Knowing that Lan Yi had really come to the Ruin Realm, Brother Cheng didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

I just want to run in front of her as fast as I can.

The native aborigines of the market realm call themselves the Xuan people.

Although they are all cultivating Xuan power, they are similar to the above division of immortals and demons, and different cultivation directions have also appeared later.

Because of this, it was divided into four main tribes: Jinxuan, Yinxuan, Heixuan, and Baixuan.

Among them, the Bai Xuan clan is not so repulsive to the fallen immortals.

Following their guidance, Brother Cheng flew all the way to that side.

The consumption of this immortal power is indeed not small, but fortunately, there are enough pills in his pills now, and there are tens of thousands of bottles of the Nine Rank Immortal Pill alone.

If the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and the others knew about this reserve, they didn't know if they would let him go......

There are no sects like the fairy world in the ruin realm, and the clansmen of the four clans all cultivated by themselves in their respective villages and cities at the beginning.

When you become an adult, you can participate in the selection and enter the temple of your clan.

Over there, you can learn more advanced mystical methods.

If you cultivate to a certain level, you can soar to the upper level.

Brother Cheng doesn't even have a beginner yet, and if you want to get started, you must first form a mystic spirit in your body.

Only in this way can we absorb the inexhaustible Xuan Qi from the outside world to refine the Xuan Qi in the body, so as to enhance the realm of Xuan Li.

And according to the introduction of the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and others, there is a shortcut to the formation of Xuanlu.

Some of the large villages and castles of the four ethnic groups have pools of gathering spirits, which help beginners to condense their spirits.

It's just that they don't have the qualifications in this area, and although they also broke into the Gathering Spirit Pool at the beginning, they still haven't formed a Xuanlu.

This is also the biggest difficulty in trapping the immortals.

Once they can also form a Xuan Spirit, they will cultivate much faster than the natives.

After all, the previous cultivation experience is there, and one law can be used for ten thousand laws.

Taking shortcuts is such a thing, Brother Cheng likes it the most.

However, he had just flown out of the range of the mountains when a dozen young men and women suddenly appeared in front of him.

But seeing that this group of people are dressed in exquisite light armor with hollow patterns, the significance of the decoration seems to be greater than the significance of actual combat.

Brother Cheng sensed their realm, without the slightest immortal power and spiritual power.

If you look at it from the perspective of the fairy world, they are just ordinary people.

But now the same group of people is floating in the air.

Obviously, they are pure Xuan people.

And judging from the white pattern imprint on their foreheads, they are also the people of the Bai Xuan clan, after all, this is the mark that can only be formed by cultivating the Bai Xuan clan's exercises.

"Hahaha, all of you Bai Xuan Clan's Dao Friend!"

This brother didn't have the consciousness of a foreigner, so he beckoned when he went up, and naturally asked, "Have you ever heard of a person named Lan Yi, is she still on this level?" ”

This question almost confused the group of Baixuan monks opposite.

They stayed here, and they had seen the group of immortals and demons in the valley many times.

Isn't it a-for-tat, hostile, wary of each other, and never communicated?

This is the first time that an immortal has been so familiar.

The tall young woman in the center was dressed in blue hollow light armor, and her beautiful face became heroic because of this.

She stepped out of the crowd, and a strange weapon in her hand that looked like a shuttle slashed down, and an extremely cold ice edge was raised around her.

"Go back!"

She stared at Jiang Cheng with undisguised hostility in her eyes.

"Where?"

Brother Cheng is still wondering, didn't he say that the Bai Xuan clan didn't reject immortals so much?

A male monk beside the woman said coldly: "You group of otherworldly demons, you must not cross the boundary!" ”

Others also reprimanded: "If you dare to step out of the Falling Immortal Mountain, it will be regarded as a declaration of war!" ”

"Don't go back yet!"

"Dare to invade my Baixuan clan's territory, I don't know whether I live or die!"

Brother Cheng was dumbfounded for a while.

There was no way, he had been communicating with the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and the others for a short time, and it was impossible for him to know the whole situation here.

After the group of immortals retreated into the deep mountains and forests, the four clans wanted to eliminate this group of 'foreign enemies'.

The problem is, they can't do it either.

The Evil Sun Demon Emperor had created a small world with a faint immortal power in that valley, which was enough to protect himself.

These local Xuan people attacked several times, lost their troops, and finally had to retreat to the periphery to monitor.

And the immortals inside can't stay away from this mountain.

They don't have the elixir immortal grass to last and can't last.

Excessive consumption of immortal power will affect the foundation and longevity, so it can only be cowered in this mountain.

In the end, the two sides formed a strange balance of confrontation.

The four clans tacitly accepted this area as the territory of the 'Otherworldly Demons', and gave it an unlucky name - Meteorite Mountain.

And the immortals also lived an isolated Buddhist life here, and there were no treasures in the outside world that they could use anyway.

This group of young men and women are all the elites of the Baixuan Clan's Temple.

Although the two sides have been at peace for tens of millions of years, the memory of the invasion of 100 million years ago will not be so easily erased.

Every year, the four major temples send a group of elites to monitor the otherworldly demons in the Fallen Immortal Mountain to prevent another invasion.

For them, this is a sacred task.

Carrying the safety of a world on your shoulders?

The Bai Xuan clan is not so repulsive, but compared to the other three clans, it is actually impossible to treat the immortals as their own.

Brother Cheng is not in the mood to entangle with them, he is in a hurry to get down to business.

"Haven't you really heard of the Blue Wattle?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Death to the demons!"

The group of temple disciples in the back with the 'Divine Mission' couldn't help but take the initiative to attack Brother Cheng.

The woman's face changed, and she hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" ”

She's not stupid, the temple's mission is to monitor, not kill.

The reason is very simple, the strength of the immortals inside is above the natives before the immortal power is exhausted.

Rash action is often looking for death.

However, it was too late for her to shout, and Brother Cheng was already in the midst of a siege.

The Rainbow Sword shook slightly, and exchanged hands with the first disciple.

Immediately afterward, he felt a pang of incredulity.

The incomparably rich fire-based power came out of the opponent's strange weapon, and in terms of purity, it was actually close to the heart of the fire-type rules.

It's just that the strength has weakened countless times!

At most, it is just the Golden Immortal level.

This is impossible in the immortal realm, and the purity of this kind of flame power is difficult for even a quasi-emperor to achieve.

Could it be that this is the special effect brought about by the mysterious power?

Sonor!

The two weapons struck each other in close combat, and the surface of Jiang's Rainbow Sword did not erupt with terrifying rule power.

However, the temple disciple flew out upside down.

There's no way, this brother's original realm is there.

He is now full of immortal power in his body, but he is not the group of sick cats inside who have run out of oil and lamps.

Even if you don't use immortal souls and rules, it's not something that a mere golden immortal can shake.

Before the group of temple disciples could exclaim, the Rainbow Absolute Sword spun lightly on the spot, and without even using much strength, a large circle of people flew out upside down.

Crash!

Shattered weapons fell to the ground.

The whole scene is like beating up a kindergarten child.