This snow-capped mountain suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It floated up in the minds of these people and was quickly buried again. The main reason is that there is nothing different about this snow-capped mountain. It is not too high and does not cover an area.
It's so vast, there's nothing on it, and you can see the top of the mountain at a glance.
If they knew the true origin of this snow-capped mountain, their jaws would probably be shocked, because they could not imagine that under the snow-capped mountain was the Xiangshan Mountain that caused great storms and waves several times in the fairy world two hundred years ago and finally disappeared mysteriously.
Lao Hei.
At the same time, the world in front of Xiang Que, who was undergoing enlightenment, changed one after another.
Countless cultivators, divine beasts, and ferocious beasts all gathered high in the sky.
This is an extremely spectacular sight.
At least Xiang Que has never seen dozens or millions of cultivators walking with swords, and tens of thousands of strange beasts appearing like black clouds pressing over their heads.
The most important thing is that among the people and beasts in the sky, none of them have a cultivation level that Xiang Que can detect, which means that those below Daluo Jinxian are simply not qualified to fly up.
This is such an astonishing grand occasion. Just looking at these Daluo Jinxian, saints and immortal emperors, they are probably much more powerful than the strength of the immortal world at this time.
These practitioners and beasts seemed to be divided into many camps. The powerful ones seemed to have hundreds of thousands of people, while the smaller ones had tens of thousands of people gathered together. Under such a scene, it was obvious that a war was about to start.
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"Is it a battle from ancient times or ancient times?" Xiang Que looked at the scene where sparks were flying below from the perspective of God.
Xiang Que suddenly realized that so many tyrannical cultivators and strange beasts that he had never seen before were presenting a special reality in front of his eyes. This must not be an illusion, but it was very likely that it had actually happened.
This is definitely not the current fairy world, it comes from the ancient times or ancient times.
Every hundreds of thousands of years, the immortal world will encounter a great war, which is in line with the saying that the general trend of the world must be divided after a long period of separation.
A great war was enough to completely destroy the Immortal World at that time, and then everything was left to be renovated. It entered a long period of stability, and then cultivators all over the world began to slowly grow up like mushrooms after a rain. After tens of thousands of years, they began to grow again.
There will be a prosperous world.
Xiang Que believes that these Immortal Emperors in the Immortal World today must be the first group of strong men to grow up since the last Immortal World War. They are ahead of most people, or they may have much more opportunities. In short, these twelve
The Immortal Emperor belongs to the small group who got rich first.
The war begins.
A gorgeous picture composed of thousands of spells merged in the sky.
Countless Da Luo Jinxian, saints, and great saints were intertwined in an instant.
Xiang Que was suddenly shocked. The scene before his eyes made people unable to help but realize that the land and sea below might soon turn into a desolate area.
Xiang Que's eyes slowly looked away from the place of the battle. Above a sea area, a dark crack suddenly appeared, spreading for at least dozens of miles.
Immediately, a total of twelve figures quickly rushed towards the gap, and then disappeared into it one after another.
These twelve figures give people the feeling that they can overwhelm the entire world as soon as they appear. They are so strong that there is no reason.
"Twelve people? Twelve Immortal Emperors?" Xiang Que murmured.
Suddenly, as 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 person was probably looking at him.
Although Xiang Que doesn't know what state he is in now, whether he has a real body, or whether it is just from God's perspective.
This is a burly man wearing a purple robe, with a golden crown on his head, and four long swords stuck behind his back, with a faint sword light reaching to the sky.
The other party suddenly laughed.
In the midst of his enlightenment, Xiang Que suddenly became hot.
Two missing arm bones and one leg bone trembled uncontrollably, making him feel as if he was about to burst out of his body.
After looking at the man for a moment, Xiang Que felt as if tens of thousands of years had passed between his eyes, and he had come from ancient times.
The figure of the man in 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.
The eight handprints were clearly printed in Xiang Que's head, but he didn't realize what they meant for a while. He just felt that it was extremely obscure and difficult to understand, and he didn't have the slightest understanding.
The opponent's figure disappeared, the gap closed, and the external war was still in full swing.
Xiang Que sighed, and after a moment of indifference, he said slowly: "I know who you are, and I also know where you are going..."
That was an Immortal Emperor, and Xiang Que now had three of his bones.
The place they went to was the battlefield outside the territory.
It turns out that this is a battle from ancient times.
In the Dao world, the Blue Lotus Emperor Flower suddenly started to sway, and the aura on the Enlightenment Tea Tree became even denser.
The tender green branches and buds of the Pangu tree in the spiritual sea are growing vigorously again.
Xiang Que did not see the outcome of the final battle or the extent of the fight, because he had come out of his epiphany.
Although he didn't see it, Xiang Que also realized what the scene would be like in the end.
All the powerful men in the immortal world should be lost. There is almost no way to avoid the Great Luo Jinxian. The twelve immortal emperors may have perished in the battlefield outside the territory. It is also possible that someone took some measures to avoid the inevitable result of destruction.
In short, after that world, what is ushering in is today's fairyland.
There is a new life here, but it is inevitable that, perhaps thousands of years later, today's fairy world will also go the same old way.
Xiang Que came out of his epiphany. He couldn't help frowning and looking at Qiao Yue'e and said, "Is it inevitable that the Immortal Emperor will die?"
Qiao Yue'e 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 he is or how spiritual his cultivation is, he will inevitably return to dust and return to dust in the end?" Xiang Que sighed longly and said, "Neither does the Immortal Emperor.
If you are immortal, then you are still fighting for a piece of wool. Isn’t it nice to live a high-spirited life?”
Qiao Yue'e said: "Theoretically, the Immortal Emperor can live forever and have endless life, but many facts are unavoidable, such as the reincarnation of heaven..."