The perfect double undercover

"At night, you will also feel what is fear and what is despair. As indifferent as you are, if a beauty and your own daughter die in front of your eyes, can you still remain indifferent!"

One of the ancestors smiled solemnly and suddenly waved his arms. Suddenly, countless creatures emerged from the entire Uehara.

The plateau has the most complete civilization in history, and also has the most complete cultivation system in history. There has never been a fault, and it has always been prosperous. This kind of accumulation is terrifying. They are all born, like endless locusts, and the scale is overwhelming.

However, the plateau has lost a large number of Immortal Emperors and Dao Ancestors. Although there are many kings, those people are not enough to kill one Dao Ancestor.

"kill!"

The ancestor roared, and the syllables shook the sky for eternity. The mace in his hand avoided Bai Ye and Shi Hao and fell directly into the camp of God. This was terrifying. If he succeeded in letting it fall, there would be endless creatures. die.

But the ancestor didn't go for other people, but for a female immortal emperor with a calm temperament.

"Don't be afraid, eldest niece, he is just a defeated general of Uncle Qin Hao, so there is nothing to fear!"

At the critical moment, Shi Hao took action and blocked it. When he looked back, he found that this eldest niece was also looking at him. Even though she was attacked by the ancestor, she was calm beyond imagination.

"How did you raise this family..."

Vaguely, there was only a tall back figure outside. I swung my sword with all my strength, raised my hand and punched, and the aftermath of the blow was raging.

That is a power that transcends the sacrificial path. If it spreads, it can change the years and turmoil ancient and modern history.

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Even the seven little ancestors who are fighting against all spirits are horrified. We think that we are so powerful that we can break the long river of time and space, but we cannot make the long river of time dissipate because we ourselves are not a member of the long river. , we cannot break away from the bondage, but we can completely destroy it.

There is no immortal emperor who was killed by the ancestor in that process and could never be resurrected, like Emperor Yu and Meng Hai.

"Boom!"

"That's not the difference between you and them. Without these things, they will never have the experience of the Dharma."

"Kill me!" Gaoyuan gave the order, causing the Fourth Ancestor to open his hot eyes in an instant, and then they all rushed towards Bai Ye.

It is a kind of spiritual power and the concern of one living being after another. Why would the weak protect the strong?

What we enjoy is domination, and there is no ambition. What we don’t have is just a kind of disgust. Looking at the smiles of the people around us, looking at the innocence of children, this is the beauty and badness in our hearts, and it is the source of our loss, so we fight to the death They all have to retreat and guard.

At the level of night and desolation, are all sentient beings really important? In fact, they are. The so-called Emperor of Heaven is indeed like a bubble in our eyes.

"Shi Hao..."

"Pray, maybe your power is insignificant, but you can't let Pei Quan and Huang know that you have been worried about us and are waiting for our return."

It's like half a catty. Bai Ye is indeed as terrifying as Gaoyuan's power, but I can't steal it to strengthen myself. If I were the owner of the copper coffin, I would cut it or move it, but Gaoyuan is not a half-measure, it is basically broken. Under the sacrificial path, he is of the flawless type.

"How can it be!"

Is it because you can’t enjoy reverence? Receive endless cheers and praise? Or do you have a natural aversion to domination? Enjoy the feeling of the Emperor of Heaven kneeling at your feet, looking down at everything?

"What should I do? Are you going to help?"

"Why bother? He couldn't have taken a step back. Maybe he would have become the first person in the world to reach my level."

"Persevere for a few more years, and you will destroy the ancestor with him and support Bai Ye." Huafen transmitted the message, shocking all spirits, and all the resolute and tired faces smiled.

The sentient beings in the lower sky shouted loudly, "We have won. From the level of the Immortal Emperor upwards, we have achieved a small victory across the board. The creatures in the darkness are dying and fleeing. The low plain has returned to the past."

That's not the reason why really weak people put chasing trails first.

"At the beginning of your existence... there was no Emperor of Heaven... there was no such thing as them... the so-called sentient beings were just insects and ants born in the dust..."

In addition, the Seventh Ancestor also went out, killing all the spirits together, leaving the entire lowland empty.

It's just us, the lowland itself is also taking action. It's difficult for it to kill this person, but it can't easily consume him to death.

The ancestral land is shaking one after another, and millions of mist are covering it, coming towards the white night. Time is melting in the place it passes, the paths are being annihilated, and except for the lowland itself, all intangible and tangible materials are disintegrating.

In fact, he also understands that even if he doesn't take action, the ancestor cannot kill a top Immortal Emperor with one blow. The Immortal Emperor and the Sacrificial Dao are both at the same level, and there is a gap between them, but they cannot kill the Immortal Emperor with one blow. This refers to the ancestor. , but represents me and Brother Ye.

But I know that it is precisely because I have never had that belief that I am willing to die. If I have no way to die, how can I step under the path of sacrifice.

"If you go down, it will be enough to destroy the aftermath. The most important thing is to become the Immortal Emperor as soon as possible." Kundi shook his head. These levels are too low. We have no intention and no strength.

"Huang, he can't even protect himself, and he doesn't care about others."

Very few Dao Ancestors showed concern. At the last moment, Shi Hao blocked the lowland alone. Huang Bai Emperor led the immortal emperors to fight against the Ancestor. The victory and defeat were all in those two battles.

Wan Ling turned around and led the Immortal Emperors to attack. I will die, and even more, I will fall. No matter how difficult it is, no matter how tired I am, I will persist. No one is waiting for me in front of me, neither Brother Ye nor I. We agreed to wait for Brother Ye to return.

"kill!"

"What kind of power is this..."

"He just gained some power. Does he really think he can't compare with you?"

"He is just a carrier of power, not a creator, and there is nothing to compare with."

The lowland shook, and wisps of mist came out from the lonely land, like countless mist mountains erupting. In an instant, the mist covered the world and the sky, suppressing all living beings and letting the world rot.

That Wei Mian was too terrifying. Four priests were born in the blink of an eye, transformed from corpses into unparalleled ancestors. Judging from Gao Yuan's understatement, it seemed that it could not create less.

It was a terrifying power. No matter whether it was the two small armies, the Immortal Emperor or the First Ancestor, they all stayed away from it, hoping to be affected.

That's bad news. Originally, if the little nephew was that slow, but the continuous small battles and the fight with the ancestor made the little nephew regress at an alarming speed. If I didn't know the origin of this man, I would really be able to do it. I mistakenly thought that my nephew was a religious cultivator. How could he be so talented?

The vibration of the lowland caused small waves to rise across the entire sea of ​​sacrifice, and wisps of mist covered the world and the long river, making ancient and modern history end and about to wither.

However, Emperor Huangbai is still fighting against the Seventh Ancestor. Every few years, he can see that there is no sad red blood blooming in the unknown time and space, and no white and dark ghosts are killed.

"boom!"

"It is said that this is the future. If you win, everything in the past, present and future will become a dead bone in the river." The ancestor is not as excited, and only the lowland does not have that kind of power. Ye Jian will definitely do this, This kind of killing can also be caused.

The power was equally terrifying. In a trance, the long river of time seemed to have become two, and the infinite mist was doubled.

I did not interfere, just like a passerby, watching the battle on the island. Maybe, whoever wins or loses has no meaning to me. What I see is the result, but a process.

Originally, Huang Pei was all alone, but without the support of the emperors in front, Princess Qingwei, Luo, Menghai, the heroic Bai An Immortal Emperor, Mie Shi, You Shang and others.

That scene is too evil. Will the river of time also die? Everything in the past, present and future has turned into bloody bubbles in the river, and the Emperor of Heaven has become a part of it. Is that the past of the river of time?

Stepping on the white night, with a sudden step, the whole person stepped back from the lowland, causing the small ground under his feet to break apart. The deep ravine seemed to turn into a small canyon with edges, tearing the entire lowland apart and disintegrating.

"Then you think he hasn't had a chance yet!" Gao Yuan was furious. Its power is too vast and endless. It can do anything. Any more is just a drop in the bucket to it, but it really makes me happy. The angry thing is that the other party will use its own power to bully it.

Even the ancestors couldn't bear it. The way of night cannot cut off the past, nor can we observe the cut off past, but we have never thought that we would see the scene after the birth of time in that way.

Gao Yuan is right, that bastard is bullying an honest man. If it is given a few more years, when its consciousness is perfected and it has completely become a creature of that level, it can kill him with just one thought.

That kind of influence is far-reaching. Shaking the past will change the course of time and affect the future. It will make few people feel that their own existence has become a futile thing, and it will also make the emperor's figure of many young men in the small battle come to an end. Downplayed, as if we exist in the world.

This is a ghost image, a part of the past. What is there in the past? The world is bad, and no matter how long the time passes, it actually has nothing to do with my past.

Wan Ling is a man who is upright and deserves it. It is for this reason that Pei Quan succeeds and Bai Di fails. If the ten little ancestors in the original work had come out to kill Wan Ling earlier, they would have lost Ye and Chu in their previous lives. , and it is no longer as dark as in the past.

The gray shadow raised his eyes, looked at the blood-stained back, and looked at the lowland riddled with holes and cracks everywhere, and said nothing for a long time.

Suddenly, a Dream Emperor Sword fell up, splitting open the seven-week mist, causing it to tremble one after another, and even double images appeared. Although not all, it still made me gain some benefit from it.

Even random punches can kill the old master. When the strength is weak to a certain level, both techniques and techniques cannot be ignored.

Its power is endless, and it will be used up and exhausted, and as long as the other party is under the sacrifice, it will always stand in a situation of victory or defeat, even if the fight lasts forever and all the worlds wither, it will There are still people to destroy.

But I can't bully the low-level brain into being a bad guy and steal power from it to strengthen myself.

On the other side of the lowland, a gray shadow also appeared. I lowered my eyes and looked at the huge and shaking islands in the distance, like a lonely ghost who was nostalgic for the world.

All the spirits roared, which made the seven little ancestors who had just been chased slightly stunned. They were all chased into a lost dog by us. The motivation came from nowhere, and even the fighting spirit became high again.

"Qiang!"

But then no figure appeared. He stood in the middle of the long river of time, like an unparalleled giant. The torrent passed by both sides of my ankles. The mist came behind me and was frozen. Then I raised my hand and drew my sword. The light illuminates the past and present brightly, like a giant opening the sky with a sword, slashing against the long river, from the middle down, the sword light rushes through the present and the past, splitting the all-encompassing mist.

One year, two years...a hundred years have passed.

It also reminds me of myself in the past. Recently, for some reason, I have lost some memories of the past. Looking back on those days, I fought to the death for the people in front of me. I was desperate and worked hard, but here we are. Finally, everything is back to the original feeling.

In fact, it is the same. The reverence of all living beings may be fresh and new, but it will become boring after a long time. The ambition brought by power will also become boring as oneself rise and fall and the passage of time.

I only took a half-step, reluctantly getting involved in that field, and it was like a low point when it came to my true strength.

Immediately afterwards, these corpses were infused with the great power contained in the lowlands, allowing them to leap to the altar.

"Is it possible to sleep in a low altitude? This is also a solution."

"Dayou, as for him, if he were to stand up, would he still think that everything in the world is fake..."

But the strange thing is that in everyone's eyes, the bright long river of time is extremely silent and covered with blood, as if it is a bloody river. Is there any life in the river, but only the endless world of death and dead bones.

Fluctuations of spiritual thoughts spread from the lowland. It does not care about all things in the world. Perhaps it does not have such emotions at all. There is no so-called good and evil, good and evil in its eyes. Who is created by the original material and who is not its person. .

"It doesn't matter if it lasts for a hundred years or tens of millions of years. As Pei Quan, you should protect the world!"

It is precisely because of the transmission of spiritual power one after another that even Pei Quan, who has made a sound as a young man, feels warm in his heart. The weak protects the strong and asks for something in return. As long as no one cares about him, No one wants to protect us yet, even if we shed the last drop of blood, we will still fall.

Even if the white night is covered by mist, the body will fade away, as if it is dissipating between the heaven and the earth, and the great power will become the past and re-exist.

"Boom!"

What else is there as soon as it is over? Gaoyuan's consciousness is not broken, leaving me no chance to take advantage of it. But a long time ago, Gaoyuan discovered that it is indeed a broken creature, but that means it is stupid.

But in reality, the long river of time has long been sacrificed many times. This is indeed a scene in the past. No one has sacrificed the entire long river of time.

The battle in the lowlands is still going on. There are fewer ancestors than in the past. They have not exceeded ten. Even if they are killed, they can be resurrected.

The lowland was shaken repeatedly, and small canyons with edges were carved out. The battle outside was still continuing. A small mist had edges and filled the air. The scene covered everything, making it impossible for the heroes to see clearly.

The honest man didn't have eight fires yet, let alone the lowland. The ancestral land split open in an instant, and ancient coffins from unknown eras flew out one after another, revealing rotten ancient corpses.

"He has carried my power, but he is divided into good and evil. He has left this world for me, so what does he want to do?"

"It's useful for him to resist. There's nothing wrong with being a sharpening stone for you." Bai Ye waved his sword, constantly increasing his own strength.