"It's the sixty-third year." Someone waved his hand next to Guanghan Jade, as if he was sweeping a grave.

Not many people still think that Lin Chen is still alive, and Yong Shuang is unfamiliar with the place where he was born, and no one will deliberately record certain cases of failure.

Even if it is a shining new star.

…

…

"Why do people lose sight of others after becoming stronger?" The green mountains are majestic, and the young man at the foot of the mountain opens his small eyes and shows great doubts.

"It's not that they are out of people's sight, they have lost the concept of time. They have reached the time when they don't need to use it, so they won't be too busy, so they will rarely be seen." The boy said to the side.

, is a kind elder, comforting those who have lost their loved ones.

"Is this a strong person? I don't want to be such a strong person. I still have an uncle, a second uncle, a village chief, and many, many friends. I want them all to remember me."

"This is not a matter of thinking about it. Besides, becoming a strong person does not mean that they are out of sight. They have entered a higher field of vision. What they see is the world all the time, and remember their

It’s those things.”

"So, what is a strong person?"

…

Yujing Tower Floating Island.

"The first poster is in seclusion and may not come out this year. You still have to wait for a while."

"I'm in seclusion again..." Many people shook their heads in front of the evil ghost monk.

"What's this? Those adults can retreat for hundreds of years at a time. Every time they appear, there will be earth-shaking changes."

"Stop talking, I will go back to retreat!"

"Senior brother, the sea market will open in three days. I heard that there will be many beautiful girls from other sects."

"Call me then."

The war seems to have fallen into peace. It is difficult to see large-scale mobilization of monks on the defense line of Mingyu City. Basically, those soldiers and warriors are enough to deal with everything.

"The True Immortal Law decrees that the Yongyuan army here will be eliminated in one hundred years."

The nine light curtains gathered together again, and all the Imperial City commanders looked cold.

"It's impossible for a hundred years. I'm afraid what the higher-ups want is not to clear it up. Do you have any news?"

"It's Yongshuang." Everyone looked in the direction of Gengu City, and the voice came from it.

Leng Xiao walked out slowly, "The true immortals may want us to put pressure on Yongyuan to force Yongyuan to react. Yongyuan will not give up on this eighth battlefield."

"And once Yongyuan makes a move, the Immortal Sect will make corresponding countermeasures based on the changes."

"According to my observation, there should be some movement on Yongshuang's side, and perhaps there is more than just one of their immortal sects."

"Over the years, Yongshuang has been executing some kind of beheading plan, but it was covered by snowflakes and no movement was heard. If their beheading plan has reached a certain stage, maybe the next step is to go straight into the sky like the red moon.

It’s inside Yongyuan.”

"It makes sense. I'm afraid this is the only explanation." The battle between the emperors above is still going on. If they don't end it, it will be unrealistic to end the eighth battlefield.

"In that case, let's take action over there. After March, when the thousand-year moon is full, how about we launch an attack?"

"In the prosperous times of a thousand years, a cup of blood should be raised."

The rotation of the world is always changing, and it seems that God is also reminding the world of the differences in time.

On this day, no sun appeared in the Tianshan Mountains, a bright moon hung high in the sky, the moonlight fell, and countless creatures howled wildly.

The army also gathered under the full moon, and the huge lines began to squeeze into the darkness.

The third all-out war of "Ambush from Flying Daggers" started on this night.

…

Along the coastline, endless reinforcements ushered in a new wave of enthusiasm.

This time, and nothing else, is the essential reason they are here.

"The imperial city issued an edict to select one hundred thousand overlords to go to the front line."

If you want to put pressure on the world, a few people like "Ambush from all sides" are not enough.

Therefore, they could only choose new combat forces from the reinforcements in the rear.

On Dayou's side, the Eternal Life Imperial City shines brightly, and the sects selected from a long stretch of coastline will follow the imperial domain to the battlefield.

"I will personally lead the people for this battle. On Dayou's side, please give me some food." Inside the imperial city, You Zun told You Mengxi, while outside the imperial city, millions of flying boats were already waiting.

Overseas, there are not many overlords selected, only dozens, but they are the top ones.

After hundreds of years, the Eternal City finally disappeared in the sky above Dayou, leading countless monks to the battlefield deep in the ocean.

It is worth mentioning that there are no foreigners among the reinforcements this time.

The Imperial City will not give them any chance until the suppression ends.

…

"Compared to the first war and the second war, this third all-out war will be more tragic than before."

"This is inevitable, and it is also the beginning of understanding between the two worlds."

The books recording the history of the world began to close, heavy snow fell, and the ice stored everything in the depths.

"How long has the one under Guang Hanyu been here?"

"Your Majesty, it's been one hundred and twelve years." A waiter answered next to her. She didn't understand why the Lord would pay attention to a person who was almost certain to die.

The wind and snow filled the Venerable's eyes, and a wisp of white hair passed by his ears. His cold and charming face still made people reluctant to close their eyes under the boundless snowflakes.

"One hundred and twelve years. Although the oldest venerable person in Yongshuang's records is one thousand years old, the number of more than two hundred years in the entire history can be counted with two hands."

The Venerable has great power in Yongshuang, so she was able to use the power of Tianwaitian to find out the distance Lin Chen traveled after crossing the ice monument, as well as his strength.

"Back then, the one who stayed under Guanghan Jade only stayed for three days, but this Lin Chen stayed for hundreds of years." For a moment, the Venerable was a little confused as to whether the two could be compared.

How many people in the world know that the second person who practiced the Mysterious Death Skill has overcome what they thought was impossible and became a venerable person like them.

No one knows the process and reasons for this.

"For more than a hundred years, if you hadn't died, what kind of magical powers would you have realized? I'm looking forward to it." Underneath the hair as pale as snow, you have beautiful eyes like water.

——

Under the cold jade, Lin Chen trembled all over and raised his hands. His thinking was almost at a standstill, and he was shocked when his palms touched his face.

This was not caused by Guanghan Jade, but by Lin Chen's own understanding. The eternal ice he understood affected his body, almost freezing it directly.

"Fortunately, I succeeded." A stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Lin Chen swam towards the top of Guanghan Jade without any hesitation.

The chill was still increasing, but Lin Chen had enough time.

"Whether the magical power can be successful or not depends on some experiments." Lin Chen was a little anxious, and it happened that Yongshuang's battlefield could allow him to show off his talents.
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