Chapter 167 The Immortal World, the Battle of Heavenly Change

North of Wu State, across the desert, to the northern border.

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

Covered with snow, thousands of miles of glaciers, and thousands of miles of snow.

The glaciers are crisscrossed, and the huge height difference makes the glaciers spectacular, like a snow country.

The jade dragons are dancing in the clouds, and the glaciers are soaring into the sky. This is the land of the northern border, full of opportunities and dangers.

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

The dense monks are divided into three parties, forming three camps.

The mana accumulated in their bodies seems to sweep away all the temperature in an instant, as cold as the Ice Age. And the light disappears in an instant.

There is a person standing on the sky between the three parties, with overwhelming power, surpassing all living beings, and the wind and snow also avoid it.

All the cultivators followed him, with a little cold sweat on their foreheads. They swallowed their saliva secretly. This day finally came.

The Ten Great Immortal Sects!

The Three Major Powers!

The Barbarian Cultivators and the Former Wu Kingdom Sect Cultivators!

"Chanyuan, you finally showed your true colors, but the Northern Territory is not the place for you to come."

The Nascent Soul Patriarch of the Barbarian Cultivators spoke lightly. He was tall and strong, with a bronze complexion and clear and deep facial features.

His dark icy eyes looked wild and unruly, and his clothes were quite strange. There was a treasure wheel floating behind him.

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

The Chanyuan Patriarch of the Ten Great 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 too big. I don't agree with it."

In front of the three major forces stood a woman with a heroic spirit in her beautiful eyebrows, radiant, clothes whiter than snow, and wide sleeves flying.

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

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators on the ground showed deep horror and disbelief.

There were even more scattered cultivators who were panicking, inexplicably involved in the three-party battle of the immortal world. They were just passing by!!

Surrounded by a large formation, sealing the sky and locking the earth, no one could leave without deciding the winner. The three parties were also quite tacit, as if they had already prepared for this day.

"You ten major immortal gates are trying to cover the sky with one hand, but the rules of this immortal world are not decided by who has the final say." The Barbarian Ancestor said coldly.

"Chanyuan, the moment we agreed to explore together, we knew this day would come."

Sikong Qianmu's mouth curled up a sneer. They knew better than anyone how the resources of the Qian Kingdom's cultivation world were exhausted.

The concepts of their two cultivation worlds have always been different. Sooner or later, there will be a war, but they really want to explore the North.

But for hundreds of years, the depths of the glacier have been a paradise for monsters and spirit beasts. They have not yet explored the number of Yuanying, and they are stuck in a stalemate.

There are even terrifying beast roars coming from the bottom of the glacier, at least the pressure of the middle stage of the Yuanying. The depths of the North are full of murderous intent.

If you cross the peaks from the sky, the high-altitude star-swallowing gale is enough to strangle the body of a Yuanying cultivator.

"Haha, not bad."

Chanyuan's expression was calm, without any ups and downs, "but we don't want to wait any longer, at least we have to open a way out for the younger generation."

Now all parties in the cultivation world have gathered together, and the opportunity that has been waiting for thousands of years is only to annihilate them in one fell swoop and leave no future troubles.

"Absurd!"

"Wolf ambition!"

Sikong Qianmu and the Barbarian Patriarch shouted angrily, and the three parties were on the verge of a fight. The glaciers on the ground cracked and made a loud rumbling sound.

"Fellow Daoists, listen to my order. This is a Dao struggle. We cannot retreat!"

Chan Yuan's aura burst out, his eyes emitted a dazzling cold light, and the murderous aura between heaven and earth was strong.

"Yes, ancestor!"

"Yes, ancestor!"

...

On the ground, in the sky, the cultivators of the Gan Kingdom shouted loudly, each with a firm look, carrying a rolling momentum, and the murderous aura stirred the world.

A murderous atmosphere of heaven and earth suddenly rose in everyone's heart.

The terrible aura shook in the heavy snow, as if it was going to smash this vast snow country to pieces.

"Fellow Daoists..."

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

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

...

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

Buzz-

Huge warships slowly revealed their figures from the clouds and mist, like a giant beast descending.

Pieces of black shadows cast over 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 scattered cultivators on the earth were dumbfounded, looking up at the sky, they felt a terrifying murderous aura.

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

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

...

On the battlefield, at this moment, a loud voice rang out from the mountains and forests everywhere.

Tens of thousands of barbarian cultivators, either flying in the air or flying on the ground, rushed straight to the battlefield!

The violent strange magic power rushed like a long rainbow, and it was like a long rainbow across!

"Gan country, a battle!" The barbarian ancestor roared, and waved his hand forward above the sky.

At this moment, millions of cultivators from the three parties roared at the same time, and the fierce airflow and strong wind blew the clothes and hair of the scattered cultivators wildly, making a rustling sound...

boom!

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 they don't absorb it, they 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 has no doubt about 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.