Between the majestic peaks, there are passages, like silk threads, entwined together.

This mountain peak is like a barrier to block the dark clouds in the sky.

Next to the bosom friend peak, the clouds are as thin as cicada wings, lingering.

And on the other side of him, the sky was clear, and there was not even a trace of haze.

In the distance, the afterglow of the setting sun fills the golden earth.

Ten bright suns, rendering the sky into a brilliant color, slowly fell to the ground.

"Yiwu" stopped, looked at the towering mountain in front of him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "He is at the peak." ”

"You go alone!"

"Thank you for leading the way." Zhan Wuji nodded.

The figure of "Yiwu" dissipated silently, like morning dew, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhan Wuji raised his head, looked at the mountain in front of him, and walked towards the mountain path without hesitation.

The mountain road winds and turns, on both sides are bare rocks and dark gray vegetation, the crimson rocks drip like blood, and the leaves are gloomy and cold, which set off each other, looking vigorous and solemn, as if it had been an ancient battlefield for countless years.

Although the Bosom Friend Peak is high, Zhan Wuji is now a Golden Immortal cultivator, and he can climb to the top with just one foot.

The clouds were shrouded and the wind was howling.

The rocks are piled up, like demons and ghosts, eerie and majestic.

As far as the eye could see, there was a blood red, a dead silence, like a pool of dried blood.

The black-robed robe on Zhan Wuji's body hunted, and his gaze circled around the top of the mountain, and before he could take a closer look, he had already seen the towering tree!

Nine huge rattans are intertwined and intertwined, traversing the sky, majestic, and soaring into the nine skies. A thoroughfare to heaven, along the branches, all the way up, straight to the vast sky.

They looked up at the giant tree, only to see the clouds and mist, the fairy is uncertain, faintly, as if there are fairies sprinkling petals, there are divine birds walking in it, gorgeous and majestic!

At this moment, many immortal artifacts floated in the air, and the number was huge, like a vast ocean.

Each immortal artifact is surrounded by a transcendent and ethereal artistic conception, permeating the entire world, like a forest, filling this space.

In the sky, there is a fairy sound.

As the music sounded, a famous immortal stepped on the crane, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and fell from the sky.

Such a magnificent atmosphere, no ancients, no one after, magnificent, shocking!

"It's you!"

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice rang in his ears, giving a perfect feeling.

Zhan Wuji immediately turned his head to look, and saw two figures as tall as jade standing on the edge of the cliff.

These two figures, one wearing a shabby gray robe, with deep eyes, give people the feeling of an old dragon clock, like an abyss, like the sea, like the sky. The other is dressed in a green shirt, carrying a sword box behind his back, exuding a pure and fierce aura, as if he can cut everything in the world.

The temperament of the two is completely different, but they are integrated with this space, like a red rock, a piece of dirt, a cliff, and a bosom friend's peak!

Even Zhan Wuji, who had just reached the peak, didn't immediately notice these two.

Zhan Wuji was shocked when he saw that it was not the Human Emperor Mo Kuilie who wanted to see him, nor was it the "Beginningless" Ancestor, but he reacted immediately, and his face immediately became solemn.

The two people in front of him, even if they are not the king of men, they are not "beginningless", but this kind of realm makes him a little unpredictable, and they must be the ancestors of the human race alongside "beginningless" and the king of people!

Zhan Wuji's heart moved, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Junior, Zhan Wuji, I have seen two elders. ”

"Please also tell me your name, two elders."

Hearing this, the man in black was expressionless, did not respond at all, and did not seem to like to speak. The gray-robed man said indifferently: "Cause and effect cycle, cause and effect cycle." ”

"You can call me reincarnation!"

"The person next to me, who walks with the way of the sword, marries the way, lives with the sword, he is a person, he does not like to communicate with people."

"His name is Cold!"

These two are the Reincarnation Tower and the Dark Sword Sect Sect Master!

Zhan Wuji's face became more and more respectful, and he saluted the two again.

At this moment, the calm voice of the "Reincarnation" Ancestor sounded.

"Come here!" A voice came from afar.

"Let's witness the last scene in this chaos!"

"Good!" Hearing this, Zhan Wuji raised his voice.

After speaking, he took a step forward, came to the edge of the cliff, and stood next to the two patriarchs of "Reincarnation" and "Hanglo".

He turned his head to look, only to see a towering giant tree, standing in the vast world, clouds and mist, the fairy aura is compelling, there are thousands of immortals around, there are many races and immortals, shuttling in it, the breath of perfection is pervasive, full of vitality, nourishing this world.

With the condensation of fairy energy, spiritual rain began to fall in the sky, colorful and beautiful.

The ten suns slowly moved westward, and the light of red gold sprinkled on the earth, turning into building wood, into immortal treasures, into immortals, into clouds and mist, into rui qi, into thousands of heavenly materials, and dyed this piece of heaven and earth into a splendid piece.

The setting sun was like gold, staining the whole sky red.

As the sun in the west gradually engulfed it, a touch of intense crimson filled the sky.

It was like a monstrous blood-colored ocean, hanging above the sky, reflecting the entire sky in a blood-red color, and even the immortals in the building wood were coagulated by blood.

It was red, so gorgeous that it seemed to have withered, as if it was connected to the countless red rocks on the summit of Zhiyin Peak.

This scene was really beautiful, but it was already evening.

The sunset converged inch by inch, sucking in all the sunlight, and the night was like a curtain, slowly falling.

This is the end of an era!

Looking at the countless immortals, on top of a fairy treasure, ups and downs, like autumn snowflakes.

In addition, more and more immortals of other races came down from Jianmu and came here, and Zhan Wuji was thinking about it in his heart.

There are too many alien immortals exuding the 'aura of scattered immortals', and almost every second, there are several, or even more than dozens of scattered cultivators, stepping on the ethereal immortal sound, falling from the building wood.

These scattered immortals, temperament is very different, most of them are from different worlds, most of them are entrenched in a space, the immortal aura is swirling, occasionally, the cloud seal will also carry the heavenly treasures, immortal arts, and supernatural powers, in order to exchange for the corresponding immortal materials.

It is also possible that in order to find clues to a certain "source", for which he is willing to pay a certain fee.

There are also casual cultivators who are good at alchemy, casting, talisman making and other skills, and they have expressed that they are willing to help refine various things in small terms.

From time to time, streamers crossed the sky, and several scattered cultivators gathered in the clouds, and after a short exchange, a large number of immortal materials were exchanged.

Zhan Wuji observed for a while, and then he understood that those who came to this world from their respective realms and heavens did not come to find the Heavenly Tribulation, nor did they come to make other plans and plans, but because this world did not prohibit immortals from descending to earth, it could be used as a common trading place for all the heavens and all worlds.