Chapter Seventy-One: The End of the World is at Hand

A slender and tall figure suddenly appeared on the milky white barrier outside the Divine Death Mountain, and the figure slowly passed through the barrier and stood on a green grass. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info turned around and looked, the mountain of the gods was already thousands of miles away in the ethereal clouds, and a breathtaking dark red light was circulating in the illusion.

This step is to cross two spaces.

Changxi squinted at the lofty mountains, his face was condensed, for some reason, he actually felt that the gradually silent mountain peak was very similar - a tomb, under the milky white barrier, buried with the blood and killing of 100,000 years ago!

"Changxi, do you know what the battle was like?" Behind him, there was a sigh of Jinyun, that sound, as if carrying the heaviness of thousands of years of twilight, and the translucent body seemed to be full of distant loneliness and desolation.

"The gods of the Yin Dynasty dissipated their divine power, reversed the law of time, and made the rest of the five realms a thousand years in an instant, so that they protected the origin of the five realms. The immortal realm thought that the war of the gods only lasted for one year, but they didn't know that in the god realm, it was tens of thousands of years. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the originally sacred and peaceful divine realm has been filled with chaos, war, and death! ”

Jinyun actually floated sideways in mid-air, letting go of his right hand holding his left arm, revealing his empty wrist. His voice was already a little weaker, revealing deep exhaustion, and he smiled sadly in the direction of the Divine Death Mountain, with deep horror and fear in his eyes.

"God, the noblest creature of the Six Realms, is also like ordinary mortals, they died tragically, the origin of the Divine Realm was shattered, the space collapsed, and the corpses of the gods piled up were like mass graves. The whole divine realm, withered, withered! ”

Changxi Shangzun frowned and looked at the already faint figure, and said in a deep voice: "If you go to the ghost realm quickly, you may still be able to survive!" ”

Jinyun sneered and said disdainfully, "I don't need the help of that little demon ghost." Immediately, there was a bleak color in his eyes, but his weak voice was very firm, "This was a game, I believed the nonsense of that guy, and lost-"

"Actually, throughout the past 100,000 years, there is no divine realm, and it's good, but-" Jinyun closed his eyes, his body became darker and darker, and finally squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "I can't return, it's home-"

Changxi stood there quietly, his expression was indifferent, Jinyun's identity was mysterious, his origin was extraordinary, he knew thousands of years ago, he was not in love with power, he only wandered in the Five Realms, and was a leisurely bystander. If it weren't for the Demon Venerable's strong attack on the Immortal Realm more than eight hundred years ago, causing turmoil in the Five Realms, he might never have appeared in front of people.

"I'm looking for a place to retreat, you go find your precious apprentice!" Jinyun let out a long sigh, his face returned to his former unruly color, and waved his intact right hand at Changxi with a look of disgust, and then dissipated in the air with the wind.

There was no translucent figure around, Changxi finally had a strange look on his face, and shook his head helplessly, Jinyun was really big this time, with external force, he forced his soul into the soul bead, and was hit by the full force of Qingkong, and without attaching any magic weapon, he crossed the divine death enchantment with the soul state, which really hurt his vitality, and it was not easy to recover, if it was an ordinary immortal, I am afraid that he would have already disappeared.

Changxi Shangzun casually summoned an auspicious cloud, and his figure fell on it, heading towards the Nine Heavens. Looking back, he looked back at the Divine Death Mountain, which still seemed to be far away, with two sword eyebrows locked into the temples, and he looked preoccupied.

The dead skin pulled him into the Divine Death Mountain, I am afraid that he really regarded him as a descendant of the divine soul 100,000 years ago, but Jinyun was destined to be disappointed, he was just an immortal, and he had nothing to do with the divine race.

The Divine Realm? God's Realm! What does it have to do with him? If it weren't for this god realm, eight hundred years ago, Feng Yan would not have martyred the God Destroying Array, Demon Venerable Feng Xiu would not have attacked the fairy world in a fit of rage, and a disaster could have been avoided, and the fairy world would not be the current situation. Is all this providential or man-made? The mystery of more than 800 years is still unanswered.

Two years ago, when he told Feng Xiu Feng Yan about the whereabouts of the fragments of the spirit stone, I wonder if he found any trace of the remnant soul? The reason why I didn't go in person was because I couldn't face the guilt in my heart-

Chang Xi revered his mind, looked at the solemn Nine Heavens Immortal Realm in front of him with an indifferent expression, stood quietly for a moment, and finally stepped in. With his supreme spirit, this Realm Protection Barrier was just an ordinary curtain of light, and it had no effect on his steps in the slightest.

It's about afternoon, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Meeting should begin, I don't know how the two girls are now, but there is trouble?

Candle Tong and Yutai both have his imprints, and he already knew it when the two girls just stepped out of Penglai. The reason why they are allowed to leave the country without permission is because they don't want to suppress their nature, they are all geniuses who have not been encountered in the fairy world for thousands of years, and they are young, so they should not be bound to Penglai and repeat boring cultivation.

It must be that Candle Nan Nizi abducted the platform, this time the fairy meeting, the lord of Qingqiu, Sikong Zero, should also be present, so let him treat the naughty little fox well. This year, Penglai, which was originally calm and peaceful, was stirred up by her, and complained!

Changxi, who shook his head and sighed with a wry smile, would never have expected that the unstoppable little fox would now fall into the hands of his own father-

"What kind of scene provoked the Immortals to stop and admire, and actually missed this Nine Heavens Immortal Meeting?" Seeing Sikong Ling, who suddenly appeared in the corner of Qinglongtai, Shunhua Xianjun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly and teased, looking at the fiery red figure in his arms, and the deep in his eyes was hidden in a faint smile.

Sikong Ling's silver eyes glanced at Shunhua Xianjun, his expression was still indifferent and detached, and he dodged, and a slender and elegant figure appeared on the side of the Lord of the Four Realms, bowing and holding the candle and sitting at the last seat, while slowly speaking.

"The little girl is stubborn, and if you are disturbed, please forgive Shunhua Xianjun!" Qingqiu was next to Penglai, and this time he had entered the Nine Heavens with the Lingsu Immortal, and he knew that Candle Tong was not with her, but slipped in early in the morning.

"Where is it, Ling Yan Immortal is extraordinary, I am extremely welcome in the Nine Heavens, how can I bother-" Shunhua Immortal Jun looked at Sikong Ling, who had not changed from the past, his heart was terrified, and he hurriedly turned his expression and praised the candle with a few words. Qingqiu is an important force in the fairy world, a great help for Jiutian, and its main Sikong Ling is a rare nine-tailed ice fox, with a cold and arrogant temperament, and he is much older than him, which is really not to be offended.

Sikong Zero is very clear about his daughter's temperament, and he expects that she will not be at peace in nine days. However, it was obviously a justifiable apology, but he was still so indifferent and indifferent, and he was probably the only one who was the lord of Qingqiu. The two of them finished speaking, and the surrounding atmosphere was quite strange for a while, Sikong Ling was silent, and suddenly an embarrassment permeated the surroundings.

Sikong Old Fox still has that stinky temper, Ji Weng Shangxian coughed lightly, raised his snow-white long eyebrows, and smiled at Sikong Ling: "Brother Sikong, how are you doing lately?" ”

"It's okay-" Sikong Ling stroked the soft hair of the candle, and two words came out of his mouth lazily.

The Extreme Weng Shangxian eased the tense atmosphere, and everyone no longer looked at the sleeping candle in the silver halo in the arms of the Lord of Qingqiu, but talked about the current competition between the afterlife of the various immortal realms.

"The cultivation of the trail in Nanshan is not bad, and the teaching of Sudi is good!" Ji Weng Shangxian stroked his long beard and said with a smile.

In the distance, the first disciple of Zhongnan Mountain led Zhang Zheng to separate the fierce attack of the first disciple of Tianshan in front of him with a sword, instantly opened the distance, and while he was unprepared, a smooth spin fell on his side, and swung his sword upward with lightning speed, pointing directly at the big point under the man's shoulder.

The immortal lord of Zhongnan Mountain, who was sitting upright in the distance, heard the boast of the immortal, and a wrinkled old face suddenly burst into a smile, looking at Yinzhang, revealing a satisfied look.

Relying on the Nine Heavens Supreme Treasure Innate Artifact, the Qinglong Platform of about 100 zhang is divided into many spaces with different scenes, and each space is only three zhang in size, but it is a boundless and empty place inside.

To talk about it, this scene is somewhat similar to the apse of Cangshan Qixia Palace.

Qian Qian stood behind Yiyun Shangxian with low eyebrows, and glanced at the audience, and suddenly understood. "Beixian Record" records that the Nine Heavens Artifact is close to the original positive and negative sides, and the two are combined to show the power of the artifact, thousands of years ago, the Demon King stole its female Jian and fled to the fairy world, and then he couldn't bear to be chased and killed by the Nine Heavens, and abandoned it in the Ten Lands-

It turned out that it was lost in Cangshan, and he thought it was the immortal formation of Cangshan's heaven-conquering creation.

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Today's first update, happy Tanabata ~ (To be continued.) )