The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Yan Chuan arrived, and the three skeletons suddenly turned their heads and looked towards Yan Chuan, which was terrifying.

"The mouth? Is this the feng shui master's acupuncture point?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Yan Chuan did not break in, nor did the three skeletons come out.

Yan Chuan slowly backed away, and quickly checked all around.

It didn't take long for me to see a'**kou' again. Yan Chuan became more solemn.

Rounding around the Foreign Domain in the foggy area, I quickly searched for it.

In this search, nearly a hundred people were discovered.

"What a great Feng Shui master!" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

In my mind, unconsciously, thinking of a person is Feng Yinyang whom Liangjing met.

"Will it be him?" Yan Chuan frowned.

After thinking about it, Yan Chuan no longer struggles with this matter, but breathes deeply and takes out a compass.

A silver compass is exactly the compass left after the death of Yan Capital Poison Master.

Looking at the compass, Yan Chuan used his fingers to force out some blood essence.

The blood essence drips into the Tianchi in the center of the compass, and the compass rotates slowly.

The compass is lightly printed against a large rock.

"weng!"

A compass imprint appeared on the big stone, and a peculiar symbol was written on the imprint again with blood essence.

"Huh!"

The mark disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the stone.

In the same way, Yan Chuan found nearly a hundred stones to do the same thing, and while doing it, he walked towards the foggy area.

Gradually, Yan Chuan disappeared into the forest and stepped into the foggy area.

When Yan Chuan disappeared, a black robed sillhouette suddenly appeared in front of one of the stones.

The black robe is embroidered with silky clouds. It is Feng Yinyang who is bound to Yan Chuan.

Feng Yinyang looked at Yan Chuan's back, and was silent for a while, then turned his hand and waved to the stone in front of him.

"weng!"

The mark that penetrated into the stone suddenly appeared again.

"He also knows feng shui? What symbol is this?"

"Feng Shui in the world goes from the north to the south, and the feng shui sects from the north to the south. No, this is not the way of the north. Not my southern technique? And this Yan Chuan is not for Feng Shui at all, and it can be skillfully applied by people who do not practice Feng Shui. This technique must have matured to the extreme. Is there a third Feng Shui Sect in the world?" Feng Yinyang asked in surprise.

Looking at Yan Chuan disappearing in the fog, Feng Yinyang was silent for a while: "Yan Chuan?"

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The fog is rolling, Yan Chuan has previous life experience, and Without much hesitation, he soon entered the depths of the fog.

"Huh!"

After several dozen li of dense fog, suddenly, I stepped into the central fog-free area.

The infinite fog suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, the eyes are open.

Ten peaks surround a broken mountain in the center.

The broken mountain seems to be cut off. The mountain break is ten miles in diameter, and there is a large blue mask above it. It is like a hemispherical Formation covering the top of Broken Mountain.

In the Formation, there are one hundred and eight boulders. Above each boulder, there is a dark gate, which seems to be connected to the interior of the mountain.

And on a high platform in the center of Broken Mountain, a green transparent person is sitting at the moment.

The transparent person sits cross-legged, and the wind is blowing all over his body, constantly gathering towards the transparent person. No, it seems that this transparent person is formed by countless winds.

The transparent person is like a dead thing, sitting cross-legged quietly on a high platform, overlooking one hundred and eight dark gates.

Yan Chuan set foot on a surrounding mountain peak, and also saw the scenery of the Quartet.

There are ten big mountains in the four directions. At this moment, thousands of people are gathering, not only people, but also demons.

The confrontation between north and south.

To the south, there are all cultivators, headed by the extravagant ancient moon Holy Son. Four thousand repairers stood behind him. All of them looked serious.

To the north, it is Monster Race. The head is the arrogant Yao Tianshang! Behind Yao Tianshang, stood eight humanoid monsters and about four thousand Monster Kings. Wolves, snakes, bears, and leopards have everything they need, all in an imposing manner.

Guyue Holy Son, Yao Tianshang, neither of the two forces stepped into the broken mountain in the center.

Maybe I have already stepped in, but I haven't entered at this moment.

Yao Tianshang confronts Gu Yue, the two of them coldly look at each other, with swords drawn and bows bent, as if they are going to war at any time.

The sudden appearance of Yan Chuan made the atmosphere of the two parties with swords drawn and bows bent a little loose.

Almost at the same time, all eyes suddenly focused on Yan Chuan.

In Yao Tianshang's expression, an accident flashed through.

Guyue Holy Son's eyes condensed, unexpectedly looking towards Yan Chuan.

"Yan Chuan? Are you still alive?" Wei Wei complexion changed.

Obviously, news of bloodfiend Yan Chuan did not come. Perhaps the people who originally followed Yan Chuan have not arrived here.

Looking at Wei Wei, Yan Chuan showed a sneer: "Wei Alliance Leader, chasing and killing each other, it is really great generosity!"

"hmph, you brat have a big life! You walked here alive, but your good days are over." Wei Wei said coldly.

While speaking, Wei Wei squeezed his fists, as if he was about to kill Yan Chuan.

"Hey, brother Yan, why did you come!" A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Among the peaks of cultivators, a man in Confucian robes came out quickly. It was Dongfang Zhengpai.

"en?" Everyone was slightly puzzled.

"Are you here early?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Of course, I can fly, you can only walk, I am definitely faster than you!" Dongfang Zhengpai said with a smile.

"What about the old woman?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Uh!" Dongfang Zhengpai's face was stiff.

"Who are you?" Wei Wei coldly said.

Dongfang Zhengpai stood beside Yan Chuan and looked towards Wei Wei and said: "In the Xia Julu Academy, Dongfang Zhengpai, I have seen fellow fellow Daoist!"

"Big Confucian?" all around Suddenly there was a sound of surprise.

"Julu Academy?" Wei Wei browses slightly wrinkle.

"hmph, you said you are a great scholar of Julu Academy, you are it? Why have I never heard of you?" Wei Wei shouted.

Julu Academy is a big mountain. If we don't move away, Wei Su really can't start with Yan Chuan for a while.

"Wenruo kid, tell him who I am!" Dongfang Zhengpai called to Mr. Wenruo.

When Dongfang Zhengpai spoke, everyone looked towards Mr. Wenruo. After all, many people knew that Mr. Wenruo was originally the Young Master of Julu Academy.

"I have seen Mr. Dongfang! Mr. Dongfang is indeed a great scholar of Julu Academy!" Mr. Wenruo said with a bitter smile.

"Huh?" Wei Wei complexion changed.

"Have you heard? You impudent me again, you declare war on my Julu Academy!" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted.

Wei Wei's face was stiff.

Guyue Holy Son stares at Dongfang Zhengpai. A little lightly said with a smile: "Dongfang Zhengpai? What are you doing? Do you want to fight with me on behalf of Julu Academy?" When Gu Yue Holy Son spoke, all around suddenly fell silent.

Dongfang Zhengpai immediately complexion changed, and then he smiled and said: "How can I, how dare I fight with Holy Son? I just passed by here, come and have a look, come and have a look, you continue!"