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

Chapter 55: Imperial Fire Spirit vs. Emperor Hengyu
"Is this... a corner of the future?"

Yan Ming was silent, looking down at the flames that were as clear as black jade, with fire flickering in his eyes.

The runes intertwined, condensing and spreading according to the master's mood. The holy field spread out, and the true fire of the sun with wisps of faint light shot out to fight against the black flame of nothingness.

In that future, corpses piled up like mountains, the divine sun fell, and a giant hand covering the sky descended, accompanied by a mournful cries of crows. Large swathes of purple-golden light rained across the sky, and long, bright red hairs rustled down, foreshadowing an ominous future.
"The heart lamp will shatter, I will fall into the dark universe, be entangled by the curse of Yuan Tianshi, and die at the hands of the Supreme." Yan Ming said, his eyes dark and terrifying.

On the other side, Ye Fan screamed, raised his head suddenly, tears on his face, and lost his soul: "No, father, mother..."

He experienced the dark side in the illusion. Everything went smoothly in the early stage, but later he failed in the fight for the Son of God, became a stepping stone for others, fell to the bottom, lost his Taoist partner, and was ridiculed by his fellow disciples.

What scares Ye Fan the most is a corner of the future.

The two graves on the earth made him cry bitterly. He was now shrouded in sadness and could not recover for a long time.

Jiang Yifei had not yet woken up, but his facial veins were exposed, he was extremely angry, and tears of blood were flowing from his eyes.

Only Duan De laughed, scolded, sometimes happy, sometimes full of hatred, with a very rich expression on his face.

"Stirring up the darkness in people's hearts... hehe..." Yan Ming spoke, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at the endless fire domain with a mocking expression.

In an instant, purple fairy light flowed in the fairy platform, the original heart became clear, and all delusions were cut off!

The fire of nothingness rose, and a sun lamp appeared in Yan Ming's right hand. It was filled with thousands of divine clouds and auspicious colors. The moment the wick burst into flames, chains of order that looked like fairy gold stretched out, interweaving the sky and the earth.

The Sky-Swallowing Demon Pot rose up, illuminating the flaming arena. Black light gathered at the mouth of the pot like a tide. The aura of the ancient emperor was pervasive, and it was really about to break the sky.

The next moment, a cold golden light shot out, surrounded by the original Taoist pattern of the ancient fire spirit, engraved with the immortal script of time, burning the universe and piercing the sky, pointing to all things returning to the abyss!
In the vortex of Taixu, a pair of pitch-black eyes can be seen, which are particularly intimidating and murderous in the darkness.

"Woo woo..." The strange whistling sound was shocking. It was clearly just a fire-based killing move, but endless demons and ghosts appeared all around, all bleeding. The scene was horrifying and frightening.

A sharp claw stretched out, completely black, ferocious and cold, trying to seize the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot. No one knew how long it had been spying in secret.

"You rat, you finally came out!" Yan Ming said, twisting his fingers together, with an unchanging indifference on his face.

He ignored the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot. A picture of the Innate Fire Emperor rushed out from the fairy lamp in his palm, soaring into the sky, and then shook violently. A wailing sound was heard in the sky, and the black claws became powerless and turned into powder.

"melt!"

From the illusory black vortex, the terrifying black howl was heard again, and the pair of eyes became even more terrifying.

The endless black flames of nothingness were tens of thousands of times hotter than before, carrying terrifying Dao principles, and focused on attacking the primordial spirit, wanting to directly kill the opponent's soul. Everything the flames encountered turned into ashes.

"roll!"

The black-haired Taoist shouted coldly, and the divine purple gold lamp became brighter and brighter. The Taoist diagram split the sky, intertwined and destroyed all enemies.

He strode forward, stretched out a big hand, and shattered the Taixu vortex.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the chaotic energy in the ruins completely collapsed, and an aura that made even saints tremble covered the sky and rushed up from underground. The ancient palaces around them exploded on the spot, turning into rubble, and black feathers shocked the sky.

A pitch-black sun suddenly rose, emitting billions of divine rays, each of which was like a black needle, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

"Buzz!" A brilliant golden light surged, and a pitch-black dark creature, with a diameter of ten feet, had a brilliant left eye, which was the legendary Dao Jie gold, shiny and dazzling, with traces of the great Dao Jie flowing through it. It emerged from the broken ancient heavenly palace, and as soon as it appeared, it immediately created such a terrifying scene!

This is the innate Yin God, carrying with it a monstrous aura of death, roaring past, causing mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, and the void to boil.

"Yang gives birth to Yin, and the corpse gives birth to Yin! What a Yin Wu, it defies the will of heaven!"

Yan Ming commented, purple lines fluttering on his palm, and a delicate copper furnace in the center of the wick floated up and down, only an inch in size, but at this moment it burst out with the aura of the emperor, sweeping across the past, present and future. The brilliant beam of light illuminated the four poles of heaven and earth, unparalleled horror.

He took a step forward, and the flames were overwhelming, unable to stop him at all, and he was about to capture the beast.

"Buzz!"

The three-legged Yin Crow retreated, not expecting that the visitor possessed two supreme weapons. It let out a shrill cry, its feathers rustling and it almost fell down.

This is not a fair fight at all, the balance of victory has already tilted.

How many people in the world can master two extremely ancient artifacts?
Even the strongest saints cannot handle this kind of situation. With the imperial power descending, the person will be killed instantly without any surprises.

At this moment, nine black lights burst out from the tip of the Xiantian Yin God's beak, causing a chaotic tide when cutting through space, trying to escape from this flaming dojo.

On the other side, several people were awakened, and the darkness in their hearts was dispelled by the battle. They were all shocked.

This was the first time Ye Fan and his companions had seen an existence comparable to an ancient saint, actively wielding Taoist weapons to attack. This was enough to illustrate how incredibly powerful the Three-legged Yin Crow was.

A shrill crow cry was heard, and the golden Dao Jie in the pupil became even more intense. It was trying desperately, but it could not stop Yan Ming at all.

With the fire stove acting as the wick, the Yang lamp burst out with unprecedented terrifying power. The aura of the ancient emperor descended, suppressing the Yin Wu so much that he could not raise his head.

This is the power of the ultimate secret weapon!

In front of it, everything seems insignificant.

If a saint holds it, he will be able to roam the nine heavens and ten earths. It is difficult for anyone other than a great sage to match him. It represents a certain ultimate.

At the critical moment, the three-legged Yin Crow wailed, and strands of blood flowed out of its left eye, wrapping around some flesh and blood. The strands of blood were blooming with immortal fairy light!
An aura not much weaker than that of the ancient emperors was permeating the air. It was extremely terrifying, making people feel cold all over and unable to help but bow down in worship.

This is actually the residual imperial power of more than 200,000 years, which is in great conflict with the Hengyu Imperial Dao.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, all the flames in this ancient Taoist temple boiled, the earth veins rioted, and no one knew how much true fire from the sun poured in, vast and boundless, rushing straight into the sky.

As the Golden Crow cried, in the ancient times, a tall figure appeared inexplicably, shrouded in endless chains of fire, and could not be seen clearly. When the breath fluctuated, it was as vast as a mountain.

The fire furnace trembled slightly. At this moment, there was no need for Yan Ming to urge it. It revived on its own, fighting for its master and discussing the way of fire.

The immortal furnace was crystal clear, and no one knew how many runes came out of it. In the hazy light, it actually outlined the image of an ancient emperor. As soon as it appeared, the underground sea of ​​fire trembled, the heaven and earth wailed, and the avenue fell at its feet.

The Imperial Fire Spirit confronts Emperor Hengyu!

This is a shocking picture that will be unforgettable for everyone in their lives and will be engraved in their hearts forever.

　The first day of the new year, hehe, it’s the new year again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)