The shopkeeper saw Fang Junmei looking greedy and moved, and a look of disdain slipped through his eyes, and then quickly pressed down.

Obviously, Fang Junmei, who came to their territory for opportunities, was somewhat repulsive, but she dared not speak out.

Fang Junmei didn't catch it, and even if she caught it, she wouldn't care.

...

"What's so weird about this sleeping star abyss?"

Fang Junmei asked.

The shopkeeper said, "Not to mention the area of ​​this sleeping star abyss. First of all, there is a huge blue gauntle layer wrapped around it, and the gauntle layer is blowing endlessly, isolating the exploration of the gauntle consciousness. No one can explain clearly what the situation is in the center. To enter the center, you must first pass this gauntle layer."

"Is it possible that some clever formation is not enough?"

"It seems not a formation!"

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Rumored that the cultivator who entered the green gale wind would feel like he was hypnotized and gradually fell into a coma... After a period of different lengths and irregularities, he would be sent out by the gale wind before he could wake up."

"It turns out that it tests the will of the Tao."

Fang Junmei nodded.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he nodded and said, "Because this sleeping star abyss is also known as the dream star abyss."

"Dream..."

Fang Junmei murmured two words and remembered the person she hadn't seen for a long time, but immediately shook her head. Since she was not destined to do so, why bother to think too much?

The shopkeeper didn't say anything, but just looked at him strangely.

...

"Can't even cultivators of the Spirit Ancestor level enter?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

The shopkeeper shook his head.

"I haven't heard of any spiritual ancestor who has ever been in. Some monks speculated that they would probably have to realize the ultimate realm of Taoist heart, so that the fourth change can withstand that power and enter it."

Fang Junmei nodded again, asked a few more questions, and then asked about other things.

...

"Is there any interesting and lively view of your Hundred Tribes' Holy Land recently? What's the auction?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, I don't know, I haven't left Tianming Island for many years."

Fang Junmei nodded again, deliberately inquiring about the news about Emperor Blood Sea, but I thought that this junior probably didn't know, so it would be better not to expose his purpose easily.

When you come here, in addition to finding the Emperor of Blood Sea, you also need to practice.

Cultivation requires immortal jade, a large amount of immortal jade, and purchasing the Ten Thousand Qi Chaoyuan Pill, it also requires immortal jade. With Fang Junmei's current mentality, she will definitely not be able to do tasks and earn immortal jade like she did when she first came to the East Sheng Realm.

"Where is the most chaotic place in your Hundred Tribes?"

After a moment of silence, I asked another question.

"If you want to talk about chaos, of course, the first place is the Dark Islands, followed by the Broken Star Sea and the Dead Star Sea. However, I have never been there before, I just heard of it."

"It's okay, say whatever you want."

Fang Jun said with eyebrows.

The shopkeeper will introduce them one by one, so I won’t have any details yet.

...

Half an hour later, Fang Junmei left the shop and started to transfer in the market.

The blood Shura entrenched on this Tianming Island is not very high. Of course, the goods sold are not much better, but they are all of them with some characteristics, and most of them contain the blood powers of the Blood Shura clan.

Fang Junmei only needs to expand her experience.

After another half a day, Fang Junmei set out again, in the direction of the Dark Islands!

...

This dark archipelago is named because of the light that is particularly dim.

In the long-standing era, it was actually not a bad place, nor was it called the Dark Islands, but since a group of monks occupied it, it began to change its flavor.

This group of monks are all mixed-race monks among the hundreds of tribes.

Like monsters, monks of hundreds of clans attach great importance to bloodlines, but they cannot withstand the love between the two clans, so they gave birth to many mixed-race children. These mixed-race children are not allowed to be valued in both races and are often bullied.

Over time, the mind becomes more intense.

After a series of adventures, these mixed-race monks got together again and supported each other, colluded with a group of forces.

Eventually, they occupied the Dark Islands and began to attract more mixed-race monks to vote.

...

Most of these mixed-race monks have extreme and evil natures, plunder countless people, and fight with other pure-blooded clans. There is no need to say much about them.

Over the years, these mixed-race cultivators have not been destroyed by masters of the Spirit Ancestor level, and rumors have been even more rumored.

Some people say that among them, there are cultivators of the Spirit Ancestor level!

But who is this person? Never appeared!

Some people say that some of them have mysterious backgrounds and great backgrounds, and ordinary forces cannot afford to offend them!

Who is that? No one can tell it clearly!

No matter what the truth is, they have become a terrified force in the holy realm of the Hundred Tribes.

A fierce conflict zone was formed in the central and outer periphery of the Dark Islands.

For looting.

For revenge.

For the so-called pure blood.

A group of monks and a group of forces formed the most chaotic Dark Islands today.

...

Messages flashed through Fang Junmei's mind.

Fang Junmei needs a large amount of immortal jade to practice, but she can't do anything to kill everyone when she sees it. Go to this dark archipelago and find some evil cultivators to kill and grab. Not only can they get some immortal jade, it can also be considered as a way for heaven.

As long as you don’t provoke any spiritual ancestor monks or a large number of cultivators in the spiritual realm, Fang Junmei is confident that she can do it herself.

"The Seven Dark Lords..."

Unexpectedly, Fang Junmei murmured.

These seven Dark Lords are the only seven oldest seniors in the first group of mixed-race monks. They have mysterious identities and strong strength.

...

Along the way, there is a vast void.

From time to time, there are also monks with a large number of races. After seeing Fang Jun's eyebrows, they look bad, but no one dares to provoke him.

Of course, there are many human races among them.

...

On this day, Fang Junmei passed by a large island where hundreds of tribes live together and stayed for a short time, both for rest and for information.

This floating island is thousands of miles apart, and there are many monks on it.

When Fang Junmei was walking casually in the market, she was heard by the three human monks several feet in front of her.

"Brother Dao, has the person you mentioned really fled to the Holy Land of Hundred Tribes?"

One person asked, "He was a bearded man, at the beginning of his life."

"It's not just coming to the Holy Land of Hundred Clans. I saw him enter the Dark Islands with my own eyes. If I hadn't been able to beat him alone, I would have chased him long ago."

The second person said, an old Taoist with a strong yin energy was at the mid-stage level.

After saying that, he said, "I met two old friends this time. It must be that the guy's death date has come. He happened to join forces to kill him. The gains will be divided equally!"

The bearded man pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The two looked at the third person together. The third person was a cold-faced young man, and he was also in the mid-stage state and never spoke.

"Unless Brother Dao tells me what you covet his stuff, I won't even think I'll get in."

The cold-faced young man said lightly, smart and cautious.
Chapter completed!