Chapter 518

For a moment they were on a hillside. There are a lot of mountains and rivers around.

The world is so strange that it seems to be divided from the people's feet, half dark, half bright.

It's like day and night on one side!

There is no sun and moon here. The white light of "day" is all emitted by noble and healthy qi. In the dark, however, there are countless black miasma shrouded. Although the miasma is strong, the light still penetrates into it, so that those who enter can see something clearly.

"What kind of world is this, so strange?" A great scholar was surprised by Taoism.

"My power? I have no mana? " Chen Ping was surprised.

Chen Ping called out, all the great Confucians were surprised to use magic, but all the magic disappeared.

"Elder martial brother, why is this so?" Chen Ping looks at Liu Zilu in horror.

"It's not that the magic disappears, but the world suppresses our magic power. Isn't this small world that we haven't experienced and forgotten?" Liu Zilu said in a deep voice.

"Ah? I remember it. I see. This is the scope of the hundred saints' Zhengqi altar. It must have been opened up by the rising immortals of all ages! "Wang Long said.

"Not bad!" Liu Zilu also nodded positively.

Yan Chuan did not pay attention to the analysis of a group of great Confucians. Instead, he searched the grass around him and soon found some broken grass.

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

With that, Yan Chuan walked along the direction of the grass breaking.

Meng Rongrong looks complex at Yan Chuan. Although the eyes are still stubborn, but still step by step with Yan Chuan.

In fact, the sixty great Confucians have been paying close attention to them.

They stepped towards the direction of miasma and stopped talking at the 60th ruton.

"Elder martial brother, how can we go now?" Wang Long frowned.

"I'll take half of them to Haoran Zhengqi field, Wang long, and half of them will follow Yan Chuan into miasma field!" Liu Zilu said in a deep voice.

"Yes

Meng Rongrong soon chased Yan Chuan.

"Why this way?" Meng Rongrong has a wonderful way.

Meng Rongrong's attitude has been very hostile since the last time he looked at Meng Rongrong. Now he is willing to ask questions.

Yan Chuan said with a smile: "look at the grass on the ground!"

Meng Rongrong looks a congealed, suddenly found abnormal.

"Is that grass broken?" Meng Rongrong's expression moved.

"The grass is broken, it means someone stepped on it! The one who came in before us, I'm afraid, is the goddess of heaven Yan Chuan deeply inhaled the airway.

Listening to Yan Chuan's explanation, Meng Rongrong's eyes flashed a trace of admiration.

But thinking of following her, Meng Rongrong's face sank again.

"What's the matter?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Hum, all the things in this small world belong to my Julu Academy. Nobody wants to take them away with me!" Meng Rongrong said coldly.

After all, there is no interest in comparing Yan Rong with Meng Rong.

"And that group of people followed?" Yan Chuan's unexpected look at the thirty Confucians following him!

"Well, a bunch of annoying people!" Meng Rongrong looks at the rear, coldly.

But Yan Chuan smiles. It may not be a bad thing to follow.

People continue to walk towards the depths, the more they go, the more miasma.

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

The crowd left for a day. Through several mountains, into the dense forest.

"Hua Hua Hua......!"

Vaguely heard a lot of water from the distance.

Looking from a distance, a huge cliff is covered by miasma. At the edge of the cliff, a goddess in white stands quietly in the wind and looks at the huge cliff in front of her. Under the cliff is the sound of rolling water.

"At last Yan Chuan said with a smile.

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