The meaning of covering the sky is supreme

Chapter 502
The horn of the era is sounded, the dusk of the heavens is coming, and the world is covered with blood, and no one can be alone.

A hazy figure stood above the heavens, looking at the blood-stained myriad worlds, listening to the muffled sound of war drums, feeling one after another killing, without speaking for a long time.

The turmoil of the bell, the cauldron exuding the maternity of all things, the woman in fluttering white clothes, three figures join hands to fight against a group of supreme, endless dark army emerges, densely packed, bees flocking to the myriad worlds, dyeing the dusk of this era Bloody.

"We can't interfere. It's not the first time in the history that there is silence." Meng Hai also came, and they stood outside the heavens, looking at the heavens calmly.

If they don't interfere, there will still be some creatures in the heavens in this era. Once the immortal emperor level ends, it will trigger a great sacrifice. Not only will the gods be sacrificed, but even the heavens will be ruined everywhere.

"Their potential is very strong. If they are given time, they may not be weaker than us in the future, but after all, their practice is too short. Just entering this realm, how can they be opponents of a group of creatures who were quasi-immortal emperors from ancient times." Luo Luo Tianxian sighed.

In fact, even Ye Fan and the others were silent.

These old antiques are not simple, especially there is a monster crawling out of the ancient underworld, which has definitely reached the peak of this realm, and even, the other party has killed more than one creature of this level.

This is just the ancient underworld, even the Four Pole Floating Earth and the Burial Pit of the Heavenly Emperor have such terrifying monsters, they didn't show up last time, but this time they took the initiative to show up and besiege and kill them.

There are a total of ten supreme opponents, who can really fight against them!

The world was shattered in this battle, the world was turned into ashes, and many souls shed blood.

The ancestor of a sect lay dead, the supreme orthodoxy lay in the red land for hundreds of millions of miles, all the powerful clans were turned into ashes and turned into history, darkness and darkness covered all worlds, and made all the creatures of the heavens despair.

"God..."

"Is this era about to be defeated..."

Countless beings are mourning, the common people are mourning, the world is bleeding, and every moment there are pieces of orthodoxy being destroyed, the darkness is unstoppable, like a black torrent, blood bleeds and floats wherever it passes, and corpses are like mountains.

This tragic scene, accompanied by desperate roars, was like a sad song, which lasted for many years.

In the end, with the wailing of a big bell, the heavens trembled, as if they were about to collapse, and the supremely strong withered...

"God..."

But this is just the beginning, following a Heavenly Emperor Dao Beng, followed by Heavenly Court, You Wushang rushed in, slapped with one hand, destroyed everything, and nothing could stop him.

Visible to the naked eye, countless heroes have turned into dust, whether you are a peerless fairy king, or a stunning fairy who can illuminate an era, under that big hand, everything is empty.

No one knows where the Heavenly Emperor's battlefield is, and no one knows how many supreme beings died, but in the end, some fragments of time drifted in the sky.

That was one of the Heavenly Emperors. He was covered in blood, and his whole body was shattered, as if he had passed away. He was put into a bronze coffin by a figure, and exiled into time.

"Has another Heavenly Emperor fallen..."

"Emperor Ye Tian was buried..."

"Who will save us... Do we want to disappear completely like that chaotic ancient times..."

The cry of the common people did not receive a response, and a blood-stained figure in white went away, one step at a time, one blood mark, one step at a time, heading towards a land of nothingness.

That was the Empress, and she was invincible, and even suffered unspeakable trauma, and her whole body was about to wither.

"If you want to save him, he is already dead. Even if he is not dead, it will not change the outcome of your defeat!" A cold and heartless voice resounded all over the sky.

It was a strange place, in the black mist all over the sky, a hazy ancient road could be vaguely seen, it was not in reality, nor in the heavens.

But at the end of it, there is a mysterious bridge standing forever.

"The Bridge of Life and Death... Is the Empress going to save Luo Di... Can she still do it..."

All sentient beings showed hope and looked at the bloody footprints. They were the blood of the empress, some were bright red and some were black. She had suffered too many injuries and was forced to walk on the bridge of life and death.

It can be vaguely seen that under the bridge, there are potholes, and I don’t know how many strange things from ancient and modern times are hidden, but there is also an ancient temple standing quietly under the bridge, which has not changed in the past more than 100 million years.

"When she stepped on the bridge of life and death, she will definitely die. This era is over."

The indifferent voice resounded in the myriad worlds, causing the common people to panic, and their souls almost died.

"The three heavenly emperors can't break the darkness... Our end is coming!" Some fairy kings laughed wildly, as if they were crazy.

"Who will remember us, who will remember the Emperor of Heaven, will we be buried like that chaotic ancient times!" A great patriarch shed two lines of blood and tears, and slammed into the sky alone, but what was ushered in was a black dragon. big rotten hand.

"ended……"

"Open a new era..."

With the sound of one after another, the fire of all beings is extinguished, the light of the myriad worlds is dimming, and finally everything is covered by darkness.

The heavens have become ruins, the myriad worlds have become a cloud of the past, and only [-] to [-] percent of the living beings have been preserved.

However, at this time, there were already no strong men in the Ten Thousand Realms, not even a true immortal level strong man could be found.

At the last moment, it was faintly visible that a big hand fell from the heavens and worlds, covering the entire heavens, causing the Dao to collapse and the Myriad Ways to be annihilated.

History is being rewritten, and the heavens and worlds are revisiting, as if to return to a prehistoric era.

At the same time, from that hand, dark creatures emerged one after another. They were cast down, looking for ancient books in the broken mountains and rivers, comprehending in the dojo of the ancestor of a religion, and even some creatures were choosing peerless fairies as slaves, or Looking for ancient beasts with powerful bloodlines as mounts...

"Another era is over..."

Above the sky, two figures opened their eyes, both emotional and powerless, not because they were cold-blooded, but because they had seen too many such scenes.

Who is the light throughout the ages, and is there really someone who can illuminate the darkness and return the light to the world?
One era after another has been destroyed, and the heavens and worlds have been reincarnated again and again. Death is both the end and the beginning.

However, at this time, under the heavenly earth, there were also three more figures.

One holds a mace, one hangs a mirror, and the other floats a lamp on his shoulder.

Three figures stood there, distorting the area.

"Congratulations to the three fellow Taoists on their return." Luo Zu, who had been sitting cross-legged all the time, opened his eyes and looked at the three figures.

"A dream of a thousand eras, the person who wakes up is no longer..."

Chaos, Samsara, and Wanjie showed vicissitudes in their eyes, and looked at the hazy figure lying in the deepest part.

He was wrapped in blood-colored sea water, surrounded by the origin and order of heaven, although he was motionless, there was a kind of supreme fluctuation circulating.

"Three highest in one family, good luck to the Taoist friends..."

(End of this chapter)