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

The battlefield became more and more chaotic, and the killing moves of the immortals became more and more brutal.

Feng Zhu could hardly see the moves anymore, he could only see the colors of the sky and earth constantly changing, and the avenue constantly roaring—

In one moment, flames covered the sky and sea, in the next moment, ice blocked the entire rain region, and in the next moment, countless light wheels cut through the void.

And swallowing stone...

Every time he punched, raised his palm, or took a step, it seemed to be connected to the memories of that generation.

He saw his old friends from the Eternal Immortal Realm:

Some people use thunder as a guide and test their swords in the sea of ​​stars with a smile.

Someone controls thousands of beasts and roams the battlefield.

Someone was playing the zither in front of the Heavenly Gate, using the sound to calm the mind.

Someone also handed him a pot of warm wine in the boundless snowfield.

Those were the years he had lived in, the greatest era he had ever participated in.

Now, all the old friends have fallen asleep, only he still remembers them.

By the end of the fight, Tunshi's hair had become wet and black, but strands of it were gleaming white in the light.

His body was torn into countless wounds, and his immortal blood mixed with the rain from the vast ocean into one color.

His aura, far from weakened by his injuries, burned—burned even higher.

"Forbidden..."

"All the causes and consequences of the heavens obey my command..."

"With my thoughts, I guide the heaven and earth..."

"Sacrifice..."

……

Suddenly, a series of cold and vicissitudes of life voices echoed across the world, and the blue sky from all directions overturned, and they... were immortal, and every blow was the last source of life of the turbulent swallowing stone, making it weaker and weaker.

"He... is too powerful."

"With all the Daos added to his body, he doesn't cultivate the boundless blue sky, but only cultivates the immortal body. Is this the strange ancient immortal way..."

Some people frowned. When an eight-tribulation immortal body breaks through the ninth tribulation, shouldn't it be transformed into the cause and effect of the heavens, and the immortal body become a world of its own? Why didn't this ancient elder have such a vision? Instead, he stared at the big world in his body that they sacrificed, like a gluttonous beast.

It's just like...

As if wanting to devour it.

But unfortunately, he was no longer able to swallow it.

boom! ! !

Just when the immortals were in a trance, Tunshi displayed his magnificent strength, and with one punch, he destroyed the eight Dao Zuns who attacked him together. Blood and light rained down from the sky, as if all the worlds were mourning together.

At this moment, the entire Xuanyu Fairyland was quiet.

Swallowing Stone stood in the middle of the Sea of ​​Rain but did not fall down.

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the sky, at the invisible, yet all-seeing Eternal Immortal Realm—

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, he rushed into the formation of immortals and did not retreat even a single step.

That was the most brilliant scene Fengzhu had ever seen—

Golden and white Dao flames ignited around Master's body, illuminating the entire Rain Sea, as if to carve this battle into the flesh and blood of the Immortal Realm.

When the light and sound faded, the sea of ​​rain fell silent.

None of the invading immortals could stand. They were either dead or injured, and turned into sinking points of light that dissipated in the wind and rain.

And swallowing stones——

He still stood in front of the two immortal corpses, his back straight, as if he was still on guard.

But those eyes no longer had any luster.

The rain flowed down his face and wounds and into the vast ocean.

……

The world was silent for just one day.

The immortals who came together returned again by relying on their own means of resurrection. The several Nine Tribulations Dao Zuns stood on the sky again as if nothing had happened. They stared deeply at the three defenseless immortal corpses.

It's clearly within reach.

But there was still a hint of respect and a little regret in their eyes, after all, they were unable to fight against them in their prime.

"Everyone...are you really going to move?"

"Forty thousand years ago, a Three Tribulations Immortal attempted to plunder the relics of those two. I heard that he subsequently became covered in black spots, his Dao dissipated, and his lifespan rapidly shortened to a point of death. Even after death, no Dao Fruit could manifest, and in the end, he had become nothing more than a zombie!"

After saying this, he looked towards the feet of the three immortal corpses in the center of heaven and earth.

The zombie he was talking about...

He was prostrating himself, as if repenting. Even the war between immortals did not disturb him at all. It was creepy.

The voice just fell.

The expressions of the immortals were subtle, and they naturally knew about this matter a long time ago.

"We have bodies that have been through nine tribulations, blessed by heaven and earth, and possess bodies of karma. Resisting this ominous omen... is easy."

"Those two nameless immortal corpses have been trapped here for years. The legendary Eternal Immortal Territory has probably long forgotten them. I just wonder how many more such terrifying beings there are in the Eternal Immortal Territory."

"I don't know..."

"But if we don't discover the Eternal Immortal Path, we will eventually be defeated."

……

The immortals hesitated and looked back and forth.

They are solitary and not afraid of the revenge of the Eternal Immortal Territory. They just want to find out why these ancient creatures can cultivate to such a level that they can fight against a hundred people in the immortal realm.

In simple terms, it is easier to rob than to seek for it yourself.

But here's the weird thing.

None of the powerful people who appeared here were those who fought in the battle 50,000 years ago, so the immortal corpse was intact. However, the temptation was too great, almost like giving away...

"Three old seniors, sorry to bother you."

An immortal bowed solemnly and took a step forward. He was determined to get the ancient immortal corpse!

hum!

call out!

……

The eyes of the immortals focused, and they displayed their magical powers, wanting to dismember Ni Canghuan, Xianjue, and Tunshi.

Fairy light is like a waterfall.

Swallowing Stone's last immortal thought lingered in the heaven and earth, and uttered: "Daoist Ancestor..."

boom--

Just as the immortals' magical powers poured down from the sky and Swallow Stone's last trace of immortal thoughts dissipated...

Suddenly, a crack appeared between heaven and earth.

It wasn't a crack on a battlefield, but it was like the bones of the entire world were split open.

From within the cracks came an indescribable ancient aura—chaos, primeval times, the beginning of the universe, the beginning of catastrophe. All the words seemed pale and powerless before that aura.

The next moment——

Axe, to.

It was an immeasurable axe of creation, its handle had turned into a boundless sea of ​​stars, and the axe blade was like a white crack of light that spanned ancient and modern times, slowly emerging from the deepest part of the void.

The axe light appeared, and all the light and shadow in the entire Xuanyu Fairyland stopped at the same time.

“Oops!!”

"not good!!"

"...What?!!"

The Immortal of Eight Desolations looked back in disbelief, and his soul let out a sharp scream at the same moment—

That was not murderous intent, but the power of creation.

In front of this axe, they are not enemies, but "dust before heaven and earth were separated."

bass! !

When the first roar sounded, the three Nine Tribulations Dao Masters fell directly from mid-air, their bodies and souls destroyed, even their immortal bones turned into ashes, the thread of cause and effect was completely severed, and their names no longer appeared in the "Book of Fate of the Heavens".

Before the axe light had completely fallen, the laws of the nine heavens and ten earths were broken, and the long river of cause and effect was cut in two. The blood, fairy light, and soul shadows all evaporated, and even the pillars of the road to heaven could not contain their remains.

"Ah?!" An ancient immortal from outside the domain had just opened his mouth when his entire head was chopped into pieces by an invisible axe light, and the Taoist palace, the world, and the memories behind him were destroyed together, as if they had never existed.

Wherever the Axe of Creation passed, fairy rain filled the sky, fast, extremely fast.

It was almost time for the immortal to react without any reaction, and he would die on sight.

Finally, the axe blade fell completely!

At that moment, Fengzhu only felt that it was not the axe light that split the battlefield, but the entire sky of the fairy world that was split open. From the first ray of dawn at the creation of the world, a death chasm was split out that reached the endless universe.

He was stunned, his soul was out of his body and he was as dumbfounded as a wooden chicken.

All the invading immortals, no matter how powerful their magical powers, how strong their bodies, or how profound their Taoism, were like paper under the axe and were annihilated on the spot. No one left behind any corpse - because cause and effect had been completely severed, life and death were determined by a single knife, and there was no trace of them in the world anymore.

All the local immortals in the Xuanyu Fairyland were also stunned. Their eyes trembled, their bodies became weak, and they were silent as a cicada in fear.

The last ray of axe light that spanned the nine heavens slowly converged between heaven and earth, like a tide that swallowed up the endless sea of ​​stars and returned to one point.

That point - turned into the sharp blade of the Axe of Creation.

It flew back from the abyss of the void, and the axe handle passed through thousands of ripples of time and space and fell into the hands of a man in white.

Chen Xun...is here, standing on the top of the sky in Xuanyu Fairyland.

His robe fluttered in the wind, his hair trembled slightly with the thunder in the sky, and what was reflected in his eyes was not the battlefield, but the silence of the entire fairy world.

Heaven and earth held their breath.

Looking around, the mountains and rivers are all buried with immortal bones, and the vast scene of immortals falling remains for a long time.