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Yongcangzhou, the outskirts of the giant beast Beikun.

It was a giant beast swimming in the sky and sea of ​​clouds.

It is blue and white all over, with crisscrossing ravines on its body, outlining the shape of mountains and rivers.

There are thick blood vessels exposed in many places on the body.

It was glowing with a faint blue light from time to time.

The most shocking thing is its huge mouth.

Standing in the sea of ​​clouds, it seems as if all the stars in the sky have been swallowed by it.

There are many big fish surrounding Beikun.

They are intertwined with each other, guarding the innermost giant kun.

At this time, the back of the big fish was covered with various formations.

Under the illumination of the sky, the colorful rainbow light is refracted.

When Yongjie, Song Siming and others came to Beikun, they happened to encounter the spewing spiritual rain.

"squeak!"

I saw the huge northern Kun on the sea of ​​clouds, suddenly diving into the sea of ​​clouds.

Then he burst out of the clouds from a distance, the blood vessels in his body glowed brightly, and he let out a loud roar.

Immediately, pure blue spiritual rain shot out from the air holes on his back.

It completely blocked the entire sky, and finally fell into the nearby sea of ​​clouds.

Song Siming stretched out his hand to catch a drop of spiritual rain.

I saw that the spiritual rain dissolved immediately when I took it, turning into a pure spiritual power circulating around the body.

A cold and comfortable feeling made Song Siming feel comfortable all over.

This level of spiritual power is purer than even spiritual stones.

No wonder Beikun is said to be extremely rich.

How could he not be rich while living in such a holy land?

After a brief shock, Song Siming and his party arrived at the entrance of Qianhai Realm carried by Bei Kun.

That was Bei Kun's right eye.

Yongjie and others went to hide nearby first and did not go in with Song Siming and others.

"Sir, that's our brother."

The Huangyun Mountain disciples who had been waiting here for a long time suddenly became excited when they saw Song Siming and others.

He shouted to the guards guarding the formation.

"Human race? Isn't this different from what was promised?"

The demon cultivator captain guarding the gate is a famous spiritual cultivator.

When he saw Song Siming and Song Yuanzhou outside the restriction, he frowned deliberately.

The human race is extremely unpopular in Yongcang State.

Even if he kills these two people now, I'm afraid he won't be punished.

"Senior has worked hard day and night. This is a little thoughtful. Please accept it and replenish your body."

Knowing what this demon cultivator meant, the disciple cursed in his heart.

But he still honestly took out the remaining thousand spirit stones and handed them to the demon cultivator.

"Hey, what are you worrying about?

To do your part for our Qianhai Realm, of course you have to go all out! "

As he spoke, the demon-turned-god Xiu took the bag handed to him.

Using his consciousness and feeling the number of spiritual stones inside, he immediately grinned.

He waved his hand to open the boundary and let Song Siming and the others in.

"Human race, you are so brave!"

"Be careful of corpses being exposed on the streets!"

"I guess these two guys won't survive more than two days!"

As soon as they walked into the huge gate, the guard standing in front of the gate couldn't help but point at Song Siming and the other two.

The tone was extremely unpleasant and harsh.

Song Siming and Song Yuanzhou were indifferent to this.

There’s nothing to say, I’ll lose if I’m serious.

"You are finally here.

Put on these two pieces of clothing first, it will be easier to move around here. "

The disciple smiled and waved, and received Song Siming and his party in front of him.

Then from another bag, he took out two pieces of clothing that could temporarily hide his aura.

As long as they don't use their spiritual sense to detect, Nascent Soul cultivators can't tell the identity of Song Siming and others from the human race.

Song Yuanzhou saw the extremely ugly robe.

My heart was full of resistance, but I still wore it honestly.

Following the disciple, Yukong entered the Qianhai Realm inside Bei Kun's body.

It was completely different from the wild land Song Yuanzhou had expected.

The Qianhai Realm is filled with countless pavilions and pavilions.

Countless halls stand on the blue spiritual sea.

From time to time, a flying boat passed overhead.

It brought out bursts of noise that resounded throughout the world.

"Do you think this place is different from what you imagined?"

The disciple saw the shock and confusion in Song Yuanzhou's eyes and asked with a smile.

It was the same when he first arrived.

Why is it called Yongcangzhou, a place with poor mountains and rivers?

Can the territory of the demon clan among them be more magnificent than the so-called big sect in Yunning Prefecture?

The answer is unity.

This is different from the human sects who often fight against each other and are selfish.

Most of the demon cultivators here are willing to sacrifice everything for their respective behemoths.

This created the scene before us.

"I heard that when my master and uncles mentioned Yongcang Province, their words were very ugly.

Sure enough, some things have to be seen with one’s own eyes to know whether they are true or false. "

Song Yuanzhou shook his head and sighed.

The Qinglian Sword Sect regards the demon clan as its mortal enemy.

Of course, I have a bad impression of the entire Yongcang Prefecture.

Every time you talk about it, you have to belittle it first.

"Haha, that's the reason."

The disciple laughed and agreed.

He is a badger demon and named Li Cheng Jar.

He is very thin in stature, but he is also from the Department of Derivation and is very smart.

Three years after joining, he is already responsible for commanding all Beikun's disciples.

Apart from being the same, he has the highest reputation.

"Jar, where are we going now?"

Song Siming saw that the jar was leading them all the way around, not going to those glamorous places, but instead going to the dim and dull bottom.

Suddenly confused, he asked.

According to Wuyi's plan, shouldn't he go directly to the top management of Qianhai Realm?

"Let's go to our place first, it might be a bit far."

The jar understood the meaning of Song Siming's words.

Turning around, he first smiled at the Sixth Senior Brother whom he had never met before, and then said softly.

Song Siming and Song Yuanzhou looked at each other and stopped talking.

In addition to Song Siming, there were several disciples behind them carrying various supplies.

He stayed close behind Song Siming.

There are still more than half of the supplies kept by Yongjie.

Wait until Song Siming's side passes smoothly before sending it over.

Guan seems to be extremely familiar with Qianhai Realm.

Drilling down the black dry blood vessels, you feel the stench and heat waves coming together.

He led Song Siming and the others around left and right.

Not even a few demon cultivators were seen along the way, and they were extremely cautious.

After an unknown amount of time, I finally saw some dim blue light in front of my eyes.

The jar led Song Siming and the others out of it.

A world filled with gray mist began to appear in front of them.

Mountains of foul-smelling sewage accumulated on the surface, sticky and intertwined.

The ground was covered with mottled black waste liquid, and not even a hint of green was visible.

Song Yuanzhou frowned as soon as he smelled the scent in the fog.

"This fog is poisonous!"

He opened his mouth and said to Song Siming.

But his eyes fell on the jar, his eyes full of doubts.

I can’t figure out what he meant by bringing everyone to this dangerous place?

“This is where we live.

This poison is fine, but it will be a little uncomfortable if left on for a long time. "

Gu Guan saw Song Yuanzhou's wary gaze and explained with a wry smile.

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