The Great Black Hand

"Dream or not...Reality or illusion, sometimes it's just a thought away." The Demon Ancestor's eyes were indifferent and peaceful, "If you are obsessed with this, it's just that your realm is not high enough and your vision is not broad enough."

"When one day you reach the pinnacle, stand at the top of the avenue, at the end of the road of evolution, and look back, you will only feel that your current doubts are childish, and will just laugh them off."

Demon Ancestor said.

“The so-called dream reality, the real and the unreal, all you need is a thought to echo, a reflection from your heart, and you can paint the mountains and rivers, and render the past and the present, with everything you need and everything you deserve!”

The Demon Ancestor's tone was calm, but his aura was majestic and powerful, as if he was the person standing at the pinnacle of the evolutionary path.

The boatman, who was lying dead, sneered at this scene. A rookie pretending to be an expert?

However, the axe stuck in his chest caused him a dull pain, and it seemed to remind him that—

Even a rookie can use cheats to beat the so-called masters to death!

In this universe, hard work is the most useless thing!

The only way is to cheat!

To reach the peak!

Looking at the boatman's life since he became the Immortal Emperor, the reason why he has been so miserable and defeated in every battle is because he didn't cheat!

He was severely abused by the Dark Immortal Emperor of the Plateau and defeated for countless eras. Why? Because he directly sacrificed the purest dark matter, which was an ominous substance of the level of the ancestor, and directly crushed him!

He was abused by Emperor Huang Tian and sealed by the Eternal Dream... Similarly, these are also cheats!

All of this came from the owner of the third generation bronze coffin... This is endless, it's like a confrontation.

From this we can see that it is unacceptable to be mean-mouthed or mean-handed.

Who made the boatman brag about himself and claim that he had forged an imperial sword using the scraps from the three-generation bronze coffin?

So, if he is not tragic, who will be tragic?!

Of course, it is sometimes difficult to tell whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Maybe if he had not declared so, he might not have been corroded by darkness, infected by unknown substances, and lay dead for countless years.

Instead, he was directly killed by the Immortal Emperor of the Weird Clan, and his body was thrown into the Heavenly Emperor's burial pit. He didn't even have a chance to break through to the Immortal Emperor.

To put it bluntly, it is probably the will of the ancestor that allows the boatman to survive.

After all, countless years ago, the bronze coffin of the third generation fell into the hands of the ancestor on the plateau.

At that time, the bronze coffin was buried on the plateau, which was the original burial site.

The ancestors got it, deduced it, and knew its name, which was the Three Generations Copper Coffin. They had all kinds of associations with this, but after waiting for endless years, one era after another, they still got nothing, so they didn't care anymore.

Later, out of helplessness, he let the bronze coffin of three generations drift away. It was not out of kindness, but because he wanted to see if other people had gained anything and whether there was anything unusual about the bronze coffin.

Turns out, there really is!

There was a predecessor who was a boatman. By chance, he found some scraps and refined them into a sword!

Boatman, why was it calculated so precisely that it was contaminated as soon as a breakthrough was made? Or was it because someone spent a huge amount of money and used the purest ominous substance?

That's exactly why!

From beginning to end, he was being secretly observed!

Therefore, at least two strange immortal emperors on the plateau did not kill him directly when faced with his breakthrough, but instead used the ominous ancestral-level substances to give him a hand.

Eventually, a corpse-like Immortal Emperor was created, causing trouble to the sea world for countless years.

……

"That kind of realm...?"

The Emperor said in a deep voice, his eyes a little blurry.

Finally, it became bright again. He looked at the Demon Ancestor and said in a deep voice, "Then, I wonder if you can help me?"

The Emperor looked at the soul mark with deep eyes.

Obviously, his true body couldn't hold back and wanted to do it in one go.

Moreover, this is a very fatal lifeline and cannot be controlled by outsiders.

"you want?"

The Demon Ancestor smiled, "Okay, I can give it to you."

"As long as you can...beat me!"

"Then, it's yours."

"Otherwise, please go back to where you came from."

The Demon Ancestor said slowly.

“Speak with strength? All right.” The Emperor’s eyes flickered little by little, the aura of immortals shook the ages, chaos surged, the rules of the avenue were like the ocean, the starry sky was burning and roaring, unable to withstand such power, it collapsed inch by inch, and everything was annihilated into nothingness!

"Just this one strike to continue the unfinished battle!"

The Emperor at this moment seemed to have completely overlapped with himself in the eternal dream, continuing the final showdown with the Human Emperor!

In the next moment, as if time burst its dam, as if the universe repeated itself, an incomparable light shone, the Emperor ignited himself, and bloomed a light that illuminated history!

However, a huge hand stretched out, extremely dark.

It held a palace-shaped magic weapon in its hand, and it blew it down with overwhelming force, sweeping away everything and destroying everything!

"Roar!"

The Emperor was roaring, he tried his best, but he was no match for his opponent!

Even though he had numerous magical powers and the Nine Secrets that were unprecedented in history, when the palace fell down, he was hit on the head and bled immediately!

Then, it was as if the heavens were pressing down, as if thousands of avenues were smashing down, and the emperor's body was as fragile as an egg being crushed by Mount Tai, and it cracked and shattered, and finally turned into a blood-red sun in the vast universe - he was blown to pieces alive!

At this moment, it seems like that moment.

He fell to the ground just as Qingdi fell to the ground, and even more miserably!

This scene shocked the entire universe, and all living beings were speechless.

——Could it be that the Demon Ancestor is invincible both in heaven and on earth?

Surpassing all the emperors of heaven throughout the ages, standing at the pinnacle of the human world!

The tragic defeat of the Qing Emperor testifies to the power of the Emperor.

The tragic defeat of the Emperor also witnessed the glory of the Demon Ancestor!

At this moment, the Demon Ancestor's body was glowing, and his heroic figure was like an indelible monument in the history of cultivation!

Except for a little... dissonance.

It was faintly heard that someone was cursing.

"Asshole! How dare you use me as a weapon?!" Some of the supreme figures seemed to be vomiting blood.

"Don't worry! Do you think I don't know? Back then, someone was in a rotten wooden box, and Emperor Huang Tian took it and threw it everywhere! He smashed it everywhere!" Someone retorted in a low voice, with confidence.

Chapter 325 Xiao Wan, Eighteen Arhats!

"I have great ambitions and never want to be inferior to others..."

Under the endless light, a conversation unknown to the world was taking place, and Jiang Yifei was arrogant.

"I will kill those whom Huang cannot kill, and I will take care of those things that Huang cannot take care of... Daoist friend, listen carefully!"

"In a word, I will do what Huang can do, and I will do even more what Huang cannot do!"

"In this era, the filming of "Perfect World", a co-production of the Ancient Era and the Current Era, is about to start. I will play the role of a creator who pays tribute to the predecessors. I will use the artistic image of a Taoist ancestor to strive to create a positive image, flourish in both literature and art, and promote heroic culture... I'm sorry to trouble you, Taoist friend, to become the main supporting role!"

Jiang Yifei was in high spirits. "Regarding this big production, not only you and I, but also all the national producers are involved. They are all veteran actors... what about Wu Shi Wu Zhong, what about Qing Lian Xian Wang, what about Qing Wei Tian Zhu, Da Chi Tian Zhu, Yu Yu Tian Zhu, what about Xian Monk King... So, you must not let me down!"

"I'm beeping you... beep beep beep..." The boatman cursed in the hall. He was so furious that he wished he could stand up on the spot and pin the Demon Ancestor to the ground and kill him.

Unfortunately, he can't.

Huang Wolong cut off the foundation of the world, and Ye Fengchu sealed his unparalleled cultivation with a leaf covering the sky. But now, in front of the Demon Ancestor, he can't even straighten his back!

"I hate it!"

The more Brother Di Gu thought about it, the more angry he became. "If it weren't for the fact that the tiger was trapped in plain land, how could it be bullied like this?"

"What's that person's name? Ye Fan, right? Wait for me!"

The angrier he got at Demon Ancestor, the more he hated Phoenix Youngster... Without this guy to cause trouble, how could he have gotten to this point? !

“Fellow Daoist, don’t be too angry… He is doing this for your own good!” The Demon Ancestor’s hypocritical consolation was actually adding fuel to the fire, fanning the flames. “Without going through the bitter cold, how can you smell the fragrance of plum blossoms? Fellow Daoist, only those who have endured the most hardships can become the best!”

"Come on! I believe in you. You will definitely rise up in the face of adversity!"

He encouraged and inspired people in this way, and used all means to boost morale.

Moreover, when the boatman was so moved that he wanted to make a long speech, he took decisive action and silenced the entire hall, bringing peace to the world.

"The world is clean."

The Demon Ancestor sighed in the starry sky, then lowered his eyes and smiled.

"boom!"

The sea of ​​stars shook, and ripples of the Great Dao spread out from him as the center, reaching far and wide, covering the entire nine heavens and ten earths.

Suddenly, it was as if time was flowing backwards, as if everything was reversed. The blazing sun that illuminated the entire universe was condensing and concentrating. The whole process was like going back in time, recreating the emperor who was blasted into ashes by the Demon Ancestor using the "Immortal Emperor Soldier"!

"Roar!"

During this process, there were powerful people roaring and struggling hard.

All the starry sky and the universe were affected, with large areas of constant turbulence, as if a curtain was pulled apart, as if it was the ancient chaos before the creation of the world, and a demon god was violently erupting in it, as if he wanted to create the world and break free from the suffocating darkness and deathly silence.

That kind of life fluctuation was so sacred and powerful, and it had unparalleled divine rules, which shook the foundation of all things in the universe and made the sun, moon, and stars all shake.

"It's useless, Emperor."

The Demon Ancestor was calm and said, "Do you want to use my hand to shatter your true body and escape with a glimmer of hope?"

"Unfortunately, this is just a foolish dream."

Jiang Yifei was chanting the mantra at this moment, and an eternal and indestructible field was emerging, as if it originated from the most basic rules of the evolution of the universe. It was everywhere in the heavens and was the most ancient cornerstone of vicissitudes.

It is simple and ancient, but indispensable, and therefore has the highest priority, covering everything and mastering everything.

In such a field, the struggle of the demon god was disintegrated, and chains stretched out from the darkness, piercing into the concentrated scorching sun, and finally turned into shackles that imprisoned a humanoid being.

"In my name, I will suppress your body!"

The Demon Ancestor spoke solemnly, and the shackles bound the Emperor who was beaten back to his original form. Even though the Emperor struggled hard, leaving a mottled bloodstain in the starry sky, he could not resist the will of the Demon Ancestor, and was dragged back to the place where he had escaped from prison.

"boom!"

The world’s tripod roared, as if laughing joyfully—my friend, you’re back again?

——What did you do when you went out? In the end, you ended up going back to the same place?!

The body of the tripod forged by the laws of immortality shone brilliantly, accepting the emperor again, and chains made of immortal gold shot out from all around, piercing through the emperor's body and nailing him to the ground, making him unable to move.

"Demon Ancestor! I can be killed but not humiliated!"

The Emperor growled with murderous intent.

"I wanted to kill you, but your crime is not punishable by death." Jiang Yifei smiled, "The crime of endangering the public security of the universe... You can't escape this. Considering that you attempted the crime, I will give you a lighter punishment and detain you in the World Cauldron."

"But you refused to change despite repeated admonitions, escaped from prison without permission, and even injured the jailer Comrade Xiao Wan. This is a serious problem, so I will restrict your ability to move and shackle you."

"You may not accept it, that's fine... Come on, use all your wisdom and talent to fight your way out of that prison again. I stand at the top, waiting for your challenge."

The Demon Ancestor turned around and walked away, leaving only his back to the Emperor and the world.

"In my case, mistakes must be admitted and crimes must be punished."

"Whether it's the high and mighty Immortal Emperor or the weak and insignificant beings...the sins they have committed must be repaid in the end."

"If you are unwilling to save your dignity, then don't blame me for personally helping you save your dignity..."

The voice was vague and gradually faded away with his figure.

He left quietly, just as he came quietly.

He waved his sleeves and left behind a brilliant myth.