"We're still ...... It seems that Niangniang brought out the silhouette of Kunlun Mirror's time. ”

Yang Jian looked down at his hands and said thoughtfully.

"What do you mean?" Nezha scratched his head in confusion.

"Let's put it this way." Lin Qiye pondered for a moment and explained, "You, as well as the previous peach event, are the silhouettes of time projected by the Queen Mother on the real Kunlun Void with the Kunlun mirror, just like a real illusion.

Originally, the coverage of the silhouette of time was only within Kunlun Xu, but as the Queen Mother left the small world of Kunlun Xuan and returned to the Pamirs, the silhouette of time also spread with her.

It's still the real Pamirs, but we can see what happened here a hundred years ago, as if someone had used a 3D projection to reflect the past here...... Forget it, you won't understand it.

All you need to know is that the Pamirs of today are an overlap between the real world and the silhouettes of the past. ”

"Are you saying that we can see the people of the future here, and the people of the future can see us in the past?" Nezha finally reacted.

"Yes, that's it."

"It's amazing......"

"Now is not the time to sigh." Yang Jian squinted at the direction in which the Queen Mother of the West and Ziwei Xingjun had left, and a look of worry appeared in his eyes, "Let's go over and see what happened at the border......

Yang Jian was about to follow, but Lin Qiye stood in front of him one step ahead.

Lin Qiye looked at him with a complicated expression, hesitated for a moment, and still spoke:

"Ah Jin...... No, Yang Jian, perhaps, there is no need for you to get involved anymore. ”

Yang Jian's brows furrowed in confusion.

"Everything that happens here is just a snapshot of history, and no matter what you do, it will not change the course of history...... Some things don't have to happen a second time. ”

Yang Jian and Nezha didn't know what would happen in a while, but Lin Qiye knew it very well in his heart.

On the day of survival, the reason why Great Xia survived the fog safely was because the gods of Great Xia collapsed and cultivated, abandoned their bodies, turned into nine Zhenguo God Monuments, and sat on the frontier...... No matter whether the man in front of him was his younger brother Ah Jin, or Yang Jian, the true monarch of Daxia Erlang, he didn't want to see the tragedy happen.

As if sensing something, Yang Jian frowned and asked,

"What happened next...... Something to do with my fall into samsara? ”

“…… Well. ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Yang Jian was silent for a long time, turned his head slightly, and looked in the direction where the Queen Mother of the West and the others left.

In the midst of the wind and snow, the sky outside the western border of Great Xia was gradually swallowed by strange shadows, and the endless mist slowly approached Great Xia like a giant beast, opening its hideous fangs...... Faintly, several golden shadows could be seen, speeding through the mist.

Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes and said calmly: "Great Xia was robbed, all the immortals were killed, no matter whether it was true or false, if you are afraid and retreat at this moment, how is it different from the rats?"

If this is my life, it is better to fall into reincarnation, or to die...... Even if I repeat it thousands of times, I should do it. ”

As the words fell, a dazzling silver divine light erupted around Yang Jian's body, and the whole person turned into a streamer, flying towards the approaching mist outside the western border.

Nezha sighed and flew over.

Lin Qiye was stunned for a long time, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he wanted to follow, but after thinking about it carefully, he still turned around and approached in the direction of Gonger Peak.

Although I don't know how wide the coverage of this time silhouette is, judging from the current situation, Gonger Peak, which is not far from here, should also be within the projection range of the silhouette, and you must know that there are still a large number of recruits there.

Even if the silhouette itself will not affect reality, he still has to go over and stabilize the situation first, otherwise the situation will be chaotic for a while, and no one knows what will happen.

……

Gonger Peak.

The edge of the silhouette of time, rushing past the peaks, covering the entire mountain and the surrounding plateau.

An Qingyu, who had just finished cutting her nails, suddenly seemed to sense something, frowned, and looked at the vast snow-capped mountains outside the tent, with a smear of ash in her eyes.

"What's wrong, Qingyu?"

Jiang Er noticed the strangeness of An Qingyu's expression and asked suspiciously.

"Something is wrong...... An Qingyu's brows furrowed more and more, he stood up, lifted the curtain of the tent and walked out.

As soon as he came out, two whistling divine lights flew past him, speeding in the direction of the western border, and vaguely, he could see that they were two divine figures wearing golden armor.

Seeing this scene, An Qingyu was suddenly stunned in place.

Is that...... Great Xia God?

There were just two Great Xia Gods, whoosh and flew over?

Baili Chubby and Cao Yuan immediately came out of the tent, and at the same time, in the eastern sky, several rainbows of various colors sped by.

Among those long rainbows, there are terrifying aura fluctuations, some are white-bearded old men riding cranes, and some are swordsmen who are stepping on auspicious clouds, they cross the sky one after another like meteor showers, and the three people who watched all stayed in place.

"Great, Great Xia God? So many Great Xia Gods? Baili Chubby exclaimed, "Is this an all-out divine war that has completely begun?" Where is the battlefield? ”

"Look!"

Cao Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the west.

The rest of them turned their heads to look, their pupils suddenly constricted.

The fog that had been blocked outside the invisible barrier had disappeared, and about dozens of kilometers away, a fog dozens of times thicker than the fog they had seen before was slowly approaching the border of Great Xia, and an unprecedented sense of oppression enveloped everyone's hearts.

"When did the fog get so thick? What about invisible barriers? ”

An Qingyu frowned, he stared at the heavy snow under his feet, bent down to pinch a wisp of snowflakes, and thought seriously.

"That's not right...... Everything here is fake. ”

"Fake?"

Baili was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, when a touch of night landed in the temporary stronghold.

"Seven Nights!" Baili Chubby saw Lin Qiye coming, his eyes lit up, "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine."

"Have you seen those Great Xia Gods? And the fog ......"

"Don't worry." Lin Qiye patted him on the shoulder, "Everything we see is a silhouette of time......

Lin Qiye told the four of them what happened, and everyone looked at each other and saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

"There's such a magical thing." Cao Yuan sighed.

"In short, the most important thing now is to protect the recruits, and ......"

Before Lin Qiye's words fell, Yu Guang seemed to catch a glimpse of something, and his voice stopped abruptly.

He turned his head to look at the sky in the distance, and saw that in the wind and snow, a golden figure in a robe was stepping on somersault clouds, flying rapidly in the direction of the fog.