The world of cultivating immortals, the world of Xuantian spirits.

Near the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain in the middle of the Qinghuan Continent, there is a prestigious forbidden place of death, called the Valley of the Fallen Immortals.

It is said that this is an ancient battlefield that has existed hundreds of thousands of years ago, there are immortals who fought and fell here, so that the radius of thousands of miles was shrouded by an incomparably powerful prohibition, throughout the ages, I don't know how many monks ventured to sneak in, died in it, but there are also monks from the Meteorite Valley to get treasures, since then soaring into the sky, cultivation by leaps and bounds.

Every nine hundred and ninety-nine years, the prohibition of the Fallen Immortal Valley will usher in a period of weakness.

At that time, many monks would take the opportunity to enter this place, hoping to find the treasures left by the immortals.

But unfortunately, there are many monks who enter the Fallen Immortal Valley every time, but there are very few who can successfully come back alive.

Now, it is the period of prohibition and weakness once in a thousand years in the Meteorite Immortal Valley, and many powerful forces around it have rushed to intend to get a piece of the pie.

Countless streamers emerged from the sky, and all kinds of high-level cultivation powers that were rarely seen on weekdays appeared one after another, and the terrifying aura shrouded the radius, agitating, communicating, and tempting each other.

Among these people, some of them are the heads of the major sects and the Supreme Elders.

Some of them were powerful ancestors who had once been prominent among the major immortal clans, but now they had faded out of the immortal cultivation realm.

There are also some that seem to be nameless, but they are also feared by those powerful old monsters......

No matter what the identity is, whether it is famous or not, the aura exuded from the body will never be faked.

Almost every one of those who are qualified to exude their aura is at least above the Tribulation Period.

Before the opening of the Falling Immortal Valley, these old monsters of the Tribulation Period used their divine senses to communicate with each other, and through various interest transactions, they divided the qualifications to enter the forbidden land of the Falling Immortal Valley.

As for those ant-like low-realm cultivators, they naturally wouldn't be taken seriously.

Many monks who had no backing were afraid and consciously withdrew from this secret realm competition.

But there were still some low-level monks who stayed, trying to find adventures in the Fallen Immortal Valley with a sense of luck.

"Buzz!!"

Suddenly, the prohibition of the Fallen Immortal Valley emitted an invisible humming fluctuation.

All of the powers who were communicating and testing came to an abrupt halt, turning all their attention to the Fallen Immortal Valley below.

At this moment, the powerful prohibition above the Fallen Immortal Valley seemed to be activated by something, and the violent mana fluctuations turned into a hurricane that swept through the sky, stirring the heavens and the earth into a huge mana vortex, forming a huge mana vortex that connected to the sky.

Those low-realm cultivators who were closer to the Fallen Immortal Valley were caught off guard, and their souls were instantly stirred up.

Even the old monsters above the Tribulation Period changed their faces slightly, and they took action one after another, protecting their descendants and disciples.

“…… What's going on? ”

"In the last thousand years, nothing like this happened!"

"Could it be that something upheaval has happened inside the Fallen Immortal Valley?"

Countless powerful divine senses exchanged fiercely in the sky above the Fallen Immortal Valley.

The terrifying fluctuations swept by the divine consciousness alone were enough to shock the monks of the Transformation Stage.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, the prohibition in the sky above the Fallen Immortal Valley was torn open by some terrifying force, revealing a pitch-black crack.

Seeing this scene, the monks outside the valley were stunned at first, and then did not hesitate to cast the escape method, rushing towards the crack.

Although I don't know why the crack appeared in the prohibition of the Falling Immortal Valley, based on the aura emanating from the crack, there is no doubt that this is the passage leading to the interior of the Falling Immortal Valley!

All the monks who had a heart for picking up the leaks moved one after another.

But those old monsters with terrifying breaths still stood in place, not only did not move at all, but their faces were extremely ugly.

"Boom!"

In the next second, an incomparably exaggerated black dragon claw came out of the black crack, followed by a black dragon head with a strong head, squeezing out of the forbidden crack with all its might.

The terrifying fluctuations of demonic power emanated, causing all the monks outside the Fallen Immortal Valley to change their faces.

The monks who flew towards the crack hurriedly braked, but someone still crashed into it, and was stirred into a cloud of blood mist by the fluctuations of demonic power escaping from the dragon's claws.

“…… This is a Mahayana demon beast?! ”

"No, it's not the Mahayana period, and the Mahayana period can't have such a terrifying momentum!"

"It's a fairy beast! It's a real dragon! There is actually a real dragon in the Fallen Immortal Valley!! ”

All the monks, including those old monsters with terrifying breaths, all changed their faces drastically.

But then, some of the old monsters of the sect who have deep roots in their heels found out that something was wrong.

Because the action of the dragon head squeezing out the forbidden crack was too rough, too violent, and even ...... Looking a little panicked?

Many of the old monsters of the Tribulation Period looked at each other, all of them looking confused, and they didn't know what the real dragon was afraid of.

Finally, the black dragon's head squeezed out of the crack.

There was a palpable hint of ecstasy on the incomparably large dragon head.

Then, ignoring the weak life forms suspended around him, the black true dragon struggled frantically, his thousand-foot-long body kept writhing, and rushed into the sky outside the Fallen Immortal Valley with its teeth and claws.

"Boom!!"

The terrifying fluctuations of demonic power swept away with the movements of the true dragon.

Countless monks were swept away by the fluctuation of demonic power, and at least they vomited blood and were seriously injured, their breath plummeted, and their bodies collapsed, and the primordial gods fled.

For a while, disasters swept through the immortal cultivation realm of the Qinghuan Continent, and I don't know how many powerful genius monks fell because of this.

And the culprit who caused all this, at this time, he didn't care about the surrounding situation at all, he was devoting himself to the action of breaking free from the crack in the Meteorite Immortal Valley, flying towards the sky one by one.

But alas, his body is too long.

The thousand-foot-long dragon body, if you want to squeeze it all out of the Falling Immortal Valley, it will definitely not be able to succeed in a while.

"Damn! Damn it! ”

"There is actually a prohibition of space confinement outside this broken place!"

"If it weren't for this ban, Uncle Ben would have been-"

Before the roar of the impotent and furious dragon could be heard, the black true dragon's face suddenly changed, and the figure of the forward rush also froze suddenly, as if something had grabbed his tail at the end.

"Come back, you!"

A slightly immature juvenile voice came out from the crack of the Falling Immortal Valley's prohibition.

The black dragon seemed to have seen something extremely frightening, and let out a desperate and unwilling roar.

"Nope! No! ”

The black dragon struggled desperately, but no matter how he struggled, the thousand-foot-long dragon body was always steadily retracting into the interior of the Falling Immortal Valley.

Finally, the thousand-foot-long black true dragon was dragged back into the crack.

All that was left for the many monks outside the Fallen Immortal Valley was the dragon claw that was powerless to struggle at the last moment, and the black dragon pupil that was full of despair.

“……”

As the dragon's head disappeared into the cracks, all the monks outside the valley who had not fled far trembled.

Even the old monsters of the Tribulation Period were pale, and their eyes looked at the Fallen Immortal Valley in front of them in horror.

…… Miscellaneous...... What's the situation?

Even the true dragon with such terrifying strength has fallen......

What kind of terrifying existence is hidden in this Fallen Immortal Valley?!

At this moment, an incomparably huge silver tiger head poked out of the crack, and the broken golden tiger pupils swept over the many figures in the sky, and then suddenly his eyes lit up, and his eyes locked on a silver-haired old man.

All the monks followed their eyes and found that this person was the Great Elder of the Taihua Immortal Sect, an old monster in the late stage of the Tribulation.

But such an old monster, when he looked at those tiger eyes, he still couldn't help but tremble like an ordinary person, and seemed to be terrified to the extreme.

In the next moment, the silver-haired old man did not hesitate to abandon the disciples of the sect, turned around and fled into the distance.

The silver tiger's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted angrily in a childish voice: "Where to run!" ”

In an instant, silver light burst out, and the huge silver divine tiger disappeared in an instant, replaced by a handsome human boy who crossed the space and waved his hand to fix the silver-haired old man in the air.

The young man had short silver hair, a well-proportioned figure, and a golden robe, and a handsome face, but extremely immature, and looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old.

“…… It's still a child?! ”

The silver-haired old man's face was full of horror, and his eyes looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

According to the aura on the young man's body, he was very sure that the other party was the silver divine tiger.

But the silver tiger that could completely abuse the real dragon and was imprisoned in the space, raised his feet across the space, and imprisoned him in the air casually, turned out to be only a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy after transforming.

What a terrifying strength this is, and what a terrifying bloodline!

A terrifying immortal beast like this, why is there no record in the sect?

For a while, countless complicated emotions surged in the silver-haired old man's heart.

There is anger, despair, unwillingness, and powerlessness......

But these complicated emotions, the boy didn't care.

He opened a pair of bright golden eyes, and said in a crisp voice: "Old man, you have something delicious on you, hand over the food, and I will spare you from death!" ”

“……”

The silver-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but have a face full of ecstasy, and hope reappeared in his heart.

"Immortal Monarch spare your life, Immortal Monarch spare your life, what do you want, this ...... I'll hand it all over! ”

"Stop!" The young man interrupted him and said dissatisfiedly, "What the hell is the name of the Immortal Monarch, I am the Divine Tiger under the throne of the Emperor of Zhongtian, Lin Chang'an, you can call me Chang'an or Lin Chang'an!" ”

"Ah......h

The silver-haired old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, hesitated, but still didn't dare to call him by his name.

What he didn't know was that Chang'an's mind was not yet mature, and because of his dependents, he wholeheartedly respected Lin Zhongtian.

In Chang'an's heart, Lin Zhongtian's name for him is the highest and noblest in the world.

What immortal monarch and divine monarch are not as good as the words 'Lin Changan'......

Seeing that the silver-haired old man had no movement, Chang An couldn't help frowning.

"Why, if you don't want to give it, then I'll take it myself!"

"No, no, no, I'll give, I'll give everything!"

The silver-haired old man's face was full of horror, and he hurriedly took out all kinds of storage magic weapons on his body, pouring out a stream of the hoarding inside.

In an instant, all kinds of spiritual and divine lights shone in the air.

All the monks who saw this scene couldn't help but have their eyes lit up and their hearts filled with greed.

…… This is the lifelong collection of a veteran monster in the Tribulation Period!

If it is obtained by ordinary monks, it is enough to support an entire small and medium-sized sect!

(End of chapter)