The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 731 After surviving the calamity, he became transcendent!
At the critical moment when the Demon Emperor sought to "sacrifice the world", variables occurred. He suffered the most terrible sniper attack and was ambushed!

The dazzling blood light burst out, with wisps of transcendent light contained within, filling the air with a red haze, and even among the infinite light, it had a unique charm.

Unfortunately, this contained the great sorrow of a peerless figure, and someone attacked and killed him!
In the transcendent light that sweeps across the world, everything is invisible, the secrets of heaven are cut off, and even the identity of the person who made the move is hard to know.

But one thing is certain, that is definitely not an ordinary person, maybe not even one person, otherwise how could he hurt a powerful figure like the Demon Emperor, the strongest person among the transcendents?
Apart from the existence above the sacrificial path, he is the strongest in the world... But even such a creature, when the destiny of the world is disordered and disaster strikes, there are people who stab him in the back, stabbing him several times!

The Demon Emperor was angry and he was roaring. From the sound of his roar, one could tell how sad and angry this supreme powerful man was.

The best time, the most critical node of "Sacrifice to the World", theoretically a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that can only appear when squeezing the Pollen Emperor to the extreme, is actually missed like this... Who can stay calm? !
"Roar!"

The Demon Emperor roared. He seemed to be holding on and struggling. He didn't care that he was seriously injured. He dragged his injured body to fight for the chance of transcendence.

But, in the end, I missed it.

In the next moment, the heaven and earth stopped moving, time stopped, the void stopped moving...everything was frozen in death.

In such a field, one can see with the naked eye that the transcendent light that is sweeping across the world is fading away little by little, like a light source moving away, from originally illuminating the world like a blazing sun to becoming an inconspicuous star in the distant starry sky.

Even though the starlight is bright, after crossing an endless distance, its former brilliance is no match for the light of a firefly.

However, here, what separates them is not space, but time, era, history, and the "ruins" that were cut off, isolated, and buried by an almighty figure!
The plateau consciousness and the "Master of the Bronze Coffin" crossed over into prehistoric times, and their battlefield shifted, heading towards that world!

All this happened in an instant, with only a split second to react. When people came to their senses, the thin, dim, transcendent light seemed to reveal something.

At the same time, people also saw, in the world that had become clear again, a bloody figure was running, chasing the light that disappeared in an instant, chasing towards nothingness!
It’s the Demon Emperor!
He ran wildly, and with one step he transcended time. He had no idea how many epochs he had crossed and how many eras he had gone through!

His aura was not concealed in the slightest; it was overwhelming and extremely strong, influencing the rise and fall of eternal eras, and leaving a strong mark in the historical myths of countless civilizations and countless ethnic groups.

"Once upon a time there was a god who chased the sun!"

At this moment, the Demon Emperor had an indescribable determination. He tried his best and pursued that hope to the death.

The abundant, overflowing emotions, thousands of words, all turned into one sentence -

"I'm not in the car yet! I'm not in the car yet!"

However, it cannot be said that this effect is non-existent. It can only be said that it seems to make the car go faster!

It was as if there was an invisible tacit understanding that they couldn't bear to see a wolf like the "Red-haired Ancestor" seize the opportunity to achieve the Way of Sacrifice and thus transcend in one fell swoop... or, it could be said that this was the case with a certain group of ten ancient immortal emperors and overlords, who were equally disliked.

Now, it's just that someone has run into a gun and is being used as an example to scare the monkeys.

Can understand.

For the hero who had the belief in saving the world, even though he himself had sores on his head, pus and black blood on his feet in his later years, his original intention was good, it was just that his ashes were chanted incorrectly.

How can they be like those ten people?

There is unspeakable darkness in the deepest part of the heart. It is impossible to learn it well. They are born to be the top bad guys, each one is more treacherous than the other. Even if ten people kill nine, there will always be one that slips through the net!
As for the strange and ominous planner, the highland consciousness of the great priest of the world... although He is very bad and a real executioner, as a big villain, He can be bad, but his subordinates cannot!

In the past, there were ten great ancestors who all bullied him for being an unborn baby with underdeveloped intelligence. They conspired with the ancient emperors and overlords, deceived their superiors in various ways, enriched themselves, and carried a strange banner while trying their best to put the benefits into their own pockets... How could this be tolerated?
The original intention of plateau consciousness is to take the path of sustainable sacrifice. Although we are harvesting the world, we do not want to drain the pond and catch everything in one net.

Even when casting a net and catching fish in the world, one must know when to stop.

However, His thoughts were misinterpreted, His original intentions were twisted, and he was directly caught in the "net of extinction". He wished to clean up the world completely, and in the end, it all enriched the Soul River, the Heavenly Emperor's burial pit, the floating soil of the four poles, and the ancient underworld!

Now that things have come to this, looking back, Gao Yuan can only sigh and feel powerless to care about anything else, otherwise he would have crushed these bastards one by one and turned them into ashes!

It is rare that light and darkness, sacredness and ominousness, reach a consensus and have a tacit understanding in silence. Some people should be arrested, and it would be best to kill them directly in prehistoric times.

For some people, the door has to be welded shut to prevent them from entering!
The Demon Emperor's ultimate pursuit is always just a thin line away, and this line is the gap between him and the path of sacrifice. It is only a thin line, but it is like a chasm that seems impossible to cross.

Even if the light of transcendence is condensed and covers the whole body, it cannot be considered true transcendence after all.

So here, we can only watch helplessly. Hope seems to be within reach, but it is like the moon in the water or the flower in the mirror, which is out of reach.

But is the Demon Emperor someone who would just accept his fate?
If the road is blocked, use your fist to open it!

"boom!"

He's on fire!
The flames, draped over his body, burned from the inside out, using his existence as fuel, blooming to the utmost.

In the firelight, a blurry shadow of a road emerged. This is... the road of evolution!

The evolutionary path of bloodline law!

At this moment, he no longer concealed anything, no longer lied, and showed his true colors.

Of course, long before that, no one among the world's top powers believed that he was the "Red Hair Ancestor" - thanks to his "good friends", who kept spreading the rumor, and they couldn't dispel it.

At this moment, the appearance of this evolutionary path only makes people feel that it is natural, and the last bit of doubt no longer exists.

In the flames, the path of evolution burns, illuminating eternity.

The Demon Emperor stopped and said with an unexpected calm expression, "My descendants..."

He sensed something and caught a hint of movement in the void.

The "Master of the Bronze Coffin" cast a wide net, covering the sky with one hand, and caught all the creatures of the strange clan and the evil spirits that did not belong to this world, and took them away to prehistoric times. His original intention was good, but it left a loophole.

Because, there are descendants of the Demon Emperor among them!

Back then, the ten immortal emperors broke into the plateau, gave their heads, and the ten ancestors were born.

In order to celebrate the birth of the ancestor, these beings turned around and destroyed the God of that era, annihilating countless sects and ethnic groups. Mountains of corpses and seas of blood dyed that era red.

Afterwards, the ancestors selected the best ones from the corpses, baptized them with diluted ominous substances, making their bodies spiritual and transformed them into a strange clan.

Among them are the descendants of the Demon Emperor!
At this moment, these descendants became the coordinates for positioning, resonating with the bloodline method, allowing the Demon Emperor to feel something and capture something.

“There!” His eyes were blazing, without sadness or joy, and the transcendent light on his body was extremely concentrated and gathered, “I will fight against the world, bet everything I have, and burn everything I have!”

If there is no road ahead, use absolute strength to blast one out!

hum!
In the dark, it seemed that a war song was playing, the Demon Emperor was taking steps, and the evolutionary path of the bloodline law was spread out under his feet and connected in the void. An unprecedentedly brilliant and vast world was opening up, and one step at a time, one world at a time, he was heading towards the other shore!
His strength, his spirit, his will, his Dao fruit... at this moment they were extremely intense and shining. Everything finally gathered on the tip of his fist and struck out with a wave that was enough to bury the world!

Rumble!
At this moment, it seemed as if a brand new and glorious world had begun!

It does not belong to prehistoric times, nor to the present age, but only to the momentary splendor of the Demon Emperor!

In the blink of an eye, everything is annihilated; looking back, everything reappears.

The descendants of the resonating bloodline shattered all obstacles with one fist and killed their way into the battlefield, destabilizing its stability and secrecy, and could no longer isolate themselves from the world!
"Hey!"

The eyes of the "Master of the Copper Coffin" sparkled, and at this moment he couldn't help but say, "Okay!"

He raised his only remaining free hand, facing the fist, and fell down!
The closer to prehistoric times, the more terrifying the aura of the "Owner of the Bronze Coffin" becomes, as if he has returned to his peak state, repairing his incomplete state to perfection, with his body, energy, spirit, and mind all perfect.

Or maybe, he reunited with the him who had pacified the chaos of reincarnation back then, and they returned to being one, indistinguishable from each other.

At this moment, He only used one hand to suppress Gao Yuan's consciousness so that he could not raise his head. It was like a father beating his son, making Gao Yuan's consciousness roar in anger but unable to turn the tables.

At this moment, the other hand suppressed the Demon Emperor's shocking punch!
It seems that there is more to it than that... At the end of the reversed time, there is a vague creature sitting there. His state is strange, as if he is in prehistoric times, yet vaguely floating outside.

Under Him, there is an evolutionary path, which is also... the bloodline method!

In a trance, he seemed to be overlapping with the future world. He raised one hand and clenched his fist. Different time and space, same posture. He was punching, resonating with the Demon Emperor. Their fists were united, and the two of them were like one, attacking the "Lord of the Bronze Coffin" together!
At this moment, this punch has surpassed the Way of Sacrifice and is truly above the Way of Sacrifice. It is an extraordinary blow!
"boom!"

The fists collided, there was a moment of stillness, and then endless light exploded, destroying everything!
"It's a pity that you haven't reached the peak yet, otherwise..."

The body of the "Owner of the Bronze Coffin" shook and he took half a step back.

He seemed to be sighing and melancholy, as if silently expressing how lonely it is to be invincible.

However, when He sighed that He was invincible and undefeated, the battlefield beneath His feet was crumbling and shattering, and the endless evil and weirdness that He had covered the sky with one hand and caught in one net were breaking out!

"Break!"

Gao Yuan’s consciousness caught hold of this fighter plane, roaring as loud as it could, shining with a strange light, cutting through the void and shattering eternity.

In the great rift of time and space, all these evil spirits and weirdnesses were sent away, sent to the downstream of the long river of time, and returned to the original world, without falling into prehistoric times!

He is destroying the plot of the "Master of the Bronze Coffin" and protecting the "spark" of hope, while he himself is entangled with a powerful enemy.

"In vain, useless."

The Master of the Copper Coffin's eyes sparkled, "Once I have subdued you, it will only take a piece of cake to wipe out these evil spirits."

"Your foundation is too poor." He looked at Gao Yuan's consciousness. This creature who had just come into the world was already a bloody mess.

"Can you still throw this punch?" He looked at the past and the future again.

In the past, in prehistoric times, time rolled back and fog surged, drowning the vague creature, making it impossible for Him to see clearly or see through it.

And in the future, in the present, the Demon Emperor walked into nothingness, his eyes gradually became dim, his life breath dimmed, his soul light was withering, and the transcendent light that once enveloped his body was disillusioned, as if it no longer existed.

A pinnacle attack, gambled everything, but failed to break through the natural barrier. The owner of the Three Generations Bronze Coffin is more powerful than too many people imagined!

Finally, the void of nothingness overwhelmed everything, and the Demon Emperor fell, falling from the battlefield of pursuit, and it seemed that everything was a foregone conclusion.

The wind of time was howling, tearing apart the sky of history, bloody waves were splashing, and the blood of the Demon Emperor dyed the years red, as if silently telling of his failure and sadness.

There are many corpses on the road to transcendence, and no one can predict when you will fall down. This is the helplessness of the world.

However, where some are sad, others are happy.

"We're back!"

This is a cry of relief for those who have survived a disaster.

The Demon Emperor's attack was launched with all his might, and even though he seemed unable to sacrifice the world, it still had an effect. It cooperated silently with the Plateau Consciousness and destroyed the plan of "The Master of the Bronze Coffin" to wipe out all the enemies in one fell swoop, resulting in countless fish slipping through the net.

They fell back to the present world, the weird clan came back, the evil ghosts came back!

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The strange and weird howling sound seemed to be foreshadowing the arrival of a crazy era. The evil ancestor’s legacy of disaster was not an empty statement that it would last forever. As long as one could take the blame, there would always be endless blame to take!
……

"Cough cough!"

In the long river of time, a broken figure sat up. This was the Demon Emperor, the "Red Haired Ancestor". He coughed lightly, pinched his body, and the corners of his mouth curled up subtly.

Suddenly, he became serious and solemn. He looked towards a corner and said coldly, "Daoyou, do you need me to ask you to come out? I'm in a bad mood right now."

"Crash!"

The next moment, ripples appeared in the long river of time, and an ancient Immortal Emperor Overlord appeared, "Old friend, please accept my condolences."

The overlord was coughing up blood, but he was smiling, "It's our good fortune to survive this catastrophe, isn't it?"

"is it?"

The "Red-haired Ancestor" said lightly, without making any comment, as if he didn't want to discuss this issue in depth.

……

"call!"

The fire is burning, the wind is blowing, and in the darkness, there is a whisper echoing and stirring, making a road bloom with light, more lively than ever before, as if it had become a spirit, or had spiritual power!
"He transformed the heaven and earth, he transformed all living things, he transformed time and space, he transformed reincarnation, he transformed eternity, he transformed transcendence!"