In the north of the Tibetan Parker Desert, the ice wind is continuous, and the snow flies all year round.

The Ze of the Dark Cold, with a radius of ten miles, runs through the Nine Secluded, located in the northwest of the center of the Bitter Cold Absolute Domain, and the Yuan Shen of the ordinary immortal cultivators floats here, and it will also freeze.

According to legend, those souls who could not be reincarnated froze to death in this cold water.

If the physical body dwells in the middle, there are very few people in Shenzhou who can survive for a few days.

"The Han River is far above the white clouds, and the snow country is reckless and reckless. Why should the north wind envy the zither song, the lonely man lies alone in the cold and cold. "A cultivator with a wine bag in his hand, a white cloud with a silver light under his feet, lazily strolled from the cold river into the air, and went to the north to drink and sing.

Martial Jade Immortal Emperor Bai Yunmo!

The Han Star Palace, the Ancient Abyss of the Past and the Sunset, and the Dark and Cold Ze are the dwellings of Qingchen Yue, Purple Moon Sorrow, Red Sun Fury and Bai Yunmo respectively.

After a while, among the snowy land, a huge volcanic group came into the field of vision of Emperor Wu, which resembled a dragon.

The volcano group is called Longyan Mountain, which is an active volcano that erupts all year round, with lava surging and heat waves, adding a touch of spring scenery to this far northern region.

Towering ancient trees, row upon row, covering the sky and the sun. There are thorns, shrubs, and branches.

Countless unknown vegetation is interspersed in the meantime, with flowers and fruits of different colors, which are prosperous and can be encountered from time to time.

Occasionally, there are jade belt-like streams, tactfully shuttling between the jungles, swimming fish can be counted, and the sand and stones are vivid. Birds and beasts, chirping and occasional transmission.

If it weren't for the sound of the volcanic eruption, it would have added a little more secluded artistic conception to this Longyan Mountain Range.

The dragon clan lives here.

"That's Emperor Wu!"

"Welcome to the Martial Emperor!"

Ten miles outside Longyan Mountain, the stars are brilliant, and the immortals are gathered.

More than 100,000 immortal cultivators let out a shout when Bai Yunmo descended on the clouds.

A day ago, at the ancient site of Loulan, the evil king Chiri angrily frustrated the four elders of Wusa in Mengjiang, the fire phoenix Yujia and the ancestor of Pengshan, wanting to relieve the siege of the troubled forgiveness.

At this moment, a dragon-shaped streamer shot out, covering Meng Yu and Long Hongshen, and wanted to teleport to Longyan Mountain.

The Red Sun volleyed with all his might, only slightly delaying the speed of the pass.

Under the several begs of Su Xi, Xingzun Qingchenyue used the "Starry Sky Transmission", and through the night star, his words were transmitted to the ears of the cultivators at the ancient site of Loulan.

His words, but only a few numbers, said: "If the dragon clan has a dragon Bizhou, it will become the second in Loulan", but it made all the cultivators suddenly wake up, and they all took action to intercept and save the pardon. Stanley Long was still taken away by the dragon clan.

As the saying goes, if it is not my race, its heart will be different, and the dragon clan without the Canglong Bizhou is already very feared by the human cultivators, if it is the Canglong Bizhou, the life may be more difficult than the Loulan people.

The people of Loulan are human no matter what, but the dragon is not even human!

The red sun was furious, and the immortals could only let go of their desire to kill the orphans of Loulan. The spearhead of the immortals also turned to the dragon clan with the anger of the red sun. The news spread, the flood was surging, and the strong followed one after another.

"Damn, Bai Yunmo, what are you doing here, you can't steal the limelight from the old man!" Chiri angrily saw Bai Yunmo coming, quite unhappy, and scolded.

Bai Yunmo looked unfamiliar, and said lightly: "Red Sun Fu, didn't you summon me to come." Hmph, in the past two days, I seem to have felt a little clue in the Enlightenment Dao Meditation in the Dark Cold Ze, but I was interrupted by your message!"

"The old man invited you to come, what kind of thing! I want to fight with you when I see you, can't you not come?"

The red sun is hazy, the red shadow is shining, and the anger is great. Chi Ri angrily shouted joy again and again in his heart, and secretly sighed that it was really time for him to pass on the message, and he disrupted Bai Yunmo's clue at the juncture, otherwise he would not be thrown farther away, if Bai Yunmo realized the Tao again, he would cross the demigod pole wall and become a god!

Bai Yunmo: "Can't!"

Chiri was furious, and shouted angrily: "Bai Yunmo, do you think the old man is afraid of you!"

Bai Yunmo's expression did not change at all, "In front of me, don't be an old man." War is what Bai Yunmo's life likes, so he can't come. ”

The ancestor of Pengshan, who had no eyebrows and hair, interjected and said: "Emperor Wu Evil King, the two holy drivers should stop bickering, and at this time, they should be unanimous with the outside world, so as not to get the dragon and sit on the boat." Aside from this scourge, it won't hurt for you to start another immortal and demon war in the future!"

Chi Sun was furious: "Ancestor Pengshan, the old man thinks that after you have no hair and beard, the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks are not so obvious." Burning all the hair on your inside is probably more pleasing to the eye, what do you say?"

The ancestor of Pengshan replied weakly, and said: "What the evil king said must be correct, find a time in the future for the old man to burn it himself, burn it by himself...... Regarding the pardon of Loulan's orphans, I also asked Emperor Wu to give some views. ”

Chi Ri was furious: "Son of a, Pengshan Ancestor, I'm afraid that I will be pardoned and strong in the future, and I will come to you to settle accounts, right? Why did you bother in the first place? Do you think Emperor Wu will deal with the pardon and make your spring and autumn dreams!"

The ancestor of Pengshan set his eyes on Emperor Wu, but Emperor Wu didn't look at him, and lamented in his heart why he, a master of the late stage of the immortal transformation realm, was so sad, it was really unfair.

The forgiveness who was supported by the fire phoenix Yujia beside Chi Sun Fury had been sleeping since he intercepted it last night and was not teleported away by the dragon clan. His consciousness seems to travel through time and space, to witness another past event:

In the vast sky, in the vast starry sky, a god man dressed in broken battle armor galloped rapidly in the void.

His eyes were resolute and cold, revealing a strong sense of vicissitudes, and his eyes were staring at a distant place, a desolate ancient earth city on the land of Shenzhou.

It's been three thousand years, and he hasn't returned to his hometown for three thousand years, the city of herding evil soil.

By the well of Mingji, Yin Jing'er was tearful and looking forward to his early return.

In that Demon Slayer God War, a total of more than a million gods participated in the battle, many of which came from the relics of the primeval gods.

The gods responded to the call of the Central Heavenly Emperor Yellow Emperor, followed the Suzaku Army under the command of the Southern Heavenly Emperor Yan Emperor, stepped through the mountains of Buzhou, and advanced into the gate of the secluded capital opened by the Yellow Emperor with the "Qiankun Banner", and fought the fierce demons in blood.

It was an era of ideals and blood boiling together, and every god was eager to use his life to protect every inch of land in Shenzhou, and also hoped to kill the enemy through bloody battles and create his own legends.

At that time, the millions of demon slaying gods, Jiao Ge rhinoceros, thought that the armor, repaired the short sword, Qi for the forward, accumulated crossbows to accompany the back, the wrong car guard, fast as a cone arrow, like thunder and lightning, like wind and rain......

The gods waved battle flags, sang war songs, and rode war beasts, how high-pitched the momentum was!

However, the difference between reality and dreams is sometimes really far away.

War, war with alien demons, is incomparably terrible.

As recorded in the "Huainan Book of Heaven": "Between the six combinations, the sun and the moon shine, and the stars of the meridians, there are four poles and eight directions. The end of the eight directions, the exhaustion of the heavenly dimension, also known as the end of heaven and earth, is the eight mountains and eight gates. In the northeast, it is called the mountain of Fangtu, and there is the Cangmen, due east, it is called the mountain of the East Pole, and there is the gate of enlightenment, in the southeast, it is called the mountain of Bomu, and there is the Yang Gate, in the south, it is called the mountain of the South Pole, and there is the summer gate, in the southwest, it is called the mountain of the weaving horse, and there is the white gate, and due west it is called the mountain of the West Pole, and there is the gate of the Changshu, and in the north, it is called the mountain of the West Pole, and there is the gate of the secluded capital, and in the north, it is called the mountain of the North Pole, and there is the gate of the cold gate. ”

At the end of heaven and earth, there are not eight mountains but eight gates. Through the eight gates, you will arrive at the outer realm. The monsters outside the gate of heaven are alien demons outside the sky, how can ordinary gods and men be able to compete with them?

The ground was full of rats like mountains, spiders like elephants, snakes and scorpions like dragons......

Millions of ancient god armies, batch after batch, died like a meteor shower. Far from stepping out of the gates of the Netherland, less than half of the legionnaires remained.

The entire gray and dreary gate of the secluded capital was dyed red by the blood of the gods.

He was also seriously injured and was carried to the Suzaku Heavenly Venerable for healing. has not yet recovered, but I heard the news of the battle that this Demon Slayer God War was actually a treacherous plan by the Yellow Emperor who was afraid of Emperor Yan's power, and it was a shocking conspiracy.

In the eyes of the Yellow Emperor, all the gods who participated in the Demon Slayer God War with the Yan Emperor's Vermilion Bird Legion were all "rebels" who were devoted to the Yan Emperor, and they should all be killed at the gate of the hidden capital!

Suzaku Tianzun decided to terminate the Demon Slayer God War, and used supreme divine power to teleport the healing gods in the gate of the hidden capital to a place called Wasteland.

The surviving gods regained their health with the help of the desolate people and joined the desolate war team to fight on a new battlefield.

However, after three thousand years, Suzaku Tianzun teleported to the desolate god, and he was the only one left.

At that time, he always thought:

Why can't you die in battle?

Why do you want to live?

......

Later, he finally understood that it was because in his distant hometown of Muxie Earth City, there was a goddess named Yin Jing'er, who had been waiting for him to return.

He begged the Patriarch to send him back to his original realm.

After many twists and turns, the Patriarch finally agreed to his request, and gave him a sword of extermination and a spear of the sky, "After you go back, you can't tell anyone anything about this place, otherwise, you will return here and never leave." Also, if you go back this time, your life will definitely be in danger!"

"For 3,000 years, when is it not struggling on the edge of life and death!"

The Patriarch of the Desolate Patriarch used forbidden means to break through a path of time and space, allowing him to return to his former world realm and appear in front of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Venerable, who had not been seen for three thousand years.

Suzaku Tianzun was still cloaked in crimson battle armor and white hair like snow, but his expression was much haggard than before.

When she saw him, tears flashed in her eyes, she sighed, and said, "Shenzhou is no longer the Shenzhou of the past, why do you want to come back?"

He didn't answer, just stood quietly, feeling the breath of this long-lost world.

Suzaku Tianzun continued: "The Central Heavenly Emperor acted against the sky, and in order to eliminate dissidents, he vainly used the 'Qiankun Banner' to open the gate of the secluded capital outside the Buzhou Mountain, and led millions of gods and men into the bloody battle against the alien demons outside the sky, making the foundation of the northwest of the Heavenly Dimension very unstable and laying the root of the great curse of the heavens. So that not long ago, when Gonggong and Zhuan Xuan were competing for the power of the Northern Heavenly Emperor, Gonggong touched it, and the heavenly pillar on Buzhou Mountain was broken. Hey, the emperor of heaven is not Taoist, and the common people are miserable. ”

His eyes burst out with a dazzling essence that was even more dazzling than the sun and the moon: "The sky does not change, and the Tao does not change." If you want to change your path, only Emperor Xu!"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the Vermilion Bird Tianzun and flew towards the Central Heavenly Palace alone.

In the empty temple, the Yellow Emperor stared at him for a long time and said, "I'm glad to see a new great god come to salute!"

He said, "Do you remember when the Heavenly Demon Legion attacked your palace three thousand years ago, how many gods sacrificed their lives to protect you?"

"Who are you?" the Yellow Emperor was taken aback, the gods who knew about this matter should be dead by now.