inside out!

It was as if these visions were not mere visions, but "future" Tao fruits belonging to Ye Fan, gifts from heaven, and free lunches.

Touched by this, Ye Fan was temporarily intoxicated, and finally managed to get rid of it temporarily with great concentration.

"I need to retreat and sort out my inspiration."

He muttered to himself, looking back at the endless army of darkness, thinking for a while before making a decision.

Then, all I saw was darkness like a tide, submerging every piece of the sea.

The direction of the army is the dam, the pure land of light.

And a fairyland became his temporary destination.

This made the creatures in that fairyland panic.

"The culprit of the blood sacrifice of billions of universes landed on the dam!"

"The executioner who slaughters the common people is approaching our world!"

"The cruel and vicious evil lord has entered the pure land of light!"

"The Ye Xian King broke through the border guarding the world."

"Emperor Ye Tian ordered all the Taoist priests in our realm to come and see him."

"The supreme god, who shocks the past and shines upon the present, and is the only one from all eternity, opens a glorious era for our world today!"

Brilliant light illuminating eternity.

Ye Fan temporarily suppressed his desire to return home in fine clothes, and invisibly avoided a beating that would make him doubt his life.

He stationed his army in the fairyland fragments adjacent to Jiutian. The terrifying army worked together to build an immortal fairy city for Ye Fan. He sat in it, reflecting and summarizing.

In the past few days, too many things had happened, and one twist after another made him confused.

Now, he needs to review and figure out the various causes and consequences.

At the same time, he also needs to accumulate his cultivation and release his inspiration.

"Four wonders... breaking a king and becoming an emperor..."

Ye Fan calmed his mind and watched the surge of inspiration. His current state was too incredible. Many obstacles and levels that could not be broken were broken like paper with just one poke.

In the realm of the Immortal King, he is sublimating at a high speed. Every quarter of an hour passes, and there is an improvement visible to the naked eye!

……

“The key to shaking up reincarnation is both internal cultivation and external realization.”

"External evidence, no need to say more, just copy the original pattern of reincarnation, find strong men to work hard, and create miracles."

"Internal cultivation is a practice method, a path of evolution, a path of practice that can truly shake the original matter and affect the owner of the bronze coffin in the third generation who is in a strange state."

“And for all of this, it’s best to have a bridge to connect them together.”

"One person became this bridge."

"Yes!"

"That's our Ye Fan, Emperor Ye Tian, ​​Lord Ye Evil!"

Impassioned words came from the mouth of a Buddha.

This is the Zizai Wangfo who was on Ye Fan's blacklist and left a mark in his wonderful life.

At this moment, he pointed at the universe and talked about the years, "Whose space is the 'Lord God'?"

"It's our Daoist fellow Xiaoye!"

"It was the hard-earned money he saved from his dream of eternal brand reincarnation. I took 70% of it and kept it for him... Then he found the right time to invest and operate, and finally successfully went public, and won the favor of some rich people on the plateau, allowing them to The investment of selling kidneys and blood, smashing pots and selling iron!”

"Every time they contribute to the 'Main God', they are indirectly helping our Emperor Ye Tian to make great progress, giving him endless inspiration on the road to creating the four restricted areas!"

"This is a connection at the level of cause and effect. The 'Lord God' is him, and he is the 'Lord God'...the two are one, and internal cultivation and external certification are nothing more than this!"

"So... when the time comes, the sins of the 'Lord God' will also be counted on him?"

An empress touched her chin and made the most crucial addition.