Stygian City.

Broken Soul Gang.

Located in the northwest of Stygian City, this is a Jedi, as its name suggests, and it is extremely dangerous for those who come to lose their souls and die.

Of course, most of this danger is for ordinary people, and for monks, as long as they are above the foundation building period and be careful, there will generally be no danger.

The Broken Soul Gang does not have any natural treasures, but it is very dangerous, but it still makes the monks of the entire Miao Jiang flock to it, and there is only one reason why this is the case - the Holy Land of Miao Jiang!

That's right, there is a clearing in the depths of this Broken Soul Gang, and in that clearing is the place where the Miaojiang Holy Land is opened!

At this moment, this clearing is full of people, but the Broken Soul Gang, which was forgotten in the past, is now very lively, and hundreds of monks from all sects have gathered here, densely packed with people.

These hundreds of sects are the top 100 sects in the entire Miao Territory, and those sects with weak strength are not qualified to enter here at all.

These sects stood here in an orderly manner, dividing the entire open space into hundreds of small areas, and each sect had less than ten monks, obviously with strict requirements for the number of people to enter.

The crowd was full of voices, and everyone was looking forward to the opening of the Miaojiang Holy Land.

While everyone was talking, another sect came to this clearing and found a place to stand still, attracting the attention of some people.

A total of ten people appeared in this sect, and the cultivation of the ten people was all around the third layer of the foundation, saying that it was weak or not, and whether it was strong or not, and there was nothing too eye-catching, so many monks just glanced at it and withdrew their gaze.

All ten of them were men, one of them was slightly old, and most of the other nine were middle-aged, and only one was a young man.

I don't know what's going on, but the old man who took the lead walked up to the young man, and there was a subtle respect in his eyes, and he bent down slightly and said, "Sir, this is it." ”

"Hmm." The young man nodded, he wore a hat, pressed the brim of his hat slightly, and said softly: "A few troubles, don't worry, after entering the Holy Land, I will leave on my own and will not cause trouble to you." ”

"Don't dare, it's our honor to meet you." The old man hurriedly spoke, his tone more respectful.

There is a reason for such a strange dialogue.

In fact, this young man was Yang Yifan who had mixed in, and according to his thoughts, he had secretly mixed in, or forcibly killed him, but coincidentally, on his way here, he happened to meet this group of monks, Yang Yifan did not use force to threaten, but took out three second-level pills!

Three second-level pills!

This was simply a surprise to the old man, and it could not be more surprising, so to speak, even if they found nothing in the Miaojiang Holy Land this time, these three pills would be enough to make up for any losses they had.

Therefore, the old man agreed to Yang Yifan's request without any hesitation and brought him into the holy land.

They didn't think much about it, they just regarded Yang Yifan as an alchemist with a noble status, as for why Yang Yifan wanted to enter the Miaojiang Holy Land, they were even more interested in asking too much.

Although the Miaojiang Holy Land is a rare treasure land, the entry restrictions are not as strict as imagined, as long as the strength is enough, as long as the number of people is controlled to a certain extent, it is not a big problem to bring anyone in.

After all, the Holy Land of Miaojiang is the common property of the entire Miaojiang, and no force can take it for themselves, and in this case, it would be somewhat harmless to have one more monk enter.

As for the risks......

Three second-level pills, for the sect where the old man belongs, it is worth any kind of risk.

"It's on!"

"Look!"

"The Holy Land is about to appear!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from the crowd.

Everyone immediately looked over, only to see that in the middle of the air at the end of the clearing not far away, a cloud of light and shadow like a mirage appeared, and from a distance, the space seemed to be distorted, blooming with colorful light.

Three seconds later, the light reached its peak, causing everyone to subconsciously close their eyes.

When everyone opened their eyes, a swirl of light and shadow had appeared, like Star Swirl, slowly turning, exuding a desolate, ancient aura.

"Holy Land open!"

"Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks, follow me in!"

Seeing the entrance appear, an old man took the lead in taking off into the air, and after this person flew up, a strong coercion swept out from all directions, as if a god had descended into the world, making most of the monks feel cold in their hearts and show fear on their faces.

Not far away, Yang Yifan looked at the old man standing in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After working against the Ten Thousand Poison Sect for such a long time, Yang Yifan could naturally see that this person was the second elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Shen Deadwood!

Also called, Elder Deadwood!

"Whoosh!"

As Elder Deadwood's words fell, in an instant, twenty or thirty figures rose into the air from below, all of them were dressed in black, and their bodies were full of aura, and each of them was building more than five layers of foundations.

These people are all people from the Ten Thousand Poison Gate!

Other sects can only enter a maximum of ten people, but a hegemon-level force like the Ten Thousand Poison Sect can more than double the number of people who enter than the rest of the forces!

For this, all the forces dare not have any complaints, after all, the weak follow the rules, the strong make the rules, and the cultivation realm, and whoever has the biggest fist is the truth.

The figure flickered, and the Dead Wood Elder and the twenty or thirty Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators entered the Miao Jiang Holy Land at an extremely fast speed.

Then, there is the Soul Sect.

"Soul Sect?"

Not far away, Yang Yifan saw that someone from the Soul Sect had also entered, and it was the Jiufeng team he was very familiar with, who was the top ten generals of the Soul Sect.

Perhaps because Yang Yifan handed Yechen a lot of pills, the strength of Jiufeng and the others improved very quickly, at this time, Jiufeng's cultivation had reached the fourth layer of the foundation, and the other three people were also within the third layer of the foundation, and only one of them was the second layer of the foundation.

This kind of strength is already very good, but for the Soul Sect, it is a little insufficient.

You must know that as the first sect of Miao Jiang, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, not even the deadwood elders who built the eighth layer of the foundation, also sent a full twenty or thirty monks who built the fifth layer of the foundation.

On the other hand, on the side of the Soul Sect, not a single monk who exceeded the fifth layer of the foundation did not appear, which made people think about it.

"It is said that the Soul Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect do not deal with each other, and it seems that this is the case."

"For the opening of the Holy Land this time, it seems that the Soul Sect is not too interested!"

"That's fine, we can also have one less strong opponent."

Everyone was talking, and while talking, they quickly entered the holy land, and the open space quickly became empty, and five minutes later, Yang Yifan's team also came to the air and entered the holy land.

(End of chapter)