This time, I got two rules of fragments.

He soon raised 20 main rules from the chaos to the entry level.

Then make persistent efforts and continue 10 consecutive consecutive.

The remaining points have been drawn only 2 billion, and he got 9 rules fragments.

In just a few minutes, he had 110 rules to reach the entry level.

"At this point of view, 992 is not very far away!"

After using all the second -level Xiandan who had just been drawn, his realm officially reached the pinnacle of the Holy step, and it was only one step away from Zhenxian.

After that, it was a long and boring time.

At least for the city brother.

Everyone around him is doing hard work, and even the frost rabbit king and the chicken king are no exception.

The only two exceptions are Mo Chen and Sanzheng Tiger.

The former does not have a really suitable body, and the latter is simply lazy.

Over time, the crowd gradually found some wrong places.

The Qi of Xianyuan here is getting thinner and thinner.

Moreover, I have not been able to recover.

"This is wrong."

Mo Chen frowned tightly and said slowly: "This fairy world, I have not felt right since the first day."

"What seems to be missing."

Just like the aura in the lower boundary, if there are too many people who absorb, there will be a certain amount of aura for the time being.

However, because of the new aura that is constantly generated and the aura filled around, a regional aura should be able to return to normal level soon.

It is impossible to have thin spirits for a long time, and it is getting lower and lower.

The same is true of Xianyuan's qi.

The concentration of the ingenuity of Xianyuan outside now is not even as good as the spiritual veins that A Huang has been promoted by A Huang.

As a last resort, the city brother can only transfer all the disciples into the Xuanyuan picture.

On this day, Feixianmen ushered in a group of outsiders.

"Where is this?"

"There is such a martyr's mountain gate!"

"Is this the ancestral gate of the Immortal Realm?"

"Be careful ..."

The time is still short, and everyone hasn't seen decent buildings, let alone the regular mountain gate.

The group of people suddenly became careful.

Then, this group of people saw Jiang Cheng and Mo Chen Qingyu.

"Ginger head!"

"Back to the Tibetan Sword Saint, are you here too?"

When the two sides met, they were actually acquaintances.

There are two hundred points left in the three hundred swordsmanship in Jianyu.

In addition to them, there are more than a thousand masters from various domains.

But their state is not very good now. Many people still have injuries. At first glance, they have experienced fighting.

It was found that this was Jiang Cheng's station, one by one.

"How did Jiang Dao do this?"

"I can build a mountain gate here, weird!"

"Could you find the residence left by the immortal?"

The city brother did not expect that this force could be installed again.

Faintly: "Oh, I made it, it is not worth mentioning."

So the mountains opposite the mountains and the mountains stopped up.

Is this actually made?

How to do it?

Although these buildings are not too high, the surgery industry has specialized.

Even if they are like them, they can't create such a scene in just a few years.

"Ginger heads are extraordinary!"

"Such means, admire ..."

"The old sword is polite, I don’t know how can you come here suddenly?"

Hearing this problem, the complexion of Jian Jian Sheng was dignified.

"Really, I just waited to avoid the storm, find a secluded place to practice."

He sighed and shook his head again.

This sentence surprised Jiang Cheng.

This is a sword domain. The top three domains in the lower world are superb combat effectiveness.

Only others are afraid of them, how can they avoid others?

"what happened?"

Ling Xingjian Shengsheng said: "The head of Jiang can know, our rise is not normal this time."

"This time we all entered the same place!"

Jiang Cheng was even more surprised.

"You mean, we have entered the virtual fairy world this time, and now we are still together?"

This is really abnormal.

He also listened to Mo Chen that after the rise, the position was random.

The huge fairy world may not meet again for a lifetime.

Originally, he was strange. How could he be with the people in the heart after coming up.

Now when I hear hundreds of thousands of masters in the lower world, they are all together, and they are even more unpredictable.

Everyone seems to understand this rule.

Returning Sword Shengsheng slowly speculated: "I have not yet become a real fairy and have not passed through the thunderbolt, so this time I did not scatter it randomly in accordance with the normal ascension rules."

"Then where are we all now?"

"There is no root island. It is said to be a Jedi of the Immortal Realm. The four -week edges are the sea of ​​immortality.

"What?"

"how so?"

The rear Qingyi and Frost Rabbit King and others were all screamed.

Flying to the fairy world, they are still immersed in joy.

According to the people of Jianyu, they are now entering a Jedi that can't be out!

Then it is better to stay in the lower bound.

The head of Jiang asked his ‘encyclopedia’.

"What is the situation of no roots island and the sea of ​​immortal fog?"

Mo Chen was also confused: "I am ashamed, and the old has never heard of it. However, the fairy world is too vast, and even the old knows even one or two."

This old immortal does not seem to be everything.

Jiang's head sighed, and asked the people from the opposite side: "How do you know these place names?"

Everyone in Jianyu is all in the lower bounds. It is not possible to know these secrets of the immortal world.

The sanctuary of the Sword of Tibetan swords is dignified: "There are five real fairy on this island!"

"The fairy is also trapped on this island?"

"Yes, those five fairy are all real immortals, and they were involved in this place many years ago."

Ling Xingjian Shengdao: "According to what they said, I want to leave here, there are only two methods."
To be continued...