The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

When Yan Chuan arrived, the three skeletons suddenly turned their heads to look at Yan Chuan, so terrified.

"Hot mouth? This is from the Feng Shui master's acupuncture?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Yan Chuan did not break in, nor did the three skeletons come out.

Yan Chuan walked away slowly, and quickly checked around.

It didn't take long before I saw a ‘**kou’ again. Yan Chuan became more solemn.

Around the periphery of the foggy area, I quickly searched for it.

This search unexpectedly found nearly a hundred people.

"What a powerful Feng Shui master!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

In my mind, unconsciously, thinking of a person is the Feng Yin and Yang that Liang Jing met.

"Could it be him?" Yan Chuan frowned.

After thinking about it, Yan Chuan no longer struggled with this matter, but took a deep breath and flipped his hands out to take out a compass.

A silver compass was the one left after the death of Poison Master Yanjing.

Looking at the compass, Yan Chuan forced out some blood with his fingers.

Essence and blood dripped into the Tianchi in the center of the compass, and the compass suddenly rotated slowly.

The compass made a light mark against a large rock.

"Om!"

A compass imprint appeared on the big stone, and a peculiar symbol was once again written on the imprint with blood.

"call!"

The mark disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the stone.

Following the same procedure, Yan Chuan found nearly a hundred stones to do the same thing, and while doing it, he walked towards the foggy area.

Gradually, Yan Chuan disappeared into the forest and stepped into the foggy area.

When Yan Chuan disappeared, a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of one of the stones.

The black robe is embroidered with silky clouds, which is the Fengyin and Yang of the fate with Yanchuan.

Feng Yinyang looked at Yan Chuan's back, there was a slight silence, and then turned his hand to the stone in front of him with a light wave.

"Om!"

The mark that penetrated into the stone suddenly appeared again.

"He also knows Feng Shui? What symbol is this?"

"Feng Shui in the world goes from the north to the south, and there is a ancestral court in the north and the south. No, this is not a northern technique, nor is it my southern technique? And this Yan Chuan is not a Feng Shui practicer at all, and can be skillfully applied by people who do not practice Feng Shui. , This technique must have matured to the extreme, is there a third feng shui school in the world?" Feng Yinyang asked in surprise.

Looking at Yan Chuan disappearing in the fog, he was silent for a while, "Yan Chuan?"

The fog was rolling, Yan Chuan had the experience of the previous life, without much hesitation, and soon entered the depths of the fog.

"call!"

After dozens of miles of dense fog, I suddenly stepped into the fog-free area in the center.

The infinite fog suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, his eyes opened up.

Ten peaks surround a broken mountain in the center.

Broken Mountain seems to be cut off. The mountain break is ten miles in diameter, and there is a large blue mask above it. It was like a hemispherical barrier covering the top of Broken Mountain.

Inside the enchantment, there are one hundred and eight boulders, and on each boulder, there is a dark gate, which seems to connect to the inside of the mountain.

And on a high platform in the center of Broken Mountain, a green and transparent person was sitting at the moment.

The transparent person sits cross-legged, the wind is blowing all over, and the transparent person is constantly gathering. No, it seems that this transparent person is formed by countless winds.

The transparent person is like a dead thing, sitting cross-legged quietly on a high platform, overlooking one hundred and eight dark gates.

Yan Chuan stepped onto a surrounding mountain peak and also saw the scenery of the Quartet.

There are ten big mountains in the four directions, and thousands of people are gathering at this moment, not only people, but also demons.

Confrontation between north and south.

To the south, there are all cultivators, headed by the noble Gu Yue Shengzi. Four thousand repairers stood behind him. Everyone looked very serious.

To the north, there is a monster race. The head is the arrogant Demon Tianshang! Behind Yao Tianshang stood eight humanoid monsters and about four thousand monster kings. Wolves, snakes, bears, and leopards have everything they need, and they are all powerful.

Gu Yue Shengzi, Yao Tianshang, neither of the two forces stepped into the center of Broken Mountain.

Perhaps it has already stepped in, but has not entered at this moment.

Yao Tianshang confronted Gu Yue, and the two of them coldly looked at each other, their swords drawn at each other, as if fighting at any time.

The sudden appearance of Yan Chuan suddenly relaxed the atmosphere of the two parties' swords.

Almost at the same time, all eyes suddenly focused on Yan Chuan.

A hint of surprise flashed through the look of Yaotianshang.

Gu Yue Shengzi's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Yan Chuan unexpectedly.

"Yan Chuan? Are you still alive?" Wei Wei's expression changed.

Obviously, the news of the blood demon Yan Chuan did not come. Perhaps the people who had followed Yan Chuan had not arrived here yet.

Looking at Wei Wei, Yan Chuan showed a sneer: "Leader Wei, it's really a big deal to pursue and kill the sect!"

"Hmph, your kid has a big life! You came here alive, but your good days are over." Wei Wei said coldly.

While speaking, Wei Wei squeezed his fist, as if he was about to kill Yan Chuan.

"Hey, brother Yan, why are you here!" A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Among the mountain peaks of cultivators, a man in Confucian robes quickly walked out, who was the decent Oriental.

"Huh?" Everyone was slightly puzzled.

"Are you here early?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Of course, I can fly, you can only walk, I am definitely faster than you!" Dongfang decent smiled.

"What about the old woman?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Uh!" Dongfang Decent face stiffened.

"Who are you?" Wei Wei said coldly.

Standing next to Yan Chuan, the Eastern Decent School looked at Wei Wei and said, "In the Xia Julu Academy, the Eastern Decent School, I have seen you fellow Taoists!"

"Big Confucian?" There was a voice of surprise all around him.

"Julu Academy?" Wei Wei frowned slightly.

"Huh, you said you are a great scholar in Julu Academy, you are it? Why have I never heard of you?" Wei Su shouted.

Julu Academy is a big mountain, or it would be difficult for Wei Wei to start with Yan Chuan if he didn't move.

"Boy Wen Ruo, tell him who I am!" Dongfang Zheng said to Mr. Wen Ruo.

When Dongfang Decent opened his mouth, everyone looked at Mr. Wen Ruo. After all, many people knew that Mr. Wen Ruo was originally a young man from Julu Academy.

"I have seen Mr. Dongfang! Mr. Dongfang is indeed a great scholar of Julu Academy!" Mr. Wen Ruo smiled bitterly.

"Huh?" Wei Wei's expression changed.

"Have you heard? If you are presumptuous to me, you are declaring war on my Julu Academy!" Dongfang decent shouted.

Wei Wei's face was stiff.

Gu Yue Shengzi stared at Dongfang Decent. With a faint smile, he said, "Oriental decent? What are you doing? Do you want to fight me on behalf of Julu Academy?"

When the Gu Yue Shengzi spoke, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Dongfang Decent face changed suddenly, and then a smile appeared: "How can I, how can I dare to fight with Saint Son? I just passed by here, come and have a look, come and have a look, you continue!"

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