The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Everyone was on a hillside in an instant. Surrounded by a lot of mountains and rivers.

This world is extremely peculiar, as if it was divided under the feet of everyone, half of it was extremely dark, and half of it was extremely bright.

It seems that one side is day and the other is night!

There is no sun and moon here, the white light of the day is all from the awe-inspiring righteousness. In the dark place, there are countless black miasma envelopes. Although the miasma is rich, the light still penetrates into it so that those who enter can see clearly of.

"What kind of world is this, so peculiar?" a big scholar asked in surprise.

"My mana? I have no mana?" Chen Ping suddenly surprised.

When Chen Ping called, the great Confucian scholars used spells in surprise, but all the spells disappeared.

"Brother, why is this?" Chen Ping looked at Liu Zilu in horror.

"It's not that the magic disappeared, but this world suppressed our mana. We haven't experienced this kind of small world. Have we forgotten it?" Liu Zilu said in a deep voice.

"Ah? I remembered! I understand, this is the scope of the Hundred Sage Righteous Qi Altar, which must have been continuously created by the ascending immortals in the past!" said Wang Long.

"Not bad!" Liu Zilu nodded affirmatively.

Yan Chuan ignored the analysis of the big Confucian scholars, but searched the surrounding grass, and soon found some broken grass.

Take a deep breath: "Miss Meng, come with me!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Chuan walked along the direction where the grass broke.

Meng Rongrong looked at Yan Chuan with a complicated expression. Although his eyes were still stubborn, he still followed Yan Chuan.

In fact, the sixty Confucian scholars have always paid attention to the two.

The two of them stepped towards the direction of the miasma, and the Sixty Great Confucian suddenly stopped talking.

"Brother, how are we going now?" Wang Long frowned.

"I took half of the people to the Haoran righteous field, Wang Long, and half of the people followed Yan Chuan into the miasma field!" Liu Zilu said solemnly.

"Yes!"

Meng Rongrong quickly caught up with Yan Chuan.

"Why are you here?" Meng Rongrong asked with a hint of curiosity.

Since the last time I saw Meng Rongrong, Meng Rongrong's attitude has been very hostile, and now he is finally willing to ask questions.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Look at the grass on the ground!"

Meng Rongrong's expression condensed, and she immediately noticed the abnormality.

"The grass is broken?" Meng Rongrong's expression moved.

"The grass is broken, indicating that someone has stepped on it! And the one who came in before us, I am afraid it is the goddess!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath.

Listening to Yan Chuan's explanation, Meng Rongrong's eyes suddenly flashed with admiration.

But thinking of following the goddess, Meng Rongrong's face suddenly sank.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Hmph, the things in this small world belong to my Julu Academy, no one wants to take it away with me!" Meng Rongrong said coldly.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly, and did not compete with Meng Rongrong. After all, it was meaningless to compete.

"That group of people are here too?" Yan Chuan unexpectedly looked at the 30 great scholars who followed!

"Huh, a bunch of annoying guys!" Meng Rongrong said coldly, looking at the rear.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly, and it may not be a bad thing to follow.

Everyone continued to walk toward the depths, and the more they walked, the more miasma.

Fortunately, everyone has entered the Qi state and can adjust to internal breathing for a period of time.

Everyone walked for a day. Passed through several large mountains and entered the dense forest.

"Wow..................!"

Vaguely heard a lot of running water in the distance.

From a distance, a huge cliff was enveloped by miasma. On the edge of the cliff, a goddess in white clothes stood quietly in the wind, looking at the huge cliff in front of her. Below the cliff was the sound of rolling water.

"Finally caught up!" Yan Chuan smiled.

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