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He Qingqing opened a passage over the snowfield, allowing everyone in Xianmeng and Qianqu to witness her power with their own eyes.

She did.In Qianqu County and Hongfu County, with the miasmatic forest and swamps around, the dark night sky was replaced by a silvery white, and everyone looked up at the snow field in the sky.

After the three conditions were finished, Qianqu and the alliance were filled with righteous indignation and cursed at the sky.

The monks of the Xianmeng applauded one after another, and the shouts of "Long live the leader" went straight to the sky.

"This battle has been fought so far, even if there is an Immortal Immortal Pill, everyone doesn't want to fight anymore. The leader's move has won the hearts of the people!"

"First ask a sky-high price, and then bargain with them, Qianqu will always pay us the spirit stone."

"The leader dares to stop King Song and Sword God alone, and he is sure to defeat them, so that the people of Qianqu can see this scene."

"Fall to the ground and become the sky, connecting two spaces. Only the great powers of the ancient times can display such supernatural powers. When the sword god was the most powerful, he did not have this ability. The leader is indeed the destiny."

At this moment, Mu Qiang's contemptuous monks forgot where they came from and what sect they came from, and only had an unparalleled sense of identification with the Immortal League.

He Qingqing stood on the top of the snow mountain.

The world was silent, only Song Qianji and Xian Jianchen could be seen.

But she knew everyone was watching her.She is not at the end of the continent, but at the center of the world.

The whistling wind in the ears seemed to turn into cheers, surrounding and supporting her, sending her straight to the blue sky.

Song Qianji said 1 disagreements at this moment.

There was no anger on his face, but the Shadowless Sword couldn't stop humming.

"What other conditions does King Song have?" He Qingqing asked.

Song Qianji said: "There is no need to talk about this matter at all, and there is no need to talk about it. Once the superstar tree dies, this world will collapse and be destroyed. Your ambitions and ambitions will eventually be a mirror image. Miss He, the person who brought you is not your own." The power is to make you a pawn in his hand, don't you understand?"

He Qingqing said: "Of course I know that the superstar tree is declining, but there are at least 500 years left. When I unify the cultivation world, I will create a new world and let my people thrive in the new world. If you respond today Yes, we will still stand together in the new world in the future, and I will leave Qianqu behind."

Xian Jianchen laughed lightly: "You want to be the God of Creation? It is in line with that person's plan, a perfect agent of will."

All the people in Qianqu and the monks of Xianmeng were shocked when they heard it, and the frantic shouts quickly subsided.The three people that Xue Yuan talked to were the most powerful people today. Ordinary monks knew that they could not match their perception of the changes in the world, so they couldn't help holding their breath to listen to what these three people had to say.

People vaguely feel that a huge and terrible conspiracy has surfaced, which is about to affect everyone's fate.

"What is the King of Song talking about? The celestial tree supports the sky, it has existed forever, how could it die?!"

"But Leader He admitted it. Is it true that there are only 500 years left in this world?"

"If the new world is established by her, those who follow her will prosper, and those who oppose her will perish. No one can stop her."

He Qingqing looked at Song Qianji: "You still don't believe that I can do it. You think you are always right, but I am wrong. You have gone through many difficulties and dangers along the way, and you have scarred yourself all over, just to Take back the strongest sword in the world..." He Qingqing paused, then turned to Xian Jianchen with deep eyes, "But at the end of the continent, is there really that sword?"

The mocking smile on Xian Jianchen's face froze slightly.

Song Qianji was silent, he had never doubted this question.

Xian Jianchen had too many secrets and his past, and he didn't want to tell him.

With a mouthful of oil bottles, he went through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, and finally arrived in the Western Paradise, but is the "truth" that can save all sentient beings there?

Xian Jianchen quickly recovered his smile, and his smile was even worse than before: "Little girl, didn't your master teach you that it's not kind to sow discord before the battle!"

Since the two sides have nothing to talk about, there must be a battle right now.

"My master died early. I don't need to play such a trick." He Qingqing smiled, "Sword God, I respect you as a character, and you go and get the best sword in the world. If a sword can To change winning or losing means that this seat is not worthy of being the master of the world."

Xian Jianchen shook his head: "This is the first time I've seen someone crazier than I was when I was young. It's a pity that my sword was not designed to kill you."

He suddenly raised his hand and threw something, Song Qianji followed without blinking.

I only heard a voice transmission: "This sword is called 'Fushui', and like 'Poluan', there is no mental method or sword formula to refer to, it all depends on self-enlightenment when using the sword. This lord has old entanglements with you, You don’t know when you will be able to get out of this scene, I am afraid it was arranged by that person to delay the time. This deity is one step ahead, you should finish it quickly, and meet me under the supernatural tree.”

The "Water-covering Sword" is shaped like a green short knife, light, small, and unremarkable. Song Qianji held it in his hand, as if he was holding air that had no sense of existence. Now, without me taking you, be careful when crossing the cracked ice abyss."

Xian Jianchen flew away: "It's hard to get over the water, you are the one to be careful."

"Wait." Song Qianji opened his mouth, looked at the other person's back and stopped, but didn't know what to say.

Xian Jianchen turned his head and smiled, the black cloak floated in the wind and snow like a cloud: "Boy, did you suddenly realize that you are reluctant to be a teacher?"

Song Qianji shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

He Qingqing said coldly: "He was seriously injured, and he took advantage of you all the way to reach the end of the mainland. When he gets the sword, he will control your life? He is not worthy of you, or do you think you are the savior, anyone can save?"

She was actually angry because Xian Jianchen simply left and "abandoned his companions", suddenly waved her sleeves and swept the strings heavily.

The mournful sound of the zither vibrated, the shadow of the string flew away, and the wind and snow on all sides gathered like a torrent, rushing straight at the Shadowless Sword.

"I used to never trust others." Song Qianji said lightly, "I'm not a savior. I just want to go home and plant my land. Why do you have to stop me?"

He raised his eyes, looked at the violent wind and snow, and formed seals with both hands: "Jie! Open!"

"boom!"

Dazzling golden light burst out!

Everyone in Qianqu and Xianmeng closed their eyes subconsciously, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw a wave of golden wheat gushing out like a sea, spreading rapidly around Song Qianji until it covered half of the snowfield.

The sky above the head changed from terrifying and cold white snow to a wheat field swaying in the wind, which made Qianqu people feel kind after being shocked:

"As expected of King Song's supernatural powers, it's amazing. In King Song's heart, our thousand canals are the most important, and the fields are the most important."

"The lord can change the world, so can our King Song! Look at his wheat, the grains are full, the roots are lush, it is really a good field!"

"If I can plant such a good field, I will have no regrets in my lifetime!"

He Qingqing plucked the strings again and again, and the eighteen red jade beads shone brilliantly.

For a while, the wheat waves soared, covering the wind and snow, and for a while, the wind and snow raged, blowing off the ears of wheat.

Song Qianji manipulated the border confrontation, glanced at the gap in the sky from the corner of his eye, and felt a little embarrassed in his busy schedule:

I blame the other party for creating this channel. From now on, the whole world will know that my realm is actually not cool at all, it's just a wheat field.

Maidi is just Maidi, at least there is no need to shout "obediently" in public.

He Qingqing was temporarily suppressed: "How much spiritual energy will you consume to open the boundary? Why don't you use a sword if you want to kill me?"

Song Qianji has seven swords and is the person with the most magic weapons in the world.He Qingqing has been waiting for him to draw his sword, waiting to receive his sword.

"I opened the realm, and I didn't intend to kill you." Song Qianji sealed, "Take it!"

The wheat field suddenly disappeared with the wind, and the snow field reappeared.

There were rustling sounds in the depths of the earth, which became more and more clear, gathering together, like thousands of snakes waking up from hibernation.

Countless gray and black roots broke through the thousand-year-old permafrost and ice, struggling to climb up from the ground to the surface of the snowfield, like some kind of struggling living creature.

They are criss-crossed and intertwined, covering the white snow with a layer of gray and black lifelessness.

"This is the root of the superstar tree. How could it be so..." He Qingqing was stunned.

"My realm is born from the Immortal Spring, and is filled with the breath of the Immortal Spring. The Superstar Tree is on the verge of dying, and it is extremely thirsty for vitality, so it will be attracted by it."

The deepest secret hidden after rebirth, at this moment, he actually said it out, and told everyone.

The closer to the end of the continent, the denser the roots of the superstar tree.If it is in other places, it will never have such an effect.

As long as they saw this scene, no matter monks or ordinary people, they would feel palpitations.

"You are fishing in a dry lake, asking for nothing, Superstar is overwhelmed, who can lend you another 500 years?" Song Qianji shouted, "Miss He, let me ask you again, is all this really what you want? !"

There was already an uproar in the Xianmeng.

"Could it be that what Song Qianji said is true? The catastrophe of heaven and earth is just around the corner?"

"Leader He used the sap of the superstar tree to make the Immortal Pill, which hastened the end of the world!"

But He Qingqing said: "You have underestimated me too much. You have exhausted your back hand, and I still have cards to play. The passage I opened is not a display!"

She raised her hand, and an exquisite, beating blood-colored seed appeared out of thin air.

Every time it jumps, there is a majestic vitality gushing out of it.

She seemed to be holding a living heart in her palm, making everyone feel cold even through a space passage.

He Qingqing said: "The only seed of the superstar tree is in my hands. It can be regenerated after the world is destroyed. Since the catastrophe is ahead of schedule, I will immediately give birth to a new world. Whoever is willing to donate his cultivation and swear to abide by the rules of the new world can follow I came to New Territories."

Her voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and once again quelled the commotion of the heroes of the Immortal League.

The monks were too shocked to react in time.