The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 247 Protect our patriarch!

The galaxy trembled, and the endless and mysterious aura of opening the sky swept across the great universe, making the sea of ​​stars rippling. It was the turbulence of the void and the waves of the years, reflecting the two creator gods who seemed to be beyond the universe.

The chaotic dao rhyme entangled them, pulling countless laws and order chains intertwined, penetrating the past, present and future, ending the past, but also opening up the future. The entire era seems to surrender at their feet.

"Seiya!"

"Seiya!"

"Lord, supreme, you are one, you are all, you are the eternal truth..."

In the dark, misty hymns sounded, as if all beings in the world were singing and paying tribute to them.

This kind of mysterious weather manifested inexplicably, even the ancient emperors couldn't find the root cause, and the supreme being in the restricted area opened his eyes wide, and could only look at the universe in surprise.

Only those Heavenly Emperor characters who had observed the genealogy method had strange expressions and shook their heads.

"Young people really know how to play..."

They have a clear insight that the years of a certain person are quiet and good, and it is his ancestors who are carrying the burden!

"In these days, I really can't live in peace even if I die..."

The ancient emperor Shencan leaned on the nine-fold coffin and sighed, "If the future generations fail to live up to their expectations, they will disappoint the ancestors, and it will be difficult to die with peace of mind."

"But if the descendants are too upbeat...then don't even try to rest in peace."

"Every now and then, I have to be pulled out to work, or the kind of work for nothing..."

Having said that, he looked enviously at the Empress sitting cross-legged in the Bronze Immortal Palace in the distance.

The empress was single, but she was spared such a disaster, which made him envious.

The ancient silkworm emperor is different.

He has his own children, and when the branches and leaves are scattered in the future, thousands of generations will pass, and it may cause him a lot of headaches.

"No birth, no childbirth, safety..."

"Not necessarily."

The queen, who seemed to be sleepwalking all this time, suddenly spoke. She looked into the depths of the Milky Way, and what she saw were the three Dacheng overlords who had suffered bad luck and were killed to make an example of others.

At this moment, her eyes are very bright, as if she has broken free from a lost state, and there are thousands of stars shining in her pupils, as if she is deducing something.

"His practice has gone a step further."

The empress thought about it and said, "No longer confined to oneself, but to interfere with the outside world..."

The Emperor was stunned for a moment, then looked sideways.

He solemnly stared at the starry sky where the three overlord bodies were located, the space was not enough to block him.

Gradually, his expression changed and became serious.

The ancient emperor Shencan had to admit that the empress's reaction was much sharper than his. It was no wonder that she could use 10,000+ years of practice to equalize him lying dead for millions of years, and even the accumulation of millions of years.

"indeed……"

Silkworm Emperor whispered, "There is a lock that locks the doors of potential, the source of divine power, and the power of the primordial spirit of the three of them...it's incredible!"

"This lock seems to be made from the blood, and it is the cornerstone of the construction of these three people... Now, if you turn back, let life and death be controlled by others!"

"This method..."

He pondered, deduced seriously, and if he realized something, he understood what the empress said, "Is it because we are both human races, did Jiang Xiaozi and their ancestors meet?"

The so-called intersection refers to the "coincidence" of ancestors.

Perhaps there was once a person who gave birth to two daughters, one of which was inherited by the Jiang family's blood, and the other entered the hegemonic body, married and had children.

This situation is just a simple example. The reality may be much more complicated. The source of blood spreads out in circles and branches, and no one can tell how messy it is.

"However, isn't this a bit too evil?" Silkworm Emperor pondered, "The combination of several people can have such a great suppression?"

"And as far as I know, the Patriotic Ancestral Star is quite xenophobic... Even if there are exceptions, the time gap between each other is like a natural moat."

"The 10-year barrier, even if there is an origin, should not be so inexplicable."

He discussed with the empress and told about the irrationality in it.

"How can tens of thousands of years compare to the vicissitudes of millions or tens of millions of years?" The empress's eyes flickered, "Once the intersection and overlap of ancestors occurs, it means that the ancestors have traced back thousands and thousands of generations. Will fall, become that person's minions, and restrain and discipline future generations."

"Hundreds of billions and trillions of ancestors gathered together... so what?"

"That's really unsolvable." The God Emperor sighed, "This is simply the biggest weapon to bully the same race... the law of the ancestors must not be violated!"

"As long as you are a human race, if you don't know the mystery of this, once you meet him, you will be half a head shorter."

Shen Can suddenly laughed, "I still remember the dream he mentioned in front of us back then, to be the father of the world..."

"Looking at it now, it's hard to say whether it's the father or not, but the identity of the 'patriarch' can't be escaped... and it really made him go a step further, trace the origin, integrate all the ancestral imprints together, ancestralize him, he Yihua ancestors..."

"Tsk!"

The God Emperor gave an inexplicable click.

"Well, that's right... Fellow Daoist Tuntian, do you think you have overlapped with his ancestors?"

He became curious.

But for this question, the Empress didn't answer, maybe she didn't know.

After all, her background was not very good. Both parents died in her early years, and only one elder brother depended on each other.

Later, even his elder brother was killed by Yuhua Shenchao's dream of chasing immortals.

For an orphan, the ancestry has never been worth caring about.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether you know the answer to some questions or not.

"Zheng!"

The God Emperor heard the sound of gold and iron rippling and echoing, and there was an indescribable sharpness.

He looked intently, but saw that the Empress, who was too lazy to move most of the time, started to move. She took out a fairy sword and began to sharpen it seriously.

All of a sudden, he understood.

"hiss!"

The Emperor of God gasped for Jiang Yifei and mourned in silence.

This young man will be in trouble in the future.

The road to the patriarch of the human race is long and difficult, and when his genealogy method is perfected, he must face a terrifying "human robbery".

Seeing the Empress like this, she will probably slash her sword in the future to complete and end this cause and effect.

but.

There is no need for a fairy sword to show its power.

Jiang Yifei, the master of the Holy Gate, had already been injured by another sword.

Taihuang Sword!
"Boom!"

The star river burst, the starry sky collapsed, everything was changing and repeating, the scenes of creating the world and destroying the world overlapped, making the center of the battlefield extremely tragic.

And in this battlefield, two figures with infinite chaotic energy faced each other, one of them held a sword and pierced through the opponent's body;

In this battle, there was a posture of losing both sides, and countless people were terrified to see it.

"Drink!"

The Buddha lost his mercy, and at this moment only Vajra was glaring. He roared and shook the dragon sword in his hand vigorously. Amidst the buzzing sound, countless blood bursts shot out. The entire battlefield was covered with endless light of chaos.

However, that's about it.

Because, the bloody palm of the Lord of the Holy Gate grabbed the murderous soldier, making it difficult for him to do more.

On the other side, the other hand of the Lord of the Holy Gate clenched into a fist, but it already exploded the golden body of the Buddha, blasted into his head, and almost hit a chaotic relic!
"boom!"

That fist was glowing, it was burning and blooming, locked on the fatal vital point of the enemy, and the immeasurable divine energy exploded, shattering everything.

"rumble!"

Endless brilliance shone, the universe trembled, and in the vast sea of ​​light, two figures fell backwards.

There was also a shrill sword whistling sound, which stirred the universe. In the eyes of everyone, the Taihuang Sword flew up, and the sword body actually broke!

A special imperial weapon fused with the flesh and blood of a great human emperor broke apart in such a battle, which shows how ruthless both sides have played, and how endlessly they are endless!
However, what the world doesn't know is that in the endless sea of ​​light, two approving eyes cast their gazes on Taihuangjian.

——Well done, I'll add an extra chicken leg to you afterwards!
How can there be any quiet time?It's all the Taihuang Sword moving forward with a heavy load.

Of course, the loss of the Taihuang Sword was not that great, the break of the sword body only looked tragic, but the real gods and the inherent laws of the extreme way were well preserved.

It is enough to fool the uninformed audience.

With the cover of Zizai Wangfo, even the supreme being in the restricted area has to hold this sword in his hand to observe it before he can detect something wrong.

The Taihuang Sword also sank, and the integrity of the gods hit new lows again and again.

Perhaps it was the tragic death of the emperor that made the god crazy. In order to avenge the undead emperor, it was willing to do anything at all costs.

Compared with the Hengyu Furnace, which cherishes feathers, it can directly expel Jiang Yifei, who is a ruthless successor and has the dream of his father and emperor... The sacrifice of Taihuang Sword is too great.

It can really go all out, so it has become a tragic decoration in this battle, even if it is incomplete.

After all, even if the gods are preserved intact, the pain of a broken sword still needs to be savored.

Jiang Yifei sighed, this is the power of hatred, which makes the weapons work hard.

He is also willing to fulfill it, and he expressed before the battle that as long as he performs well enough, he is willing to help it and find resources that can make it sublimate.

The former Taihuang majored in imperial dragon spirit... Jiang Yifei didn't know much about this aspect.

But he thought, since the word "Dragon" is attached, it's okay to make a fuss about it.

For example, there was a dragon emperor in ancient times, who became enlightened with the body of a dragon.

Like the heaven and the earth have dragon veins, 99 dragon mountains can even breed immortal weapons.

For example, there is a magic medicine in the world, and the real dragon medicine is transformed by the dead real dragon fairy king. If it is baptized by this, it may have a completely new change.

There is even a Nine Dragons coffin...God knows what level of heavy weapon that is!

All these conditions make people feel that the path of "Dragon" is really unique and extraordinary.

If they can all be gathered together, they may be able to evolve into "immortals"!
Jiang Yifei also intends to give it a try.

It's just that he has given too many subjects over the years, and he is too busy to talk about it. As a demon ancestor, he doesn't have much food left.

But it doesn't matter, all it takes is a bit of suffering, a bit of temptation, and naturally angel investors will come with their own food and become glorious guinea pigs who pave the way for all living beings!

"I'm so kind..."

In the brilliant brilliance, the corners of Jiang Yifei's mouth curled up slightly, and he followed the wave to wreak havoc in the universe and the galaxy, making the battlefield even more serious, so that he could prove the brutality of the battle afterwards.

When the endless light dissipated, it was the end of the battle.

The Supreme in the restricted area reached out his divine sense and captured the ending.

The situation made them feel sorry, and they felt the urge to sigh.

——"Why don't you try harder and kill the opponent?"

Both sides are miserable.

Zizai Wangfo's aura was sluggish, his body was broken, golden Buddha's blood dripped down the galaxy, every drop of blood turned into a golden lotus, wandering in the starry sky.

The golden lotus is brilliant and exudes fragrance. It spreads all over the starry sky, but it makes the Buddha's condition not so bleak. It's not like being injured, but preaching in the Buddha's kingdom.

——Although people are hurt, the momentum cannot be lost, and the force cannot be lost!
On the other side, the owner of the Holy Gate is the same.

His body was cut open, but there was no bloody blood such as flesh and organs, only monstrous chaos gushed out.

These chaotic qi wandered in the void for a short time, and then naturally melted away, staged a grand scene of opening up the world, the clean qi rose, the turbid qi fell, and there were countless particles glowing and shining—that was the stars!
Wherever the chaotic air flows, there will be stars evolving in the void, and worlds will be opened up, all things will be born in it, and the fluctuations of life will be rippling.

Such a wonderful landscape is so sacred and transcendent that people can't help but feel awe from the bottom of their hearts, and they will never despise the Lord of the Holy Gate who was injured in the confrontation with the Buddha.

Where has the Supreme in the restricted area seen such a scene?
When they fought back then, it was all bloody... Pretentious?nonexistent.

In this regard, Mo Zu said——

Times have changed, old folks!
These days, a person's achievements in the eyes of outsiders depend on three points of hard work and seven points of packaging.

Fighting alone will never have a future. Only by exchanging business ideas and carrying people in bridal sedan chairs can we survive.

After all, if I don't raise my compulsion a bit, how can I fool everyone into contributing to my path of chaos and immortality? !
"Pity."

The lord of the Holy Gate suddenly spoke, and whispered to himself, "I really want to kill you and go back."

He was so confident and had an invincible demeanor.

But it is also true.

Judging only from the condition of his injuries, he is much better than Zizai Wangfo.

"It's just that there is a restricted area, and those people are watching...so I can't do this."

The Lord of the Holy Gate seemed a little sad, "If I kill you, there will be one less guardian in this universe, and those people will jump out impatiently and wash the world with blood."

His voice echoed in the galaxy of the universe, echoed in the ears of all races and common people, and contained rich emotions.

The Lord of the Holy Gate, this is a great person, this is a noble person, he jumped out of the simple stand and struggle, and saw more of the world.

He has great benevolence and righteousness, which makes many selfish people feel ashamed for no reason.

——This is a kind of emperor's demeanor!

The patriarch of the human race has such a capacity.

(End of this chapter)