The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

The devil appears and the ancient bell rings!

All this happened in a short period of time, and the power of the Eastern Wilderness, like the roaring waves of the vast sea, let the world know that the sky had changed!

At this moment, countless living beings are in fear, and countless holy places are trembling, kowtowing in the direction of Zishan.

Those who are in danger may even have ominous speculations in their minds——

"Is this... the dark turmoil in old legends?"

After all, that aura is so intimidating!

Unable to resist!

"Chi!"

In the southern region of the Eastern Wasteland, by the Jishui River, an ancient mirror soared into the sky, illuminating the universe, shining with nine colors of light, blooming flowers of the void, freezing the waves of time that accompanied the ringing of the bell, and stabilizing the peace of the place.

Void mirror!

"boom!"

In the land of the Northern Territory, the Yaochi Great Sect was suddenly filled with the aura of the ancient emperor, and the sound waves of the great avenue were deafening and enlightening.

The fairies in Yaochi stopped what they were doing and saluted solemnly... Above their heads, in the sky above the vast sky, green air currents fell one after another at this moment, each one as thick as a mountain, huge and heavy, Like one hanging river hanging down after another.

In the endless and distant sky, there is a small independent world in a trance. The chaotic energy is surging, the earth, fire, wind and water are rotating. In the middle, there are imperial towers made of fairy tears green gold looming.

Xihuang Tower!

Like the carrier of the great road, it blooms with divine power at this time, opening up a world.

There seemed to be a god resurrected in the tower with tears on his cheeks. He looked at the Purple Mountain, seemingly worried, as if he was always ready to attack.

There is no doubt that this is a major invisible foreign aid for the "Avengers".

The Jiang family has two imperial weapons, both made by Emperor Hengyu... But no matter what, they can't beat the Wushi Bell.

After all, Emperor Wu Shi had an empress mother named Xihuang, and Wushi Bell could call him to the Xihuang Tower to help!

It's even possible that Wu Shi's father, one of the nine holy bodies that roamed the sky and the earth back then, would still jump out if his weapons were still there!

One sect, two emperors, three supremes... This lineup is too arrogant.

"Buzz!"

Under the pressure that spread across the Eastern Wasteland, the Void Mirror and the Western Emperor Tower were mobilized and stood ready. Only then did the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron of the Light Holy Land vibrate. It leaped into the sky, and thousands of black dragons poked out from the cauldron. He looked up to the sky and roared, shaking the sky for eternity.

The imperial soldiers from the Eastern Wasteland have all appeared!

On their bodies, there is the brilliance of Ji Dao shining, as if Ji Ji will revive at any time and strike a blow from the ancient emperor!

…

"It's chaos! It's chaos!"

In the Eastern Wasteland and Southern Territory, a sickly old man stepped out of a deep pool.

The look on his face was very bad, as if he had stepped into a coffin with one foot.

However, when he listened to the fairy sound of the ancient bell and looked back at the birth of the devil, there was a moment of sharpness in the depths of his eyes, as if he could cut open an entire world!

But this seems to be just an illusion.

Soon, the sick old man relaxed and stopped paying attention to the little things in the Northern Territory - he had already seen the results.

And compared to these old antiques buried by time, he is more interested in a certain target.

Over the years, he has been wandering in the Southern Territory, counting the days when the avenue disappeared after a certain guy who was "a lotus in the blue sky for eternity" died, looking for certain traces.

"Where did Qingdi die?"

The sick old man sighed.

A generation of demon emperors, who were rampant for a while, tried to establish the demon clan's heaven in the Eastern Wasteland... This is not a secret.

However, Emperor Qing failed to implement this great project in the end.

Afterwards, Qingdi belched his farts - it is said.

The sick old man calculated that the Demon Emperor should be buried in the Eastern Wasteland, or even in the Southern Territory.

So over the years, he traveled thousands of miles away, eager to start robbing the tomb... no, archaeological project of the Qing Emperor.

The sick old man was suppressed by Qingdi Dao for his whole life.

What's even more sad is that he has never seen Qingdi's people, who are not defeated after a challenge, but are convinced of the defeat.

The Qing Emperor "died" before he was born!

It took more than a thousand years to reach the door of the great emperor's realm. All he had to do was reach out and jump to transform into a brand new emperor.

No way!

Against the odds, he failed!

Even if the emperor dies, he will still be the master of the great avenue and the heart of heaven for ten thousand years!

The sick old man did not believe in evil, so he paid the price in blood, suffered additional injuries, and was trapped for eight thousand years!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. In a fit of anger, he picked up the time and saw that the Qing Emperor's Avenue was about to disappear. He would soon be unable to worry about any backup plans. He began to wander around the Eastern Wasteland, trying to dig out something.

"Master, what are you doing!" By the pool, a little girl with two braids wearing pink and jade sculptures asked curiously with her big round eyes open.

"I'm looking for immortality, but unfortunately... I can't find it. It seems I have no hope here." The sick old man sighed softly.

"Immortal fate?" The little girl probed her head.

"Xiao Xia, do you know why the Qing Emperor was able to achieve enlightenment and become emperor in the post-desolate ancient era, shocking the past and the present, and becoming the first person in a hundred thousand years?" The sick old man touched his beard, "Because he once lived in an immortal pool. Being born has received great benefits.”

"The Qing Emperor's body is a green lotus. When it was first born, it took root in the mud and was planted on a piece of green copper... I suspect that it was a fragment of the immortal cauldron that was created in the past."

"That fragment accompanied the Qing Emperor's life, will it also accompany his death? This is what I am curious and pursuing." The sick old man said quietly, "I think that if we can find the Qing Emperor's tomb, we may be able to see it. To the burial object, that piece of green copper.”

"There is also the legendary... Desolate Tower."

The sick old man has profound spiritual knowledge, but when he talks about the deserted pagoda, he can't help but look forward to it.

"Legend has it that the desolate tower has killed immortals!"

"Ah!" The little girl couldn't help but exclaimed when she suddenly heard such a secret. She was only four or five years old, but she was already extremely smart and smart.

"Are there really immortals in this world?"

"Who knows?" The sick old man shook his head, "However, although there is no immortal, there are many things and tools related to immortals, which seem to be guiding something... We monks may gain something by exploring it."

"It's just... a chance!"

The sick old man sighed.

He had no shortage of talents and talents in his life, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the edge of enlightenment under the suppression of a great emperor.

It's a pity that it just lacks some energy!

"I can't find the Qing Emperor's tomb here in the East Wasteland, then I will go back to Zhongzhou to look for it, and look for the even more mysterious Immortal Transformation Pond!"

The sick old man made a decision.

"I have clues, which are related to the great dragon vein of Qinling..."

The old man walked out of the pool, and while talking, he took the little girl away gradually.

However, not long after he left, a pot-bellied Taoist priest crawled out of the continuous craters not far away.

He was wearing a Taoist robe and a purple-gold crown, but he didn't look like a monk at all. His body was plump and his face was red. At first glance, he didn't look like a serious Taoist priest.

"It shouldn't be..."

He was thinking casually, holding a small dusty bowl in one hand, which looked like a jar lid, while the other hand kept pinching his fingers, calculating the heavens and earth, calculating ghosts and gods.

"Where is the Qing Emperor buried? I dug so many places but couldn't find it?"

The fat Taoist priest said to himself, which shows that he and the sick old man are in the same boat in this regard, and they are both thinking about the tomb of the Qing Emperor.

Poor generation of demon emperors!

Although he was stubborn and had his body dismembered, wasn't he still not completely dead?

There were two groups of people trying to dig him out!

"Master Tao, I don't believe this evil!"

The fat Taoist priest encouraged himself, "I even visited the ruthless dojo, lost nine lives, and finally dug out the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Cap... What happened to Qingdi? Can he be more powerful than ruthless people!"

He vowed to challenge the limits and create greater glory!

In this world, there is no tomb that he dare not steal. This is true for ruthless people, and so is Qing Emperor!

"but……"

The fat Taoist priest looked in the direction of the Purple Mountain in the North Territory, his eyes shining brightly, as if he had extraordinary spiritual awareness and could see the confrontation there.

"I didn't notice it in the past... there seems to be a lot of good things in Zishan!"

"Whose tomb is that? I'll go take a look then..."

…

"No beginning!"

Such a name was shouted out by a demon-like figure.

He roared up to the sky, and the starry sky was disturbed. Meteor stars pierced the eternal sky and were about to fall to the earth, shattering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

However, when a bell rang, it seemed that the whole world was suppressed.

And then if you go back in time, everything will be brought back to where it started!

"No progress."

On the Taoist platform in the deepest part of Purple Mountain, countless great emperor formations were shining at this moment, shining through the past, present and future, turning into the most vast divine energy, making a big bell fully active.

A blurry figure surrounded by chaotic energy actually walked out of the Wushi Bell!

That is the god without the beginning clock!

The "No Beginning Sutra" moved naturally. When it came to his side, it opened easily, revealing one page and displayed it in front of the god. Then, the god of Wu Shizhong raised a hand and slapped the phantom of the demon god!

In an instant, thousands of scenes appeared on the land of the Northern Territory, shocking the world.

At the last moment, it was as if the Eastern Wilderness had been transported back to the beginning of the ancient times. Before the creation of the sky, all phenomena in the sky had ceased to exist, and only chaos was flowing.

The next moment, it seemed as if all sentient beings had arrived at an infinitely distant time downstream. All things in the world had faded away, heading towards the end of their decline - the universe also has a lifespan!

One is the infinitely ancient past, the other is the infinitely distant future, one goes upstream, and the other goes downstream... They complement each other, connecting the beginning and the end, and here they evolve into a monstrous torrent of time, becoming one and the same. magical power!

There is no beginning and no end, all things are empty!

"No beginning!"

The demon roared again, but this time his tone was filled with horror and despair.

"Join forces!"

He abandoned the dignity of a strong man and called on his teammates to help.

As a result, there were several demon-god-like figures, half of their bodies "squeezing" out of the seal, and together they exploded with magical powers, unleashing an unrivaled killing spree!

"boom!"

The sky shattered.

This is the aftermath of the killings of several quasi-emperors.

They are powerful, and their lethality is worthy of their strength.

pity……

Under the palm of chaos, everything is so fragile!

"Paji!"

Like killing a few bed bugs, like destroying everything, those demons and gods exploded into pieces in the sky and the earth!

Moreover, the aftermath of Wu Shizhong's killing attack is spreading, pointing directly at the true body, trying to shatter their souls and destroy their origins!

Hidden in the darkness is a huge phoenix nest made of sycamore wood. It is engraved with the ancient emperor's formation patterns. It is glowing at the moment, trying to dispel murderous intent.

But, it’s useless!

Wu Shizhong was so tyrannical that he even dared to attack the immortal emperor in Nirvana, so how could he care about the Phoenix Nest he left behind?

Even if there is an Immortal Queen sitting in it, it is almost meaningless.

Until a figure walked out - it was a white-haired old man, leading a lame horse, holding a war gun, and cut open a starry sky.

He confronts Wu Shizhong and is the greatest hope of the Immortal Dynasty - the number one general.

"when!"

The Wushi Bell is ringing, and the bell wave is continuous; the Imperial Formation is dazzling, shining more and more.

As the pages of the Wushi Sutra are turned over, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are wailing, wanting to surrender to the principles of the Wushi Emperor!

The god of Wushi Bell became serious, and it was even considering whether to attract the bottle of blood essence tempered by the Wushi Emperor hidden deep in the old land of Yaochi.

After all, the opposite side is also a genius who has achieved enlightenment in a different way. He can conquer the restricted area supreme who killed himself, and even take away their lives!