Between the spatial fluctuations, Wang Qingmin came to the second layer of this Heavenly Realm.

He was followed by the sixteen monks, who had finished distributing the elixirs in the hall and hurriedly followed.

Thinking about it, it was not easy for a god cultivator to take them to this heavenly realm together, and they couldn't give up no matter what they said.

The second layer, a world of metal.

The sky above was pitch black and cold metal. The ground beneath your feet is also cold metal. Slender mountains of metal towered around the teleportation array, making the world look even more eerie.

The moment Wang Qingmin appeared, four or five divine senses swept over him, and it was only four god-transforming monks and one Mahayana monk surrounding this teleportation array. In addition to these high-ranking monks, there were also other Yuanying and Jindan stage monks totaling nearly a hundred, all of whom had fierce faces, and they had already finished discussing.

As long as the next one is a monk below the stage of incarnation, let him explore the way.

Unfortunately, Wang Qingmin is in line with this result.

At this moment, the teleportation array behind Wang Qingmin flashed again and again, and more than a dozen figures appeared here.

These are the sixteen monks behind Wang Qingmin.

The crowd who had just appeared was taken aback, surrounded by so many monks who did not look at them with bad intentions, and they were all nervous.

"This fellow Daoist, according to the results of our discussion just now, I would like you to take these sixteen monks to explore the path."

The Mahayana monk stepped forward with some schadenfreude.

"Huh?"

Wang Qingmin didn't expect that he would encounter such an "opportunity", and it seems that his luck is really a little unlucky.

Wang Qingmin didn't speak, but the dozen or so monks behind him stood directly behind him, looking at him with some panic.

"Okay, I promised."

Wang Qingmin finally glanced at everyone, but decided to serve as this so-called pathfinder.

The other monks who were surrounded by the crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

"Before I can do that, though."

After Wang Qingmin finished speaking, his figure shook. In front of one of the most hideous Avatar monks who had just laughed the most.

"Bang! Syllable! ”

A flurry of punches and kicks.

There is no teleportation in this, but Wang Qingmin can use the retreat, plus Wang Qingmin instantly beat the monk into a pig's head, so everyone was directly dumbfounded.

"Stop!"

The Mahayana monk was naturally the first to react, and his figure flickered, but he quickly appeared beside Wang Qingmin, and a pair of angular thick hands grabbed Wang Qingmin's head.

Wang Qingmin stopped his hand and instantly retreated far aside.

"Daoyou, why did you attack Li Daoyou, it seems that he didn't offend you."

The Mahayana monk said coldly.

Anyway. Now he and this monk surnamed Li are also on the same front. was so fierce by the newcomer Wang Qingmin. As the most powerful Mahayana monk on this side, he naturally couldn't hold his face.

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't like him, I just want to beat him up. I feel so much better now. ”

Wang Qingmin said. While shaking his arms, he looked like he was moving his muscles.

"Huh?"

Such a reason makes people speechless. When they saw the monk who was still bloodied and his mind was still dizzy, everyone couldn't help but send sympathetic glances.

After the farce, Wang Qingmin ignored them and walked directly towards the avenue between the two metal mountains on the right.

Sixteen monks immediately followed, followed by more than 100 monks.

Although there are not many people, it also forms a long line.

Including the Mahayana monks who followed. In the face of Wang Qingmin's arrogance, he did not make a move. In their eyes, Wang Qingmin's retreat just now was teleportation, and in this kind of place where spatial fluctuations were so weird, they could still perform teleportation, so they couldn't help but act carelessly.

Wang Qingmin looked at the small map cautiously. The slightest anomaly on any map was clearly reflected in his consciousness.

In the middle of a metal mountain range far away from Wang Qingmin, a group of monks were walking cautiously.

An old man, who was clearly in the lead, carefully scanned his surroundings with his divine sense again, and then continued with confidence.

If you look at it from the air, you can clearly see the structure of this metal world.

It was like an upside-down semicircle.

Thousands of teleportation arrays were distributed at the edge of this circular world, but Wang Qingmin and the others were all advancing towards the center of this circle.

The old man's team was the one closest to the center.

On the ground a few dozen meters in front of it, an extremely thin ring formed a slightly smaller circle.

And the moment the leading old monk walked through that circle, the whole world instantly lit up.

From the outside to the inside, whether it was the sky or the ground, it slowly lit up in pieces, and soon illuminated such a dark underground world.

"What's going on?"

"Someone touched something."

"What's going on?"

If there was still someone who knew about this in the second layer of the Mitian Realm at this time, that person could only be Wang Qingmin.

Such a scene is all too familiar.

Electricity.

It is not uncommon for electricity to exist in this metal world, and as one of the energies that has reached a certain stage of technological development, it can be said that electricity has penetrated into every part of life.

With the scientific and technological power of the earthlings, electrical energy can be widely used, not to mention this other world that has obviously surpassed the level of earth's science and technology.

However, for this basic application of electricity, what really interests Wang Qingmin is its storage.

Countless monks stared blankly at the surroundings, and what was happening in front of them was beyond their imagination.

Wang Qingmin continued to walk forward.

The world is now bright, bright, and can be seen clearly with the naked eye without the need for divine sense.

The towering metal mountains on both sides of the passage shine with the unique silver light of metal, which looks like a technological planet in a science fiction world in Wang Qingmin's eyes.

Continuing along this magical road, a metal tunnel appeared in front of Wang Qingmin.

The inside is also brilliantly lit, with long strips of lamps on the walls of this tunnel, stretching into the distance.

All the monks followed Wang Qingmin carefully, and no one spoke.

At this time, the team led by the old man had already entered the passage deeply, only to see that on the inner wall of the tunnel, branch-like protrusions began to appear, and at the top of each protrusion, there was a shining spiritual stone.

Low-grade spirit stones, medium-grade spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones, and top-grade spirit stones.

As everyone advanced, the level of the spirit stone became higher and higher.

Although everyone knew that there would definitely be an abnormality in the spirit stones here, in the face of those top-grade spirit stones, there were some people who couldn't help it anymore in the face of those Jindan stage and Yuan Infant stage monks.

It was still a Jindan monk in the team of the old man who was moving faster, although he was warned by the old man, he couldn't help but quietly stretched out his hand to a superb spirit stone beside him.

"Click!"

A blinding flash of lightning appeared at his hand, and the tremendous force sent him flying directly into the wall, into the branch-like bulge.

"Ahh

After a piercing scream, the man's body flickered with lightning and turned into a pile of charred corpses.

"This"

The others looked at this greedy monk, and couldn't help but be glad that they didn't do it just now, and a few people were in a cold sweat, if it wasn't for this Jindan monk to do it in advance, then they would have died.

There was such a send-off in every procession, and thousands of monks died in this incident alone.

"Damn, ultra-high voltage?"

Wang Qingmin was also taken aback, the attack power of this game is no worse than the thunder penalty, and once it is glued, it is equivalent to being continuously attacked, which can be said to be dead.

Except for Wang Qingmin, in the eyes of others, what is surrounded by the power of heaven and thunder is this, so no one dares to relax a little, and the top-grade spirit stones hanging on the top have become more terrifying in their eyes.

In this carefulness, the monks slowly approached the central point.

It was also a huge hall with countless doors.

In the middle of the circular hall, there is a high platform, and on top of the high platform, a pale red ball of light floats.

The ball of light was half a meter in diameter and floated about a meter above the platform, stretching and shrinking, emitting a halo of light.

When Wang Qingmin's group arrived, there were already eleven teams around the platform, probably holding each other back, but none of them stepped forward to take down the ball of light.

The arrival of Wang Qingmin's group made the monks here even more daring to move.