I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

Song Siming was not the only one to encounter this situation.

The little ape held the golden stick in his hand and walked vigilantly in the forest.

When he rushed out of the teleportation array, his body couldn't stop falling from the air.

None of the magical powers that the body already possesses can be used.

He had no choice but to hit the tree firmly.

Several thick branches were broken.

Fortunately, he had rough skin and thick flesh, so he would not fall to his death from a height of several feet.

I just felt a slight pain in my butt, but nothing else happened.

But soon Xiao Yuan also encountered the same situation as Song Siming.

The vast spiritual power in his body disappeared at this time.

Not to mention magical powers, even his strength is gradually losing.

If the little ape hadn't had the innate talent given by Li Cheng [Strength to Split the Tianshan Mountain], he might not even be able to lift the golden stick at this moment.

"What the hell is this place?"

The little ape held the golden stick and scanned everything in the forest.

He firmly believed that Shaoqing would never mess up.

This must be somewhere in the undefined world.

Only Wujingjie has this inexplicable power.

Jumping onto the big tree, feeling this familiar feeling, the little ape seemed to have returned to the Wild Meteor Mountains.

He held the branch with one hand and looked into the distance with his golden eyes.

I saw a towering Tianshan Mountain, hidden in the clouds and mist.

The warm sun shines through the clouds.

It's like being dyed with a layer of gold, full of nobility.

"It seems that we have to go there."

The little ape thought for a moment and made a decision in his heart.

Now Shaoqing and Huang Zhan are nowhere to be seen.

Trying to find them in such a vast dense forest is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The mountain was so conspicuous that day, so I guess Shaoqing would have made such a decision with him.

But Huang Zhan is afraid that he will be entangled for a long time.

With this thought in mind, the little ape began to shuttle quickly through the dense forest.

To him, moving in the forest is like a fish swimming in water.

He grabbed a branch and swung it hard, and his body fell in the distance with inertia.

Then he firmly grasped the next branch and continued moving forward while swinging.

This seemingly intricate dense forest can't stop the little ape at all.

But before the little ape could gallop through the forest, several figures were approaching him quickly.

The little ape turned around and took a closer look. It turned out to be several white-haired monkeys wearing golden masks.

There was anger, joy, sadness and sadness on that mask.

As the monkeys swayed, they seemed to have spirits.

"What is this?"

The little ape only glanced at the mask, and a layer of goosebumps arose on his body for no reason.

Without waiting for the little ape to react, one of the white-haired monkeys waved his hand and struck with a sword blast.

"Snapped!"

The sword was extremely sharp, easily splitting all the big trees blocking the road, and rushed straight towards the little ape whose pupils shrank.

Blood spattered and fell on the withered tree trunk behind him.

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"What the hell are these?"

Song Siming was also besieged by several giant pythons at this time.

He ran quickly, fearing that the masked pythons would catch up.

In front of him was a vast expanse of green fields.

Green grass nearly as tall as a person grew wildly.

While Song Siming slashed with the Green Lotus Sword to clear the way, he kept looking back, paying attention to the sudden appearance of several giant pythons.

Although his spiritual power is gone, his sword skills are still there.

Song Siming originally thought of killing these giant pythons with his sword skills.

But when he saw these giant pythons spitting fire and lightning, Song Siming put away this idea.

I plan to get rid of these giant pythons first and then make any plans.

But Song Siming underestimated the determination of these giant pythons and overestimated his endurance at this time.

Seeing that he was about to be overtaken, Song Siming gritted his teeth and was about to turn around and fight the giant python.

A figure pulled him aside. Song Siming turned around and saw that it was Emperor Wang of Qingyun Palace.

He didn't wait for Song Siming to speak, and directly made a gesture to signal Song Siming not to breathe.

Song Siming didn't doubt that he was there and held his breath.

Yuna Wangdi stood aside and stopped any movement.

But those giant pythons didn't seem to see them at this time.

It whizzed past their eyes and disappeared after a while.

Seeing the confusion in Song Siming's eyes, Emperor Wang shook his head, indicating that this was not the place to talk.

Then he turned around and walked towards the green field.

Song Siming didn't understand the current situation, so he had to follow Emperor Wang and rush towards the green wilderness.

And on the other side.

Luo Yuan also met with Ming Ruoqing.

Seeing the winged man shooting arrows from the sky, the two of them chose the same method as Emperor Wang to avoid the masked winged man.

"I didn't expect that we would end up in the legendary Wuding Immortal Realm."

Luo Yuan leaned against the tree tiredly, panting slightly.

Thinking that we just experienced a war not long ago, and it is probably still going on over there.

And he can't do anything...

"It seems that we are destined to die here."

Ming Ruoqing no longer has the pretentiousness of the fairies in the past.

Feeling the pain coming from her left arm, her eyes were no longer bright. She looked at the Tianshan Mountains towering in the distance with a very pessimistic expression.

The legend of undefined boundaries has been circulating in Yunning Prefecture.

After all, its former owner was a real immortal.

In the era when the immortals were missing, the monks from Yunning Prefecture dared to enter the Undefined Realm.

It is said that the immortal left a legacy when he left.

In the boundless fairyland.

Therefore, for a certain period of time, monks from Yunning Prefecture rushed into Wudingjie crazily, just to obtain the immortal inheritance.

But no matter how they searched, they found nothing.

Gradually Wu Boundary faded out of the sight of the monks in Yunning Prefecture.

Because in their eyes, undefined boundaries are worthless.

Staying there for a long time may put your life in danger.

The Wuding Immortal Realm has become a legend.

Unexpectedly, they made a mistake and got here.

Those who attacked them were the defenders in the Immortal Domain.

And want to get the immortal inheritance.

Then he could take on the body of a mortal and walk up the Tianshan Mountains to the clouds to see immortals.

“So they, the defenders, are very sensitive to the smell of living creatures.

If you don't want to die, don't act in a big way. "

Emperor Wang told Song Siming what he knew.

He likes to collect anecdotes from various states, and the selection competition is held in Wudingjie, so Emperor Wang knows this.

"Then how can we get out of here?"

Song Siming has no interest in the inheritance of immortals.

He just wanted to leave here and return to the mountain gate.

He still cannot fully accept Xiaosong's death.

"There is only one way. Someone has obtained the inheritance. With his hands, we may be able to leave."

Emperor Wang put his hands behind his back and looked at the towering Tianshan Mountains, his tone full of helplessness.

How difficult it is to climb all the way up Tianshan Mountain as a mortal.

Not to mention the many dangers along the way, it is by no means an easy task.

But from the moment they landed here, they were already in the game.

"Although I don't know who you are, there can only be one winner between us, so let's try our best!"

Emperor Wang turned around and smiled at Song Siming, then raised his robe and strode towards the Tianshan Mountains without hesitation.

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