The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 920 Demon Ancestor: Old Deng in the Bronze Coffin is too pretentious, let me teach him a lesson!
One year spent similar, each year is different.

A group of special souls reappeared in the world, freed themselves from cages, and saw the world again.

However, when they looked around, they did not see a familiar figure.

Those relatives, those old friends, those sincere feelings, and the worldly things that were closely related to them have long been buried in the dust of time.

Even if there is a great power of eternal dream in this world, it can make the old shadows reappear and cause waves.

However, that is a special treatment for heroes, outstanding people, and geniuses, and it actually has little to do with the vast majority of ordinary people.

It is in the ordinary that greatness is born, which makes people marvel and sigh.

These souls are lost. They feel lonely and melancholy.

Of course, given their special circumstances, if they could embark on the path of spiritual practice, most of them would be able to achieve extraordinary accomplishments, and then perhaps they would be able to save something.

But, look at the current situation...

They shook their heads silently.

It's so crazy and so abstract, so forget it. It's already a bit like accidentally falling into a fire pit when you are reincarnated here, so why should you drag your relatives and friends into it?

In this era, there is a kind of madness where one cannot live or die.

While alive, you may become a beast of burden, consumable material, or a screw without realizing it.

died?

That wasn't let go either.

The main thing is to make the best use of one thing.

These souls accepted their own misfortune calmly, but they did not want their only special "kind" to suffer the same fate.

Because we have lost something, we cherish it. They sincerely hope that the boy’s story can continue and that there are still people in this world who remember and think about him.

"you……"

The young man turned around and looked at the souls, wanting to say something but stopping himself, wanting to say something again.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

he persuaded.

"No need to persuade us." The souls chuckled, "We were originally different people, but a coffin turned us into fellow travelers."

"We share the same fate and breathe the same air... She's your sister, right? Now she's our sister too!"

"How can we just sit there and watch our sister being bullied?"

"What's more, we have a murderous feud with those overlords behind the scenes, right?"

"Because of our uniqueness, we were hunted down and buried... This is a great revenge!"

"It's just that our strength is too limited. Even if we practice for a thousand or ten thousand lifetimes, there is no hope of defeating them... We can only borrow external forces and use our lives as bargaining chips!"

They let the boy put down the burden in his heart. Their choice was not only because of the affection between the boy and his sister, but also for their own sake!

Even though this reason is lame and makes people shake their heads.

After all, facts have proven that anyone with this face and who has an unclear connection with the Three Generations Bronze Coffin will ultimately achieve great things, such as Emperor Huang Tian and Emperor Ye Tian!
It is not impossible to take revenge personally.

Even if not all of these souls can become successful, as long as there is one that can stand out among the thousands, it will be enough to give the ancient overlords a headache.

They have endless possibilities.

But on this day he decided to give up this possibility, set himself on fire, sacrifice himself, and tear apart the dark veil that shrouded this era!
boom!
On the grand and tall altar, a blazing fire was burning!
A group of seemingly ordinary and common souls were being sacrificed, and their weight was not as great as that of the Immortal Emperor or the Taoist Ancestor... However, at this moment, an oppressive aura condensed.

In the very center, the figure of a young boy gradually fades away, and bits of light rain are scattered.

Through the rain of light, the waves of the eternal dream surged, allowing a past event to shine into the hearts of many people, and see the past of a young boy and a little girl.

At the same time, this is also a sacrifice.

A sacrifice called... "True Love".

There once was a person who, through constant destruction, rebirth, and continuous repetition, reached an indescribable height, but also seemed to have lost the special emotional touch because of it.

Even in a moment, he could restore everything, revive his relatives and friends, and continue all the emotions of the past... But to him, all of these seemed to have become human machines, and he could no longer feel the sincere emotion.

Even if you repeat it countless times, or even reload the game and let history repeat itself, it will still be the same.

Finally, this creature tried to kill himself, becoming the most ordinary state, trying to find true love.

Unfortunately, it still failed.

Due to too many factors, he finally chose to bury himself.

The sadness of the past, the heaviness of the sacrifices, the lack of emotions... all condensed into the image of a strange and terrifying existence.

His figure is no longer seen in the world, only a coffin wandering in the world, sowing seeds. It seems to have no purpose, but also seems to have too many words to say.

Perhaps, it is not about confiding, but about experiencing and feeling the warmth and coldness of the world, and finding it from the most ordinary and humble things.

At this moment, the warmth and coldness of this world are presented!

Some images flash by like flowing light, from blurry to clear, as if pulling people into that time and space in an instant.

A little child, who lost his parents very early, still struggles in the world as tenaciously as a weed, hungry and cold, and survives by finding leftovers from the outside.

The world is too cold, so cold that it’s suffocating.

The only motivation that supported the boy was his sister who was a few years younger than him. "You must take good care of your sister..."

When he found some leftovers, he would feed them to his younger sister first, no matter how hungry he was. But his younger sister was very sensible and always let the boy eat the first bite.

In the end, they compromised and ate the leftovers together.

Although they still couldn't eat enough, they still felt it was extremely sweet and delicious.

However, a hemp rope will break at the thinnest part, and misfortune only finds the unfortunate people.

When you think life is hard enough, what often greets you is not happiness after suffering, but a darker future.

One day, the boy was discovered because of his special physique and forcibly taken away. His sister chased after him, not wanting to be separated.

However, with the little wisdom that the boy had gained from struggling to survive at the bottom of society, how could he not see the cruelty deep in those people's hearts?

He shed tears and asked those people not to take her away, and persuaded his sister to go back and wait.

This wait means a farewell forever.

Until his death, the young man could not rest in peace, leaving behind only an unforgettable obsession.

"...The blood of gods, demons and Buddhas have all been poured on it. Soon it will be my turn. Death does not matter, but who can help me take care of my sister? She is still too young and I am worried about her." He pleaded with the people around him, asking them not to forget to help him raise his sister if they could return to the other side of the starry sky.

However, everyone with him is a sacrifice, so who can go back?

In the end, he hastily wrote his last words on the ground with his own blood, with a feeling of despair and unfulfilled worries.

"I'm going to die, who... can help me take care of my sister?"

With endless regret and unwillingness, he...died.

His death created the most stunning empress in the world!
Now, he will wither again.

However, compared to his previous despair and sadness, he had made a lot of progress this time, and he smiled gently.

Because he knew and understood that even without him, his sister could still live well, which proved how excellent her survival ability was.

In this way, even if you die, you can rest in peace.

"I hope my sacrifice can increase my sister's chances of victory..."

He sighed softly, without any reluctance, and let the fire illuminate the eternal sky!
The young man seemed extremely special, perhaps because the things he offered as sacrifice, the sincerity of his feelings, were something that the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations had never experienced.

After all, even if the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations had once beheaded himself and sacrificed himself again, only an ordinary him was left to live quietly with his past relatives and friends.

But, since it is said to be "quiet", how many waves can there be?
No matter how quiet you are, you can still be said to be a winner in life and live a happy life.

If you live a comfortable life for a long time, you will feel bored.

If he goes hungry for two meals, he might behave himself.

Feel the chill of society, such as middle-aged people, bald heads and unemployment; boxing masters, three children without relatives; bankruptcy and debts, cows demolishing houses...

I guarantee that he will be full of motivation again, and he will no longer be depressed, and his mood will no longer be negative - two negatives will add up to a positive!
Demon Ancestor: "Old Deng of the Copper Coffin is just too pretentious. Let me teach him a lesson!"

Of course, the owner of the bronze coffin for the third generation missed the opportunity to seek medical treatment immediately and lacked such an unforgettable touch.

But at this time, at this moment, someone sacrificed himself, a young man with the same appearance as him, and offered a true love that still shines brightly in despair and hardship!

boom!
At this moment, the entire altar was shaking violently, burning with the most terrifying flames on its own. The oppressed billions of worlds in the heavens were in turmoil, as if the entire world was about to melt!

A terrifying force seemed to be reviving, roaring and screaming!

However, before this, there was already an empress who was extremely angry. She let out a long roar, causing the eternal sky to collapse!

"what!"

She looked painful and turned back suddenly, "Brother!"

"I can defeat the enemy without your sacrifice!"

On the altar, in the firelight, the shadow of the young man shook his head, then laughed and waved his hand.

At this moment, he seemed extremely special, as if he was emitting an extraordinary soul light that illuminated the endless void.

Click!

The altar is breaking!
The tremendous power spread out, and then suddenly condensed, gathering from the young man, from the sacrificed souls, turning into a dazzling divine light, crossing endless time and space, and merging into the body of the empress!
boom!
The empress emits infinite light!
At this moment, she was brighter and shining than ever before, as if all the light in the world was concentrated on her, becoming the only source of light illuminating the world.

This is a...gift.

As tears fell like rain, the empress's figure became blurred. She first seemed to turn into a boundless ocean, in which countless myths appeared and disappeared. Then she seemed to become a boundless land of destiny, transcendent above, carrying the ultimate and only fruit of the Tao, and below were one extraordinary road after another.

The terrifying aura that made the ancestors and overlords shudder was spreading, making them feel as if they had returned to a battlefield they had just experienced not long ago, where they were severely beaten.

He originally wanted to "kill Ye", but ended up facing "Huang", and also fought against the Tao and Fa of the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations!

At this moment, it seems like, at that time and that moment!

"Ghost Emperor! Burial Master! You've caused us so much trouble!"

One overlord lost his composure and yelled, "It's all your fault this time!"

Without the Undertaker's explosion of gold coins, how could the earth-shaking changes at this moment have occurred if those souls had not exploded?
Of course, among them, that group of souls are also fierce and ruthless. They are too courageous and decisive. They die when they say they will, without any fear of death. Their attachment to the human world makes them sacrifice themselves directly... This is also a major factor.

"This is life!"

The Undertaker sighed, and his body suddenly exploded into endless blood mist.

"die!"

A female emperor was like a ghost at this moment. She was extremely hateful and killed people with a sword.

The sword light was like rain, bringing countless blood-colored fireworks.

She did not care about her life. The fighting power given by the gift was perfectly matched with her. She tried her best to exert it. She really wanted to destroy the world and rule the world forever!
In the blood rain, tears rolled down her eyes, expressing her silent sorrow.

Faced with such an empress, the ancient overlord, and the strange ancestor, they would all be terrified. Perhaps if they are not careful in this battle, they would all be dragged to be buried with him!
boom!
The barriers of the world have been broken!
The extremely brilliant sword light shattered the source of time in the world. This is a supreme combat power that can change almost everything and redefine everything!
On this day, or in other words, from ancient times to the present and into the future, all the time nodes were shaking violently, reflecting the figure of an empress, who held a sword to split and cut off the eternity!
The waves of world destruction have never been as intense and shocking as they are now.

I don’t know how much time had passed, and I don’t know where the battlefield had moved to, but the remaining creatures in the world only then felt the fluctuations gradually subside.

"Is this the end?"

They were nervous and uneasy, but they could do nothing.

However, in an eternal unknown place, someone glanced back, then laughed and shook his head, turned around, and looked at an ornamental flower with interest, looking at the flower fairy on the stamen.

"Little sister, you can't do this!"

"Look, you are just an ornamental flower raised in someone's yard, accompanying them for countless years, but what happened? You didn't inherit much of your master's unique skills, so you get bullied by anyone you meet..."

"Tell me, why is the gap between people so big?"

Hearing this, the flower fairy stood on the pistil and swung her fist angrily, wishing she could blow the young man's head off.

The young man was not angry, but said earnestly, "Hakihua, you have to cheer up! You have to do your best!"

"If you continue like this, the distribution of your master's inheritance will really have nothing to do with you at all!"

"Hmm?" The young man frowned. "What did you say? You said you won't be a person who lives off your parents? You want to be independent? You want to be strong?"

"Tsk! Why do I feel like you are confident that you have found a new employer?"

"But, is your next home okay?"

"Do you need my help with some exercise?"

"Please believe me, I am a famous golden medal teacher in the nine heavens and ten earths, and I am best at training peerless strongmen!"

"Then Ye Fan, Emperor Ye Tian, ​​knows about this, right?"

"He is where he is today, all thanks to me!"

"I think when he sees me, he should at least kowtow twice to thank his teacher!"