The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"What's the matter? Why did the pumice move? It's all moved?" several big scholars exclaimed.

"Boom!"

A pumice stone stepping on a big scholar suddenly fell down. It was still fixed in the air just now, but now it suddenly fell?

"Ah! Brother, save me!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In a blink of an eye, the great scholar was washed away by the waves.

The faces of the great scholars changed.

"Quickly, go back, go back!" Wang Long exclaimed.

A big scholar jumped to the pumice stone that he had walked before.

"Boom!" "Ah!"

Falling down again, was swept away by the big wave.

"No, the'ups and downs' of these pumice stones have become uncertain!" Wang Long's expression changed greatly.

"Ah!" The pumice stone under Meng Rongrong's feet was also shaking.

Yan Chuan looked into the distance.

Despite the ups and downs, the goddess still walked very smoothly, even reaching the end.

"Snap!" The goddess jumped onto the other shore.

Only Yan Chuan, Meng Rongrong, and a group of great scholars hang in the air.

"Ah, Yan Chuan, what should I do, I don't want to fall!" Meng Rongrong panicked.

Maybe it's what I'm afraid of.

The pumice stone under Meng Rongrong's feet suddenly shook, bang!

"Ah!" Meng Rongrong fell off the cliff in horror.

In this world, mana is suppressed. Falling off the cliff may not lead to death, but it cannot stop everyone's fear, because the proud spell can no longer be used, and the sense of security is suddenly lacking. There is a big river rolling down below, who can't be afraid?

The same is true for Meng Rongrong. The pumice rock swayed, and fear filled his heart. Now the pumice stone has finally fallen, and the fear has reached its peak. But is there now?

"Boom!"

A figure immediately hugged Meng Rongrong.

When Meng Rongrong was frightened and helpless, Yan Chuan hugged Meng Rongrong.

When Meng Rongrong fell, her eyes were full of surprise.

Yan Chuan hugged herself? Did you dance with yourself?

Being held in her arms, the fear in Meng Rongrong's heart seemed to disappear in an instant, and only Yan Chuan's frowning brow was in her eyes. Looking at that brow, for some reason, Meng Rongrong's heart suddenly became extremely calm.

"call!"

The two fell to the big river under the cliff.

At this moment, although she fell, Meng Rongrong didn't have the slightest fear in her heart. There was only a trace of a pity, but it was a pity that she could no longer stop the goddess.

"Why?" Meng Rongrong asked softly as he fell.

At that time, Yan Chuan was on the floating island, but he didn't fall. Why did he skip and fall with himself?

"Don't make a noise!" Yan Chuan called to Meng Rongrong.

"Huh?" Meng Rongrong said in amazement.

"call out!"

In Yan Chuan's left sleeve, a green vine suddenly shot to the other side of the cliff.

"Boom!"

Like a long whip, it instantly wrapped around a big tree on the opposite cliff.

"call out!"

The long whip was wrapped tightly and quickly shortened. Pulling Yan Chuan to the other side.

"Ah!" "Ah!"………………

The great scholars who fell everywhere watched Yan Chuan flew to the opposite side with a long whip, all tangled.

"Yan Chuan child!"

"Asshole Yan Chuan!"

"Why does he have a long whip?"

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The great Confucian scholars all around fell into the river one after another, one by one was extremely depressed.

"Why do you have such a long whip?" Meng Rongrong asked in surprise.

Yan Chuan's face blushed and said: "Don't talk nonsense, hold me tight, you are about to hit the wall!"

"what?"

After all, the two fell for a certain distance. Although the long whip entangled the tree on the opposite side and was shortening, it still hit half of the cliff on the opposite side.

"boom!"

"what!"

The two squeezed each other against the cliff, smashing a large number of rocks. Fortunately, the two of them were physically strong, and there was no major injury, but the contact was closer.

"Shoo!" The long whip slowly shortened, pulling the two up to the opposite cliff.

Putting away the long whip extended by the "Poison Ivy", the two separated immediately, and Meng Rongrong's face blushed.

"Ah!" "Ah!"............

The previous embarrassment was quickly attracted by the sound of the great scholars falling off the cliff not far away.

Dahe rolled up a group of great scholars and rushed away in a flash.

Meng Rongrong looked at those great scholars with complicated expression.

"You don't need to read it. When this cultivation level is reached, the algorithm is suppressed, and the physical body can certainly withstand the collision of the river and reef. They can't die!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

Then, Yan Chuan walked out toward the depths to chase the goddess.

What's in it? The goddess actually risked offending Julu Academy, and would break in?

A strong curiosity arose in Yan Chuan's heart.

Meng Rongrong looked at the great scholars who had been scrolled by the river, and immediately caught up with Yan Chuan and walked towards the forest.

This place is so weird!

It is said that the formation is blocking people, but there is a way of life. If it is formed naturally, it is even more impossible. This world was created by humans, obviously man-made. Why make this pumice stone?

The goddess couldn't see her eyes, so she walked very slowly, and Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong soon followed.

Chased into a forest.

"Chirps!"

The sound of countless sparrows rang.

Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong saw that the goddess was standing on the outskirts of an open field. On that open field, there were densely packed, thousands of black sparrows flying.

The sparrows are flying in the open area, and the open area extends out in an arc, like a circle-shaped open area, enveloping the inner area.

"I remember, the previous cliff seemed to have a certain curvature. The big river under the cliff might be in a circle shape, wrapping the inside, but now it is a circle shape again?" Meng Rongrong frowned in surprise.

"Is this a poisonous bird?" Yan Chuan moved with an expression.

"Poisonous bird?" Meng Rongrong asked curiously.

"This is not a real sparrow, but a poisonous sparrow formed by a strong miasma. It is controlled by a mindful person with a formation method. It dances irregularly in a certain area and must not be touched. This poisonous sparrow is extremely corrosive. The strong in the virtual realm will be rotten when touched! Even a stone can be rotten when touched." Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Poisonous bird? Have you seen it?" Meng Rongrong frowned.

"I have seen it, but only seen it once. It is an extremely rich miasma forest. It has been accumulated for nearly a thousand years before a poisonous bird was condensed. At that time, the poisonous bird was born and instantly corroded a virtual realm powerhouse and its The magic weapon has rotted together! There is only one, there are millions of them here?" Yan Chuan exclaimed.

Looking at the densely packed poisonous birds, Yan Chuan felt a stormy sea.

It's no wonder that half of this world is miasma, and this million poisonous sparrows have explained everything. Fortunately, these poisonous finches flew in a fixed range because of the formation, otherwise the swarms of bees would rush, even if they had memories of past lives, they would still be finished.

Just as Yan Chuan was marveling at countless poisonous birds, not far away, the goddess stepped in.

"No!" Yan Chuan exclaimed.

But it was too late, the goddess had already stepped into the range where the poison sparrow was.

PS: It will break out tomorrow!

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