Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

The years of the emperor's fall!

It is like a long sleep, with no beginning and no end, waiting for the dreamer to return, leaving only nothingness and tranquility.

Su Yu opened and closed his eyes, the lines of fate in his eyes were flying, his past and future were so blurry that he could not see clearly.

Behind him, the sea of ​​​​realm was still roaring, countless broken stars were whistling, one big universe after another was drifting with the waves, and infinite light was gushing upwards. The most terrifying era was still continuing.

Time passes, and years are the most ruthless. No matter how great an existence is, it will decline and perish under the scale of time. Not only humans and immortals, but even the whole world will collapse.

Su Yu walked in the boundary sea, just like in the past, carrying the sword embryo on his back, struggling to cross the sea alone, and facing the enemy alone.

He had experienced many brutal battles, fought in the army of darkness, and left a great reputation in the heavens.

In the past he always called himself Su Yu, but later on, he felt that this name was somewhat strange.

"Maybe I should change my name to Qingshui." The thin man made a decision and set off again.

At this moment, a faint glow of a quasi-immortal emperor bloomed from his body. He walked in the sea of ​​​​realms. The kings avoided him, and he saw many living beings and past events.

There are kings who have crossed dozens of epochs, but their vitality has been destroyed and only their corpses remain. However, their obsession remains, driving their bodies to continue struggling and moving towards the ultimate ancient land.

He had met an old man in the depths of the Sea of ​​Boundaries and heard him talk about the "Sacrificial Years", but there was very little information about the original time node...

Just keep walking like this.

One day, he felt a little lonely and often traveled alone in the Boundary Sea.

"Maybe I should find a Taoist partner." The man said to himself.

Everything went smoothly, and he and the woman in heaven gradually came together, although there was a voice in his subconscious mind that objected.

"Will I also have a demon in my heart?"

The creature called the human leatherworker by the kings talked to himself, moving forward courageously, not caring about the so-called hidden dangers at all.

The woman is called Butterfly King. Her real name is Lingyue. She is the daughter of the Lord of Heaven. She looks like the moon among the stars. She is born with a lively and ethereal temperament, which makes her stand out from the crowd.

The craftsman knew that this should be his Taoist partner!

After the two got together, the woman was like a silver moon in the long night, bright and ethereal, accompanying him through the chaotic universe.

During this time, the man read through the scriptures of the quasi-immortal emperor who founded the Heavenly Court. The imperial light on his body became more and more blazing. Thousands of long and endless immortal king soul lights merged into one, like a fairy lamp, almost illuminating the history of cultivation.

He began to try cross-border!

To defeat the king and become the emperor!

This process was very difficult. Even someone as strong as a man was injured and on the verge of death several times.

The most intense one was when his immortal body collapsed, his flesh and blood melted away, leaving only bones, and his life's achievements were almost in vain.

He remained calm about this, thinking, as a Taoist, these were just normal things!

But soon, this always indifferent man began to show mood swings.

Another dark attack is coming, and a group of fallen kings have joined forces to kill all the descendants of heaven.

This time he had no time to take care of anything else. His inner universe shattered along with his body, leaving only his bones. He could no longer protect his Taoist partner... It was the first time he lost someone he loved.

I don't know how long it took, but storms arose in the sea of ​​​​boundary, and there were long roars from the craftsmen, which were filled with anger and ferocity.

"A specific day!"

The creature, with only bones left, stretched out a finger, risking serious injury to himself, and used an imperial technique to freeze the kings on the battlefield. Then he walked into the time field and rushed to his Taoist partner at the risk of his life.

"Qingshui, don't worry about me." The woman's voice was very weak, her body was covered in blood, and she stroked her Taoist partner's face with her hand, but it was very cold to the touch, with only bones left. Looking at his cracked eye sockets, the woman's pupils were covered with a layer of mist, and her breath was getting weaker and weaker.

"In fact, I really want to have a child to carry our bloodline... I've even thought of a name... If you want to go out, I'm the one holding you back..."

The sound became weaker and weaker, and suddenly, the hand fell down limply, and the flower of life of its owner withered, leaving the man alone watching in a daze.

The past scenes flashed through Qingshui's mind like a kaleidoscope, her voice and appearance circled in Qingshui's mind, making him dizzy, with only the bright red color left!

"When I was a child, my father made me a wooden sword... It was made of the rare Sansheng wood. Unfortunately, it was lost when the Heaven Palace collapsed. Otherwise, it could have been refined into an elixir to extend your life..."

"Why don't you like to laugh? Hahaha, there is a legend among mortals that if a person's three souls and seven spirits are missing, although they are still alive, they will lack many emotions...

"What? You said you are an immortal, an immortal king. Yes, yes, you are an immortal king. Many immortal kings in the outside world are afraid of you. Calling you a human leatherworker is a really bad nickname."

"I miss my hometown so much, and I don't know when I can go back and visit it for a day."

Another half a quarter of an hour later, the craftsman suddenly opened his eyes, emitting two gray rays of light, but he did not move for a long time, quietly looking at the woman beside him. His flesh and blood had long since dried up, but crystals were still falling from his eye sockets.

There was a horrible change in his aura.

Then, the human leather craftsman stood up suddenly, holding his Taoist companion's body in both hands, standing on the sea boundary, and let out a sad roar towards the sky: "Ah..."

The king cried bitterly, and the most terrifying killing sword was unsheathed. The sword embryo was shaking with boundless murderous aura, rushing straight into the cosmic cloud, splitting the sea of ​​boundaries, shattering the time field, and causing a terrible vision.

Countless resentful souls of immortal kings wailed, countless evil spirits danced, and rushed up in this sea of ​​​​boundaries, with blood and fire rising into the sky!

It was like the beginning of a funeral, with faint sounds of millions of living beings wailing. A huge blood mist was rising from there, a sea of ​​red that was about to drown everything.

This is the scene when the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique was born.

"what……"

The craftsman roared. His body suffered unimaginable damage, but his mind had undergone a drastic change. The change was so drastic that his bones were disintegrating and could explode at any time.

A brand-new force of rules, with overwhelming pressure, was permeating and penetrating the body.

Birth and death, yin and yang, truth and falsehood… countless laws are intertwined and integrated, and it seems as if it has become a sea of ​​​​worlds, with countless worlds being born and destroyed every moment.

As a ray of immortal light rose, the man stood at a whole new height. His soul transformed and evolved slightly to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm, but it was a pity that it could not save him, which made people hate him like crazy!

"Hey!"

The most terrifying scene in the Emperor's Fall appeared.

The birth of an existence that possessed some of the divine thoughts of a quasi-immortal emperor frightened all living things. There was blood and chaos everywhere. A corner of the sea of ​​​​boundaries was killed and black blood was flowing in all the broken universes. A skeleton covered with human skin was on the big.

In those bloody battles, he was in the sea of ​​creatures composed of his opponents, outside the vast ocean of the road, fighting, struggling to cross, and killing them all!

There were countless huge figures, and there was an endless path. He walked forward alone with disheveled hair, the human skin he was covered with dripping blood, and with terror and hideousness, he chiseled through all recognizable hostile camps and wiped out everything.

The leathercrafter returned to the place where the heaven was shattered and kept searching, but he never found the Sansheng Medicine. He could only bury his Taoist partner in a corner of the Immortal Land.

On the coffin, there is a pattern carved by this craftsman, which is to call back the soul of the deceased!

Bury him in his hometown!

After finishing all this, the craftsman climbed up the embankment and looked at the shallow footprints left by his predecessors.

Those were the traces left by the Taoist's father.

He is currently unable to do so, as his Dao Fruit is incomplete and he is not yet a complete Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

The man was silent for a long time, then swung his sword with all his strength. In an instant, the whole world was filled with wails of gods and demons. The tragic sword light crossed the sky and the earth, swept across the sea, and left a horrible sword mark on the dam.

Just like the quasi-immortal emperor countless thousands of years ago, the craftsman set out on that road alone... (End of this chapter)