at this time.

An unknown mountain range stretches for countless miles, with cliffs on both sides reaching a winding and twisting abyss like a pitch-black dragon.

The scene is so spectacular that it is full of shock. If a mortal stands at a cliff here, it will feel like it is as small as dust.

At this moment, there was a very undetectable red light flashing in the abyss.

That is the light of the lantern.

Between the gaps on the cliff wall, a stubborn dead branch is extending out.

On the trembling branches, there was an irreconcilable man standing.

The man held a red lantern in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, standing by the abyss.

The red light was pressed by the darkness around it, and only illuminated the small part of the land, and the man's somewhat miserable face...

But the man's eyes clearly reflected the rolling black smoke on the cliff walls.

The black smoke climbed onto the rock walls in a long or short manner, completely ignoring gravity, while the top of the black smoke was faces with eyes closed, crying, laughing, sad or excited.

Here, it is obviously a gathering place for the coffin guardians, and further out, there are a large number of dragon charms. If the invaders cannot break through the dragon charm, they will not be able to reach here at all.

The corpse of the ancestor dragon guarding the coffin guards naturally.

To a certain extent, Zulong is another guardian of the Great Xu Dynasty.

But for some reason, Zulong had long died. Now he is resurrected because of Xia Sheng, and is ready to go and declare war directly on Taixu Immortal Sect.

The Taixu Immortal Sect was originally a guardian of the dynasty, but as time moved, it changed its original intention.

When Zulong woke up, he naturally had to settle the score with them.

But...

The man standing on the branch at this time was the mysterious Mr. Ninth of Taixu Immortal Sect.

The two sides were able to confront each other, obviously there was a confrontation, and they confirmed that neither side could do anything to each other...

Mr. Jiu yawned and said, "I'm not here to fight, I just want to see Zulong."

a long time...

A buzzing sound came from the abyss.

"What's the matter?"

Mr. Jiu said: "Ancestral Dragon... The times have changed, and the order of the world will also change.

I said this not from the standpoint of Taixu Immortal Sect, but simply to tell you.

The new world is coming.”

This worshiper from Taixu Immortal Sect said a few inexplicable words.

After saying that, Mr. Jiu did not wait for a response. He raised his hand and threw out a piece of gray paper that seemed to be made of chaotic energy.

Brush ~~~

The piece of paper suddenly expanded, and at the speed of thinking, they wrapped all the "Dragon Charm", "Coffin Guardian", "Ancestral Dragon" and even the unknown mountains that stretched for countless miles, as well as the abyss.

Brush ~~~

The scene in front of Mr. Jiu suddenly changed, the darkness disappeared, the coffin guardian disappeared, and the Zulong, who was still reviving at the bottom of the abyss, also disappeared.

The unkempt man was standing on an ordinary cliff. There were still thousands of mountains in the distance, and there were still gurgling streams at the bottom of the valley, but there was less shock and mystery.

He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and murmured and said something inexplicable: "After busy for hundreds of years, these ten pillars have finally been put down safely, but these ‘copies’ still need to be placed in step by step...

So tired.

However, although it has been placed, you still need to wait until the "server is opened" and the "players" arrive before you can see the information and level of this world.

And the bosses destined in this world can also see them in advance...Well...the premise is that he needs to enter the secret realm and be contaminated with the "gamification" aura in the secret realm.

But the bosses are still sleeping...who will enter the secret realm?"

Mr. Jiu said, lifting his sleepy eyes, and a line of black text appeared in the void in front of him:

——Secret Realm: Ancestral Dragon Abyss, level 50 can enter.

After confirming that everything was correct, Mr. Jiu rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked in the distance, and murmured, "Emperors of all countries are the second gathering point after the novice village... It needs to be arranged.

By the way, the worshipers and ancestors of the upper heaven of Taixu Immortal Sect are all fifth heavens... They should no longer stay in this low-level world.

After handling the sect, you can arrange a "seal test"."

...

...

In the secret realm of Fengshan Ancient Mountains, the gray snow was flying majestic, mixed with heavy iron pieces "floating" hard.

Nan Wanxiang saw her apprentice like a "big octopus", and each white hair was a tentacle.

These tentacles were wielding around the rust sword and wielding them wantonly.

He had landed above the snow.

A person is like a giant with hundreds of arms, holding hundreds of rusty swords, and is scrambling to the ground beneath his feet.

The snowflakes shook, like a white tide separated to both sides, revealing the figures of demons hidden beneath them.

The demons were more than two meters tall, grabbing all kinds of broken weapons, wearing mottled armor and rusty helmets, but they couldn't see their eyes after the helmet, but they were dark.

"Advisor, these demons become like this because of the resentment in front of the armored person. After experiencing the ghost energy through the border..."

The fairy looked at it for a while and suddenly said, "No, no... This is not a simple resentment."

The sound of metal and stone collisions like a storm roared everywhere.

The scene was extremely shocking. The emperor sitting in a wheelchair stood in the air and hundreds of rusty swords wrapped around his hair were fighting against the armored demon.

Suddenly, Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he had seen something incredible. He blinked and found that the thing was still there.

The wheelchair was suddenly lifted up and flew to a heightened air.

The fairy said strangely: "What's wrong?"

Xia Yan said with a strange look: "Have you seen black numbers on these ghosts' heads?"

“What number?”

"Level 40, level 41...this..."

"You've read it wrong."

"Teacher, I also saw their heads with names floating on their snow sword corpses. Does this mean that the name of this demon is the snow sword corpse, and level 40 means that they have entered the fourth level, level 41 means that they are first level of the fourth level? Black words mean that they are demons?"

"There is such a thing?" The fairy was obviously stunned.

Xia Yan said, "Have you seen it before?"

"Never..." The fairy thought for a long time, then added, "But it's normal for anything strange happening in this world... Everything has happened in hundreds of years..."

Anyway, it's a mysterious world for her.

Xia Yan suddenly glanced at the fairy and narrowed his eyes.

The fairy was frightened by the squinting eyes and hurriedly raised her hand and hit her apprentice's arm, "Why are you looking at me so weird?"

"Teacher, you have a message on your head, it's white text..."

"Huh? What is it?" The fairy was a little excited and worried.

Xia Yan said: "Nan Wanxiang, first-class...

This should mean that the teacher’s name is Nan Wanxiang, and his strength is level 1, and he tends to be spiritual cultivation, so it is white."

The fairy covered her face.

Level 1?

I have no shame to meet people... I know that my level is poor now, but I can't always hang it on my head. I always remind my apprentice that I am level 1, right?

The fairy looked at the almond eyes and said strangely: "Advisor, can you really see it?"

Xia Yan held the idea of ​​trying again and took out a small mirror.

Sure enough, the words [Xia Yan, Level 43] were floating above his head.

This means that his name is Xia Yan, and his realm is the fourth level of heaven and third level.

But the font is the purest dark gray.

The gray flashed and turned black in an instant.

"You really can't see the numbers on my head?"

Nan Wanxiang reached out to dance on Xia Yan's head, held his head again, leaned over and took a closer look, and then said with certainty: "No, really not."

Xia Yan didn't understand why only he could see it, but he still said, "Teacher, this matter cannot be mentioned to others. Here...is strange."

Nan Wanxiang said: "Don't worry, apprentice, you know, my teacher's mouth is very tight~~"

As she said that, she gently moved her moist lips and pouted.

Xia Yan:???
Chapter completed!