When the four of Jiajun soared, the power of the sky-breaking seal of the ascension talisman could not drive the four people at the same time, and they couldn't even trigger the catastrophe, zuihou They forcibly cut through the space, but they came to an inexplicable unknown shijie.

The coercion of heaven and earth here is huge, and without the light wings, Jiajun will not be able to fly through the air, and the mana of the ice bat will also be greatly limited. After several discussions, they decided to walk on foot first and observe this shijie slowly.

Judging by the coercion of heaven and earth, they could be sure that this should be a second-level cultivation plane at the same level as the Holy Spirit Continent, that is, the immortal realm in the mouth of the Sea and Heaven Realm cultivators. But the strange thing is that the holy power of this shijie is extremely thin, and even the Xuantian Pavilion is difficult to quickly extract the holy power in the air, which makes Jiajun very puzzled.

Could it be that this is the Demon Realm? No, I've read the description of the Demon Realm, and it's not this environment at all! Or is it the same as the Demon Realm, isn't this shijie cultivated by holy power?

All kinds of doubts made several people speculate, and they could only find the other monks of this shijie as soon as possible to find out.

"Alas, there are no monks in that little town!" After walking for a while, the ice bat suddenly sighed, and it seemed that his consciousness had swept over. Heaven and earth are under great pressure, and the detection range of the Pseudo-Saint Realm Divine Consciousness is also greatly limited, and it can only be carried out when it is close to a certain level.

"Let's take a look first, after all, we've just arrived here, at least learn the language first, and communicate with mortals. With the help of the increase of light wings, Jiajun also barely swept the entire city. The people here are dressed very ordinary, and they should be mortals living at the bottom of this shijie.

"Go ahead, I'm not in the habit of dealing with people!"

"It's okay, Brother Ice Bat, you can open a temporary cave here, and Xiaoyun Xiaohui will stay. The holy power between heaven and earth here is scarce, and you can only recover it by yourself after casting the spell, so pay attention to saving mana!"

After some discussion, Jiajun went to the ancient stone city alone.

......

To the west, near this swamp, a larger and more glorious city stood.

The whole city seems to be made of jade, with dense towers and ten majestic halls that are folded and glittered in the sunlight.

In the sky above the center of the city, another huge palace can be faintly seen, and this palace is like a mirage, looming quietly suspended in the sky, as if it is the reflection of the entire city in the air.

"How many times have I told you!" Among the ten main halls, leaning into the northeast one, a majestic crane-haired middle-aged man was reprimanding a shirtless and sweaty child in front of him, and his words were also a language that was very different from that of the Sea and Heaven Realm and the Holy Spirit Continent.

This Shijie monk seems to be quite familiar with the humans of the Holy Spirit Continent, but the pupils of his eyes are slightly green, and his ears are slightly pointed.

The child in front of him was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, not tall, but his body looked dark and strong, like a cheetah that had always been born.

However, at this time, the child's delicate face was worried, and he looked down at the middle-aged man with a little grievance.

"Such a haode talent, but go astray, are you going to be angry with your father?!" The middle-aged man ignored the boy's expression of begging for mercy and continued to scold, "I have taught you since you were a child, nature is respected, Yuan Li is the foundation, hard training Yuan Li, and controlling nature is the king! Everything else is just an auxiliary, but you put the cart before the horse!"

"Dad, I do like it...... Moreover, among the top ten elven war kings, there are also two kings of the West and the king of the north who are taking their own cultivation paths......"

"Are those two elven kings a rare qi control talent like yours that is rare for a thousand years?" After listening to the boy's timid defense, the man's anger increased instead of decreasing, "The talent for controlling qi is different from the talent of raw wood and longitudinal stone! These two kings are limited by their talents, so they have to turn to the second, how many life and death trials have they gone through to get to this point? Although the elven warriors who cultivate themselves have a few advantages compared with the warriors of the same level, how can the hardships during the cultivation period be imagined by you, a fledgling boy!"

After some reprimand, the middle-aged man slammed the door and walked out, leaving the boy with a tearless expression.

"It's really ......" When his father walked away, the boy sat on the ground with his buttocks, "Cultivating Yuan Force, talent manipulation, all kinds of talents all day long, as if he can't live without talent!"

"I don't want to rely on talent! How much stronger my physical strength has become! The real Heavenly Elf Emperor in the legend relies on his own strength to fight the world!" The boy's face was full of stubbornness, although he knew that the stories of those Heavenly Elf Emperors only existed in legends, "Heavenly Elf Emperor, how many years have there been no such strong people......" Thinking of this, the boy's daydream suddenly attacked, he simply lay down on the ground, and began to imagine beautifully, imagining that one day, he would not rely on any Yuan Force talent, and he could destroy the world with a single gesture of his hands and feet.

But not long after he was immersed in the dream, the boy's eyes suddenly opened suddenly, and he looked surprised, as if he felt something.

"It's like a crack has been torn open in the gas, huh, something seems to have flown out?!

Although the boy didn't pay attention to this qi control talent at all, the benefits that the talent brought to him were reflected all the time. The most striking thing is that he can easily sense air fluctuations far away, and natural phenomena such as hurricanes have become accustomed to ignoring them directly, but this time the feeling is unprecedented.

"The Great Wetland, it seems to be there!" the boy jumped up with a spirit, perhaps he had been forced by his father in this city for too long, and any little novelty could instantly attract him, "It's just okay to go and see!"

......

On the outskirts of the small stone town, in a fig grove, Jiajun is standing on a tree, crying and laughing at a farce.

A dozen or so mortals, carrying sticks and hoes in their hands, were angrily searching for something in the forest, and from time to time bursts of anger erupted from their mouths, but Jiajun still couldn't understand what they were talking about. The 'humans' here may not be human, but they look a little different from themselves, with pointed ears and slightly green pupils.

Although he couldn't understand what these people were saying, but what they were doing, Jiajun roughly guessed a thing or two. He looked playfully at another dense fig tree, where a young boy in his early teens was hiding in a branch, holding a bag full of figs in his hand, trembling against the trunk of the tree, not moving.

This kid must have come here to steal figs, right? When he first arrived, he was seen jumping up and down the trees, but soon the owner of the orchard noticed that he was organizing a group of men to clean him up.

Jiajun suddenly had an idea, and suddenly had an idea.