This snow-capped mountain that suddenly popped up out of nowhere was quickly buried in the heads of this group of people. The main reason is that there is no difference between the snow-capped mountain and it is neither too high nor too large. It is too wide, there is nothing on it, and the top of the mountain can be seen at a glance.
If they knew the true origin of this snow mountain, their jaws would probably drop in shock, because no matter what, they could not have imagined that under the snow mountain was Xiang Xiang, who had set off strong winds and waves several times in the fairyland two hundred years ago and finally disappeared mysteriously. old black.
At the same time, the world in front of Xiang Que's epiphany changed one after another.
Countless cultivators, divine beasts, and fierce beasts all gathered in the sky.
This is an extremely spectacular sight.
At least Xiang Que has never seen it before. Dozens of millions of cultivators walked with swords, and thousands of strange beasts showed a posture of overwhelming black clouds.
The most important thing is that among the people and beasts in the sky, none of them has a cultivation level that Xiang Que can tell, that is to say, those below Da Luo Jinxian are not qualified to fly up at all.
What an astonishing grand occasion this is. Just looking at these Daluo Jinxians, saints and immortal emperors, I am afraid that they are much stronger than the strength of the fairy world at this time.
These cultivators and alien beasts seem to be divided into many camps. The powerful ones seem to have hundreds of thousands of people, and the smaller ones have tens of thousands of people gathered together. Under such a scene, it is obvious that a big battle is about to be ready. up.
"Did it come from ancient times or a great battle in ancient times?" Xiang Que looked at the scene below quietly from the perspective of God.
Xiang Que suddenly realized that with so many tyrannical cultivators and strange beasts that he had never seen before, the special reality presented in front of his eyes must not be an illusion, but a very real possibility.
This is definitely not the current fairyland, it is from the ancient or ancient times before.
Every hundreds of thousands of years in the fairy world, there will be a big battle, just like the saying that the world will be divided for a long time.
A big battle is enough to completely destroy the fairy world at that time, and then a thousand things are left to be done, entering a long period of stability, and then the world's cultivators begin to spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and after tens of thousands of years, they will grow up again. A thriving world will appear.
Xiang Que believes that these immortal emperors in the fairy world must be the first group of strong people who have grown up since the last battle in the fairy world. The first immortal emperor belonged to the handful who got rich first.
The war started.
A gorgeous picture scroll composed of thousands of spells merged in the sky.
Countless Daluo Jinxians, saints, and great saints were intertwined in an instant.
Xiang Que was suddenly shocked. The scene before his eyes made one unable to help realizing that the land and sea area below might become a desolate area in a short time.
Xiang Que's line of sight slowly turned from the place of battle to the distance, a dark crack suddenly appeared above a piece of sea area, spreading for at least dozens of miles.
Immediately, a total of twelve figures galloped towards the gap quickly, and then disappeared in it one after another.
These twelve figures give people a feeling as if they can overwhelm the entire world as soon as they show up, there is no reason why they are so strong.
"Twelve people? Twelve immortal emperors?" Xiang Que murmured.
Suddenly, when the twelve figures entered the gap one after another, the last figure suddenly paused in front of the gap, and then he slowly turned around and looked back.
Xiang Que looked over. For some reason, he felt that the other party was probably looking at him.
Although Xiang Que doesn't know what state he is now, whether he has a body, or just God's perspective.
This is a burly man in a purple robe, with a golden crown on his head, and four long swords stuck behind his back, with the faint light of the swords soaring to the sky.
The other party suddenly smiled.
Xiang Que in the epiphany suddenly became hot.
Xiang Que's two arm bones and one leg bone trembled uncontrollably, making him faintly feel as if he was about to show his body.
The man looked at it for a moment, and Xiang Que felt as if he had passed tens of thousands of years between his eyes, walking from ancient times.
The figure of the man in the purple robe was gradually drifting towards the gap, but before he entered, the man suddenly made a series of handprints towards Xiang Que.
Until he fell into the gap, the last handprint was just finished.
Xiang QueIn his head, the eight handprints were clearly printed, but he didn't realize what it meant for a while, he just felt that it was extremely obscure and difficult to understand, and he didn't understand it at all.
The opponent's figure disappeared, the gap was closed, and the external battle was still in full swing.
Xiang Que sighed, and after a moment of indifference, he said slowly: "I know who you are, and where you went"
That was an immortal emperor, and Xiang Que now had three skeletons of the other party on his body.
The place they went to was an extraterritorial battlefield.
It turns out that this is from the ancient war.
In the Dao Realm, the Qinglian Emperor Flower suddenly swayed, and the breath on the Wudao tea tree became more intense.
The tender green branches and buds of the Pangu tree in Linghai are growing vigorously again.
What was the result of the final battle, and to what extent, Xiang Que did not see it, because he came out of the epiphany.
Although he didn't see it, Xiang Que also realized what would happen in the end.
The strong in the fairy world should all be lost, and there is almost no way for the Da Luo Jinxian to go up. The twelve immortal emperors may all fall in the battlefield outside the territory, or some people may use some means to avoid the inevitable result of destruction.
In short, after that piece of world, we will usher in today's fairyland.
There is a new life here, but it is inevitable that after thousands of years, today's fairy world will also go to the old way.
Xiang Que came out of the epiphany, he couldn't help frowning and looked at Qiao Yue'e and said, "Is it inevitable that the immortal emperor will die?"
Qiao Yuee said lightly: "What a funny question, didn't Emperor Xingtian kill someone once?"
"I'm talking about the ending of an immortal emperor. No matter how powerful his strength is and how energetic his cultivation is, will dust return to ashes in the end?" Xiang Que sighed and said, "Isn't that the immortal emperor?" Immortals are still fighting for a piece of wool, isn't it nice to live happily?"
Qiao Yuee said: "Theoretically speaking, the immortal emperor can live forever and have an endless lifespan, but many facts cannot be avoided, such as the reincarnation of heaven"
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