At the intersection of the evil sky of the Bitter Realm and the Vein Realm, there was a sharp purple crack like a meteorite field, which was hundreds of zhang thick. When Zhong Yan quickly walked through these high and low cracks under the suction of the purple traction light pillar, he only felt as if he had become a little gopher burrowing into the ground, and the front seemed to be endless.

After flying for hundreds of breaths, Zhong Yan crashed headlong into a gray and strange air vortex, and after a few breaths, the gravitational pull on his body disappeared, but he was suddenly thrown out from behind by another strange force.

When he was empty, Zhong Yan immediately reacted, twisted his waist, inhaled, and quickly adjusted his center of gravity around his body to balance, after a few breaths, the wind sounded in his ears, and then his feet sank, and he was already standing firmly on a dense grass.

Hastily!

At the moment when he was down-to-earth, Zhong Yan's heart palpitated, as if something had penetrated his body from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to his brain. But no matter how closely I tried to look closer, I didn't feel anything abnormal.

Illusion?

Or is it a normal reaction after landing from a high altitude because there is no cushion of a parachute?

Shaking his head, Zhong Yan no longer paid attention to this strangeness, because the grass under his feet was quite soft and steady.

Take another habitual breath, well, the air is fresh, fragrant, and has a faint smell of sunshine.

Compared to the sun of Luoxia Peak, it is more soft and inclusive of the sunshine flavor.

That faint earthy smell is really nothing compared to that.

Zhong Yan excitedly sniffed deeply again, letting the smell of sunshine slowly penetrate into his throat, and then drift into his chest little by little, and the whole person felt a little lazy.

Although, in the Lost Forest Forbidden Land, the three auras of earth, wood, and fire are quite abundant, in comparison, the feeling here is more real, more natural, and more intense.

Outrageously rich!

The aura in the forbidden land of the Lost Forest is a light mist, but here it is the spiritual liquid at all!

Fresh, refreshing, and intoxicating, I can't wait to leave!

Cultivating a few breaths here is enough to withstand ten days of cultivation in the Lost Forest Forbidden Land!

"No wonder there are many dangers, but everyone is still vying to get in, time is efficiency, it is life!"

It's a pity that the Pulse Realm is only open for ten days every three years.

It is said that there were masters in the early stage of the Great Xuanzun who tried to stay when it was closed, wanting to use the incomparably rich aura here to break through the level, but when the second session opened, the latecomers could only see the broken bones of this strong man.

Therefore, the pulse world is both loved and feared.

Looking around, Zhong Yan felt that his vision suddenly opened up.

It was a very vast and flat primeval prairie, and it was standing on its only small circular mound that protruded nearly two feet high, but only a few meters square.

He was the only one standing in this small round mound, and there was nothing to block his view, and he immediately took in the scenery of this grassland.

The green meadows, the river water that is so clear that you can't help but want to take a sip, and the fresh wind that blows slowly, and the colorful flowers swaying in the wind, make this vast prairie look beautiful.

Even at this moment, half of this green and shady grass was densely packed with at least tens of thousands of disciples of the Nine Great Forces, and from time to time, there were sword lights and sword shadows reflecting the dazzling sunlight, which added a bit of sharpness, but it still did not damage its beauty.

At the edge of the prairie was a churning light purple mist, cemented in the mist, and nothing could be seen in the mist.

Purple Mist!

This is the distribution center where the mysteries are automatically dragged to after every time the vein realm is opened, and it is also the place where the forces of the nine mystics gather.

Hey, why is you standing alone here?

Zhong Yan quickly walked to the edge of the small mound, and soon saw that there was a ring mound with a diameter of more than ten zhang about a zhang below.

Su Jielong, Rao Lisha, Ma Quan, Xu Yunjun, and all the participating disciples of the Lianfeng Sect who had reached the circle level of affinity, as well as some mysterious people from other sects who did not know but all looked arrogant, all stood on this ring mound.

Further down, to about three hundred meters, there were all other participating disciples of the Nine Great Forces, and new people were constantly descending with the purple pillar of light.

Looking at it, Zhong Yan frowned.

The nine major forces, at present, the Lianfeng faction has the least disciples, the disciples of the two palaces and three halls are at least several times more, and among the four factions, the disciples of the Flying Eagle Faction, the Shenxuan Sect, and the Tianlu Sect are also fifty to one times more!

This sect has the fewest disciples, which means that the disciples of the previous sect have survived the least!

No wonder the head Tian Guiqun is obsessed with this bottom. If the power is weak, it may be swallowed up.

It doesn't matter, now that I'm here, this faction will definitely not be at the bottom again!

Zhong Yan is very confident.

As he was groaning, a few meters above his head, a very unhappy old voice suddenly sounded: "Elder Idiot, the genius disciple of your sect really has no respect for the elder, for so long, he only cares about looking at the grassland in the distance, and he doesn't know how to salute us." ”

Is there someone in the sky?

Zhong Yan looked up at the sky in surprise, the sky was as blue as a clear gem, and there were several white clouds floating leisurely, and the bright and dazzling sunlight shone warmly.

In this context, dozens of meters above his head was suspended a magic weapon giant eagle several feet long. The deep and huge eagle eyes shimmered a little cold light in the sunlight, as if they could see through people's hearts.

And the head of this giant eagle is now planted with a silk flag more than ten feet high, and the flexible flag is fluttering in the wind, whirring.

On the flag is a majestic and fierce eagle with wings stretched out and ready to pounce, and a line of black metal slogans is constantly emerging outward: "I want to be an eagle, king of the sky!"

It turned out to be a flying hawk!

At this time, on the wide eagle's back, there was a gray-haired eagle hook-nosed old man sitting proudly, with a black tumor the size of a mung bean on the right side of his nose, and a white-haired eagle embroidered with a blue robe on his body.

This old man is the existing Taishang Elder Ding Keshi of the Flying Eagle Sect, the famous Tumor Xuanzun, and he is also a guy who likes to rely on the old and sell the old.

He was the one who made things difficult for Zhong Yan just now, and he was still staring at Zhong Yan coldly at the moment.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Yan was not affected by his gaze in the slightest, but continued to raise his head, and soon saw that diagonally above him, a huge seven-leaf pink and white jade lotus platform was quietly levitating.

It is twice as large as the huge sound-transmitting lotus flower in the Spirit Soldier Hall, and it is constantly emitting colorful light outward, and in the center of the flower sits a gorgeous palace costume and wears a five-colored stone phoenix crown to practice its beauty, and the peak masters who participated in the pulse grabbing competition such as grandfather, Yu Jingping, Bai Luquan, and Ma Zhongyuan each arched according to a green leaf.

Behind Lian Qimei was a huge banner of the Lianfeng Sect.

The silk flag of the windward wave is embroidered with a pool of water blue lake, the lake reflects a few faint lights under the illumination of the sun, it looks sparkling, very cool, a blooming silver-white halo pink lotus flower is slim and jade in the large green lotus leaves in the lake, extremely eye-catching.

However, what attracted more attention was that with the windward display of the flag, Zhong Yan actually saw bright red characters flying out of the flag, shining in the air: "Step by step lotus platform, step by step to the top!"