Chapter 425 The big festival is over and the officiant is replaced (4K)
At the Silver Pattern Festival, ancient history changes. There are dazzling fist lights across the dawn and dawn, and there are also figures falling in the dim sunset.
Boom! Boom!
In a daze, the creatures in each era looked up to the sky, looking at the desolate sunset that had shrouded the eternity, and there seemed to be the sound of drums coming from inside.
"Is it the war drum beating by an ancient civilization?"
"No, that's not a war drum, it's the sound of fists that suppress the highest and run through ancient history!"
Under the sky of history, there is a figure looking up and murmuring, showing an inexplicable expression.
In the past, in the future, and outside the void of history, there was a dazzling fist light erupting, like a tsunami, and like an ancestral dragon roaring, no matter where it was, all living beings could hear it.
Even after countless time and space, the orange fog, as gorgeous as the sunset, can still come over in a mighty way, affecting the entire world, shaking the heavens and the earth everywhere, and you can see the metallic light solidifying everything.
And in the light of the fist, someone spattered blood and flew out, smashing the ancient history fault of the Silver Pattern Festival, flying towards the nodes of the world, and being penetrated by the ups and downs of the eras. The figure was as bright as a meteor under the night.
, but it was short-lived and fell into the world in a messy way.
Falling into the sky.
Finally, people saw clearly that the figure flying out was the Supreme Being.
God is supreme, the Immortal Emperor of Menghai.
He was covered in blood and suffered the most terrifying attack. He was blown away from a grand ceremony and fell into this world through countless epochs. He was unable to withstand the unparalleled fist light that swept across the lower reaches of ancient history.
"Menghai Immortal Emperor, defeated?"
"It was the Priest of Destiny who took action and defeated him. How strong is the current one? Is he already the only one in the Lu'an Domain?"
The faces of the powerful men in the sky turned pale, and they were shocked by this scene. The winner was directly determined by the Supreme Being, breaking the common sense. The master of the three weapons was suppressed by force, and the priest of destiny pushed all the way up and down the ancient and modern rivers!
On this day, someone deep in the sky stirred up huge waves, which really shook the past, present and future. It will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.
Poof! Meng Hai coughed up blood and was a little drowsy. He was stunned by Xiang Yufei's beating. The gap was so big that he couldn't react. If the opponent hadn't saved his hand, the blow just now would have been enough to shatter his body.
Already.
"The great sacrifice will be boring without the embellishment of the supreme blood."
The Time Furnace opened with a clang, and he stepped towards Yufei. He grabbed Meng Hai's neck with one hand, lifted him up slowly, looked down at the heavens and the world, smiled cruelly, and threw him directly into the furnace.
Internal repression.
This scene appeared in the sky and the heavens, making everyone clearly visible. Their faces turned pale. The Supreme was really defeated, so quickly and so completely.
"Okay, I am worthy of being the person in charge of this grand ceremony. Hahaha, it doesn't matter what the supreme God is, it will still be suppressed." The sneer of Immortal Emperor Etu resounded in the world.
They witnessed the suppression of Menghai, which is of great significance whether as a sacrifice or as an object of erosion.
"Really? It's a pity that some of your chief priests also died!" The Supreme God did not give in, snoring coldly to reveal the truth. There are also chief priests on the plateau who are dying.
What? Several of the officiants were surprised. When did this happen? Why didn’t they feel anything at all?
Couldn't God do something with the help of that mysterious stone piano?
At this moment, Xiang Yufei climbed onto the altar and began to continue hosting the ceremony. The orange mist spread and roared, covering the sky and the heavens.
A terrible ominous erosion came, and one figure after another fell down. The soul was swallowed up by the ancient palace and disappeared, and the body collapsed directly to the ground, being eroded by the destiny material.
The disaster was still to come, and a wisp of ominous energy rose from the body of the dead person, making the atmosphere nearby feel strange for a moment, and then continued to spread to more distant places.
Ah! Screams were heard one after another, and the nearby creatures were killed one after another.
This kind of demonic change is too terrifying, spreading like a plague, becoming an unprecedented catastrophe!
Countless creatures are running away, but to no avail. Whether it is the heavens or the sky, everything is hazy and hazy, the scene is different, the sky is gray, the earth has lost its golden luster, and the vegetation has dried up.
What we have seen is that life is beginning to disappear, the land is dry and hard, there is no day and night, no stars and silver moon, only an orange sun is left dipping in the west, shining all over the past and present.
That's sunset.
Sunset in the sky.
The sunset of the heavens.
The sun sets on all the worlds, but destiny lasts forever!
"Everything is in vain, the final outcome has already been determined!
Whether it is the heavens or God, they will all return to eternal silence in that extremely brilliant sublimation, just like fireworks passing away in the dark night. How many have tasted the glory and savored the gorgeous creatures, even though they will leave an indelible mark in the long sky of history.
The traces that have been erased, but in the end, they are just a flash in the pan, very short-lived.
The fire of civilization withers and falls at the most dazzling peak. To me, it is a bright and prosperous firework. All things rise and fall, but I am evergreen, and you guys will eventually come to an end. This is your destination."
Xiang Yufei's calm voice came from above the altar.
Phew~
Along with the words, yellow leaves fell all over the sky, and dead leaves covered the ground. The world was a bit cold, the autumn wind was bleak, and the depth of winter had not yet arrived, but it was already chilling to the bones.
There was a shattering sound between heaven and earth, which was very dull and shocking.
Around the altar, the changes became even more terrifying, countless lines spread around it, and time was messed up.
It can even be seen that the long river of time is flowing backwards. As for the countless rules and countless divine chains of order, they are like waves, burning, extinguished, and returning to nothingness in the sea-like breath.
After all, the Great Sacrifice has come to an end. Even if it is the highest, it cannot turn the tide. The entire ancient history of the Great Sacrifice is in a state of mourning, everything in the world has withered, and all vitality has been completely drained.
"Alas..." Someone sighed supremely, waved his sleeves and put away the entire evolutionary civilization, stepped into the blood-red and turbulent sacrificial sea, and crossed away.
"I traveled far across the Sea of Sacrifice to look for opportunities for my transformation." "One day, I will return."
The Eternal Immortal Emperor and Taiyi Supreme looked back at the vast sky, and took their evolved civilization to the sea to sacrifice and disappear. Only there could they avoid the eyes of other supremes and avoid the universal sorrow of the great sacrifice.
The sky gradually became empty, but when Huafen Road was about to retreat, it was blocked by a big hand falling from the sky.
"Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai were suppressed by me. I didn't say that you can leave."
Xiang Yufei made a bold move and directly uprooted Huafen Road and sent it into the ancient underworld. The five elders guarding the Huafen Road ancestral tree could not avoid being submerged into the Destiny Clan.
The Yunling Road Civilization and the Three Weapons Supreme Civilization were all driven by the big hand and crushed into the misfortune. The old friends, the two Taoists, Meng Yao and Luo Chuan all looked sad, and this ended, becoming a corner of the big festival.
"Luo Tianxian was also defeated. It turns out that the chief priest of Tianming has reached the fourth step, which is rare."
"Hahaha, now, their sisters have been robbed. What else in the world can stop our clan? They are gone!"
Each of the officiating priests laughed. In their view, even if they retreated into the sea of sacrifice, nothing would change. The final outcome would be either lost or gradually dissipated.
They wiped out their traces in all the worlds and influenced them with their thoughts and thoughts. How could the remaining six immortal emperors be able to fight against the eleven of them?
The great sacrifice happened at this moment, covering the heavens and the heavens. Except for avoiding the six supreme civilizations, the remaining 80% were reduced to sacrifices. All the worlds became empty, leaving only a little sprout of origin, left for harvest in the future.
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The heavens roared, the avenues exploded, and all realms fell!
Everywhere, the sound of Taoism is rumbling, the rules are being broken, and the scene of the end of the world is extremely terrifying.
Many strange phenomena in the sky are astonishing, and Taoist ancestors lay prone on their bodies and sank into the abyss.
Part of the scenery in the sky has darkened, appearing in front of the 20% of living beings who have survived. The glory of the past has long gone, and now there is only a lifeless air. Although the essence is there, it is entangled with strange substances.
The whole world will be destroyed.
In the vast world, mountains and rivers are still there. However, the whole world is dead and silent. Occasionally, you can see stone monuments and monuments under the grass. The mountains are broken and inlaid with broken stars. They were once the remains of a certain evolutionary civilization.
Place of origin.
Deep in the grass, under the soil, there are rubbles and countless wreckage lying in the large area of ruins. There were originally one hundred and eight regions, but after a small sacrifice, only one hundred regions remained, and now only twenty pieces remain.
The great domain, the vast and boundless land, is now only a handful. It is all a piece of ruins, and the entire Jiuxiao no longer exists.
The once extremely prosperous and glorious God has been reduced to a 'ruin' today, and its aura is quite mixed. In addition to the essence of heaven and earth, there is also death, and even weird substances, lingering with traces of ominous power.
Among the remaining 20% of living creatures, there is no Taoist ancestor, no quasi-immortal emperor, and the strongest one is just the immortal king, staring blankly at this "holy ruins".
All the past are buried under the ruins, and the heroes of all ages are sacrificed.
"God, become empty."
Some people lamented that under the great sacrifice, the gods lost 80% of the living beings, and the remaining 20% of the living beings, the strongest of which were no more than the Immortal King, were just the seeds left behind to be cultivated in the new era.
What's even more frightening is that the barrier between God and the heavens has been shattered, and the two worlds are gradually showing signs of integration and unification. However, this is not good news, because the remaining ominous substances and the bloody atmosphere of the battlefield will be affected.
It will cause more terrible disasters in all the heavens and all the realms.
And in the heavens, it was even more desolate. There was no supreme leader among them in the grand ceremony, and there was only one quasi-immortal emperor. Although the Eight Bitter Heavenly Emperor brought a group of immortal kings to the border to come back for reinforcements, he still failed.
To save the situation, 80% of the entire heaven was sacrificed, leaving only 20% of the remaining seeds.
There is no going back to the past. It is already a cold and severe winter, with continuous wind and snow, and the sky and earth are white. The white is dazzling, as if the whole world is austere, a bit tragic, silently paying homage to the past.
Di Gu was brought back by the Emperor of Heaven to witness all this, and he felt as if he was in another world.
Before, he was still fighting and making meritorious deeds on the frontier of heaven, making great progress in the realm of kings. In the blink of an eye, the great sacrifice came to destroy the world, the sky became empty, and all the heavens fell.
There are no emperors in the world, all Taoist ancestors are dead, the world is vast, and there are ruins everywhere.
"Ruins, ruins, ruins, all the heavens and gods have become holy ruins, who can rise again? Lift stones to mend the sky?" Ba Ku looked at the world from a distance and let out a long sigh. Maybe there is hope in the sea of sacrifice.
But no matter what, he is still the emperor of the heavens. Even if the heavens fall and the worlds perish, he will guard the heavens alone until the last moment. His way is here, his homeland is here, his joys and sorrows, everything,
It all stems from this.
It was night, and the waning moon hung high, shining brightly on the ground, reflecting all the dazzling lights of the past. Di Gu looked in a trance, as if he could see the various appearances of all living beings, the once great world of mortals, and one splendid civilization after another.
But in the blink of an eye, it was a different scene. Under the full moon, the whole world was in ruins, endless desolation, graves were everywhere, bones could be seen everywhere on the roadside, and it was desolate and desolate.
The great sacrifice took away the brilliance of this life, leaving him alone to taste loneliness and go retrograde in loneliness.
"Beyond the Boundary Sea, the ultimate ancient land!"
Suddenly, Di Gu recalled the guidance of that voice at the beginning, and he thought there must be a turning point there.
He crossed over there, looking for a glimmer of hope in this dilapidated 'Holy Ruins'.
Rise from ruin and revive from destruction.
At the same time, Plateau.
The huge pitch-black altar is suspended above the Destiny Clan, and 80% of the sacrifices of the gods and heavens are turning into pure luster and sinking into it, forming an erratic spiritual light. There are also two supreme and officiating powers in it, which are unprecedentedly bright.
Xiang Yufei stood in the wave of "spirit", looked at the pollen road ancestral tree that was dragged here, and showed an inexplicable smile.
How does it feel to use the great sacrifice of Etu to nourish the source of the pollen road where the fierce battle with the ancestors took place?
It would be interesting to think that the great sacrifices held each time never let the ancestors feel the traces of the Lord of the Bronze Coffin, but instead made their enemies stronger.
At this moment, the seven returning priests finally realized that something was wrong. The Silver Pattern Priest and the Gray Mist Priest disappeared, as if they were "silent forever". Their original substances could not be detected, and even traces could not be found.
According to what the Black Blood Priest said, the Gray Mist Priest died in the hands of Luo Tianxian and was blown away by her with a special method. Then he rushed to surround the Silver Master, during which another mysterious Immortal Emperor took action; fortunately, Destiny
The officiant arrived in time and joined forces to fight, suppressing the two men one by one.
"Although this grand ceremony went smoothly, our clan also lost two of its chief priests. It is not easy to make up for such losses." Amethyst chief priest frowned. Although the grand ceremony was successful, he also suppressed the two supreme gods.
, but they also lost two officiants. It can only be said that the victory was neither salty nor light.
But for the Tianming chief priest who presided over the grand ceremony, it was a great achievement. Not only was the grand ceremony successful, but he also suppressed the two Immortal Emperors, which was particularly outstanding.
"I have my own way to make up for it." Suddenly, Xiang Yufei spoke, interrupting the thoughts of the chief priests.
They are still thinking about how to push their "confidant" to take over. Wouldn't it be beautiful to complete the feat of two emperors?
However, this great hero had something to say, so they could only listen quietly. Priest Jinlin nodded and said, "Priest Tianming, why don't you come and listen?"
"But I still remember that Meng Hai and Luo Tianxian were suppressed by me. I only need to transform them into dark creatures, so there is no need to worry."
Xiang Yufei smiled slightly, finally reaching this moment.
The so-called Etu is nothing more than a new heaven.
And the new heaven is just a corner of the ancient underworld.
The big festival, also known as the small purchase