At this time, Lin Qian stood in front of a lake, silent, and secretly watched.

Although, to outsiders, the lake in front of him was just plain water.

But above the entire lake, there are fluctuations in space.

This illusion realm and blocking technique is very clever, far beyond the level of the current immortal upper realm, but in Lin Qian's eyes, it is still very inferior.

It's not that his perception of the formation is stronger than in the past, but because of his advanced strength and being the one in control, this can still be done easily.

"Let's go!" Lin Qian greeted Zhao Long on the side, raised his legs, and walked into the lake in front of him.

When Lin Qian's figure approached the lake in front of him, there was an invisible force that began to emerge.

There was a sense of charm in this force, rushing into the depths of his soul, trying to lure his mind in the direction beyond the lake.

However, the strength of Lin Qian's soul qi and the charm of this mere formation could possibly shake his will.

The strength of Zhao Long's soul on the side is also extremely terrifying, and naturally he will not waver in the slightest.

As they approached the lake completely, violent fluctuations suddenly struck, producing a strong repulsive force.

Not only that, but the fluctuations in the space were also increasing layer by layer, wrapping towards Lin Qian's body.

This force seemed to be pushing Lin Qian and Zhao Long out of the way, moving from a very small distance.

Just this point, it can be seen how strong the hands of the people who arranged the formation are, and they actually use space to move.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qian's face showed a smile, and it could be seen from this that this was a big fish.

When this violent spatial fluctuation swept towards Lin Qian and Zhao Long's bodies, it was instantly divided by the distorted power on his body.

The power of the formation shrouded in this lake disappeared without a trace in an instant, and this formation was still strangely in the process of operation.

If it was a stronger formation, Lin Qian might still have a headache, but this formation in the Immortal Upper Realm couldn't cause him any difficulties at all.

This is Lin Qian's domineering power as the one in control now.

Lin Qian took Zhao Long and walked directly into the center of the lake, and the power that originally supported them disappeared with a bang.

Immediately after, he and Zhao Long's figures sank into the lake.

Lin Qian and Zhao Long's figures sank towards the middle, and the water pressure became stronger and stronger, cold, and dull, entering darkness.

But it didn't take long for light to emerge from the deep darkness beneath the lake.

When the flickering light was clear and constantly emerging, Lin Qian and Zhao Long's figures were also relaxed for a while, appearing in another world.

A small world attached to the upper realm of the immortals.

The environment here is also very good, full of greenery, the soul sense spreads around, and Lin Qian's gaze instantly becomes cold.

In the huge small world, there are many Netherworld clans, in addition to the four-eyed spirit clan and the eight-pupil god clan that they are familiar with, as well as the Jinshi clan and the Gangxuan clan within the Netherworld.

These races thrive in this small world and grow their strength.

However, what really made Lin Qian feel angry in his heart was that in this small world, there were many races imprisoned.

Among these races, there are human races, ape races, and good vein immortal races, but there is no overlord immortal race.

Why this is happening, even a fool can imagine why.

"Let's go!" Lin Qian's tone was full of coldness, containing murderous intent, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Being able to feel His Majesty's anger, Zhao Long's body was also boiling with blood, and he followed closely behind His Majesty.

Feeling His Majesty's emotions, Zhao Long knew that today, he was about to go on a killing spree.

When Lin Qian's figure reappeared, he had already come to the front of a city.

Although it is said to be a castle, it does not have a city wall.

At least for these Netherworlds, the existence of the city wall is not necessary, after all, in this small world, there is no territory of their Netherworld, and it is impossible for an enemy to attack it, how can the city wall be needed.

As for the many races in this small world, who are just their slaves, what is there to worry about?

At this moment, what appeared in front of Lin Qian and Zhao Long was a huge continuous area of buildings, in which there were many Netherworld clans walking back and forth.

It's just that they still hold the chains forged by the Xuanxi Soul Mine in their hands, which are tied to the necks of many races.

The people of these races walked on the road with their bodies slumped, like lowly pets.

In fact, in the eyes of these Netherworlds, the races of the heavens and all the worlds are themselves their pets and slaves.

Seeing the situation in front of him, the anger in Lin Qian's chest was already about to erupt.

"Well, in that direction, there seems to be a Terran. Suddenly, the Netherworld in this city suddenly opened their mouths in amazement and pointed ahead.

At this time, many Netherworld clans on the road also turned their heads and looked towards Lin Qian and Zhao Long.

There was also a look of astonishment on their faces.

In this small world, there are still human races that roam freely, is this possible?

Seeing that the young Terran was wearing clothes, exuding an aura, it was clearly expensive, where was the ordinary slave Terran who could wear it.

On the other side, Zhao Long, who was dressed in black dragon silver armor, was also eye-catching, this fully armed posture, in their impression, should not be a human race with the identity of a slave and a pet, it should be worn on the body.

"Dare to stand and look for death!" The eyes of the onlookers of the Netherworld Clan all showed disgust, looking at Lin Qian and Zhao Long, opening their mouths with disdain, and speaking viciously to each other.

In their cognition, the human race, a lowly race, should not stand and is not qualified.

The human race should be bent up, nodding and hunching, like a dog.

At this time, one of the Netherworld clans suddenly had an extra long whip in his hand and threw it towards Lin Qian and Zhao Long's side.

At the same time, his mouth also shouted: "Whose slave is this family who escaped, let them run around without chaining, and when the time comes, what should it be like if they collide with others!"

At the same time, when this Netherworld shouted, the long whip in his hand also roared towards Lin Qian.

Lin Qian's side was cold and motionless, and Zhao Long beside him was already furious.

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