As a result, they met ingeniously years ago.
The breeze was blowing, Taoist Ziwei did not speak, and the hazy figure stood here all the time, without the slightest intention to leave.
Because the soul of the immortal king has appeared, this means that he has to fall asleep again.
This woman.
"Do you need me to help you?" Above the sky, Immortal King said.
"You deserve to die." Taoist Ziwei suddenly became angry: "You should have died a long time ago. Without you, we would all become gods, and the world of immortals would become the real world of gods. We would create an era of immortality, and you "snow", You obstructed the path that we all walked forward, you shattered all our dreams, and now you have to stop me."
Those grievances from years ago are no longer clear.
What is wrong.
What is right or wrong.
She chuckles and said, "Should you trade the entire immortal world for your enlightenment?"
"We will also create lives. They will be more advanced and stupid than the current life forms." Daoist Ziwei roared.
"What if it fails?" She disapproved.
If years ago, she had loosened a little bit, it wouldn't be the situation it is now.
failure!
Ha ha! How could it fail
Taoist Ziwei thought silently, did not refute, turned and sank into the mountains, and the hazy figure disappeared.
The immortal king above the sky also dissipated. She stared in a certain direction and left the last sentence: "Don't be afraid."
The sacrifice of Luoxia Holy Land saved the entire fairy world, but history will not remember these, because they have already failed, and all the records in the ancient books were written by the victors.
It's sad.
In the sea.
The Chaos Cauldron was trembling all the time, releasing its immortal glory, as if it was about to recover.
The Holy Lord's heart shook, staring at this ancient tripod firmly.
It seemed to want to leave through the air, hesitated all the time, and finally calmed down slowly.
Saint Bingxin walked out of a certain magic weapon and whispered: "It must have sensed something."
"Could it be that person back?" The Holy Master's voice trembled.
that person.
The immortal king of distant years, Snow.
She was also the founder of the Luxia Holy Land, the first generation of Holy Master, she was once so powerful, she once placed the Luxia Holy Land in the highest mountain in the fairy world.
They overlooked the entire fairy world.
Except for that person's return, the Holy Lord couldn't think of anyone else who could make Gu Ding react like this.
"She... won't come back." Bingxin Sacred Ground whispered, her expression a little sad, long years passed, if she really was still alive, she would have come back long ago.
Luoxia Holy Land will definitely not fall into such a situation.
The Holy Lord does not speak.
Gu Ding has calmed down, and all the divine glory has dissipated.
The two watched for a long, long time, and finally Saint Bingxin didn't enter the magic weapon, leaving only the Holy Lord and Guding here.
a long time!
The holy lord lifted the ancient ding and left the sacred place of Luoxia. With the help of the ancient ding, she kept moving forward, no matter the area or direction.
There is only one thought in my mind, move forward.
After walking for a long time, until after dark, when the holy lord raised her head, she had already come to the desert.
It's here again.
Her heart shook, and her eyes were deep: "She must be alive." The Holy Lord firmly believed in her beliefs and stepped into the desert with Gu Ding.
Why bother
Saint Bingxin sighed softly.
The night sky of the desert was very dark, and the radiance of the waning moon could hardly shine here, and the Holy Lord was still moving forward.
I don't know how long it took, Gu Ding suddenly trembled, bursting out a strong divine light, as if a sun was blooming.
The holy master's eyes shrank suddenly: "Senior Bing Xin, she must be alive, she must be here."
Even Saint Bingxin was shocked.