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Lin Qiye, Yang Jian and Nezha were startled at the same time.

"Earthquake? Yaochi will also have an earthquake?"

Lin Qiye turned his head and looked around, and found that not only this suspended mountain, but also other mountains floating in the air began to tremble violently. A low-pitched roar came from below, as if some terrifying existence was about to be born.

Yang Jian frowned, and opened the vertical eyes between his brows, his eyes pierced through Yaochi, and fell directly on the continuous Kunlun Xu Mountains below.

I saw that the green onion forests that were originally fragrant with birds and flowers faded away like a tide, and the gray and white bare mountains were exposed to the air. Ancient swords that exuded a gloomy cold light grew among the mountains like thorns.

A corner of the beautiful silhouette of time was raised, and the sharp sword light soared into the sky.

"Sword? Kunlun Xuzhong, where did so many swords come from? There are at least tens of millions of swords?!"

Nezha stared in shock at the stretch of hidden sword mountains below Yaochi, and spoke in disbelief.

Yang Jian frowned at this scene, shook his head, and pointed to Lin Qiye, "These swords did not appear in the time and space where our silhouettes are... but the real face of Kunlun Xu in the time and space where he is.

The green mountains we saw before are just illusions caused by the silhouette of time. "

Lin Qiye flew up into the sky, looked at the Tibetan Sword Mountains below Yaochi that were still rapidly extending towards the end of the horizon, as if thinking of something, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the West Queen Mother's Immortal Palace.

From the reactions of Yang Jian and the others, it can be seen that the Kunlun Xu a hundred years ago was not like this... In other words, these tens of millions of ancient swords were all forged within these hundred years?

And within a hundred years, there was only the Queen Mother of the West in Kunlun Xuzhong.

Lin Qiye always thought that the "forging knives and casting swords" that Queen Mother Xi said was just a hobby to kill time, but judging from the current scale, this is not the case.

In a hundred years, one person has forged thousands of swords, what exactly does the empress want to do?

boom--!

At this moment, a burst of thunder sounded from the sky, and a stream of light flew from outside the Kunlun Void, and shot towards the fairy palace where the Queen Mother of the West was.

Lin Qiye looked intently and found that the real body of this streamer was Ziwei Xingjun who had met once at the Pantao Festival.

But at this time, Ziwei Xingjun's face did not show the leisurely and carefree look of the Pantao Festival, his expression was anxious, and the divine power in his body had been mobilized to the extreme, and the speed was extremely fast.

Before he landed before Asgard, he took a deep breath and shouted:

"Report to your empress! A large amount of strange mist has sprung up outside Great Xia! Wherever the mist reaches, life is wiped out, and everything withers!

The Four Heavenly Kings, Six Ding Liujia, and Twelve Constellations joined forces to stop the mist but failed. More than half of their own divine power was swallowed, and they fell into the realm of gods. They were attacked by unknown existences in the mist, and their lives are now dying!

Several Golden Immortals and the envoys of the Western Purification Altar, the Golden Body Arhat, are discussing the strategy of defending against the enemy, and many immortal families are coming, please take the initiative to preside over the overall situation! "

Hearing these words, the expressions of Yang Jian and Nezha suddenly changed.

Lin Qiye frowned tightly, as if he had thought of something.

Fog falling?The gods of the Great Xia took action to defend against the enemy?

Could it be that this time point recorded by Time Silhouette is...

"What day is today?!" Lin Qiye suddenly turned around and asked.

Nezha was taken aback, and pinched his fingers to calculate, "According to the world, today should be the [-]th day of the first lunar month."

"which year?"

"Xinyou year."

Lin Qiye's brain is running fast. According to the lunar calendar, Xinyou Year should be a 60-year reincarnation, which happens to be the [-]th of the first lunar month. Converted to the Gregorian calendar, combined with the fact that the fog is falling... then the time point where this time silhouette is located, There is only one.

1921, April 3.

When the mist fell on the world, the gods of the Great Xia gave up their cultivation and turned into nine steles of the gods of the country to guard the frontier to resist the day when the fog invaded the Great Xia.

That's what the textbook says... Survival Day.

After the Pantao Festival ended, the Queen Mother of the West still maintained the time silhouette of the Kunlun Mirror, in order to reproduce the scene of the Kunlun virtual world on the day of survival? !

What on earth is she trying to do?

……

Yaochi, fairy palace.

Hearing Ziwei Xingjun's urgent cry outside the palace, the clone of Queen Mother Xi, who was sitting alone in the dead palace, slowly opened her eyes.

Those cold eyes reflected the empty and uninhabited hall, and finally there were ripples in her eyes as calm as a lake, and her white hands were slightly curled up and clenched into fists.

Remembrance, helplessness, bitterness, pain, anger.

She clearly knew that everything that happened in Kunlun Xu was the silhouette of time intercepted by the Kunlun mirror, but when she heard this sentence, she still couldn't control her emotions.

Even if a hundred years have passed, the pain and hatred rooted in the heart still haven't weakened in the slightest, on the contrary, it has become more and more intense with the passage of time.

However, everything in front of me is just a silhouette after all.

And like Lin Qiye, as a bystander outside of time, no matter what she does, she can't change the established history.

All she can do is change the future.

The Queen Mother of the West slowly closed her eyes. In the void above the fairy palace, a Kunlun mirror slowly rotated. A beautiful woman also wearing a gold-plated purple-pattern robe stood in the air, pinching her sword finger with one hand, looking down at the infinite The endless mountains of hidden swords whisper softly:

"Spiritual energy as a guide, spirit as a blade, bloody battle for death, forging a sword to start..."

Following her whisper, the tens of thousands of ancient swords in the mountains of Kunlun Xu trembled violently.

outside the palace.

Seeing that the Queen Mother of the West did not answer, Ziwei Xingjun was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, and shouted again with all his strength:

"My lady, please take action! Take charge of the overall situation!!"

Inside the Immortal Palace, there was still silence.

Ziwei Xingjun clenched her teeth, and was about to shout again, when the gate of the fairy palace suddenly opened automatically, and the clone of Queen Mother Xi stepped out, sighing:

"Forget it, even if it's a phantom... I will also accompany the immortals, and it will be another journey."

After finishing the words, she glanced at the Kunlun mirror above the fairy palace. In the mirror, the Queen Mother of the West held her sword finger and nodded slightly.

Seeing the Queen Mother of the West walking out of the palace, Ziwei Xingjun was overjoyed as if she had found a life-saving straw. Together with the Queen Mother of the West, they turned into streamers, passed through the ancient portal above the Kunlun Xu, and disappeared directly into the Kunlun Xu.

Seeing this, Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other, and then flew out.

Passing through the ancient gate, when the vision was restored again, I saw the wind and snow flying among the continuous mountains.

Lin Qiye stepped on the snow-capped snow and looked around. Only then did he confirm that they had left Kunlun Xu and returned to the Pamirs... But after careful observation, he found that the scene in front of him was the same as when Lin Qiye came here before. Than, different.

The snow here is thicker, less populated, and there are no footprints from previous battles on the surrounding ground.

This is not the Pamir Plateau where the real world is located, but the western border of Daxia before the fog had fully descended a hundred years ago.

With the arrival of the Queen Mother of the West, the time silhouette of the Kunlun mirror also covers the world outside Kunlun.