As the news of the opening of the Hanhai Secret Realm spread.

More and more monks gathered outside the Hanhai Islands.

However, everyone did not blindly enter the island, but just floated far away, talking to each other.

It's not that you don't know the first-come, first-served principle.

But this Hanhai Islands is too large.

Although the clouds that obscured the secret realm have lifted.

But there are still large islands, shrouded in mist.

What is shown in front of everyone is only the tip of the iceberg of the island.

Everyone knows the dangers.

The monks were chatting and watching.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "The people of the Tianwei Sect are here!".

Everyone looked up.

Only to see from the sky to the west.

A group of people who are pressed by black come with a sword.

They rushed into the midst of the monks, swept them away with brutality, and came to the front of all the monks.

The crowd dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

In the Qiankun Continent, scattered cultivation is the group that has the least right to speak.

Although they were numerous, no one dared to offend these Xuanjie forces.

"This is the Hanhai Secret Realm, it seems that my Tianwei Sect is the first sect to arrive. "

The man at the head, goatee, about forty or fifty years old, looked at the archipelago with greed in his eyes.

"Sect Master, while the other sects have not yet arrived, why don't we go in first and scavenge them clean?"

On the side, a disciple of the Tianwei Sect came up with a flattering face and said to him.

"Hehe, that's nature..."

Yang Yuanheng, the sect leader of the Tianwei Sect, stroked his goatee and said loudly: "All the disciples of the Tianwei Sect listen to the order and enter the secret realm!"

A group of Tianwei Sect disciples immediately rushed to be the first, their faces full of joy, and flew towards the secret realm.

However, not long after flying, a sneer sounded from a distance.

"Nonsense, the envoy of the Holy Land of the Upper Realm has not yet arrived, and a small Tianwei Sect dares to make his own decisions and trespass into the secret realm?"

Yang Yuanheng's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the sky.

"The people of the Dragon Xiao Sect are here!".

Several casual cultivators exclaimed.

But I saw hundreds of figures flying from a distance.

All of them were dressed in silver scale armor and armed with spears, and they were extremely powerful.

The person at the head is dressed in gold armor, his face is resolute, and he is full of domineering.

"Longcheng ......" Yang Yuanheng gritted his teeth with hatred, and anger flashed in his eyes, "It's you again, last time in the secret realm, it was your Longxiao Sect that did something bad, and hurt more than twenty disciples of my Tianwei Sect, and this time you want to come to find trouble?"

Long Cheng came to the front with a spear in his hand, and looked at Yang Yuanheng with an expressionless face: "The secret realm is opened, and only with the permission of the envoy of the Holy Land, the sect forces can enter, this is a rule that has been handed down in the Qiankun Continent for tens of thousands of years. "

"Yang Yuanheng, last time you tried in vain to swallow the secret treasure of the secret realm before the arrival of the Holy Land Envoy, if it weren't for the kindness of the Holy Land Envoy, your Tianwei Sect would have been razed to the ground long ago. "

Yang Yuanheng clenched his fists, although he was furious, he was not unaware of the power of the Holy Land.

For the Qiankun Continent.

The Holy Land is the 'upper realm' that stands above all living beings.

With his small Tianwei Sect, the Holy Land is afraid that it will destroy him with a single finger.

Yang Yuanheng waved his hand.

Many disciples of the Tianwei Sect immediately came back honestly and stopped behind Yang Yuanheng.

Time passed.

More and more sects are gathering outside the secret realm.

"Chaoyang Sect is here!".

"Bailing Mountain is here!".

"Taixuanzong is here!".


In just half an hour.

There are dozens of major forces, gathered outside the secret realm.

Everyone chatted and communicated with each other in a friendly manner, and there was a happy atmosphere outside the secret country.

"Unexpectedly, in just a few years, the Sect Master of Dragon City has already stepped into the Transformation Stage, and the Sect Master is mighty. "

"Elder Taixuan has praised falsely, you have been a god for a hundred years, and this secret realm will definitely win the heavenly fate and enter the realm of honorable selection. "

"Hahaha, everything is fate, fate. "

The crowd was talking with joy on their faces.

However, their attention is mainly focused on the East.

In the eastern sky, there was obviously a large vacant space.

There was no casual cultivation stop, and there were no disciples of any sect forces who stopped.

Several white-bearded old men laughed and talked, and they all looked to the east.

"I don't know which messenger will come to the Holy Land this time..."

"I heard that the Holy Lord has been in retreat for a long time, and the one who came this time must be the Holy Son of the Holy Land. "

"There are seven palaces in the Holy Land, and there will definitely be no fewer elders and masters who come. "

"Hehehe, it would be nice if the Holy Son could come, the granddaughter of the deity has admired the Holy Son for a long time, and has always wanted the deity, an old immortal, to connect her with the Holy Son. "

Talking and laughing.

Suddenly, several rainbow lights appeared in the eastern sky.

Everyone was shocked, grabbed their bodies, and looked to the east.

"Who is it?".

"This dress is a disciple of the Holy Land!".

"The messenger of the Holy Land is here!".

Shouting is heard.

Several elders of the sect with the highest seniority immediately stepped forward to watch.

Look far away.

But he saw the group of disciples of the Holy Land at the front.

A man like a fairy walked with a sword.

And behind the man.

A young girl hugged the man's waist and buried her face in his back.

"It's the Holy Son! This time, the messenger of the Holy Land is the Holy Son. "

Seeing the person who came, the leaders of many forces immediately sorted out their clothes, showed a serious face, and shouted in unison.

"Welcome to the Holy Land Emissary!".

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