The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 663 Everything in the world is false, only true love is the most touching!

If what Emperor Pollen said at this moment were spread, it would be enough to shatter the sky!

At some point, she accepted a gift from fate. In fact, she was led onto a terrible path to prepare for what was happening now.

After Etu on the plateau "killed" nine immortal emperors in battle, "defected" nine ancestors, and a group of quasi-immortal emperors were found out, God has become a brother in trouble. Almost all Taoist ancestors and immortal emperors are dead. He became the leader they trusted most and was the only one they could trust.

The spiritual symbol of plateau Ertu - the red-haired ancestor.

The last leader of heaven and earth - Emperor Pollen.

Without taking into account the intrusion of the Zhutian camp and the intrusion of the Huangtian Emperor, these represent the evil and justice in the world respectively.

The strongest ancestor of the Ashes sect! The biggest fire source of the Heroic Spirit Sect!

The difference is that the spiritual symbol of the Ashes sect was won by the red-haired ancestor himself, while the Pollen Emperor of the Heroic Spirit sect... seems to have been clearly arranged and forced to take office.

——Teammates offer sacrifices to the sky, and their magic power is boundless!

All the strong men in heaven were sacrificed and burned themselves to death, turning their flesh and blood into ashes and fertilizer, and their most shining spirits into pollen particles, all to fulfill the Pollen Emperor.

But if possible, Emperor Huafen would rather not have this fulfillment.

It's a pity that she has no way out, she has reached the end of her rope, and she is destined to end up on this road until the end.

The corners of Emperor Pollen's eyes were moist. She could not forget the previous conversation, which was the farewell between her comrades, relatives and friends.

"... We are all shackled from flesh and blood to souls. In this case, it is better to die standing than to live on our knees, and let us decide how we will end..."

"...Perhaps, it should have been like this a long time ago. In the fire, in the sacrifice, we will use our bloom to light up the world... I feel guilty in my heart. I have pushed forward so far for the continuation and sanctity of God. Even thinking about it, I feel like it is a despicable plan to pour strange substances into the heavens, to share and pass on the disaster... Let the flames of sacrifice burn our bodies and souls, and dissipate the sins in our hearts with them..."

"...Sister, I'm very tired... When you were still here, how could I have suffered so much? When I went out, those ten weird immortal emperors took advantage of the large number of people and beat us because of the small number of people. I suffered for countless years... Therefore, please allow me to be a little willful, entrust my own strength and belief to you, and then go to sleep, go to sleep..."

"..."

The sound of farewell seems to still be echoing in my ears.

Every Dao Ancestor and Immortal Emperor who is willing to participate in the sacrifice has one reason or another, saying that it is their own choice, so that Emperor Huafen does not have to take it to heart.

But Emperor Pollen understands that survival is the instinct of life. Who would want to die?

The reason why these Taoist ancestors and immortal emperors seek death is because they are trying their best to fulfill her, so that she can have even a slight chance of winning in the peak game!

After a long period of silence and sadness, Emperor Huafen whispered to himself, "I already have a reason why I absolutely cannot lose...I, I can't afford to lose."

"The owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation, did he have such a mentality at the beginning?"

"When he was admiring flowers and sipping tea, he would occasionally be lost in thought. What was he reminiscing about?"

"A lonely person, living in seclusion on a quiet and empty plateau, eventually passed away indifferently, burying the last traces of prehistory with him..."

"No one comes to pay homage or miss me. I am setting myself on fire while I am still alive, burning my ashes to commemorate the world without any nostalgia..."

The ashes of others were cremated after death.

The owner of the bronze coffin is different, he lives forever, never dies, and is immortal... Therefore, he was cremated while still alive!

Thinking about it, it feels overwhelming and inexplicably desolate and sad.

This seems to be self-mutilation to atone for sins, and it also seems to be reminiscing... What is supporting such emotions?

Emperor Huafen seemed to understand in a trance... When almost all the Taoist ancestors and immortal emperors in the entire heaven, in order to give her a slight chance of winning, in order to gain a little more hope for the future era, they died calmly in front of her eyes and gave their sacrifices calmly. Festival...

At that moment, her inner world went blank.

When she woke up, her face was already covered with tears.

Emperor Pollen thought that perhaps she would never be able to forget this incident or this moment forever.

No, not maybe, but definitely!

Unforgettable.

She thought about resisting, but she couldn't help herself.

Her path was more active than ever before, and even though she was the highest achiever on the Pollen Path, she couldn't control it.

It was as if there was a remnant of a colleague who was thrown into her path, which was a great help to her, but she had just recovered at that time, which was when she was at her weakest.

This colleague is only stronger than her, the Pollen Emperor!

His nickname is Human Emperor!

They are all monks who make a fuss about sacrifice, and they have all reached the level of sacrifice. The Human Emperor is even further.

Naturally, when the remnants of the Human Emperor were driven into the Pollen Road by an external force, as if it had been distorted by strange and ominous things in the past, the Pollen Road went out of control, affecting the pioneers as well.

The Taoist ancestor and the Immortal Emperor of God came into close contact with the Pollen Emperor, and got a secret from the secret. He knew that there was such a choice, and he could sacrifice himself to fulfill the Pollen Emperor.

Is there someone behind the scenes pushing this? It's no longer important at this point.

Because this is real information, it can really make Emperor Pollen stronger!

So, the next thing happened naturally.

The sacrifice was started, and the strange clan's great sacrifice ceremony naturally unfolded in her heart. It was so detailed that even a fool could understand it. It was obviously the hand of the ancestor.

Taken together, the mastermind behind the scenes is looming.

Who is most likely to master the legacy of the Human Emperor?

Of course it was the red-haired ancestor who once had a life-and-death fight with the Human Emperor!

As for the First Ancestor, Emperor Huafen has been thoroughly studied inside and out. The quality of his roads, the strength of his combat power... the whole person is transparent.

As long as there is a need, take action and get twice the result with half the effort.

And, who released the Pollen Emperor?

Or the red-haired ancestor!

Emperor Pollen understood everything, but she had no other choice but to accept the fate of being manipulated like this.

In the end, she smiled bitterly and laughed at herself.

It was a good thing to be released from prison after serving her sentence, but if she could, she would rather lie on the plateau.

Although it was occupied by a strange clan, it was still her past home. It wasn't too uncomfortable, and she didn't have to go through the most painful feelings like she did now, and she was burdened with the hopes placed on her by all the powerful men in the universe.

Unfortunately, she couldn't refuse the gift of fate.

"There are only black hands behind the scenes in the world who are causing trouble, which is really a catastrophe for the common people."

"The owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation... If you still have the most sincere thoughts in the world, please listen to my prayer and accept my call. I look forward to your response with the highest sacrifice..."

The Pollen Emperor whispered, and a handful of soil suddenly appeared.

This was also a special item that appeared on her body at an unknown time. Emperor Pollen could tell it at a glance. It was the core and most precious soil in the depths of the plateau's earth. It was mixed with the ashes of the owner of the copper coffin and had a strong influence on the strange clan. It can be called a holy object.

This is something that only the ancestors can master - because only the ancestors are entrenched in the depths of the earth, and the Immortal Emperor is not allowed to enter without permission! And this kind of soil appeared with the Emperor Pollen after his resurrection... as if he was looking forward to this moment.

"Ugh!"

Emperor Huafen sighed softly, with sadness in his eyes. He wished he could go to the plateau as soon as possible and smash the head of the ancestor... Unfortunately, after bearing the sacrifices of all the Taoist ancestors and immortal emperors, she had lost the qualification to be willful.

In the end, she sighed, unspeakable emotions agitated, it was the sacrifice of the Heavenly Dao Ancestor and the Immortal Emperor that echoed in her heart, resonating with the Huafen Road.

In a daze, time loses its meaning here.

It seemed like only a moment had passed, and it seemed like an eternity had passed.

Gradually, the pollen emperor disappeared, replaced by a fairy flower here, which took root in the soil and bloomed with fragrance.

And everything around it is also changing. This eternal unknown land has been opened up and evolved silently, and is actually turning into... a plateau!

Yes! plateau!

If a strange creature came here, they would probably be in a trance and wonder if they had returned home.

Of course, compared to the real plateau, this place is still different, because there is no ominous substance that soaks the plateau. The sun is shining brightly and the weather is just right.

This is still a pure land, constantly evolving, majestic and sacred. There is a small courtyard at the core, and a fairy flower blooms quietly in the small courtyard.

Suddenly, the fairy flower became "alive", constantly changing, ending in splendor, withering and turning into seeds, and then began to grow again, blooming beautifully... Such a continuous cycle is like reincarnation.

Flowers bloom and fade a thousand times? Ten thousand times?

Too many to count.

Until a certain moment, this plateau was blurred for a moment. If there was a sigh echoing, a living being spoke.

"One year spent similar, each year is different……"

Then, the plateau remained the same, and the sound disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

However, the fairy flower in reincarnation has been frozen. It no longer withers, but maintains the most beautiful posture, releasing fragrance and blooming gorgeously, as if it condenses all the beauty in the world!

A flower fairy gathers among the flowers, eyes closed, and resting peacefully.

"Boom!"

A figure descended on this plateau, with an unexpected expression on its face.

"Routines... true feelings..."

"This may be something that none of us can do. Only you, Emperor Pollen, can be touched by people's hearts and can also touch the hearts of others."

The figure sighed, and then said to himself, "Well, it's not entirely true. Huang can also have similar true feelings, but who made him lose this face?"

"The rest of the sacrifice...that's all, just don't talk about it."

A sad thing——

From ancient times to the present, there are not many people who can achieve the goal of worshiping the Taoist priests, and there are many of them.

Unfortunately, most people’s routines are deeper than the last!

They know very well that since ancient times, deep love cannot be retained, only tricks can win people's hearts!

There are more colorful intestines than the last.

The bottom line is also lower than the other.

Kill them all, maybe some of them are unjust.

But if you kill one and release the other, there will definitely be fish that slip through the net!

There are dragons, Jade Emperors, Taoists of Destiny, Mahayana Mountain King Buddhas, Taoist Lords, Ancient Emperors of Changheng, the Ten Ancestors, Demon Emperors, Demon Ancestors... Listing the list, I just glanced at it and had to close my eyes and put it away. He waved his hand and said - no need to look any further, just arrange the shooting list like this.

These people are either bad or stupid and bad. They are full of bad things. How can there be any good people?

If you want to find true love from them and see the beautiful existence in the world...ah! You are making things difficult for us, the ancestors and overlords of the Immortal Emperor!

It is impossible to learn well, even in this life.

A bad learner? These are all self-taught and engraved in the bones.

In the era when they were active, the world... didn't have the eyes to see it!

The sins are so deep, and the world is like a plateau consciousness. After looking at this group of people, I want to complain, "I'm tired, destroy it..."

There is no true love, and there are routines one after another.

To save a world like this...it's easy to doubt life.

Fortunately, there are some people who can still make people believe that there is truth, goodness and beauty in the world, and that the world can still be saved.

It is also their existence that greatly improves the average moral score of the priests!

However, there are fewer and fewer such people. Among the few people, there are still people who are depraved and want to eat "Ye Xue Steamed Buns".

Finally, his eyes focused on an ornamental flower.

The existence of the Pollen Emperor is so pure among this group of dark priests, he is like a white lotus emerging from the mud but unstained!

However, this white lotus must be hastened. Over time, it is easily infected by subtle influences, and the white lotus turns into a black lotus.

"For us, deep love has never been retained since ancient times. Only routine can win people's hearts."

The figure who came here smiled, "But for those who have jumped out of all this, everything in the world is false, and only true love is the most moving."

"Huafen, although you are a bit naive, your soul that has not yet had time to be influenced and assimilated by the world's routines is the most precious thing."

"Although I don't care about your strength, I still have a high regard for your soul, especially your true feelings, which can really touch special people..."

The visitor chuckled lightly, his eyes were deep, as if he saw something crucial happening.

He felt something in his heart. At this moment, he felt that all the worlds, heaven and other places, the vast world, the infinite universe, etc., were all trembling silently, as if there was a mist lingering, changing the general trend of the world and the ancient and modern patterns.

It was as if something deeply buried began to revive.

This is an existence beyond the perception of the priest. Only an existence as powerful as him and far stronger than the priest can be alert and sensitive at this moment.

"Well, it's begun..."

He whispered, looking back playfully in the direction of the world, and laughed, "I wonder how big of a surprise this move can give those chess players?"

"Tsk!"

"I hope they won't be overly surprised or frightened by then..."

"Ugh!"

"Think about it seriously, am I doing harm to others without benefiting myself?"

"That's it! That's it!"

"Let's take a look at our evil ancestor...the seeds we have sown can begin to be harvested..."