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In front of a ruin in the ruins of the Divine Realm, three ragged men and women cautiously followed behind some monks, and the two women had dusty faces and blank eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even the male cultivator with the silver mask sighed slightly from time to time, coming to this strange and terrifying place, they had already witnessed countless murders with their own eyes, there was no reason to speak of, the weak eat the strong.

The cultivation of the three of them is too low, and they are so poor that they don't even have a storage bag, let alone a storage ring and magic weapon.

So much so that many monks would not look at them a second time after one glance. Such beggar-like monks would not even have the heart to trouble them.

The three of them were the Qinglong, Duan Mingyu and Cheng Ying who were teleported from the earth, and they were unfortunately transported to the ruins of the God Realm where the strong gathered, and the only fortunate thing was that the three of them were not separated, and they survived by luck.

This is the fifth day they have been here, and they have witnessed more than a dozen scenes of treasure hunting and killing, if it weren't for the three of them being clever, just watching from a distance and quickly leaving, I am afraid that they would also be affected and lose their lives.

After coming here, they realized how small they were, this is a world beyond their imagination, strange and profound spells, all kinds of terrifying magic weapons, powerful monks, inhumane and unreasonable survival rules, everything has subverted their worldview and outlook on life.

It would be so hard to survive here.

Although the three of them could feel the difference in this world, the majesty of the power contained in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, it was useless to them, let alone transform this divine power, even if they tried to absorb it, they couldn't do it.

They are not as perverted as Meng Qiuyu, and they don't have the supreme exercises of Meng Qiuyu's Xuantian Nine Transformations, they only have the true yuan qi in their dantian, and the only thing that can be transformed is the spirit yuan, and the heaven and earth vitality here is the divine qi.

Moreover, in this kind of advanced and almost perfect world of rules, not all monks with the qi of the spiritual element can be transformed into the divine element, and there is a limit to the realm of cultivation, and there is no way to transform the spiritual element without stepping into the first step of the path of cultivation, that is, entering the path of cultivation.

And among the three, Qinglong's strength is the strongest, the middle realm of the Heavenly Rank, with his combat power, he can barely be regarded as a cultivator of the Void Refining Realm.

As for Duan Mingyu and Cheng Ying, they are equivalent to transforming gods and cultivating Yuanying.

This is just a similarity in strength, but to really go head-to-head, a monk who has cultivated in the late stage of the Transformation God can kill three people in an instant, because they don't even have a weapon in their hands, and they can't resist the attack of the magic weapon under the control of other people's divine consciousness, and they will be killed if they can't even get in front of others.

They don't have the kind of body refining realm like Meng Qiuyu, they can resist the magic weapon and the physical body will not be destroyed, they are just martial arts cultivators with low strength, only with a strong body refining realm, after entering the Dao with martial arts, can they not be afraid of immortal cultivators in the same realm.

"Huh! I found a treasure, I should be able to exchange it for a lot of spirit stones, right? ”

Under a messy broken wall, Cheng Ying rummaged for a long time, and let her find a black short sword with no blade, although the hilt was a little damaged, but this was the first weapon she found, and she was immediately excited, so that she didn't even notice when the three monks arrived not far from her.

"Hahaha...... It's funny that three ants dare to come to such a place, and find a broken sword without a blade and treat it as a treasure. ”

The contemptuous and sarcastic words were one of the young monks in a white robe, and he was obviously the strongest of the three, the other two were a middle-aged man with a black face, and a young nun dressed very charmingly, with the same disdainful smile on her face.

Cheng Ying's face was flushed, but she didn't dare to get angry, under the pressure of the momentum of the three people, her body trembled slightly.

"The three seniors, the younger sister has never seen the world, let the three seniors laugh, let's leave." Duan Mingyu was more tactful, knowing that it was better to stay away from these strong people at this time, so he hurriedly bowed down to make amends, and then pulled Cheng Ying to leave.

"Wait, show me your dagger." The black-faced middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up, he didn't notice it just now, but at this moment he felt a wave emanating from the short sword, and he realized that this sword was unusual.

"It's just a broken sword, so as not to insult the eyes of the seniors." Cheng Ying clenched the short sword nervously and was reluctant to hand it over.

From the moment she grasped the short sword in her hand, she felt a sense of intimacy and blood connection, as if the sword belonged to hers.

"Looking for death, even an ant dares to refuse me." The black-faced male cultivator's eyes were cold, and he slapped Cheng Ying with a big hand of Ling Yuan, and his powerful momentum shook Duan Mingyu out, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and poured it into the ruins in the distance.

"Senior, stop, we'll give you the dagger." Qinglong's eyes were panicked, and when he opened his mouth to shout, it was already slow, and Cheng Ying trembled under the shroud of Lingyuan's big hand, and he was about to be slapped to death.

Suddenly, a black light emitted from the short sword in Cheng Ying's hand, and then this black light enveloped Cheng Ying, and then the light dimmed, and after the black-faced monk Ling Yuan's big hand blasted out a huge palm print on the ground, Cheng Ying also disappeared, and seemed to be turned into nothingness by a palm.

Qinglong's body trembled, and his knees fell to the ground, a feeling of weakness and grief filled his heart, and his eyes could not hide his anger, but he was not impulsive, but lowered his head, and his five fingers pinched into his thighs fiercely, and the blood stained his five fingers red.

Duan Mingyu didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Cheng Ying didn't even leave a complete corpse, Qinglong felt his insignificance and powerlessness, in front of such a strong man, he didn't even have the ability to take revenge.

But Qinglong didn't want to die, he wanted to leave this life to find Meng Qiuyu and tell him everything that happened today, if he could, he would kill the three people in front of him with his own hands to avenge today's humiliation.

The white-shirted young man and the bewitching nun smiled lightly, but the black-faced monk's expression changed in shock, and his divine sense was released immediately, and then he swung his palm into the void again.

Rumble! In the sound of Lingyuan bursting, a weak figure fell from the sky, it was Cheng Ying, but at this time, Cheng Ying was slapped with a palm and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and her breath became very weak.

"Hahaha...... Sure enough, it was a treasure, and it could be invisible, and even my divine sense almost didn't detect it. The black-faced monk laughed, and Ling Yuan's big hand grabbed the black short sword in Cheng Ying's hand.

The movement here has already attracted some monks to come over, and among the group, a middle-aged beautiful woman in yellow looked at Cheng Ying with surprise in her eyes, and when she saw the black-faced monk strike again, she took a step forward and released her domain to block the black-faced monk.

"Yan Meiyao, do you dare to meddle in the affairs of our Qinglei Sword Sect?" The black-faced monk's face sank, and he looked coldly at the beautiful woman in yellow and said.

"Senior Brother Ji, the little sister doesn't dare, but this female cultivator is a rare wind system spiritual root attribute, the little sister wants to accept her as a disciple, and I also hope that Senior Brother Ji will fulfill it and spare her a small life."

The beautiful woman in yellow lowered her posture, took out a ring and threw it to the black-faced monk as she spoke, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ji, I apologize to Senior Brother Ji for my disciple, this is a little bit of my heart. ”

The black-faced monk pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Since Senior Sister Yan of the Flying Wild Goose Sect wants to accept apprentices, I naturally want to fulfill it, but she took my things, and I want to take them back." ”

"This is natural, thank you Senior Brother Ji." The beautiful woman in yellow smiled slightly, rolled up Cheng Ying in front of her, and threw Cheng Ying's black short sword to the black-faced monk.

The black-faced monk immediately put away his dagger and fled with the young man in white shirt and the bewitching woman.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, but it's a pity that my short sword ......" Cheng Ying looked at the beautiful woman in yellow in front of her weakly, her expression sad and lost.

"If you can survive under Ji Haifeng, it will be your fate, even the teacher is not his opponent, come with me, from now on, you will be the inner disciple of my Feiyan Sect, and your name is Yan Meiyao, the guardian elder of the cultivation tower of the Feiyan Sect."

At this time, Qinglong had already run to the ruins to find Duan Mingyu, Duan Mingyu was seriously injured and broke a few ribs, but there was still a breath left.

"Thank you, master, but can my two friends also join the Flying Goose Sect together?" Cheng Ying shed tears of joy when she saw that Duan Mingyu was still alive, but her injuries were so serious that she couldn't stand up.

Qinglong soon took Duan Mingyu to Cheng Ying, the two women looked at each other and cried, both the joy of escaping the catastrophe, but also a deep grief, here, without any background, they are small, and even life and death are in the hands of others.

Yan Meiyao threw the two pills to the two women, shook her head and said, "This is the Ning Immortal Pill, which can treat your injuries." The Flying Goose Sect is very strict in accepting disciples, and this male cultivator is not bad and can enter the outer gate. But this nun is a miscellaneous spiritual root, and there is nothing I can do about it. ”

Cheng Ying's face changed slightly, she knew that with the current situation of the three of them, it was only possible to survive by joining a sect, but the Flying Wild Goose Sect did not accept Duan Mingyu, which meant that she and Qinglong would leave Duan Mingyu behind, leaving her alone in this cruel world where she was unfamiliar with life, how could she rest assured.

"Thank you, Senior Yan, for rescuing me, if Senior Uncle Duan can't join the Flying Wild Goose Sect, I will join her." Qinglong's eyes also gloomy, but he quickly made a decision, leaving Duan Mingyu alone, he was not at ease, once the latter had three longs and two shorts, he would not be able to explain when he saw Meng Qiuyu in the future.

Because he knew that Duan Mingyu was Meng Qiuyu's uncle, the relationship between the two was also very unusual. Two people are together, and they take care of each other.

"Senior Yan, thank you for saving us and giving us healing pills. But I'm going to be with my two friends, and we're not going to be separated. After Cheng Ying took the pill, her complexion was much better, and she also had strength, so she slowly stood up and shook her head.

"Your spiritual root is the best wind spiritual root I have ever seen, in this world of cultivating immortals, it is very luxurious to value affection and righteousness, the distance between you and them will become farther and farther away, you are not from the same world, I am for your good." Yan Meiyao frowned and said earnestly.

"I'm sorry, Yan-senpai, I just want to be with them now, we're going to find someone I love." Cheng Ying refused again.

"You're really stupid, what kind of man is worth giving up this kind of good opportunity. If you want to find a Taoist companion, we in the Flying Wild Goose Sect have many excellent young disciples. ”

Yan Meiyao shook her head, then her eyes turned cold, and she said: "You are my favorite disciple, I will not give up, if you don't go with me, I will kill both of them." ”

Cheng Ying's faces changed in shock, what kind of world is this, even the apprentices are so domineering, they are sad and angry at the same time, they also feel deeply helpless.

"Sakura-chan, go ahead, don't worry about us. We will find Qiu Yu and tell him that you are fine. Duan Mingyu tugged at Cheng Ying's arm, shook her head slightly, and signaled her not to be tough, otherwise she and Qinglong might really be killed on the spot.

"I'll take care of Uncle Duan." Qinglong didn't say much, but he also looked very firm, and he was powerless to change the facts, so he could only accept it aggrievedly.

Cheng Ying wiped away her tears, looked at Qinglong and Duan Mingyu deeply, bowed to Yan Meiyao, and said, "Master, disciple listens to you." ”

When she said this, Cheng Ying's heart was dripping blood, and at the same time she hated her own incompetence, if her cultivation was very strong, would she still be robbed of the treasure? He will not be forced to join the Flying Wild Goose Sect, and he will also leave Qinglong and Duan Mingyu behind.

She decided to redouble her efforts to cultivate in the future, and after her strength increased, she would double down on all the grievances and hatreds she had today.

Yan Meiyao doesn't care what Cheng Ying thinks in her heart, the world of cultivating immortals is so cruel, survival of the fittest, the weak eat the strong, maybe now Cheng Ying doesn't understand, and she will resent her, but she will definitely understand in the future that she is for her good.

"There are some resources and magic weapons in this, you can keep them, if you can, leave here early, otherwise there will be no more luck today." After Yan Meiyao dropped the two storage rings, she flew away with Cheng Ying and the others.

After Qinglong and Duan Mingyu saw Cheng Ying away, they glanced at each other, their hearts were extremely heavy, and even their lives would be lost at any time in a world where they had a chance to find Meng Qiuyu? Whether he is even alive or not is unknown.

The road ahead is boundless, and the two are speechless.

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