No, this is not a magic circle, but...a world?

The short winter melon monk thought of a result that he was not very willing to accept.

That is, the dark world he is in now is not actually a magic circle, but a world, an independent world.

As for what kind of world it is, the short winter melon cultivator also pondered for a long time, and finally a light came to his mind.

Mountains and Rivers Community Map!

He didn't think that the world he lived in was the world in Shanhe Sheji Tu, but a world similar to Shanhe Sheji Tu, but what he didn't know was that he came from the Shanhe Sheji Tu in the world.

Because of this kind of magic treasure world, Shanhe Sheji Tu is the most well-known treasure among them, and it can also be regarded as a representative of this kind of magic treasure that can form an independent world.

So the short winter melon cultivator thought of The Map of Mountains and Rivers at the first time, but what he didn't expect was that he was really in the world of The Map of Mountains and Rivers, the treasure of heaven.

I hope it's not The Map of Mountains and Rivers...

The little winter melon monk muttered to himself, hoping that the world he was in was not the world of Shanhe Sheji Map, because he was still confident in dealing with other magical worlds, but if it was the world of Shanhe Sheji Map, he would not There is no other way but to wait for death.

Mountains, Rivers, and Land is a treasure of heaven, and the monks can only tremble when they see it.

Even if Zhou Hao's Mountains, Rivers and Sheji Map is only the first volume, and the level has not yet reached the holy rank, however, as long as the monks are trapped in it, as long as the owner of the scroll plans to kill, then the trapped people will inevitably die!

The short melon monk looked at this endlessly dark world, and then looked for a ray of light, that is, looking for a breakthrough to leave this world.

After walking in the dark for a while, he found that things were far from that simple, so he sacrificed his favorite magic weapon, a cyan pot, hanging above his head to protect himself and bless mana.

Things are much more than that simple.

The more he wandered, the more he found that the world was not simple.

As a saint-level monk, he still has his own judgment. He can feel that this world is far from being as simple as he imagined.

Could it be that it's really The Map of Mountains and Rivers...

The short winter melon monk muttered, feeling more and more empty and bottomless in his heart.

He also wondered if he was really going to die in this damn world.

boom!

He swung a fist, sending out a strong light, and smashed hard into the darkness on his right.

The fiery red fist light was quickly submerged in the darkness on his right, but at the same time the fist light disappeared, a fiery red light suddenly appeared in the darkness to his left.

The short winter melon monk was startled, thinking that the world had launched a bombardment, so he hurriedly prepared for the battle, looking at the fiery red light.

However, why do you feel that fiery red light is so familiar when you look at it?

The little winter melon monk carefully observed the fiery red light with hesitation, and when the light got closer and clearer, he was suddenly startled.

Isn't that my fist light!

He was not mistaken, the fiery red light rushing from the darkness to his left was exactly the fiery red fist light that he just hit to his right!

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