The Deep North can be mentioned by anyone at any time, but never at this moment.

Lin Chen followed Shinra's fearful gaze and seemed to see the vast forbidden land.

The place where Shinra single-handedly killed all life.

The land that this pseudo-immortal turned into a forbidden land of life suddenly gained a little more popularity.

The popularity belongs to mortals, and it is getting more and more popular.

"I have not found those hidden places left by my predecessors in the deep north, but I can relocate the living beings there, and during this period, no one can organize it."

The Weapon Forger who got the opportunity of the Broken Blessed Land under the Flame Mountains is said to be the only one among the four pseudo-immortals who has the chance to ascend for the second time.

After thinking about Shinra's methods, he naturally responded to this competitor.

If Lin Chen guessed correctly, it is above the words "Former of Weapons".

It seems that it is not difficult for this old man, who is known as the emperor with the most soldiers in the heaven, to create a magic weapon with a huge space.

Then fill that piece or those magical artifacts with mortals, let them thrive in it, and then place it in a certain corner of the deep north.

With the same power, it is not an easy task for Shinra to find those magic weapons, especially if they are not discovered.

One day, when necessary, those magic weapons will be broken, and hundreds of millions of living beings will suddenly appear in that forbidden land.

If the guess is correct, the necessary moment will be the day when Shinra ascends before the Weapon Forger.

After all, the last thing the Lord of the Northern Deep Realm wants to see is the breath of living creatures.

"You are a fake immortal, but at the same time, you are also a dead person..." Lin Chen still smiled.

He no longer worries about the possibility of this Shinra breaking out, because the evil ghosts buried deep in the Dao Heaven Realm have already transported a huge number of Dao Heaven Realm creatures to that deep realm.

From then on, the four pseudo-immortals in Dao Tian Realm had no possibility of opening the chessboard.

Snow was flying all over the sky, evil spirits were cheering among them, and Lin Chen blocked all the roads for the two false immortals.

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"It seems that the person you want to kill has been identified."

In front of the Emperor of the Four Winds Heavenly Kingdom, Wu Yixian, holding a long sword, looked at him with a smile.

To be precise, he and the Emperor of the Four Winds were both looking at the Emperor of the Immortal Mountain.

The zombie was looking at the Shinra pseudo-immortal at the moment. Its stiff body moved slightly for countless times, but in the end it didn't move.

No one knows what grudges there are between them, but it must be a matter of life and death.

But now it seems that the luck of Dao Tian Realm can still be suppressed by half.

"The soldier who made the weapon doesn't seem to be a treacherous person. How did you get into trouble with him?"

For the calamity of ascension, one sentient flower emperor is enough. It cannot be that all four of them are such coincidences.

"Actually... I don't know either."

To Wu Yixian's expectation, the Sifeng Emperor answered him, but the answer was speechless.

"Sikong, Qingshi, or this old immortal, they may all be able to find a grudge against one of the fake immortals, but I really don't know."

"My experience is actually quite perfect." The emperor looked at Wu Yixian with a smile, "But it doesn't matter."

"Didn't you also say that false immortals should not exist in the world? Their existence consumes too much of the heavenly realm."

"So they all deserve to die. It doesn't matter who I want to kill. After the three of them choose, won't the last one be mine?"

"You are very free and easy." Wu Yixian nodded, seeming to agree with what the other person said.

"But it's a pity that there is a guy who hasn't come back yet, otherwise you and him might have something in common."

"That Soul-Eating Emperor?" At this point, the Four Winds Emperor was also a little confused.

"There is no trace of him in Dao Tian Realm. Where did he go?"

He did not look at the cave, because the Taoist Realm undoubtedly had some means to monitor it. However, in the past, there was a Hidden Heaven Immortal Technique to hide it, but he did not feel Mu Chunqiu's aura after the Immortal Technique was broken.

This war happened so quickly that the Emperor of the Four Winds only remembered it at this moment.

"Your Excellency, there is no need to know. That guy may not be involved in this war."

Wu Yixian stretched out his hand to wipe the Zhenwu Sword in his hand, and traces of its edge were revealed in the void.

"You are the perfect emperor. It seems that you can only kill with your strength. I hope you can be prepared to die."

"Perhaps I have never set foot in life?" The Emperor of the Four Winds said with a smile. Four terrible winds were blowing gently between heaven and earth.

The fight between the two was about to break out, but they still failed to start.

"Wu Yixian, that guy is my opponent, get out of the way!"

The sky, which was endlessly brilliant because of the war, agreed with the color at this moment.

The boundless soul mist enveloped the heaven, and the dark green mist filled time. A dark green long blade, and a throne shrouded in mist, reappeared in this world after many years.

Countless practitioners who died in the war rotted in the soul mist, and then became part of the soul mist. Like the evil ghosts in Linchen Blessed Land, they became even more ferocious and terrifying.

However, after the arrival of Mu Chunqiu, what dispersed the dark green sky was not a certain emperor from the Taoist Heaven Realm, but a purer white light.

The white light is so sacred that it seems to be the only one in the world. Even the soul-eating mist cannot touch it, and the realms of hundreds of emperors must avoid its dignity.

The blessed land of Lin Chen and the other two people was inevitably affected.

Although the evil ghost was roaring, Lin Chen could feel that his power was unwilling to go against the sacred brilliance.

It seems that anyone can bathe in the eternal sun and moon, but when the sun and moon are serious, the true immortal can only retreat.

The True Immortal Yongyuan used his heaven-shaking power to replace Yongyuan's sky, but he could not stop the appearance of the sun and moon.

There is always light on that desolate land.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of practitioners lowered their eyebrows in the divine light.

Time paused for a moment at this moment, just to welcome a cold voice.

"exile!"

The calm voice spread throughout the world, Lin Chen's horror, the pseudo-immortal's uneasiness, the emperor's heart palpitations, and the low-level practitioners' confusion were revealed in this voice.

The sound was like ripples, crossing the Daotian world, and then anyone could feel that some kind of terrible change had taken place in the whole world.

The weapon builders were struggling wildly, far more crazily than before when they suppressed the Ascension Tribulation.

There seemed to be billions of laws revealed in that old face, trying to tear his body apart.

Deep black appeared around the weapon maker, wrapping it just right.

In the next moment, the blackness condensed into a point and then disappeared.
Chapter completed!