"Boom—"

The earth shook, the void wailed, and the entire earth was filled with an atmosphere of horror as if the end was coming.

"That's!?"

In the various avenues, the existences above the Holy Realm were all awakened, and they hurriedly raised their eyes and looked at the direction where Kunlun was located, and everyone's eyes showed a look of heartfelt shock.

The sky is falling, the continents are cracking, the ocean is pouring back, and the entire ancient star is trembling.

Standing in Kunlun before, Emperor Yuan's boundless divine thoughts had already enveloped the entire ancient star, and he naturally knew the drastic changes between heaven and earth well.

With the slight movement of its thoughts, there are brilliant feathers of light sprinkled and spread to every corner of the earth.

And under the protection of the hazy fairy light, although the drastic changes in the flood and famine continued, all spirit beings did not have to worry about their lives.

Among the major ancient lineages, many saints breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully to the supreme and majestic existence that they sensed in the dark.

Immediately afterwards, many strong sects had disciples born to help all souls.

Taking in what everyone was doing, Emperor Yuan nodded with satisfaction, and then retracted his gaze and looked straight at Kunlun.

The vast expanse of the earth could not stop wailing, and in its depths, it seemed that a real dragon was turning over, trying to overturn the red dust.

In fact, it's not much different.

Kunlun, the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, is the place where countless dragon veins are entangled and intersected, and it can be regarded as the ancestral vein dragon court.

Although the former Yuan Emperor had moved away the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains at the core of Kunlun, he had not cut off the foundation of Kunlun after all, leaving the hope of recovery.

The dragon veins of the earth are immortal, but they have fallen into a deep sleep, dormant for eternity, and now they are majestic and vigorous.

Today, after more than a million years of recuperation, Kunlun's vitality can barely be regarded as recovering.

Underneath its surface, there are countless veins winding, really like a real dragon, the avenue of immortal essence transpiration, the weather is thousands.

Today, hundreds of millions of rays of light are blooming, Ruicai is steaming, ten thousand dragons are taking off, and another fairy mountain is about to break through the ground.

Thick accumulation, blockbuster.

It is a perfect description of the drastic changes that have taken place in Kunlun in front of us.

Being able to witness the rebirth of this immortal land in the world is a great opportunity even for Emperor Yuan.

However, if you really want to talk about it, it was not Emperor Yuan who grabbed the great creation of Kunlun's rebirth, but Duan De!

At this moment, in the depths of the earth's veins, chaos and immortal light are surging, condensing into the shape of true dragons and other immortals, reflecting each other, flowing with the supreme rhyme of mystery.

And at the "pearl" of the ten thousand dragon arch beads, a pitch-black and deep, seemingly ordinary, but there seems to be a huge coffin full of stars in the sky.

Once Kunlun Immortal Mountain reappears in the world, the black giant coffin in the key position will naturally bathe in the Great Dao Immortal Essence, and the origin of heaven and earth will be extremely created, and it will benefit immensely.

If it was someone else, Emperor Yuan might think that it might be a coincidence, but it was because of his deep luck that he was lucky enough to take the lead.

But who is Duan De?

His extraordinary attainments in Feng Shui, coupled with his comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, even if he traverses the human world, there is almost no one who can stand out.

What's more, according to the personality of a Taoist priest who lacks virtue, how can he not take advantage of such a big advantage?

He must have calculated the core of Kunlun Immortal Mountain at the time of its rebirth early on, and then put his coffin in it.

I really underestimated him!

Although Emperor Yuan's heart fluctuated slightly, he quickly calmed down.

After all, no matter how hard Duan De tried, the real immortal land, the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain, had already been pocketed by Emperor Yuan after all.

Although the newly-born Kunlun Divine Mountain is extraordinary, it can be called the immortal land of the world, but it cannot be compared to the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain.

"Boom!"

With a huge roar that seemed to resound through the nine heavens and ten earths, the ten thousand dragons groaned in unison, and the newborn immortal mountain finally broke through the ground and rose from the deep pit with a radius of countless thousands of miles.

No!

Judging from the appearance alone, if it is said to be an immortal mountain, I am afraid that it is still inappropriate.

The mountain that broke through the ground was majestic and majestic, as if it could cover the blue sky, and it seemed to be able to fill the ocean, when it was a vast and infinite ancient continent.

At the same time, there are brilliant fairy lights bursting out, countless gods dancing, sprinkled all over the earth, and all spirits and beings are bathed in light and rain together.

Emperor Yuan stood in the void, and there were mysterious and complex divine patterns flashing in his eyes, taking in all the miraculous changes in Kunlun.

In the long period of the following decades, Kunlun was shrouded in vast chaos, and the sound of the avenue was endless, shaking the world.

When the fairy light is gone, the Shenxia dissipates, and the extraordinary atmosphere presented in front of the eyes of the world almost makes people think that the ancient Kunlun has reappeared.

Only people like Emperor Yuan, who have seen the real Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain, can glimpse the gap between the two, which is really incomparable.

Although the change in Kunlun was over, Emperor Yuan was not in a hurry to leave, but waited here with great interest.

In his divine thoughts, the black giant coffin cast from the legendary Doom Soil was not far from the birth of the existence in it.

……

Kunlun Sacred Mountain, towering and towering, its summit almost makes people think that they have disappeared into the starry sky.

Even in the daytime, there is a vast silver glow here, as vast as the sea, it is really the intersection of heaven and earth, giving birth to vitality and infinite creation.

However, at this moment, on top of that pinnacle of divine peaks, there was a lonely black giant coffin.

It shivered in the bitter wind, as if it might fall into the red dust at any moment.

On this day, the ancient coffin trembled violently, accompanied by the interweaving of death intent and vitality, the mysterious and supreme Taoist rhyme flowed, and the coffin lid was immediately opened.

The chaos was surging, and in the fairy light rushing into the sky, a fat Taoist priest wearing the ancient emperor's robe sat up from the coffin, his eyes were dull, and his face was dazed.

And as he got up, a certain piece of divine crystal placed in the coffin was touched, and the past came back one after another.

When he digested the memories of his past life, his eyes immediately showed a look of vigilance, and he carefully lay on the edge of the coffin, looking out, as if he was on guard against someone in the dark.

"Oh yes!"

However, as the fat Taoist priest woke up and swayed at will, it was difficult for the ancient coffin to maintain its balance, and it finally fell from the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Falling from a height of thousands of miles, coupled with the destruction of the Great Dao Gangfeng, is absolutely extraordinary.

But Duan De's emperor-level body has not yet been cut off, and the material of the coffin is not ordinary, so it is naturally unharmed.

"Plop!"

After a while, Duan Decai crawled out of the immortal pond with the rich source qi of heaven and earth, surrounded by Xia Rui, but he was not as embarrassed as he imagined.

"Tianzun, who is immeasurably stepping on a horse, this Kunlun is sincere and can't get along with the poor road, right?"

After all, the Taoist priest who lacks virtue is still difficult to move after all, looking at the Kunlun Immortal Pool in front of him, the corners of his mouth are almost grinning to the root of his ears.

Immediately raised his eyes, but saw the familiar figure on the shore, looking at him with a smile on his face.

To the surprise of Emperor Yuan, Duan De did not make his signature pig-killing heart-rending cry, but only said calmly:

"Oh, you're again, aren't you?"