At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

In the north of Wu Kingdom, cross the desert and reach the northern border.

Surrounded by dense monster forests, surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, the glacier plateau is connected with the thousands of feet high Xiongfeng.

Snow covered, thousands of miles of glaciers, thousands of miles of snow.

Binggou is criss-crossed, and the huge height difference makes the glacier spectacular, just like the snow country.

The jade dragon flies around the clouds, and the Wanren glacier soars to the sky. This is the land of the northern border, full of opportunities and dangers.

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

The densely packed monks split into three parties and formed three camps.

The mana accumulated in their bodies seemed to sweep away all the temperature in an instant, the ice age-like cold.And the light that disappears in an instant.

There is a person standing on the sky between the three sides. He is so powerful that he surpasses all living beings, and the wind and snow dodge him.

The eyes of all the monks followed, cold sweat broke out slightly on their foreheads, and they secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This day finally came.

Ten Great Immortal Gates!

Three major forces!

Barbarian monks and former Wu Kingdom Zongmen monks!

"Zenyuan, you finally showed your true colors, but the northern border is not where you should come."

The Yuanying patriarch of the barbarian monk opened his mouth lightly, and saw that he was tall and tall, with a bronze complexion, and his facial features were well-defined and deep.

The dark icy eyes looked wild and uninhibited, and the costume was quite weird, with a treasure wheel floating behind it.

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

The Zenyuan Patriarch of the Ten Great Immortal Sects just smiled slightly. His figure under the sun was like the most dazzling star among thousands of stars, bright and dazzling.

"Brother Chanyuan's ambition is still too big, I don't agree with it."

Standing in front of the three major forces is a woman with a heroic spirit in her beautiful eyebrows, she is radiant, her clothes are more snowy, and her sleeves are flying.

Zen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, ignoring 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 deep horror and disbelief.

There is also a panicked horse who is involved in a three-way battle in the world of cultivating immortals for no reason. They are passing by! !

Surrounded by large formations, the sky is sealed and the land is locked. No one can escape without a decisive victory. The three parties are also quite tacit, as if they have already prepared for this day.

"Your top ten immortal sects are trying to cover the sky with one hand, but the rules of the world of cultivating immortals are not up to whoever decides." The barbarian patriarch said coldly.

"Zenyuan, the moment we agreed to explore together, we knew we had today."

The corner of Sikong Qianmu's mouth twitched into a sneer, they knew better than anyone how the resources of Qianguo's cultivation world were exhausted.

They have always had different philosophies in the world of cultivating immortals, and there will be a battle sooner or later, but they really want to explore the northern border.

But for hundreds of years, the depths of the glacier have been a paradise for monsters and spirit beasts. They haven't explored the number of Nascent Souls until now, and they have fallen into a stalemate.

There are even terrifying beast roars from the bottom of the glacier, at least it is the coercion of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and the depths of the northern border can be described as murderous every step of the way.

If you cross the Xiongfeng from the sky, the star-swallowing wind from the sky is enough to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator's body.

"hehe, not bad."

Zen Yuan's expression was flat, without any ups and downs, "It's just that we don't want to wait any longer, at least we have to open a way out for the younger generation."

Now that all parties in the world of cultivating immortals are gathered, the opportunity they have been waiting for for thousands of years is just to annihilate them in one fell swoop, leaving no future troubles.

"absurd!"

"wild ambition!"

Sikong Qianmu and the barbarian patriarch yelled angrily, and the three parties were instantly at war with each other, and the glaciers on the ground cracked and made a loud bang.

"Fellow daoists, listen to the order, this is a daoist struggle, and there is no retreat!"

Zen Yuan's aura erupted suddenly, his eyes shone with a dazzling cold light, and the murderous aura flourished between heaven and earth.

"Yes, old man!"

"Yes, old man!"

……

The ground, the sky, and the monks of the Qian Kingdom uttered loud shouts, each with a determined look, engulfing the surging momentum, and stirring up the world with murderous aura.

An atmosphere of chilling in the world arose in everyone's hearts in vain.

The terrifying Qi machine vibrates in the heavy snow, as if it wants to smash this vast snow country into pieces.

"Fellow Daoists..."

Sikong Qian mu cold light blasted in all directions, a lightsaber shone in the void, divine light radiated, "Draw the sword!!!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

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

hum—

Huge warships slowly revealed their figures from the clouds, like giant beasts descending.

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

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

"It's over."

Countless casual cultivators on the ground were dumbfounded and looked up at the sky. They felt a shocking murderous aura.

"Who dares to bully me that there is no one in the northern border!"

"Who dares to bully me that there is no one in the northern border!"

……

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

Tens of thousands of barbarian monks, either flying in mid-air or skimming the ground, came straight to the battlefield!

The violent and strange mana is as powerful as a Changhong rushing, and looks like a Changhong straddling it!

"Qianguo, let's fight!" the barbarian patriarch let out a monstrous roar, waving forward with one hand above the sky.

At this moment, millions of monks from the three directions uttered loud roars at the same time. The violent airflow and strong wind made the clothes and hair of the casual monks dance wildly, hunting...

boom!

boom!

Desolate trumpets sounded in the north.

The intense formation light flooded the entire battlefield.

The monks in the three-party world of cultivating immortals surged like a tide, and their eyes were shockingly killing, and they began to officially collide! !

In the history of the world of cultivating immortals, it is known as the battle of heaven and earth.

……

The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passing, and it will be another ten years in a blink of an eye.

There was no news about the Battle of the Northern Territory, but there was nothing wrong with it. It must have been more tragic than the Battle of Wu Kingdom back then.

Tianduan Great Plains, a land that no one cares about.

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

That's right, they were watching the sunrise, preparing to absorb the legendary 'purple energy coming from the east', the mighty power of heaven and earth, if they don't squeeze it, they will be at a loss.

"Lao Niu, calm down and prepare to accept the gift from heaven and earth."

Chen Xun muttered, his eyes slightly closed, and his heart turned to the sky, "Come on, this seat is ready!"

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

Zi Qi Donglai firmly believes in the merits of the big black cow. Although he can't see it or touch it, this kind of thing exists even if he believes it.

It can also be regarded as a flavoring agent on their way of cultivation. Reiki is too monotonous for immortals.

After half an hour.

"This seat has already felt the aura of Ziqi."

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

"Moo~~~" The big black cow exhaled a long breath, feeling the inexplicable spiritual purification.

"The auspicious time has come. I will open the furnace to make alchemy. I also hope that the gods and Buddhas will bless me and give my ancestor Chen Xun a face!"

Chen Xun suddenly changed the subject, and an ice-blue alchemy furnace spiraled up into the sky, "Ximen Patriarch 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 this, "Moo moo moo?!!"

"Sincerity leads to spirit, Ximen Hei Niu, sit down."

Chen Xun's words were not in a hurry, and his eyes were deep and calm, "Don't disturb the auspicious time of this seat."

"Moo~" The big black cow sat down helplessly, and muttered to himself, he really didn't dare to disturb Chen Xun at this time.