Chapter 678 Brother Tao, just watch the battle

Author: Watching the Storm in the Rain

Chapter 678 Brother Tao, just watch the battle

The Black Emperor is dead and the White Emperor is here to stay, but this simple line of words is like billions of thunders exploding in everyone's mind, and it's like a huge wave rolling over them, causing them to stagger under the impact.

What kind of scene is this? It's like the collapse of heaven and the change of dynasties. No one dares to think about it, and no one dares to look up.

This was something they never dared to imagine in their lives, but reality slapped them in the face. Not only did it happen, but the servant was a person they thought was the most unlikely person.

When they think of the comfort and inner laughter they once felt as brothers, they feel their faces burning.

"How is this possible..." Bazou sat down on the ground, sweat dripping from his forehead, and he was extremely frightened.

Even the others were not much better. When they thought about that person who had unknowingly become an emperor and even attacked the place where the officiant was being held and killed the officiant, they had the illusion that the world was crazy.

How could there be such a perverted person in this world, who actually broke the restriction that the dark bloodline cannot become an emperor without original matter, and became the first creature in history to become an emperor by his own power.

You must know that all the immortal emperors in the upper levels were created from the original material. The White Emperor was simply the first in the world!

It is precisely because of this that this kind of emperor appears to be rare, just like a winged one among a group of wolves, everyone will take a second look.

"What should we do...what should we do...will we be obliterated..."

The emperors couldn't calm down at all. They were supervisors. If they didn't have supervision, they could not help but become helpers. They were sure that they had been of great help to that person after discussing Taoism for so many years.

"If the heavens collapse, none of you here will be innocent."

The emperors looked at each other, their faces gradually darkened, who could say it wasn't the case.

But they still didn't dare to look up, bowed their heads, and waited quietly, not daring to resist at all.

The quasi-immortal emperors seem to be aloof and there are not many people in the past and present, but they are still like ants in front of the real immortal emperors.

This wait lasted for many years, and the emperors were almost petrified for so long. However, no decrees or words were passed down from above. Except for the dreamy white paper on the altar and the eye-catching Dao text on it, the Black Emperor is dead.

The White Emperor shall stand!

But at this time, as one of the parties involved in the incident, he had already found another person.

Since ancient times, there have been ten emperors on the plateau. In the era of the Great War, some were injured and were recuperating, some were stationed outside, like the Black Emperor, and some were active independently and did not always live on the plateau.

"You were killed? A kid?"

On a black island, the Black Emperor looked embarrassed. He didn't want to mention the embarrassing things, but he couldn't do it without reminding him. That junior was really evil.

Opposite him was a creature whose whole body was filled with gray mist. Its eyes were dead gray, its outline was like a ghost, and it was exuding an ominous substance.

"That's because I was careless. I have already promised the ancestor that I will capture him and bring him back."

"What's the problem? He's just a kid. His age is really amazing, but that's just amazing. There are so many amazing people in the past and present, but I, the patriarch, will always exist." The gray ghost sneered, walked out of the gray fog area, and transformed into a

The middle-aged man has a face that has not changed through the ages. He is so stiff that he seems to have never moved an expression. His skin is as black as an old corpse, glowing with a metallic luster like black gold. At a glance, you can tell how many years he has been alive, or how long he has been.

All forgotten.

"As soon as possible, the spiritual position cannot be lost." The Black Emperor was equally cruel. The sacrificial ground is not only connected to the lower world, but also a symbol. It has been enshrined for generations and represents the highest spiritual position in the clan, and it also represents the ancestor.

In fact, their worries are unnecessary. Bai Ye is not a reckless person. He is a person who has experienced it. He knows much more about the powerful people and secrets in this world than others.

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In the center of the sacrificial area is an ancient temple, enshrining five spiritual tablets. Each one has no name, only a vague coffin pattern imprinted on it.

This is undoubtedly very strange. Who has a coffin for enshrining a spiritual tablet? Not to mention that at this level, the world changes in a word, and endless gods and demons fall. Even such people need a spiritual tablet to enshrine. Only people with poor brains will go there.

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Like the Four Emperors, looking at the ancient temple, they felt an endless chill growing in their hearts. Each of the spiritual positions seemed to be indescribable terrifying creatures sleeping in them. Once awakened, the past, present and future would be overturned.

"Beyond the Immortal Emperor, are there...the five most powerful ones..."

The old devil murmured, as the level increases, the more he can detect the terror of darkness. There are actually five most powerful people above the Immortal Emperor, instead of just one or two. Who can imagine this? It is no wonder that even those who are as powerful as God are defeated.

, half of the living beings were sacrificed.

"Five? That's the top ten. There is a living plateau after the top ten." Bai Ye glanced at the five spiritual positions and did not tell the truth. In fact, even the Dark Immortal Emperor of the Weird Clan didn't know about this kind of thing.

Otherwise, there would not be five spiritual positions.

He also wanted to lift the plateau, and led the people behind him to talk about Taoism every day, and rub elbows with the witch Qingyi and the others, all day without shame or shame, but now he really can't lift it.

Even Shi Hao and Ye Fan, the two destiny protagonists with their own external auras, have to lie down and be helpless, which is conceivable.

"Perhaps Shi Hao has defeated the two emperors of Jiehai now."

Standing on the island in the white night, looking down at the surging blood-colored sea water, the roaring roar seems to be silently telling the sorrow of the past, and it is also like a piece of incomplete ancient history, proving that there was once such a world, such a world.

A group of people, they may have their own evolutionary path and their own splendid and prosperous age, but now they have become nothing and have been lost in the years.

He did not rush to practice, but rode the waves, seriously comprehending each residual world one after another, watching the passing years, and realizing the ultimate transformation of life and death, decay and prosperity.

The path he takes is the path of time and space, and it is also the path of seeds. All heavens, time, space, and the endless world can become nutrients. Where there is time, he can leave his mark. Where there is space, he can take root and sprout. Heaven and earth

Destruction, the seed remains, time and space collapse, he is still there.

The Four Emperors also calmed down, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the island, facing the sea of ​​blood, practicing quietly. It has been more than 70,000 years since they left the lower world, and Ye'er is only over 800,000 years old. He cannot let the pressure be left to a younger generation.

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Moreover, I don’t know when the Dark Immortal Emperor will attack again.

In fact, the Dark Immortal Emperor returned faster than everyone expected. It only took a hundred years, as if there was a special path for them to move forward.

Ahead, black mist surged, gray mist surged, not one person, but two people, the arrival of the two most powerful men turned the sea area upside down, endless dark matter poured out, and densely packed runes were like billions of universes, surrounding

Around the bodies of the two men, the crushing screams of the residual path in the sea of ​​​​sacrifice broke into pieces.

"Kid, I'm not dead yet, and you dare to occupy my clan's land!"

The Black Emperor had a cold face, standing on the top of a advancing wave that could connect the world. When he was angry, the imperial crown on his head was shaking. His majestic appearance was too breathtaking. His demonic body looked down at the past and present, and he just stood there.

This caused endless black mist to appear in the long river of time, covering time and space, making creatures in one era after another feel inexplicably cold in their hearts and trembling in their bodies.

The Gray Emperor was also looking at the man in white who was walking on the sea level. The man was very young and very young. He had his hands behind his back, and he seemed to have never heard of their arrival. Wherever he passed, the waves were flat.

The most bizarre thing is that every time Dangdang steps on a wave, a prosperous world blooms under his feet, all dead spirits reappear, the avenues of the past revive, and all things exude the power of life.

When the other party leaves, all things wither, all living things are destroyed, and the great road turns into the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and other original traces of the road, imprinted on the remaining world. Although the world dies, the road remains.

This is a kind of performance, using the power of time and space to recreate the past, to feel the way of the past, and to settle oneself.

How many realms are there in the Sea of ​​Sacrifice? Even the two Immortal Emperors can't count them all. Some are even older than their existence, perhaps related to the age of the ancestors, or even earlier.

"I didn't expect you to be resurrected, senior, and you even brought a helper. This really flatters Wan." Bai Ye raised his head and looked at the Second Emperor.

"My clan will live forever. Whoever can really kill me, it doesn't matter if I kill him again. I will still come back."

"He deserves to be the Black Emperor, one of the five strongest emperors on the plateau." Bai Ye sighed softly and praised him, "The strongest," what a desirable word.

Black Emperor: "..."

"The strongest?" The Gray Emperor sneered. That's right. He and the Black Emperor are actually the most powerful men waiting to be sublimated. They have survived many battles with the gods and are not destroyed. They are comparable to ordinary immortal emperors. Even

They also took turns presiding over the sacrifices.

"Don't be fooled by his appearance, he is not complimenting me." Hei Di looked serious and his eyes were solemn. If it was because of carelessness the first time, then this time he looked at the other person completely.

"It's not even the middle stage, no matter how strong it is, how much stronger can it be." The Gray Emperor didn't care. He had been at this level for too many years, and the gap between them was too big. No matter how amazing a person is, he wants to transform his talent.

It also requires a lot of time for combat effectiveness.

To take a step back, even if this junior defeats them by luck, they will come again. They can fail hundreds or thousands of times. As long as the opponent fails once, it will be the end!

Although this idea is shameless, it is a fact, and the emperors of heaven understand it deeply.

"Call more people next time. There are only two, which is a bit few."

"boom!"

The figure came, at an alarming speed, and appeared in front of the Gray Emperor in an instant. His face was covered with black blood, his big hands were covered with red hair, and his powerful body was filled with gray mist, exuding golden color.

The soul of the ominous light...

Face to face like this, the Gray Emperor could see too clearly. This was not a peaceful Immortal Emperor. He was clearly a world-destroying ghost with extremely evil nature. He was more ferocious than him and crazier than the Black Emperor. He only had the ominous material on his body.

It can move any living being and be deeply shocked.

The opponent's hand is pressing down to imprison everything. Even for a brief moment, it is enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

"Time and space? Is it useful?"

The Gray Emperor's expression remained unchanged, his hands shook, and the laws of time and space formed ripples in front of him. It wasn't that it didn't take effect, but that it didn't work on the opponent and was separated.

"Have you ever seen your destiny!"

Gray Emperor reached out and pulled, and a string appeared in front of him. With a sudden flick, the whole world was rippling, and the white night was rippling at the same time.

This is not an ordinary method, but an unparalleled Immortal Emperor method, which can change the fate and kill people invisible. This is so defiant that even the law cannot stop it, as if there is an unknown thread directly connected to Bai Ye's emperor's destiny.

"Heaven and earth have their own destiny, not to mention all living beings, no matter strong or weak, no matter what they are, their souls will fly away if their lives are cut off, and no one can change it!"

This is too terrifying. The String of Destiny, is this the Immortal Emperor? He can even use this method, so that the heartbeats of the four emperors in the distance almost stopped. The moment they saw that string, they felt a life and death crisis.
To be continued...