Yang Guang's Tianxin consciousness saw mountains of silver and green stretching for thousands of miles in the bleak skylight.

When his attention was immersed in it, he felt that the mountains here were almost boundless, and the high and clear sky was like an immeasurable sapphire hanging above, as if it was connected to the mountains.

It gives people the illusion that once they reach out, they will be contaminated.

The turbulent river water rushes and roars in the deep and steep valley, constantly stirring up layers of snow-white waves and making bursts of thunder-like roars.

The vast grasslands are separated by numerous mountain peaks and valleys, and countless gorgeous palaces are scattered across these mountains and plateaus.

There is a mountain peak that is almost 10,000 meters high. The peak is towering and majestic. The slopes of the mountain are covered with frozen snow, and the mountainside is shrouded in white clouds. It looks like a graceful goddess covered in silver, standing tall and proud.

On that big mountain, someone used unimaginable means to carve a vermilion font that was probably thousands of meters in size - Kunlun.

The void of Kunlun in the sea is in the northwest, the capital under the emperor.

The void of Kunlun is eight hundred miles square and ten thousand feet high. There is a wooden sheaf on it, five fathoms long and five circumferences wide. There are nine wells with jade as the threshold. There are nine gates in front, and the gates are guarded by enlightened beasts, where hundreds of gods are.

At the Basu Rock and the Chishui River, no one but Renyi could climb the Gang Rock.

Such unparalleled beauty can make people forget about the world at first sight. But in an instant, there is a churning ink color, falling from the highest point of the sky, spreading and expanding, like a black sun approaching the ground, even though it is thousands of meters away.

The 10,000-meter mountain peak looked small and fragile in the face of such darkness.

It was a darkness composed of countless creatures. There were countless furry and horned beings, some with human heads and animal heads, some with animal heads and bodies. There were also giant beasts and insects that maintained their original appearance, and there were also armored and sharp-edged creatures.

, a demon transformed into a human being waving various banners.

Countless rays of light flew out from among the peaks of Kunlun Mountain. Thousands of people flew with swords, their high crowns touched the mysterious sky, their wide sleeves flowed in the wind. There were also those riding cranes and strange beasts, or using various exquisite magic weapons to protect their bodies.

Those immortal-like practitioners seemed to have been having a conversation with the monsters above for a period of time. However, in such an illusion, Yang Guang could not hear what they said, but the arrogance and anger of both parties made him...

Wild, but it was clearly shown on their expressions.

The battle, no, the war has begun.

The sky, grasslands, mountain peaks, clouds, everything was changed beyond recognition during their battle.

The practitioners were powerful, but the monsters were also stronger and more numerous. The peaks of Kunlun were destroyed one after another.

A majestic old man in a golden robe came to the two characters "Kunlun" and waved his sword light. Then, the characters "Kunlun" cracked and flew into the sky like an edict made of pure gold and burned.

Dozens or hundreds of extraordinary figures appeared from the golden flames.

They seemed to have been forcibly detained, and some of them had unhappy faces, but in the face of the endless monsters, they had no choice but to join the battle.

The golden edict burned and disappeared, but a brighter light had bloomed from these characters.

They drove the mountains and attracted thousands of thunders, making the battle more intense.

In the end, in a scene where water hangs upside down and the sky collapses, all the monsters and people involved in the war seem to have been destroyed.

There was a black tiger that was torn into a skeleton by seven rays of light and fell without a trace. The seven rays of rays wailed and left the already devastated Kunlun Mountains. One of the rays of light came and turned into countless mysterious words and graphics.

"Rain Flower Sword Technique~"

A piece of text flew past Yang Guang's eyes. His fingers were still pressed on Zhiqiu Yiye's forehead. With this contact, he sorted out and guided the powerful power that burst out from Zhiqiu Yiye's body and returned it to the past.

These powers are extremely adaptable to Chiqiu Kazuye, as if they are completely a part of him, something that has been with him since birth. No matter whether it is his body, soul or personality, there is no rejection reaction at all, but after all, he is too

Strong, even with Yang Guang's assistance, Zhiqiu Yiye still endured the panic of bursting for nearly half an hour before regaining control of his body.

"What's wrong with me?"

Zhiqiu Yiye shook her palms and felt the cold rain passing through her palms, penetrating her body without stopping and falling to the ground. He was so frightened that he quickly touched his head and found that he should still have

Entity.

Just when he had this idea, the rainwater would not pass through his body directly, but would slide down his skin and clothes as usual.

The people around him were looking at him with fiery eyes, mixed with surprise. Although they didn't quite understand what was going on, they could tell that the guy in front of them, who wasn't very strong at first, seemed to have suddenly risen to the limit of ability.

.

This desolate rain covering an unknown area is proof of this.

"It's already raining, why don't you go take shelter?" Yang Guang said, and the soldiers rushed forward. He turned around and saw Ning Caichen looking at Zhiqiu Yiye with a blank expression.

Yang Guang felt a little surprised in his heart. When he put his hand on Ning Caichen's forehead, he changed his mind and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Come in."

There was a brief contact between the palm and the shoulder, and then Yang Guang took it back, whispering in his heart: What a coincidence.

Yang Guang and Li Shentong returned to the lobby, followed by Zhiqiu Yiye and Ning Caichen. Shen Wansan hesitated for a moment, feeling that the heat was not enough, so he took Liu Yusheng to the soldiers' shed.

"What happened to me just now?" After walking into the lobby, Zhiqiu Yiye came back from the weird feeling of lightness and fullness and couldn't wait to ask.

Yang Guang didn't answer and asked instead: "Think about it carefully, don't you have something extra in your mind?"

Zhiqiu Yiye covered his forehead and slowly said word by word: "Rain, flower, sword, tactic?"

Yang Guang said: "Is this the only sword technique?"

Zhiqiu Yiye asked doubtfully: "Otherwise, what else is there?"

Yang Guang lowered his eyes and pondered. It seemed that Zhiqiu Yiye got less information than him.

'Is it because I am the trigger, or simply because I am stronger?'

Yang Guang briefly explained what he saw.

"What? The Kunlun War, is this actually true?" Zhiqiu Yiye was surprised, "I always heard Master say that Kunlun used to be a big sect, but three hundred years ago, everyone in the family died together with the monsters. At that time, he

I was still a little Taoist boy. I was lucky enough not to die. I dug out some incomplete scriptures to treat my injuries. Finally, my injuries were almost cured. Now that I am old, I accepted him as my disciple."
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