Chapter 433: Erlang God? Yang Jian?!

"Oh my God, this, this is here?!"

When the teleportation was over and the power of teleportation disappeared, Sun Ping'er and the others, who had already appeared in an unfamiliar area, all of them had their eyes contracted in an instant, their breathing was immediately short, and their hearts were extremely shaken at the same time, and they shouted similar words in a lost voice.

But......

After just one sentence, no one spoke again, so that there was silence all around.

Because, at this moment, all of them were completely shocked by the scenes here.

Over here......

It was an infinite stretch of ground, but it was smooth, like an incomparably huge mirror.

And the strange thing is that if the earth is compared to a very large mirror, then at this moment, when everyone stands on the mirror and looks at the mirror, what they see is not themselves, but a battlefield.

A battlefield that should be ancient!

In that huge mirror, almost as big as the earth, there seemed to be a world, an ancient world, an ancient world at war.

"This, is this the immortal god who once disappeared?!"

"Could it be that there really was a mythical period in our human history?!"

"You say, could it be that this great war caused the disappearance of the gods?!"

The twenty or so strong monks of the Dan Stage who were teleported here by the strange formation, although the years of cultivation were only 19 years, and some were even less than 19 years.

But......

In their bones, they are already full of all kinds of fantasies, worship, and pursuits for 'immortals'.

Now, the world in the mirror, the huge battlefield, is right in front of their eyes as if it really exists, how can they not be excited?!

With excitement, these twenty or so strong monks hurriedly took a closer look at the world in the mirror, and even the old man lay on the ground and put his face on the mirror to see.

in the mirror.

On the battlefield.

The picture presented is countless monks, no, to be precise, countless immortal-like characters, who are fighting, making the sky and the earth change, the sky roars, the cracks in the earth spread in all directions, and the terrifying magic light curtains envelop the earth.

It can be seen that with a wave of someone's hand, the earth collapses, flies out of a continent, turns into a meteor, and smashes through nothingness.

It can be seen that someone fell with a punch, and the stars collapsed, turning into countless meteors and meteorites wrapped in flames, burning the world.

It can be seen that millions of magic weapons are spread all over someone's body, forming a magic weapon storm, and where they pass, blood and flesh are splashed everywhere, and mountains and rivers collapse.

"No, no, no, no, I haven't seen it, I've heard of it. ”

Suddenly, an old monk shouted loudly, his face a little excited.

"I'd like to hear about this war. ”

Another middle-aged monk frowned and said with some uncertainty.

"Witch ...... Lich Wars, right?!"

In the end, the old monk in the lead spoke with a frown.

"Yes, yes, it's the Lich Wars. You see, the picture of this battlefield is exactly the same as the situation of the Lich War......", and one of the monks looked excited, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Sun Ping'er and Xiao Ke'er are still young, and they don't know much about many ancient myths and legends in China.

However, they also know ......

Lich Wars.

After all, the Lich War is one of the three great calamities (the Lich War, the War of the Gods, and the Battle of Buddhism) after the Flood and the Wilderness opened the world, and it is a war that is triggered by Kuafu's pursuit of the sun and the shooting of the sun by Dayi.

This myth and legend has spread so widely in China that even children of a few years old know it.

It's just that......

Is it really the Lich War?!

Sun Ping'er frowned, bowed slightly, and carefully looked at the picture in the mirror.

In the picture, the fighting side is ......

Monk, the monk of boundlessness.

These monks, each person's supernatural powers, can tear through the void, transform the dharma, and countless supreme treasures roar and shake the sky.

On the other side of the war, it is ......

Demons, the big demons of heaven and earth with different appearances.

Those big demons, rolling in the remnant wind, came to the sky, and everywhere they passed, there was a black tide.

"Miss, it really seems to be a picture of the Lich War. ”

Xiao Ke'er squatted down, looked at the picture in the mirror with big eyes and blinked, and then said with some determination.

"No!"

"That's not right!"

"This is not a Lich War. ”

Suddenly, as if she had found something terrible, Sun Ping'er shook her head directly and said loudly, and then hurriedly stretched out her finger and pointed to a place in the mirror and shouted.

"Look, who are those people?!"

When she spoke, more than 20 strong monks in the Dan Stage were all staring blankly at the earth-shattering battlefield displayed in the mirror of the earth, looking at those magical powers that moved mountains and seas with a wave of their hands, picking stars and taking the moon, and their hearts were strongly shocked.

Shocked by Sun Ping'er's words, they came back to their senses, looked in the direction of Sun Ping'er's finger, and immediately saw ......

Three people.

The first person was a middle-aged monk, he was wearing a cyan robe, with long gray and white hair, his face was handsome but a little vicissitudes, and when his right hand was raised, there was a bronze long sword in front of him, which was slowly rotating.

Behind this person, there is a starry sky that looks like an illusion, giving people the feeling that this starry sky is conjured by this person, and the stars that make up the starry sky are countless long swords.

Ten thousand swords in the starry sky behind, bronze long sword in front, this person standing in the sky, like a person, can deter thousands of demons hostile to it.

"This, this bronze sword is so familiar. ”

"It's difficult, is it the giant sword that pierces the sun?!"

"Yes, yes, you see, the appearance looks exactly the same, it's exactly the same. ”

More than two dozen master cultivators of the Yudan Stage became excited again, and at the same time, their eyes hurriedly moved to the second person.

Pale goose yellow robe.

Boots of gold.

Coiled dragon socks, flying phoenix hats.

Compared to the first person who was only wearing a cyan robe, this second person was dressed very luxuriously, but ......

Even though this person is wearing such a colorful costume, people still can't help but look at him himself, and involuntarily ignore this outfit.

Because, this man is too handsome.

The face is shrouded in light, with straight eyebrows and thin lips.

The most attractive thing is the eye between this person's eyebrows.

The third eye.

Divine eye.

"Erlang God?Yang Jian?!"