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Chapter 179

"How?"

In fact, Jiang Cheng had always wanted to ask this question.

The nine tribes of the Xianyi Clan are very far apart, such as the Huabu, which is separated from the Qianlingyu by thousands of realms.

It is very difficult just to get together on the road.

What's more, after crossing domains, the stronger the strength, the more severely suppressed by the rules. Generally, one will not risk crossing so many domains when reaching the holy and holy ranks.

"The nine inherited Magic Treasures are mutually inductive."

Lan Ning explained: "More than five Magic Treasures decide to open the virtual Immortal World, and all Magic Treasures will be activated."

"At that time, as long as everyone does not object, it can be opened even if it is separated by ten thousand domains."

Jiang Cheng asked curiously: "Then what if there is a movie that regrets not agreeing?"

"Then it won't open."

Qing Suo said, "But this kind of thing shouldn't happen."

"After all, our nine films really want to go to Immortal World. It's just that there were conflicts and grievances among the first nine films, and several of them were old and dead, so we couldn't agree on a consensus."

Jiang Cheng joked: "Then looking at it this way, it's thanks to Pifeng who threaded the needle through it."

Qing Suo couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Pifeng is an enemy, but when you think about it carefully, without him running around, this grand event really couldn't be facilitated.

The simplest point is that even she only knows where five of the other seven are, and she doesn't know the whereabouts of the other two at all.

Only people with great powers like Pifeng can find them out and persuade them.

Jiang Cheng quickly summoned all his disciples.

"I asked you to come here today because of the opening of the Immortal World."

"We're going to head to the Immortal World."

During this time, disciples have also heard about the Immortal World.

The second and third generations of disciples were all excited, that was Immortal World!

What is the ultimate goal of their cultivation? Isn't it to become immortals?

"I'm just a Dao Palace Second Stage, can this also become a fairy?"

"I heard from Mr. Mo that Immortal World also has aborigines from the destiny Dao Palace. There is nothing to worry about."

"That's right, with our aptitude, we can still enjoy ourselves in Immortal World."

"Haha, I'm not worried at all, I'm afraid of being covered by the master."

"That is!"

Compared with them, the four generations of disciplines are not so optimistic.

"Master, I heard that the Immortal World cannot survive without the protection of Magic Treasures."

"That's right, we have a total of more than a thousand people, and we can't all go in."

The Bone Refining Banner can only shelter 500 people, and this is on the premise that everyone is crowded together.

Hearing this question, the second and third generations of disciples all laughed.

"You worry too much."

"Since the head said that he would send them to go, he must be able to bring them all."

"Don't forget the Xuanji Dojo, the master!"

Jiang Cheng didn't delay either.

After distributing varying amounts of Baodan and Spirit Stones to all the disciples, they were all driven into the Xuanji map.

In addition to these disciples, the 34 monster-level mounts also entered inside, occupying part of the quota.

This is really a chicken and dog ascending to heaven, these big monsters didn't have this opportunity in the first place.

Today's Xuanji map time flow rate is 8100 times, one day outside is 8100 days inside.

And the environment inside has improved many times, not only water and air, but also some moss plants.

At least it looks more comfortable.

In addition, Jiang Cheng's control over this treasure has also increased.

Now he can perceive the situation inside at any time.

Seeing more than a thousand disciples disappearing at the same time, Lan Ning felt relieved, after all, he had seen her last time.

Qing Suo on the side was so startled that her jaw almost dropped.

"Master Jiang, where did you take them?"

"Oh, that's my dojo, which can accommodate some people. It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning."

Is this just a small trick?

Qing Suo had never heard of such a method.

In her impression, it seemed that none of the nine immortal ancestors could do such a thing.

How amazing is this person?

"Well, Master Jiang, can your dojo bring all of our hearts into it?"

The Zhu Xin Cone in the heart can only protect 500 people in total. After fierce competition recently, the number of places has been determined.

But who doesn't want to bring more clansmen up there.

In this regard, Brother Cheng can only express his helplessness.

The Xuanji map is almost boundless, but the number of people it can accommodate is only 1245. If this number is exceeded, the treasure map will collapse abnormally.

Although there are a hundred or so left, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents after entering the virtual Immortal World.

After settling them down, only Mo Chen, Three-Eyed Tiger, Xuan Turtle King, Lan Ning and Ah Huang were left.

The first three are all holy ranks, protected by bone refinement flags, and should be able to eat in Immortal World.

Lan Ning recently used the bone refining flag to practice hard, and has already entered the holy realm, and has gathered all the shackles, so her strength should not be underestimated.

Don't worry.

Ah Huang was in a bit of trouble.

Hearing that she was going to move again, the girl was quite reluctant.

Brother Cheng could only draw a big cake for her first, saying that he would take her to a spiritual vein ten times higher than here, and finally convinced this little ancestor.

This afternoon, there was a visitor from outside the Feixian Gate.

Jiang Cheng stepped out of the secret realm and saw that there were more than three hundred cultivators flying in mid-air outside.

Among the more than 300 people, more than 100 wore all blue Taoist robes.

Although the rest of the people are dressed in different ways, they all have one common feature.

That is, everyone carries a sword behind their backs.

Jiang Cheng used the system to observe for a while, and was almost taken aback.

Among the more than 300 people, there are actually 34 holy masters!

The rest are all sanctified.

Fuck, where did this come from?

Sending a few casually can wipe out the former Thousand Spirit Realm.

"You are?"

In the lead, an old man in Taoist robes with three strands of white beard and white hair and a childlike face slowly flew out with a smile on his face.

"Your Excellency is the head of the Feixian Sect, Jiang Cheng?"

"That's right."

"We are from the Sword Domain, and I am the Sword Master of Guizang."

He pointed to a man in white who looked very young on the left, but actually lived for millions of years.

"This is Ling Xing Sword Master!"

"And this one, the Sword Master of Sorrow!"

The middle-aged man with lowered brows and haggard face on the right nodded slightly to Jiang Cheng.

Sword Domain?

Jiang Cheng had never heard of it, but King Xuangui had.

"Master, Sword Domain is among the ten thousand domains in the lower realm, and its strength can rank among the top three, which is no small feat!"

Is this actually just a realm?

34 holy ranks in one domain, isn't it too awesome?

The Three-Eyed Tiger also quietly transmitted voice: "You have to be careful, even if these people are suppressed by cross-domain rules, they are not easy to provoke."

"What are you doing here?"

Of course Brother Cheng is not afraid, there is a resurrection threat anyway.

However, the other party didn't yell to fight or kill, let alone make a move. It doesn't look like the comer is unkind.

In fact, the group of people on the opposite side were also secretly surprised at this time.

Although Qianlingyu is very weak, but this head of Jiang is obviously only a holy Eighth Stage, but he owns a demon king's mount and can subdue another demon king.

No one in their Sword Domain has ever done it.

And Mo Chen's breath on the side made them feel a threat from the depths of their souls.

That threat, like a low-level creature, meets a high-level one.

(end of this chapter)