Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Immediately afterwards, a bright sword light cut through the sky, like a falling star, seemingly falling into the air without any aim.

But at this moment, the two Immortal Emperors who were desperately fleeing felt their bodies shaken violently at the same time, as if they were hit hard by an invisible hammer. Their auras became disordered, and a large amount of black blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

Everyone looked confused and had no idea what was going on.

Above the heavens, all the Dao Masters turned their inquiring eyes to the Immortal Emperor Menghai and the Immortal Emperor Luo - these two veteran Immortal Emperors had broad knowledge and perhaps they could see through the mystery.

Menghai Immortal Emperor was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly, with a hint of admiration in his voice: "The two Immortal Emperors of the Weird Clan seem to have fled separately, but it is actually just an appearance.

They shared their auras through secret methods, but in fact they were hiding together in the void outside the world.

The sword of Emperor Huang Tian seemed to be random, but in fact it had already locked their true position, causing them to suffer heavy damage again."

Upon hearing this, many Dao Ancestors hurriedly looked up at the sky again.

Sure enough, the figures of the two Immortal Emperors gradually blurred and dissipated in the void, and where the sword light fell, two listless figures slowly appeared.

Their faces were as pale as paper, their breath was weak, and their bodies were covered with fine sword marks, obviously they had suffered severe injuries again.

"Emperor Huang Tian, ​​invincible!"

"These tricks can't be hidden from him at all!"

"Today, we must kill three Dark Immortal Emperors in succession and head to the Ertu Plateau to make them suffer a great loss!"

Suddenly, cheers rang out from above, the sound like rolling thunder, reaching the sky.

The depression and fear in everyone's hearts were swept away, replaced by endless excitement and enthusiasm.

However, the expressions of Immortal Emperor Menghai and Immortal Emperor Luo remained as calm as water.

They stared at the battlefield, with a trace of worry in their eyes: "After years of fighting with the three Immortal Emperors, although Emperor Huang Tian has always had the upper hand, he is far from being in his prime."

When you reach the realm of Immortal Emperor, it is easy to defeat but difficult to kill. Just look at these two and you will know.

After so many sacrifices, even if one is seriously injured, how easy is it to completely die?
Emperor Huang Tian killed an Immortal Emperor with a single sword strike with unparalleled skill. Although this feat shocked the world, it also exhausted a lot of his energy.

Even though he has extraordinary talent and unparalleled combat power, if he forcefully hunts down the other two Immortal Emperors to the front of the plateau, once he succeeds, it will surely trigger the reverse scales of the sleeping ancestors deep in the Ertu Plateau.

When the time comes, facing the thundering wrath of the ancestors, even he will find it difficult to retreat with full confidence.

This sacrifice cannot end so early, he cannot lose!
However, the two Immortal Emperors who fled in panic were in a desperate situation and could not see the situation clearly.

When they were shocked to realize that Emperor Huang Tian could penetrate the fog of time and space and accurately lock onto their true bodies hidden in the interlayer of the void, two overwhelming auras of fear rose into the sky.

Their dead souls all emerged and they let out deafening roars. The sounds were filled with extreme fear and terror, and were like an invisible wave that instantly swept across the sea of ​​sacrifice.

Countless monks with weaker cultivation base had bloodshot eyes and fell into madness under the impact of the sound waves. They either killed each other or tore their own bodies apart. The scene was extremely tragic.

"Emperor Huang Tian, ​​do you really want to fight to the death with my clan?"

An Immortal Emperor roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes filled with a mixture of hatred and fear.

"You can join our clan and share the harvest of the great sacrifice. This is what many powerful people dream of!"

Then, he put on a hypocritical face and tried to seduce Emperor Huang Tian with benefits. There was a bit of coaxing in his words, as if as long as the other party nodded, he could become one of the most noble beings in the world.

The other Immortal Emperor did not have such "patience". He clenched his teeth, his face twisted with anger and fear, and he made seals with his hands frantically, trying to summon the bloody altar again.

However, the altar at this moment no longer had its previous might and power. Its aura was weak, and the blood-red light was dim. It was no longer possible to recreate the terrifying appearance that once covered the sky and made the heavens tremble.

Faced with the actions of the two Immortal Emperors, Emperor Huang Tian seemed to be oblivious to them.

He looked indifferent as he slowly sheathed his sword. The moment the sword was sheathed, the sword intent between heaven and earth also converged.

Then, he flicked his fingers lightly, his movements were so gentle as if he was just driving away a mosquito. He neither displayed the invincible sword light that could destroy the world nor caused any terrifying pressure.

But such a seemingly ordinary action caused the two Immortal Emperors to tremble at the same time, and their bodies began to shake violently and uncontrollably.

Their eyes were filled with panic; their previous dignity and arrogance as Immortal Emperors had long since disappeared - in several battles with Emperor Huang Tian, ​​they had been completely frightened!

A dignified Immortal Emperor showed such cowardice due to a simple action. This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, causing many cultivators to feel strongly disillusioned, as if their former awe and longing for the realm of the Immortal Emperor collapsed at this moment.

The Immortal Emperor is also a human being.

Powerful people.

And those Dao monks who had not been affected by the strange aura burst into laughter, their laughter was like thunder, resounding through heaven and earth.

It was filled with joy and excitement, joy at the frustration of the dark forces, and admiration for the invincible power of Emperor Huang Tian.

Some people cheered, while others felt like they were falling into an icy cave.

The strange Taoist ancestors of the four original places, including the Ancient Underworld, the Soul River, the Four Pole Floating Earth, and the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit, all had ashen faces at this moment, looking as if they had lost their parents.

As the strange Immortal Emperor no longer provided the altar with his imperial blood, the blood-colored mist that permeated the sky gradually thinned, and the restless strange power in their bodies also subsided.

But the shock in their hearts was hard to calm down. They were still proud of the power of the Immortal Emperor just now, but in the blink of an eye they witnessed their own strong men being toyed around like children by the Emperor Huang Tian. Such a gap made them feel frustrated and confused.

"Ancestors, why don't you take action!?"

A Soul River Dao Ancestor raised his head and roared, his voice full of resentment and questioning.

He looked at the towering figure above the sky, and felt that every time Emperor Huang Tian swung his sword, he seemed to be cutting off the dignity of the strange clan.

"How could that Emperor Huang Tian be so powerful? It's really scary!"

The Taoist Patriarch of the Four Poles Floating Earth muttered to himself, his fingertips unconsciously digging into his palms, blood seeping out without him noticing.

Jiang Yun also suddenly withdrew his hand at this moment, and the flame of reincarnation retreated into his body like a tide.

He lowered his eyes to look at his palm, but caught a glimpse of the slight red on the tip of Hou Ming's ear - the scene of the two of them attacking each other with fire while "out of control" and their bodies touching each other fell into the eyes of the Taoist ancestors, and now it seemed a little more subtle.

But he had no time to think about these young people's love affairs. The dangers that happened not long ago still made him feel scared. At the moment, he could only pretend to be calm and imitate the appearance of other weird Taoist ancestors. He shook his head and sighed heavily, and then growled with gritted teeth: "Why don't the ancestors take action!"

The only response he got was silence.

All the strange creatures in the heavens and the world are crying out in their hearts, but no one can give an answer.

Only the Taoist Ancestor of the Underworld had a deep look in his eyes, as if hiding a secret unknown to others, but he never uttered a word.

Hou Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly used a secret method to transmit a message to Jiang Yun: "There doesn't seem to be a huge difference between the ancestors of the Dao of Sacrifice and the Immortal Emperor. The ancestors may have just woken up, and their strength has not yet fully recovered."

Her voice was hoarse with the accumulation of years, as if opening a dusty door. This ancient Taoist ancestor who had experienced endless years had witnessed the glory of heaven and the stunning battle of the Taoist empress who entered the ancestral land of the plateau with the Pollen Road Immortal Sword in hand.

"When the empress beheaded the ancestor, the blood river on the plateau boiled for three days."

There was an imperceptible tremor in Hou Ming's voice transmission, "Now that Emperor Huang Tian has killed three emperors in a row as an Immortal Emperor, I am afraid that he has touched the reverse scale of the ancestors. However..."

She didn't continue, but Jiang Yun already understood - if the ancestors were at their full strength, how could they tolerate Emperor Huang Tian to wreak havoc under their noses?

The impact brought by the Pollen Road Ancestors has not yet completely subsided, and not all of the ancestors have revived, or they have other plans.

The Taoist ancestors of the four original places were still in a state of panic, but the war situation above the heavens had quietly changed.

Emperor Huang Tian stood with a sword over his back, gazing into the distance towards the Ertu Plateau, his eyes filled with both fighting spirit and vigilance.

He could feel that the aura of the ancestral land of darkness was slowly rising, like a sleeping dragon stretching its body.

The long sword in his hand was trembling slightly at this moment, as if in expectation, and as if giving a warning.

This battle may just be the beginning.

But for Jiang Yun, he caught a glimmer of hope in this treacherous situation - as long as the ancestor has not awakened, it is an opportunity for all the heavens and worlds.

His gaze passed over the sacrificial sea and fell on the back of Emperor Desolate Heaven. He whispered silently in his heart: "Emperor Desolate Heaven, let's see if you can take that step and cut through this eternal darkness."

He gently stroked the Reincarnation Order in his sleeve, and the strange remaining soul of the Taoist Master suppressed there suddenly whimpered.

There is no gap between Ji Dao and the Immortal Emperor that would make people despair.

Hou Ming's voice transmission inspired Jiang Yun's thousands of thoughts, which surged in like a tide.

He thought of the remnant soul of Luo Tianxian that was still floating in the long river of time and had never been erased. He also thought of the Corpse Immortal Emperor who, although severely injured, still had a wisp of his aura lurking in the depths of darkness.

He also thought of the willow god that would become an emperor in the future, who was able to carry Shi Hao out from the ancestral land on the plateau - behind these shocking scenes, they seemed to confirm an astonishing fact.

"The Plateau Ancestral Land has ten great ancestors and ten powerful men at the level of Dao Sacrifice, but they cannot destroy all the enemies..."

He muttered to himself, a gleam in his eyes.

Besides, the ten great ancestors were a thing several generations later, and there may not be ten great 'ancestors' now.

Maybe seven or eight, maybe even just five or six.

There are also those who were severely injured in World War I and have never recovered.

Hou Ming's words, "There is no huge difference between the founder of the Taoist priests and the Immortal Emperor," were like a key that unlocked the doubts that had been lingering in his heart for a long time.

Perhaps, Ji Dao is not another realm after the Immortal Emperor, but is similar to the Emperor Light Immortal King to ordinary Immortal Kings?
Or perhaps, above the path of sacrifice, there is a deeper and more terrifying realm, that is the next realm at the peak that truly overlooks the eternity?

He thought of those ancient powerful men who had fought their way into the plateau. They challenged the founder of the Dao of Sacrifice as Immortal Emperors. Although many of them died, they always left a glimmer of hope.

This shows that the ancestors of the Dao of Sacrifice are not invincible, and their "invincibility" may only be relative to creatures that have not reached this level.

The true supreme realm may be far beyond everyone's imagination, like a hazy veil that conceals the truth of the way of heaven.

"It's all just speculation."

Jiang Yun shook his head secretly.

If you haven’t even reached the realm of sacrifice to the Dao, how can you talk about anything above the Dao?

Even an ancient being like Hou Ming, who has experienced countless epochs, can only make inferences based on clues and cannot truly touch the mysteries of that area.

The road to the great truth is always one of advancement. Other people's speculations are ultimately like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Perhaps this doubt can only be solved when Emperor Huang Tian steps into the sacrificial path and he himself steps into the sacrificial realm.

In the heavens and myriad worlds, countless powerful men from strange tribes with low cultivation finally got rid of the interference of the altar's aura, but after witnessing the divine power of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​they all knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling like sieves.

They looked at the towering figure in the sky and felt that it was not a mortal man, but a god of war from mythology.

In their eyes, Emperor Huang Tian only needed to continue hunting and killing, and he would be able to kill the remaining two Immortal Emperors with his sword, and then wash the Ertu Plateau with blood, ending this dark turmoil that had lasted for countless epochs.

On the shores of the Sacrifice Sea, the Dao Ancestors who had secretly colluded with the Weird Clan fell into deep fear and regret.

They thought that they could enjoy eternal life by relying on the dark forces, but they never thought that Emperor Huang Tian would be so powerful.

At this moment, they looked at the blood-red fog that was gradually dissipating in the sky, their hearts filled with confusion - if Emperor Huang Tian really rushed into the plateau and destroyed the strange tribe, how could they, the "rebels", remain unscathed?

When the heavens settle accounts, that will be their doomsday!

“What should I do…” A Daoist ancestor who had something to do with the Soul River muttered to himself, his robes soaked with cold sweat.

Perhaps, while the current situation is unclear, if we surrender to Emperor Huang Tian's camp, there is still a glimmer of hope?
While all these thoughts were intertwined, Emperor Huang Tian above the heavens had slowly turned around.

He looked in the direction of Ji Hai, his eyes as fast as lightning, as if he could see through all the conspiracies and tricks.

Then, he raised his hand and swung it. A brilliant sword intent cut through the sky and fell into the sacrificial sea - that was a warning he left for the heavens and all the worlds, and also a deterrent to all those who were watching in secret.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have joined the dark creatures. I should have kept my distance from them."

On the shore of the sea of ​​sacrifice, the Taoist ancestors who had been connected with the strange clan looked at the majestic figure above the sky, alarm bells rang in their hearts.

The clever ones have already been secretly practicing secret techniques to try to remove the remaining dark aura in their bodies. Some have even gone so far as to deduce how to send a signal of "surrender" to the Shangcang camp.

In the face of absolute power, any tricks are pale and powerless.

Above the heavens, Emperor Huang Tian stood with a sword over his back, his eyes as cold as ice and lightning, coldly sweeping over the two strange and barely alive immortal emperors.

Those gazes were like two sharp swords, piercing the two men's backs and making their thighs tighten.

Although they stopped fleeing, they still couldn't help trembling all over. The arrogance they had before had long been shattered into dust, and only fear was spreading wildly in their hearts.

"Emperor Huang Tian, ​​aren't you tempted? As long as you join our clan, the benefits you will gain are beyond your imagination!"

An Immortal Emperor forced himself to speak, but his voice couldn't suppress the changes and there was fear in his eyes.

He knew very well that every word he said at this moment could be his "golden ticket to immunity from death."

Emperor Huang Tian suddenly sneered, and that laugh was like a cold winter wind, causing the temperature between heaven and earth to drop sharply.

"Join you?" He shook his head slowly, his black hair moving without wind, and the sword power around him raged like a volcanic eruption. "Sooner or later, I will kill my way into the Evil Earth Plateau and bury your clan completely!" (End of this chapter)