Every giant is bronze, and their muscles are like dragons. They begin to walk towards the air, as if there are invisible steps in the air, step by step toward the dark red passage in the middle of the black vortex.

Even if their footstep stepped in the void air, it also issued a heavy sound, at their feet, produced a circle of ripples.

In the other direction, it is the wolf clan. They show their original shape. They are wolves full of fierce power. The youngest wolf is more than 100 meters long.

All kinds of friars gathered together into a river, just like ten thousand streams returning to their ancestral home, and flew to the dark red in the middle of the air without hesitation or staying.

Qin Shuang looked at it quietly, and a great impact came to his face.

Human race, giant race, Phoenix race, wolf race, dragon race and so on, all kinds of races turn into waves in rivers, flowing into the black vortex, flowing into the dark red channel, continuous and continuous.

Only the friars on the cloud platform were still standing.

"Qin Shuang, are you ready?" The light moon dance looks back at the sky, turns its head and looks at Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang walks up to the light moon dance and says, "I've seen you. I'm ready."

At this time, those immortals on the cloud platform also came to the light moon dance. Everyone looked calm. In their life, they don't know how many relics they have explored, how many small worlds they have experienced, and how many dangers they have experienced. Few things can make their mood fluctuate.

Just less than an hour, there were no monks left on the ground, only the cloud platform floating in mid air.

"Let's go, too!"

Then you can see the body shapes of immortal statues flying up on the cloud platform one by one. With a wave of the sleeves, the light moon dances to fold up the cloud platform and fly towards the dark red channel.

Soon, Qin Shuang entered the dark red channel.

Rush into the dark red channel, surrounded by dark red, but in a moment, Qin Shuang appears outside the dark red channel.

Where you see it, it's dark red.

It's really a small world, but it's a weird one.

This small world is not small, you can't see the edge at a glance, but strangely, the whole small world presents a kind of dark red.

Looking down, Qin Shuang has already stood on the earth. The earth is dark red.

Look up, the color of the air is lighter, a light red. However, a dark red sun hung in the sky.

Far sighted!

Dark red mountains, dark red water, dark red vegetation

Qin Shuang took a slight breath.

The spirit of immortal is very strong. It has caught up with the area of Tianxing sect's disciples.

You know, the concentration of immortal vitality in the area of Tianxing sect's outer disciples is five times that of the barbarian mainland. However, in this small world, just ordinary places, there is such a concentration of immortal vitality.

But

In this small world, the spirit of immortals is violent. When it is inhaled into the body, it not only can't be absorbed, but also consumes its own strength to suppress it.

"Hoo..."

A gust of wind blowing, raised a layer of dark red dust, the Qin Shuang's hair blowing backward, dress also issued a hunting sound.

Qin Shuang thinks slightly, but there is a trace of joy in her heart.

There is no doubt that after entering the small world, the alliance between different races has completely disappeared. This is a tacit understanding of the unspoken rules among the hundred ethnic groups. In the big aspect, the alliance of the hundred ethnic groups is not allowed to fight. Once there is a fight, the hundred ethnic groups will fight together.

However, once you enter a relic or a small world, for the purpose of chance and treasure, the alliance of the hundred ethnic groups will be automatically released in the relic or small world, and you can fight and fight at will.

Now in this small world, Qin Shuang is undoubtedly a weak one. There are so many immortal zuns, Qin Shuang is the peak of an Immortal Emperor, and there is no room to beat the harp.

However, in this small world, the vitality of immortals is so violent that it can't be absorbed. Once absorbed, we have to consume yuan force to suppress, which makes us dare not mobilize Xian yuan force at will, only rely on the power of noumenon.

Today's Qin Shuang, for various reasons, is only the power of noumenon!

"I've reached the top of the five levels of human respect. I should be able to protect myself here?"

However, later, Qin Shuang's heart was again filled with awe. Among the hundred ethnic groups, there were many ethnic groups, that is, the noumenon was powerful. Their previous fighting style also liked the collision of noumenon. Qin Shuang may not have an advantage when he meets them.

"Hoo..."

Another gust of wind came, and this gust was continuous. The dark red dust in the field of vision was lifted away and covered the sky. The gust blew on Qin Shuang's body and made Qin Shuang shake.

Qin Shuang's feet work hard and take root in the earth. The shaking body immediately stabilizes, but the intensity of the wind makes Qin Shuang a little shocked.In the strong wind, there is a strong and violent immortal spirit, which impacts the body of Qin Shuang.

The dark red sky becomes turbid. In the sky, the dark red clouds surge like plasma.

It took a quarter of an hour for the wind to disappear, the dust to fall, and the vision to become clear. Qin Shuang looks to the left, right and front, and there seems to be no trace of the aborigines in this small world. Turn around, look toward the rear, the vision is a shrink.

In that direction, she saw a dark red city.

Around a dark red city, there were already hundreds of monks, like the ocean, pouring towards the city. The friars of all ethnic groups are acutely aware of the abnormality of this small world. It doesn't mean that they can't do it when they can't do it. It's just that if they release it, they will consume the yuan power in their body. Moreover, the power of Dao will be greatly suppressed because of the fury of the immortal yuan Qi. It's still a problem to supplement the Xianyuan power in the body. We can't absorb the violent Xianyuan power here. It's not a supplement, but a greater consumption, because we need to use the Xianyuan power in the body to suppress the violent Xianyuan power. Therefore, instead of flying, the friars of all ethnic groups rushed to the ground, toward the dark red city.

Countless friars gathered into a sea, and each friar is a law friar, one by one momentum rush night, such as smoke rising.

In the dark red city, on the balcony of the first tallest building stood a young man in a blood colored robe. The young man's head was wearing a blood colored crown, and his dark red hand gently patted on the railing in front of him, looking at the friars of hundreds of ethnic groups outside the city like the tide.

"Extraterritorial demons! The prophecy finally came... " The young man muttered to himself.

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