Chapter 167 The battle of heavenly changes in the world of immortality

To the north of Wu Kingdom, we crossed the desert and reached the northern border.

It is surrounded by a dense forest of monsters and mist all year round, and the glacier plateau is connected with the majestic peaks thousands of feet high.

Snow capped, thousands of miles of glaciers, thousands of miles of falling snow.

The glacier is criss-crossed with ravines and the huge height difference makes the glacier look spectacular, like a snow country.

Jade dragons are flying and clouds are entwining, and Wanren Glacier is towering into the sky. This is the northern land, full of opportunities and dangers.

But today's glacier has a broken beauty. The ground and the sky are all full of standing monks, and they don't say a word.

The densely packed monks divided themselves into three camps.

The mana accumulated in their bodies seemed to have swept away all the temperature in an instant, and it was as cold as the Ice Age. And the light disappears in an instant.

There is a person standing on the sky between the three directions. His power is so powerful that he towers over all living beings and even avoids the wind and snow.

All the monks followed him with their eyes, and there was a slight cold sweat on their foreheads. They secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and this day finally came.

The top ten immortal gates!

Three major forces!

Barbarian monks and former Martial Kingdom sect monks!

"Zhan Yuan, you have finally revealed your true colors, but the North is not the place you should come to."

The Nascent Soul Ancestor of the barbarian monks spoke lightly, and saw that he had a tall figure, a bronze complexion, and clear and deep facial features.

The dark ice eyes looked wild and unruly, and the clothes were quite weird, with a treasure wheel floating behind him.

"So what, it's just a tacit understanding, Sikong Qianmu, what do you think?"

The ancestor of Zenyuan of the top ten immortal sects just smiled slightly. His figure in the sun was like the most dazzling star among thousands of stars, bright and dazzling.

"Brother Chanyuan's ambition is still too great. I disagree."

In front of the three major forces stood a woman with a heroic spirit in her beautiful eyebrows. She was radiant, her clothes were as good as snow, and her wide sleeves were flying.

Zenyuan stood with his hands behind his hands, indifferent to everything: "But I don't know when you joined forces, but it's just more obstacles."

As soon as these words came out, the monks on the ground showed shock and disbelief.

There was even a group of casual cultivators who were in a panic. They were inexplicably involved in a three-party war among the immortal cultivators. They were passing by! !

Surrounded by a large formation, the sky is sealed and the earth is sealed. No one can leave until the winner is decided. The three parties are also in a tacit understanding, as if they have already prepared for this day.

"You, the top ten immortal sects, are trying to cover the sky with one hand, but the rules of the world of immortality are not decided by whoever has the final say." The barbarian ancestor said coldly.

"Zhenyuan, the moment we agreed to explore together, we knew we were here today."

A sneer appeared on Sikong Qianmu's lips. They knew better than anyone how the resources of the immortal cultivation world of Qian Country were exhausted.

Their concepts of cultivating the world of immortality have always been different, and there will be a battle sooner or later, but they do want to explore the northern border.

But for hundreds of years, the depths of the glacier have been a paradise for monsters and spiritual beasts. They have not yet fully explored the number of Nascent Souls and are at a deadlock.

There are even terrifying beast roars coming from the bottom of the glacier, which is at least the coercion of the mid-Nascent Soul stage. It can be said that the depths of the northern border are murderous at every step.

If you cross the majestic peak from the sky, the high-altitude star-swallowing wind is enough to strangle the physical body of the Yuanying monk.

"hehe, not bad."

Chanyuan's expression was calm, without any ups and downs, "It's just that we don't want to wait any longer, and we must at least open a way out for future generations."

Now all parties in the world of immortality have gathered together, waiting for the opportunity for thousands of years, just to annihilate it in one fell swoop without leaving any future troubles.

"absurd!"

"wild ambition!"

Sikong Qianmu and the barbarian ancestors yelled angrily, and the three parties instantly became at war with each other. The glaciers on the ground cracked and made a loud roar.

"Fellow Taoists, listen to the order. This is a Taoist dispute and cannot be retreated!"

Zenyuan's aura suddenly exploded, his eyes emitted a dazzling cold light, and the murderous aura between heaven and earth flourished.

"Yes, ancestor!"

…

On the ground and in the sky, the monks of the Qian Kingdom let out loud shouts, each with a resolute look on their face, embracing the overwhelming momentum, and their murderous aura stirred up the heaven and earth.

A chilling atmosphere suddenly arose in everyone's hearts.

The terrible energy vibrated in the heavy snow, as if it was going to smash this vast snow country into pieces.

"Fellow Taoists..."

Sikong Qianmu's cold light exploded in all directions, a lightsaber shone in the void, and divine light shone everywhere, "Draw the sword!!!"

"kill!"

…

Hundreds of thousands of monks behind her roared at the same time, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, and the vast and majestic killing sound instantly drowned out all external sounds.

Buzz —

Huge warships slowly emerged from the clouds and mist, like giant beasts descending.

Pieces of black shadows cast down the earth, the sun was blocked, the light and heat disappeared, and there was only endless chill...

The three major forces came out in full force, just for today's battle!

"It's over."

Countless casual cultivators on the ground were stunned and looked up at the sky, feeling a terrifying murderous aura.

"Who dares to deceive me that there is no one in the north!"

…

On the battlefield, at this moment, a high-pitched voice sounded from various mountains and forests.

Tens of thousands of barbarian monks were either flying in mid-air or flying on the ground, heading straight for the battlefield!

The violent and strange magic power is as powerful as a rainbow rushing towards it, and it looks like a rainbow crossing across it!

"Qianguo, fight!" The barbarian ancestors let out a roar, waving forward with one hand above the sky.

At this moment, millions of monks from the three sides let out loud roars at the same time. The fierce air currents and strong winds made the monks' clothes and hair dance wildly and make hunting noises...

boom!

The desolate horn sounded in the north.

The intense formation light flooded the entire battlefield.

The monks from the three worlds of cultivating immortals surged forward like a surging tide. They showed shocking killing intent and began to officially launch a collision! !

In the history of the world of immortality, it is called the Battle of Heavenly Change.

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The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passing, and in the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.

No news came back about the Battle in the North, but it is undeniable that it was definitely more tragic than the Battle of Wu Kingdom.

The Great Plains of Tiandu is a place that no one cares about.

Two figures sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, their eyes blank, as if they were looking at something.

That's right, they were watching the sunrise, preparing to absorb the legendary 'Purple Qi coming from the east', the mighty power of heaven and earth. If you don't absorb it, you will lose.

"Old Niu, calm down and prepare to accept the gifts from heaven and earth."

Chen Xun said in a deep voice, with his eyes slightly closed and his heart raised to the sky, "Come on, I'm ready!"

"Moo!!" Although the big black cow closed its eyes, it was quite pious at heart, and they had always had this habit.

Da Hei Niu firmly believes in the merits and virtues of Zi Qi Dong Lai. Although he cannot see or touch them, this kind of thing exists if he believes in it.

It can also be regarded as the seasoning on their cultivation journey. Spiritual energy is too monotonous for immortals.

Half an hour later.

"I have felt the energy of the purple energy."

Chen Xun took a deep breath and felt refreshed, "Old Niu, thank God for his blessings and gifts along the way."

"Moo~~~" The big black bull blew out a long breath, already feeling the inexplicable spiritual purification.

"The auspicious time has come. I will start making elixirs. I hope the immortals, gods and Buddhas will bless me and give me, Patriarch Chen Xun, some face!"

Chen Xun suddenly changed the topic, and an icy blue alchemy furnace spiraled into the sky, "Ancestor Ximen will definitely help you!"

"Moo?!"

The big black cow screamed and jumped up. It was most afraid that Chen Xun would take it with him when he said these words, "Moo Moo?!"

"Sincerity leads to spiritual success, Ximen Heiniu, please sit down."

Chen Xun's words were neither hasty nor slow, and his eyes were deep and calm, "Don't disturb my auspicious time."

"Moo~" Da Hei Niu sat down helplessly and muttered to himself. He really didn't dare to disturb Chen Xun at this time.