Deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, miasma is like a weave, hazily covering the heaven and earth.
The miasma in the abyss is the most bizarre poison in the world.
On the Taoist list, there is a Taoist called "The Great Ten Thousand Poison Technique", which is cultivated by collecting 10,000 kinds of poisons.
The poisonous miasma in the abyss contains these ten thousand kinds of poisons.
In other words.
All the weird poisons in the world can be found here.
It is precisely because of the existence of this layer of poisonous miasma that a natural barrier has been formed between Jiyuan and Southern Xinjiang.
So many people think that Southern Xinjiang is the southern border of the mainland.
But in fact, if you travel through this poisonous miasma, you will find a much broader world.
This shows how terrifying this poisonous miasma is.
But at this moment, in the depths of this hazy miasma, there were several figures passing through.
The leading figure had already pulled the other people a long distance away.
"Elder brother, wait for us."
"Elder brother, you are too strong, we can't keep up!"
The people behind kept shouting.
But the leading figure turned a deaf ear, and like a dark meteor, it pierced the poisonous miasma and appeared on the top of a mountain.
After about a stick of incense, the few people behind reluctantly followed.
These people were all dressed in black outfits and looked very smart.
Moreover, they all wear a mask, which is as fierce as evil ghosts and is scary.
These people are all disciples of the Inugami Sect.
The leader is the great disciple of the Inugami Sect, named "Ouyang Ye".
Master Cangnan's trip to Jiyuan was defeated by him.
"I asked you guys to follow me as sparring partners, not as dragsters. If you can't even survive this poisonous miasma, how can we continue with the subsequent training plan?"
Ouyang Ye snorted coldly, quite dissatisfied with his junior fellow apprentices.
The cultivation of these people is not weak, they are all at the fourth level of divine wandering or above.
But compared with Ouyang Ye, it is indeed not worth mentioning.
"Senior Brother, this poisonous miasma has been formed for tens of thousands of years. The longer it goes on, the more poisonous it becomes, and it can kill anyone in the Fugue Realm.
We can barely keep up with you, and we are really trying our best.”
Someone said aggrievedly.
"Senior Brother, you are only a hair away from the realm of immortality. How can we compare with you?"
Someone else smiled bitterly.
Ouyang Ye shook his head and said: "What will happen to the Dog God Sect when I enter the spiritual realm? I still have to rely on you guys?
It’s for your own good to suffer a little now, and it’s time for the Inugami Sect to rise.”
What he said was extremely conceited, as if he was 100% able to enter the spiritual realm.
And several junior brothers had no doubt, they just lowered their heads and said, "This is what senior brother taught me."
"I'm going to the Spiritual Realm in a few months. In the following time, I will take you to the 'Dark Prison' to practice, so be mentally prepared."
Ouyang Ye said extremely seriously.
"What? We're going to Hell?"
"That's a forbidden place in the Abyss. Hasn't the Master always refused to let us go?"
Everyone was frightened.
Black Prison is one of the most dangerous places in Jiyuan.
It is said that the corpses of some ancient gods, demons and ancient beasts are buried in the Black Prison.
Because of the special geographical environment of the Black Prison, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and various poisonous miasma flow into it all year round.
Those corpses have absorbed this energy and may transform into corpses at any time.
"I went to the Black Prison this time just to get something."
Ouyang Ye glanced at everyone.
"Stop talking nonsense and follow me. You won't die."
Say it.
He turned into a ray of light and headed straight towards the Black Prison.
The few junior brothers behind could only shake their heads helplessly and followed them bravely.
…
East of the East China Sea.
A vast expanse of land was vaguely exposed in the thick white mist.
On this vast land, there are countless sects, large and small, hidden in various scenes.
However, because of the existence of this white mist, this place seems to be invisible, and few people can find this alien place.
This is the Kingdom of Dongsheng God.
Before the divine punishment came from heaven, this was the center of the world.
Countless sects gathered together to form a rare flourishing atmosphere, and even earned the name "God's Kingdom".
But as that catastrophe came, the Kingdom of God was shattered, the sect was completely destroyed, and only a handful of people were lucky enough to escape.
After a long period of keeping a low profile, Dongsheng Divine Kingdom is showing signs of recovery again.
Especially the giant sects headed by Yunjiange have brought this wasteland back to life.
In the sea of clouds, white pavilions are looming.
This is the sect’s headquarters in Yunjian Pavilion.
"Next month, the spiritual realm assessment will begin. Has the list of participants for the assessment been confirmed?"
An old man in gray robe stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the depths of the sea of clouds.
His eyes were shining with strange light, like a sharp sword that could break through the fog in front of his eyes.
This is the master of Yunjian Pavilion, and his strength is unfathomable.
But at this moment, there was a bit of uncertainty and worry in his eyes.
"With Canghexuan's strength, the hope should be great."
Behind the pavilion master stood the elder of the sect, who was about the same age as him, at least over 10,000 years old.
"The ten martial arts competitions of Dongsheng Divine Kingdom have always been full of variables. Which of the Seven Star Sword Sect, Lingjian Mountain, Shenxiao Sword Sect, and Shenwu Alliance is the most fuel-efficient?"
"There are only three places for the assessment. Although Canghexuan has hope, I can't feel at ease if I don't bring this number back to Yunjiang Pavilion."
The master of the pavilion sighed slightly.
"Whether Yunjiange can return to its peak, our hope rests on Canghexuan. He is indeed under a lot of pressure."
The great elder also looked grave.
call out--
But at this moment, a white light flashed out from the depths of the sea of clouds.
The pavilion master and elders all changed their expressions, "You're back?"
Soon, a man in gray robe appeared on the cliff.
He was covered in blood and looked a little embarrassed.
However, those steady eyes gave people an unusually confident feeling.
"How is the result?"
The master of the pavilion asked hurriedly.
"It's done."
Cang Hexuan just nodded lightly.
Although he only replied two words, for the pavilion master, it was a huge relief.
"Where's the result?"
The great elder asked again.
"I defeated the great disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect with only three swords."
"Young Master of Lingjian Mountain, you have made it to the fifth sword."
"The genius of the Shenxiao Sword Sect, who is said to be a rare genius, abandoned his sword and gave up at the eleventh move."
"As for the people from the Shenwu Alliance...he didn't dare to come."
Cang Hexuan spoke calmly.
But these words struck the Pavilion Master and the Great Elder like thunder.
It seems that their worries are completely unnecessary.
"A year ago, Young Master Cangnan of the Tianxing Tribe could not survive ten moves. A year later, your cultivation level has reached a higher level.
You must get first place in the spiritual realm assessment next month. Only in this way can Yunjian Pavilion have hope of recovery."
The master's expectations of him are extremely high.
"Please rest assured, Lord Pavilion, anyone who appears under my sword will only die."
Cang Hexuan smiled coldly.
This ten-sect martial arts competition pushed his self-confidence to a peak.
Qin Mo, who was practicing hard in seclusion, didn't know that his opponents were also improving at an abnormal speed.