Chapter 1002: The Vanishing Battlefield

The order had already been set, and the Great Luo Dao Fruit was able to condense, thanks to the Chaos Bell blocking the operation of the order, so that he could see it extremely clearly.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi already knew the result of the Lich War before he blew himself up as a primordial god."

Thinking of this, Mu Qingxiao sighed lightly, and rose from immortality, if the Eastern Emperor Taiyi did not die, he would definitely be able to be canonized after the Lich War!

But there is no if in the world, only cause and effect, the Lich War is a catastrophe, whether it is the Twelve Witch Ancestors, or the Demon Clan cannot avoid it, this is the way of heaven.

Staring at the Chaos Bell, Mu Qingxiao smiled lightly: "As a Chaos Treasure, you should have been above the Heavenly Dao. ”

"Phew!"

As soon as his mind moved, the Chaos Bell rang, and finally turned into a palm-sized and landed in Mu Qingxiao's palm.

Glancing around, as well as the jade platform under the seat, it seemed that Di Jiang had only hidden the Chaos Bell, leaving no traces.

Now that I think about it, I was able to break into this battlefield by mistake, and get this adventure, and enter the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal in one fell swoop, it was entirely thanks to the Jade Emperor who sacrificed the Haotian Mirror and seriously injured himself.

If the Jade Emperor knew that he had sacrificed the Haotian Mirror and achieved a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, the white light shrouded him, and Mu Qingxiao had already returned to the small world.

The small world is no longer hazy, and in the void, in the north and south directions, there are three hundred and sixty-five bright stars hanging, illuminating the entire small world.

"Not only has the territory expanded, but even the laws have been supplemented."

The small world is developing towards the middle thousand worlds, Mu Qingxiao is naturally very happy, and he has already returned to the front of the emperor peak as soon as he steps on it.

After the previous changes, looking from the bottom to the top, you can no longer see the end of the Emperor's Peak, majestic and majestic.

With a light step, the body rises high, and in a blink of an eye, it appears at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Standing at an altitude of 10,000 meters, looking at the 100-million-year-old sacred tree rooted in the mountains and with thick branches like dragons, Mu Qingxiao smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that this tree was very mysterious, but he had no way of knowing its origin, and he didn't know why it appeared in the small world.

After the growth of the small world, the 100-million-year-old Shenmu also thrived, exuding vigorous vitality and nourishing the mountains, rivers, ancient trees and hills.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Mu Qingxiao didn't continue to think about it, turned into a sword light, flashed away, and appeared on the top of the 100-million-year-old divine tree in the next second.

Falling on the indescribably thick branches, perhaps this can no longer be called branches, and can be described as a square.

The immortal soul sensed it, Mu Qingxiao had a gentle smile on his face, walked forward a little, and what greeted him was a beautiful woman.

"Husband?"

The Weaver Girl turned around and saw his figure with surprise on her face, and rushed into his arms with a gust of incense.

Holding the beautiful woman who was as soft as cotton and exuded a faint fragrance, Mu Qingxiao's lower abdomen swelled with a touch of evil fire.

"Weaver Girl, did you miss me?"

"Well, I thought."

The Weaver Girl bowed slightly, leaned on his arms, and greedily sniffed the fragrance on his body.

Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao pinched her buttocks a few times with both hands extremely dishonestly, with a wicked smile on her face, and murmured, "How much do you want to?" ”

Two blushes appeared on the delicate and flawless face of the Weaver Girl, and she squeezed her pink fist and hammered him a few times on the chest, her beautiful eyes were sparkling and charming.

Mu Qingxiao's eyes were quick, grabbed her soft water, a princess hug, and in her exclamation, held her behind the huge blades of the 100-million-year-old divine tree.

The neon clothes and feathers fell, the two bodies on the leaves were intertwined, the red waves rolled, the glow flowed, and the purple vapor steamed.

Not long after, with a pleasant voice like crying and complaining, the spring was full of garden, not for outsiders.

After about an hour, the battle came to an abrupt end with a sudden groan.

Lying on the branches and leaves, Mu Qingxiao looked at the Weaver Girl, she had just endured the rain and dew, she was tossed and broken, and she had fallen asleep sweetly, and there was still residual afterglow on her pretty face.

The immortal qi surged, washing the immortal bodies of the two of them, Mu Qingxiao condensed the feather coat for her, and with a wave of the sleeve robe, the immortal qi condensed out of the bed and gently placed her on it.

Then, the white light shrouded down, and Mu Qingxiao left the small world.

A few seconds after he left, a sparse sound suddenly sounded behind the huge leaves, and I saw a small white hand open the leaves, and a shadow walked out.

"Lord...... Master. ”

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Leaving the small world and returning to the belly of the Di River, Mu Qingxiao's starry eyes scanned around, and after making sure that nothing was left, he turned into a ray of light and swept towards the sky.

Leaving the crystal cave entrance, what greeted me was the towering ancient trees, and the incomparably rich, almost materialized evil aura around them.

It was once a battlefield where incalculable creatures of the Lich and the Lich were buried, or it would be better to compare this place to a tomb.

In Mu Qingxiao's information, he never remembered that it was mentioned in the original book, so he didn't know where he was.

Thinking of this, the figure rose tall and turned into a sword light and swept towards the west.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a dull voice sounded, as if something rushed out of the water, Mu Qingxiao's body paused in the void, his eyes raised slightly, and his starry eyes shrank suddenly.

"This ......"

What caught his eye was a snow-capped patch, and in front of him, there was a majestic mountain that looked like a pillar of heaven.

The mountains stretch for thousands of miles, the glow is shrouded, the fairy atmosphere is dense, the flowers and trees on it are verdant, there are countless rare and exotic beasts, the waterfall is like the Milky Way falling for nine days, the clouds are steaming, and any thing is full of wisps of light.

"Kunlun Immortal Mountain!"

Mu Qingxiao muttered in disbelief, and when he looked back, the shock on his face froze, and the body of Di Jiang, who had turned into a mountain behind him, had disappeared, and was replaced by a snowy patch.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mu Qingxiao tried to return the same way, after running for a hundred miles, it was still snowy, and there was no turbulent evil air in the space, only a trace of coolness.

And the battlefield also disappeared strangely.

Coming back to his senses, Mu Qingxiao's sword eyebrows furrowed together, feeling a little incredible, could it be that space was sealed in a certain space, similar to his own small world?

Thinking of this, Mu Qingxiao's palm tugged in the void, and a dark crack emerged, and finally turned into a flashing door.

Drilling into the door, in the void hundreds of miles away, Mu Qingxiao stepped out again, and what greeted him was still a piece of snow white.

"It's really gone."

Standing in the void, Mu Qingxiao took a deep breath, it seemed that he had really stumbled into a terrible place by mistake.

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