Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 121 Dark Fire Lin'er, it's bad, I have become the ancestor of the alien world
[The previous chapter has been revised. After I finished it, a book friend made a suggestion, saying that the protagonist should not be depressed. The author listened carefully and revised the previous chapter.]

"Hey!"

An immortal root took root in the calamity soil, entangled with the mysterious and yellow mother energy. The moment it appeared, the avenue waves were overwhelming, sweeping across the stars in the sky. Many stars outside the domain trembled, but this ancient star field was fixed, without any shaking.

This is a most powerful elixir that is comparable to the immortal Hibiscus tree!
On its branch, there was a green gourd spewing out chaotic energy, trembling and shaking the heavens. This power was too terrifying, even the black gourd was inferior to it. The latter wanted to land on a corner of the fairy vine, but was hit by the green gourd and flew away, and it was unknown how many stars it smashed.

Incomplete is no match for intact!

"boom!"

The god inside the black gourd became angry, and his true form appeared, like a fire demon. He stood on the Immortal-Slaying Gourd and let out a terrifying roar. In an instant, flames shot up into the sky. This time, there was no need for Yan Ming to urge it. It spontaneously condensed the internal universe and galaxies, and slashed out with peerless sword energy to fight against the gourd of the same origin, cutting through the universe, as if the battle between gods was recurring!
"A dispute between two gourds? No... This immortal root was born in Kunlun in the past."

In the darkness, a secret of heaven was revealed, and the dream butterfly fluttered. Yan Ming, who was united with the ancient imperial weapon, had a glow between his eyebrows. The secret of the previous word was activated, and he truly saw a scene from the past through the power of the dream path.

In the mythological era, in front of the Kunlun Immortal Mountain, a figure dressed in black Taoist robes stood in the air. An aura as vast as the abyss spread out from his body, covering the sky and the earth. Under this aura, all living things in Kunlun seemed extremely small and could not resist it at all.

“Ancient Heavenly Lord!”

Yan Ming's pupils shrank as he stared at the black-clad figure. Although it was just a projection of the long river of time, the unique aura of the extreme made his soul tremble. It was vast and ancient, far beyond the reach of even the Ancient Emperor.

The black-robed celestial being stood in front of the Kunlun Immortal Mountain, which was as high as the sky. Suddenly, this figure began to attack the mountain. Facing his attack, a terrifying and overwhelming pressure spread from the mythical mountain range.

"boom!"

An ancient dragon was born, driving the fire energy of the earth. It came out with a candle in its mouth and fought against the Mythical Heavenly Lord. In this terrible confrontation, the heaven and earth seemed to collapse.

The Candle Dragon roared, shattering the sea of ​​stars. Its scales shone with a chilling light. This was a completely new way and method, traveling far on the Great Path of Flame. Yan Ming observed it carefully...

The dance of light and shadow accelerated, finally pausing in a moment. A man in black robes stood deep within Kunlun Mountain, plucked a clear black gourd, and then pulled away an entire divine vine. The surrounding creatures dared not speak in anger, but watched helplessly as the immortal elixir disappeared...

"Zhulong... was defeated. That person is the one who originally refined the Immortal-Slaying Gourd? He is not the ancient emperor, but the mythical Heavenly Lord. Is he a Holy Spirit?" Yan Ming was thoughtful and witnessed another ancient secret. Although it was just an image, it still made him unable to calm down. He didn't know how many ripples of his thoughts were stirred up.

Is the other party the one who established the Holy Spirit Forbidden Zone? If so, he will have another ancient celestial master in his ancestry.

"puff!"

The light and shadow of the dream path dimmed and then suddenly became bright, flowing in Yan Ming's heart, and finally a strange flow of information spread out.

The second act unfolds with incredible clarity!
In the ancient times, in the restricted area of ​​Beidoutian, a man in black robes confronted the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit. The murderous aura filled the sky, making Yan Ming's body tense. He almost subconsciously decided to activate the Doutian Fenxian Gong. This had become his conditioned reflex.

The next moment, he relaxed, his soul a little touched. After all these years of continuous battles, he had reached this point?
If you want to truly reverse the five elements and turn fire and wood upside down... the road is long and difficult!
The scene in the Holy Spirit's ancestral land was exactly the same as the light and shadow in the myth. Outsiders broke in by force, and the ancient Holy Spirit was revived. The terrible murderous intent rushed out like a vast ocean.

It was a humanoid fire spirit, fighting in anger, but it was really no use. The ancient emperor of the time was invincible, and even defeated him head-on with the "Yuan Shen Bing" that his lineage was most proud of. The Dao sword was unparalleled, and when it was slashed by the Yuan emperor, it was really going to shatter the nine layers of Lingxiaotian and sweep across the three thousand worlds.

If the other two auras had not revived at the critical moment, the Great Holy Spirit would have surely perished.

The black-robed man marched straight in and found the mythical spiritual root, but to his disappointment, the elixir of immortality was almost gone, leaving only a green gourd shrouded in brilliant fairy mist, divine light and auspicious colors, and a magnificent scene.

He took away the green gourd and the withered gourd vine, ignored the angry stare of the holy spirit of the forbidden area, and covered a large mythical forbidden area alone!
Mythology and ancient times, how similar!

"You took away the immortal vine and the magic gourd today, and there will be a reckoning in the future." A cold and sharp voice sounded, and the supreme power spread out. The murderous intent filled the air for eternity and shook out from the Holy Spirit Forbidden Zone. It was even more terrifying than the previous battle, and it made the later creatures of the ancient times shiver and lose their minds for a long time.

Why is my ancestor yelling at me?
"No, this aura..." Yan Ming opened and closed his eyes, feeling somewhat familiar. He had felt it before in the primitive lake. It was one of the fallen great holy spirits.

The immortal vine... was taken away by Emperor Yuan. This is the beginning and end of the Holy Spirit Rebellion!

Obviously, the Emperor Yuan in his prime youth was not afraid of the forbidden area and did not take it seriously at all, which led to this cause and effect.

As the dream came to an end, a bit of divine light flowed through Yan Ming's mind. A technique emerged and he mastered it in an instant. His spirit condensed into a sword embryo, which had the power to destroy the heavens and turn decay into magic.

The real forbidden chapter is clearer than the sword and grass killing move that Yan Ming secretly transformed with the word "fighting", and focuses on destroying the source of the great way.

In comparison, the fire spirit in human form, who used the Dao fire of his primordial spirit to fight the enemy, was really no match and was cut by the Dao sword. There was a big difference in their intentions.

"It seems that even among the same great holy spirits, there are differences in level... The one in Fire Demon Ridge should be the best." Yan Ming said, and when he looked up again, the revived corpse of Yuan Huang disappeared at some point and was suppressed.

At this moment, only the Divine Emperor was left overlooking the Beidou Mountains and Rivers. Billions of Dao traces were scattered in the forbidden land of life, illuminating an eternal brilliance.

There was only a black gourd left outside the domain. The Yuanhuang weapon's light was dim, and there was a terrifying handprint on its surface. It disappeared into the depths of the starry sky, no longer having the sharp edge it had when it came, and left without even saying a harsh word.

"It... spoke up for its former master and was slapped by the Divine Emperor. It's really brave." Yan Ming shook his head, knowing what had happened.

He was not surprised at all that the Divine Emperor was able to suppress the remains of the Yuan Emperor. This 'Sleeper' had been the emperor in the ancient times for a very long time, so long that all the supreme beings despaired and could not even compare to him.

This simple sentence in "Blocking Heaven" at least confirms the strength of the Third and Fourth Divine Emperors. Although they lie dead in their coffins, they will eventually return. Their Dao fruition is not comparable to that of ordinary supreme beings...

On this day, the Yuan Emperor transformed into a corpse and the Shen Emperor returned, causing great turmoil in Beidou, which was a continuation of the Star Wars.

No one knew how long the war would last, but unexpectedly, everything became peaceful afterwards. Beidou finally welcomed peace after a long absence, and no one in the Eastern Wasteland dared to resort to war.

All races coexist, this statement that was once laughed at has now come true!

Gai Jiuyou, Cai Yong and others convened the Yaochi Conference again. The few remaining great saints of the ancient clan gathered together and made an alliance.

Later, the big black dog acted as the messenger of Zishan, and the timeline was reset.

There is no saint in the world!

Yan Ming did not participate in the meeting, showing no emotion at all. Instead, he issued a decree, ordering Jiang Yifei to lead 30,000 Fire Crow soldiers to Beiyuan to confiscate the property, accompanied by the Golden Crow Saint. Putting aside the chaos at the Wang family, Yan Ming returned to the Northern Territory's Primordial Lake and saw the Yuan Emperor's corpse deep in the lake, or more accurately, his coffin.

In addition, there is a shining silver dragon claw and a dazzling golden bone. The gaps between the two are very smooth, as if they were cut off alive. They are still shining with immortal fairy light, and the murderous intent is captivating.

"No wonder the Yuan Emperor's corpse lies here. There are relics of the Holy Spirit, containing the resentment of the fallen. If there were no Emperor's corpse to suppress it, it would be a disaster."

A woman in a white dress opened and closed her beautiful eyes and exhaled a breath of fresh air. Although she was surprised to see part of the remains of the Great Perfection Holy Spirit, she also had a sense of calmness. She had witnessed too many miracles in the past few days.

"Fire Spirit Bone, Thunder Spirit Claw..."

Yan Ming shook his head and looked more deeply. The obsession of the two holy spirits was too strong before their death, and it has not been extinguished until now. If that kind of inner supreme murderous intent were to erupt, even a quasi-emperor would be terrified.

It is no wonder that the people of the Original Lake cannot make use of it. These are the remains of their mortal enemies, a source of disaster for them. They don’t know when they will cause corpse transformation, just like the old story of Yaochi.

But he is not in pain and can be approached.

From this point of view, it was indeed right for Yuanshihu to look for him. It was a lineage inheritance, and some causes and effects could not be avoided just by wanting to.

"I don't know if there will be any descendants of Kunlun seeking revenge on me in the future." Yan Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he showed no fear.

The descendants of Kunlun were extremely powerful in the mythological era, and were mostly supreme beings. But the present time is different from the past. Now the only surviving ancient ancestor of that clan may be the transformed snake under Feixian Star. The other party was used as a sacrifice by the Emperor and will die if exposed to the light, so there is no need to worry.

The high-level combat forces of that clan were held back by the Qi-refining masters of the pre-Qin period. The situation was definitely not good. Nearly half of Feixian Star's territory was occupied by the Qi-refining masters. How could they have the energy to seek revenge?
"The ancient times are gone, you two can rest in peace!"

Yan Ming sat down cross-legged, scriptures flying out of his mouth, gradually dissolving the resentment of the Silver Dragon Claw and the Fire Spirit Bone, restoring them to their sacredness. During this process, the remains of Emperor Yuan were very quiet, lying in a stone coffin at the bottom of the lake, with a sealing rune in the coffin lid.

Since the battle with the God-Emperor, the murderous intent in this corpse has been greatly reduced, but it is still inviolable and difficult to approach.

This is a fairyland!
Yan Ming cannot shake this thing, but some things can.

Not long after, two immortal medicines appeared, swaying with thousands of rays of light, taking root in a vast purple-red divine soil, like a sacred mountain, with the flame of the ancient universe hidden within it.

Yan Ming recited the sacrificial words and sprinkled the immortal soil on the sarcophagus.

The moment the purple soil approached the Yuan Emperor's coffin, a large amount of fire of time ignited, and the flame of the ancient universe appeared, taking the form of an immortal fairy phoenix, flapping its wings and flying, scattering a large amount of fairy light, burning the forbidden stone coffin.

Time passed bit by bit, and the remains of Emperor Yuan were finally set on fire and put on a sacrificial road.

Offer your body as a sacrifice and worship the owner of the bronze coffin!
Yan Ming gestured to Yang Yi to join him in worshipping. The latter pursed her lips and quietly took a seat behind Yan Ming, but her eyes were a little dazed, and her beautiful face was almost in a trance.

Since when did I get used to being around him?

"There is no greater favor than saving me. I owe him this. If he is willing, I can stay in Shengya forever..." Yang Yi sighed softly. These days, she has also tried to get close to Zhang Lin's direct descendants, but they are still too unfamiliar with each other.

After all, those people have no blood relationship with her, and except for the relationship with Zhang Lin, they have nothing to do with her. In the end, she can only give them more rewards and provide some protection.

If there are outstanding female disciples, they can directly enter the Yaochi Holy Land and become core disciples.

This was all she could do, but she couldn't do more... Perhaps it was because the descendants of the Zhang family were offering sacrifices to the wife of the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi, another of their ancestors. Or perhaps it was because someone suggested burying the two ancestors together, but no one told her, and she eventually discovered it.

"Is this...still entangled in that matter?" Yan Ming waved his hand and found that Yang Yi was absent-minded. He couldn't help but shake his head. It was really hard to understand these people who were in love to death.

Ning Fei is like this, the queen is like this, and now even Yang Yi is in this state.

“What is love in this world? It makes people pledge to be together through life and death… Although love is deep, it cannot go against human desire.

"In this world, the pursuit of family ties and reproduction are nothing more than physical desires."

Yan Ming muttered to himself, having a deeper understanding of the six desires and no sense of shame.

He waited here until the corpse of Emperor Yuan was completely burned by the flame of the ancient universe. The divine soil became more and more mysterious. A human-shaped mark appeared on the flame of the ancient universe, like a miniature version of Emperor Yuan. The blood moon and the black sun appeared at the same time, and soon disappeared into the fairy soil.

A moment later, Yan Ming's figure flashed and he came to the small world of the Immortal Mansion again, and saw the blood and bones shattered by Taihuang when he broke into the Immortal World.

Along with the words of sacrifice, the flame of the ancient universe reappeared, devouring all the remains of the imperial way, revealing its hideousness.

This fire has the power to change the world!

As the owner of the bronze coffin set himself on fire, burning the emperor's remains was considered a return to his original profession.

When they returned to the Holy Cliff, Yan Ming cast a spell, and the countless blood and energy contained in the Immortal-Slaying Gourd poured out and all poured onto the Immortal Soil, making it even more sacred.

A transcendent Dao rhythm surged, and it seemed that something was actually being nurtured inside this fairyland, causing Yan Ming's face to change slightly. He quickly opened his Dao Jie Golden Eyes to look over, but he could only see chaos. His vision was hazy and it was difficult to see the truth.

In the end, he used the eyes of the Imperial Fire Spirit inside the black gourd to see clearly what it was. It was a headless corpse, shrouded in misty blue light, now wrapped in wisps of blood, which stirred up a storm in his heart.

"Huo Lin'er's corpse, is it giving birth to a new spirit?" Yan Ming was stunned, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

Dark Fire Spirit, Dark Willow God...

It’s bad. Shengya has become an alien, and I have really become the ancestor. Then a super-evolved person rises quickly, and all the characteristics are gathered together.

This is wrong!

He is the orthodox descendant of Emperor Huangtian, and he enshrines the shrine tablets of the two ancestors of the secret realm. He follows the glorious and righteous path of the secret realm. How could he have slipped into the path of a foreign land?

There's something wrong with this!
(End of this chapter)