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

one year later.

In the fairyland, among three thousand fairy realms, there is a Taoist platform.

A young man's eyes flashed with surprise: "Why did the candlestick lose its sensitivity? And there were no changes in the ascension channels of those ancient races."

His expression was somewhat profound.

This time, all the immortals went to the outer fairyland. It was a rare opportunity. Unexpectedly, there was no accident in the fairyland, but there was an accident in the lower world. Who...

The candlestick was an immortal treasure that he had spent a hundred thousand years refining. It was impossible for him not to feel a bit of pain just like that as it had lost its sensitivity.

"Could it be those clan leaders..."

The young man's eyes became increasingly profound, he still hadn't figured out how he was discovered. Even if he was discovered, it would at least be after the ascension channel was destroyed, not now, so fast that he couldn't react in time.

He tapped his fingers.

Another immortal treasure was offered.

Half a month later.

He once again sent his disciples out, determined to destroy the passage to the upper world.

And his real purpose, of course, was not just to inform those disciples.

Sheng Changan of the human race took back the art of defying the heavens from the lower world. The mere lower world could actually connect to the vast fairy world. Such a place of great trouble should have been pacified long ago... He did not want the lower world to become a place for ancient hegemons to raise troops, and to once again re-enact the epic fairy war.

That's right.

This is the saint of the fairy world. He has nothing to do after eating every day, so he regards the fairy world and the heaven and earth as his real father and is very afraid that it will suffer any harm.

But then...

Something strange happened.

This saint consumed the source of the Nine Tribulations to send his disciples to the lower world in batches. The innate treasures and immortal treasures he had found and refined over the years were also sent in batches.

All gone...

A hundred years later.

There were thunder and lightning in the Taoist fairy sky, and the world was filled with depressing atmosphere.

The saint had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice: "Is the treasure that I personally refined so easy to take? If you dare to return to the upper realm, it seems that I will have to come to your temple in person..."

Asshole.

The fairy world is vast and boundless, and this incident made him somewhat confused and uncertain.

After all, the ascension channel from the lower world, to put it bluntly, is the business of those ancient hegemonic clans that once ruled the Three Thousand Immortal Realms. It's just that no one knows who is plotting against him, the 'Thunder Saint'.

"what?!"

At this moment, the expression of Saint Minglei, which had been as steady as an old dog, suddenly changed drastically.

In the boundless fairyland, many immortals’ brows twitched slightly.

There are countless strange phenomena in the fairy dome, as if it is being drawn by something, but this thing is not some mysterious object that is difficult to find, but a channel for ascension!

“The Ascension Channel… This is it!”

"Oh no, this passage of our clan is disappearing."

"Thunder Saint!"

"Thunder!"

"Entering the Boundless Immortal Realm, such a strange phenomenon contains the aura of your great Dao. If there is no explanation for this matter, I think your great Dao will disappear in the immortal world."

……

Today, several ancient and profound sounds were heard from the Boundless Fairyland.

Although they are no longer as glorious as they once were and don't care much about those who ascend, the ascension channel was built by our ancestors, how can an outsider like you insult it!

The sky bridge stretches across the fairy dome.

Thousands of thunders exploded at its edge.

Saint Minglei came from the other end of the overpass with his hands behind his back, looking calm and fearless. At worst, they could just talk it out; he was also a victim.

but...

The chieftain of the Ba clan didn't buy it at all.

They looked at Saint Minglei with sharp eyes from afar. It is you who are interested in the ascension channel. There is no point in explaining too much.

However, at this moment of tension.

The ascension channel for all races disappeared in the boundless fairyland...

The air became somewhat quiet.

The hands behind Saint Minglei's back trembled slightly, but he still breathed a sigh of relief, as long as his goal was achieved.

About it.

Many powerful beings from the Three Thousand Immortal Realms were paying attention, and when they saw that the ascension passage from the Boundless Immortal Realm had completely disappeared, many of them showed a sense of joy. Even if that Minglei Saint who appeared out of nowhere didn't do it, someone would do it many years later.

Boundless fairyland.

The Nine Tribulations Immortal War began, and Saint Minglei was suppressed.

No matter what, he will definitely take the blame.

A hundred years later.

Three thousand immortal states, the human race returns.

On this day, the sky lost its color and the sea of ​​stars trembled.

Above the Huangting of the human race, fairy light shot up into the sky, and blood rain fell from the sky. Zhuang Shiyuan broke through the air with a sword, and led all the fairies of the human race back to the three thousand fairylands. In one fell swoop, he stepped into the Huangting realm, causing the heaven and earth to roar and the myriad worlds to shake.

Afterwards, the two ancient human forces, the Human Immortal Court and the Jiang Family, rose up like mountains, rolled up their troops, and came across the world like thunder, causing the mountains and rivers to change color and the four poles to collapse and shake.

Although the other seven ancient human sects did not talk about war, each of them had their strong men disappear, and their aura was cut off, as if they had escaped into a killing spree in advance.

The human civil war was thus triggered!

The sky is falling and the earth is cracking, the Tao is like a tide!

One after another, immortals fought between mountains and rivers. Spiritual veins spanning billions of miles collapsed, stars in ancient domains overturned, the Huangting Continent seemed to have become a battlefield for cultivators, the sky was frequently shattered, ancient immortal formations were activated one after another, all things rotated, and the Milky Way was stained with blood!

The Taoist Lords confront each other, the Taoist Masters appear, one domain at a time, one battle at a time, and one domain is shattered!

Zhuang Shiyuan stood on the top of Tianxin Ancient Domain, his eyes were like torches, and his whisper shocked the world:

"As long as the traitors within the human race are not eliminated, the orthodoxy will not cease. If we do not fight today, how can we establish our race above all other races?"

"Sheng Changan, die!"

……

The sky and the earth were annihilated and became blurred.

The news of the human race's civil war spread throughout the three thousand fairy realms, causing all races to secretly smack their lips in amazement. It was indeed true that a lean camel was bigger than a horse, and the inherently weak human race's foundation seemed indestructible...and yet they were able to start a war.

And the boundless fairyland.

The Thunder Saint was still in a tough fight. Although he looked calm, he cursed the ancestors of the ancient Tyrant Clan for eighteen generations in his heart. These Dao Masters had no intention of letting him go, so he could only wait...

But if he doesn't waste it, it will be his own Taoist tradition that will be consumed!

Thousands of years later.

A passage for all races to ascend appeared in Henggu Immortal Territory, thanks to the gift of the immortal treasure from the saint. Those who ascend are looked down upon by outside races, but Henggu Immortal Territory naturally respects them. After all, they are old foxes who are well versed in the ways of the world and are vigorous and resolute in doing things. Ancestor Chen Xun expressed his liking for them.

After all, the only great builders who can devote themselves to all walks of life in the Eternal Immortal Territory as soon as they are "born" are these ascended ancestors who dominate the lower world.

Three thousand fairylands.

The boundless immortal war continues, and the human race’s civil war continues.

Fairyland outside the domain.

The 'protagonists' who had been lost in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms for many years finally appeared on the scene. The immortal boat crossed the sky and appeared above the sky of the immortal land outside the realm. It seemed that they were not lost back then, but the immortals went treasure hunting.

after all...

They were the ones who were going to destroy the Three Yuans Immortal Court. The initiative was in their hands. They could destroy it whenever they wanted. Especially when they disappeared, they were as steady as an old dog. No one knew what they were going to do.

The place where they appeared happened to be the Liuhe Fairyland.

"Hmm? What avenue is this?!"

"The past incarnation of the cultivator in this area..."

“There are some merits.”

"Everyone, take it down."

……

Very good, this group of protagonists of heaven and earth from the Three Thousand Immortal Realms are lost in the Liuhe Immortal Realm again. There is no sign of any murderous intent in them, let alone that they are going to destroy the Three Yuans Immortal Court. Now, this Immortal Court still has no reaction...even if it has calculated this.