The vast vision of the appearance of the Immortal Pavilion spread throughout the Penglai Secret Realm, and all the monks rushed to it.

One after another, some people tried to open the gate of the Immortal Pavilion, and finally someone succeeded.

This is a picturesque, purple-clad girl, I saw her come to the gate of the fairy pavilion, the pattern on the gate is abrupt and flashing, and the brilliance is brilliant.

"Boom!"

The door is windless and opens slowly.

A breath of vicissitudes of time filled the surroundings, and the shocking coercion was mighty, soaring into the sky.

When the gate of the Immortal Pavilion was opened three feet wide, the strong aura and terrifying spiritual pressure made everyone fearful, and it seemed that they were going to suffocate in the next moment.

Just as a crack opened in the doorway, a dazzling golden light flowed out of it, like a long river flowing.

The long river rolled, the golden light was like a waterfall, beautiful, falling on the woman, and the next moment in the dazzling light, it turned into a spiritual light and entered the attic.

This person's success greatly stimulated the other monks, and they rushed over one after another, and it could be seen that only four or five people in a hundred people would be recognized, and then the golden light of the gate reappeared, and the other party was directly swept away.

......

When Wang An came to the Immortal Pavilion, there were many monks, Yuan Ying, and Jin Dan gathered here......

These people stared at the Immortal Pavilion with a look of greed in their eyes, and they rushed to the gate.

Wang An only had the early stage of Jindan, and when he saw him coming, some people glanced at him in surprise, as if they didn't understand how a small Jindan early stage monk could come here.

"Holy Turtle Sect, Water God Palace, Seven Star Alliance......"

When Wang An saw a few of them, his pupils shrank violently, and he muttered in some horror.

"Unexpectedly, these people are here, presumably the others are also from the major sects of the Xuan Turtle Domain. ”

Wang An's eyes flickered, and his heart was full of thoughts.

Before, he searched for the souls of Jin Mu and the others, although because of his limited strength, but the more famous sect, Wang An still understood.

"Hey, that little guy seems to have been looking at me, do you know me?" At this time, a monk wearing a white robe with a carved Xuanwu head seemed to sense something.

Passing over the many monks, the divine sense stared directly at Wang An, and a feeling of suffocation suddenly came, this person turned out to be a Yuanying monk.

"Uh-huh, it's been discovered!

Wang An was shocked and exclaimed in some surprise.

You must know that Wang An has been promoted to Jindan Monk, and Baicao Qianhua has also made a great breakthrough, and his divine sense seems to be not inferior to that of Yuanying Monk, but he didn't expect that at this moment, he would be noticed.

This person is the monk of the Holy Turtle Sect, the Holy Turtle Sect is the most powerful sect in the Xuan Turtle Domain, there are many magic tricks passed down from ancient times in the sect, and every monk who comes out there is extremely powerful, and can easily crush the same level.

......

Wang An was outside the crowd, and after checking it, he quietly asked Xiao Jin for divination, and after Xiao Jin said that he could go in, he began to walk towards the fairy gate.

At this time, the Yuanying monks gathered around had already entered, and in addition to being knocked out, they were still watching the gate of the Immortal Pavilion unwillingly in the crowd.

"Hey, who is this? Jin Dan also came to join in the fun in the early days, isn't this a bunk next to the toilet?"

"Hahaha, laughed to death, a Jindan early stage, this is the indigenous people of that place, how did you choose a Jindan early stage garbage to come in. ”

"Haha, there's a good show to watch, wait for him to be blown out. ”

"Lao Hu made a bet with you, this kid can go in and give you a 10,000-year-old elixir, if not, you give me your wind and fire fan, what do you think?"

Feeling the breath on Wang An's body, everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter and looked at Wang An with disdain.

These people looked joking and waited to see Wang Anyang's appearance.

These coaxing monks are basically people who have been eliminated, and when they suddenly saw Wang An in the early stage of Jindan, everyone had a lofty mentality in their hearts.

Wang Anxiu was the lowest in the audience, and he was eliminated and ridiculed, and then they finally found an object to complain about, and they were really unhappy, and their mouths were like a river.

Wang An's face was full of ancient wells, and the soles of his feet were full of spiritual light, and he seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Wang An just landed in front of the Qilin, the aura on the Qilin's body surged, suddenly opened his eyes, a powerful spiritual pressure fell on him, and there was a very uncomfortable feeling around his body, as if the whole person was seen through.

"True Spirit Breath!"

Feeling the aura on the Qilin's body, Wang An felt a true spiritual aura somewhat similar to Xiaolong emanating between heaven and earth.

"Hey, this kid has been recognized by the Kirin!"

"Hehe, knocking on the door of the Immortal Pavilion is much more difficult than getting the approval of the Qilin. ”

Wang An was directly recognized by Qilin, and these people felt a trace of panic in their hearts.

When he walked to the gate, the rune pattern on the gate automatically flickered, and a golden light was revealed, Wang An felt a terrifying spirit pressing down on his body, and he was directly swept into it.

"This ......"

"This doesn't make sense, this son Jin Dan consummation can't even enter the Immortal Pavilion, where is that person sacred. ”

The person who just mocked Wang An was directly slapped in the face at this time!

At this moment, Wang An finally attracted the attention of many monks, and those who could enter the Immortal Pavilion must have their own merits.

......

In a whirlwind of heaven and earth, Wang An suddenly appeared in a fellow Dao with a tumbling aura.

It was a place of utter silence, surrounded by huge boulders, deserted, and walls studded with glowing gems.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bang appeared, and a bewitching young man slowly walked out of the tumbling aura.

This young man has sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, and his body exudes a misty halo, which is both real and illusory, virtual and real.

"Haha, little guy, I'm the guardian of this layer, defeat me, and you can also enter the next level!"

"Who are you?" Wang An stared at the other party vigilantly and asked tentatively.

"Haha, I'm a sword spirit!

As soon as the young man's words fell, he grabbed the void with one hand, and a spiritual light flickered, and the sword qi was horizontal.

"Slash!"

The spirit sword in the opponent's hand shook, the cold light shone, and the terrifying sword qi flew and stirred.

The power of the law suddenly turned, and the spiritual energy in the void roared and surged, and swept towards him with a bang.

"The Law of the Sword!"

The sword technique is perfected, and it is transformed into the power of the law.

"Whew!"

Wang An raised his hand and made a move, and there was an extra white spirit sword in his hand.

As soon as his mind moved, the Eight Desolations Heaven-Shaking Sword Technique operated, and the spirit sword sword intent in his hand soared to the sky.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the void aura was dense, and the flying sword in Wang An's hand was finished in harmony under the violent force.

The opponent's sword was unabated, and it was still surging in the law, rushing towards Wang An.

The cold light was shining, the sky and the earth changed color, and the cold came through the bones, and Wang An was about to be split by a sword.