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Zhao Dabao glanced downwards. This is a plain area with fertile land, but the aura is much higher than other places.
There are mortal kingdoms and monk sects on the plains, but the tiger dragons are so powerful that they don¡¯t come forward to look for trouble.
"This is still the Southern Territory, but it is already the edge of the Southern Territory. Across Daze, we will reach the rich and powerful Central Territory."
Huangfu Ling'er already understood Zhao Dabao's character at this time. In addition, the two of them were almost the same in strength and the same age, so the conversation was casual.
"Is the Central Territorythat strong?"
Zhao Dabao sounded confused. Although there are differences between regions, the differences should not be that big.
"There are records in the sect that there is a powerful monk dynasty in the central region, and there is also a super sect in charge. The descendants of the Holy Land travel the world. Both the number and strength of the monks far exceed those in the southern region."
There is yearning in Huangfu Ling'er's eyes, as well as fear of the unknown.
With her talent and qualifications, she can be regarded as a favored one in the Southern Territory, but if she were placed in the Central Territory, she would be unknown and nothing at all.
"If I have time, I have to go to the Central Territory to see it."
Zhao Dabao thought of Ying'er, who had the Innate Holy Body. She was picked up by Kunpeng from the Southern Territory, and she probably went to the Central Territory. There were the Holy Son, the prince of the Cultivation Dynasty, and countless geniuses there, but with Ying'er Er's qualifications, even in the Central Region, should belong to the category of top geniuses.
"Junior brother is not weak in strength. As a casual cultivator, he has been able to reach this point today. His talent is considered to be top-notch in the Southern Territory. However, the geniuses in the Central Territory are like crucian carp crossing the river. After the junior brother leaves, I am afraid that he will no longer be in the Southern Territory. So comfortable.¡±
What Huangfu Ling'er said makes sense. I would rather have a chicken head than a phoenix tail.
Even though the Southern Territory is barren, with their qualifications and talents, as long as they don't fall, it's only a matter of time before they become the overlord of the Southern Territory.
But in the Central Territory, I am afraid that life will not be as nourishing as it is now.
"Senior Sister is right."
Zhao Dabao nodded, but did not refute Huangfu Linger. Everyone has their own ambitions, and he wants to climb to the top, while Huangfu Ling'er's nature is stable and kind, and he likes to live in a corner.
These are all choices, and there is nothing to argue about.
As the two of them were talking, the plain area at the limit of their field of vision slowly began to appear depressed.
This kind of depression is not circular, but snake-like and winds for thousands of miles. It looks like a valley formed by a real dragon falling from the sky and hitting the ground.
After the depression appeared in the field of vision, the tiger dragon's speed began to slow down, which meant that the destination was about to arrive, and the depression that suddenly appeared in the plain ahead was the famous secret realm - Falling Dragon Valley!
"Okay, everyone, take a rest for a while. Ahead is Falling Dragon Valley. We will land on the guardian camp of the sect seniors."
Patriarch Huangfu spoke, and the senior he mentioned made the monks puzzled. Anyone who could be called a senior by Yuanying Patriarch must be a cultivator of the Transformation of God.
But the strongest person in Qianling Sect is the old monk in the late Yuan Ying period. When did the powerful person who transformed into a god appear?
Zhao Dabao is also slightly confused, but the spiritual energy here is abundant and much stronger than that in Qianling Mountains. It is normal for seniors of the sect to be stationed here.
"I guess this is the hidden strength of the sect"
Zhao Dabao thought secretly.
The tiger dragon was suspended in the air at the dragon head of Falling Dragon Valley, and immediately began to slowly descend.
And as the tiger dragon landed, several powerful spiritual consciousnesses swept over this place, and with a cold snort, these spiritual consciousnesses disappeared again.
"Nephew Huangfu, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but you have broken through to the Nascent Soul."
An old woman with silver hair came over. Her hair was silver, but her face was as rosy as a baby. She looked energetic, but she didn't reveal the slightest breath.
If you were just standing next to her, you might just think she was an ordinary old man.
However, Zhao Dabao would not be so naive as to call Patriarch Huangfu his nephew.
"Uncle Yin, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but you are still full of energy and diligent in your cultivation."
Huangfu Qingshan clasped his fists and spoke respectfully.
"Stop talking nonsense, I have been here for a hundred years, just to wait for the ancestral beast paste to break through the divine transformation and reach the tribulation. Now the Falling Dragon Valley is about to open, and there are eight directions."The opening time of Falling Dragon Valley is not random. To be precise, it is opened at the alternation of yin and yang. It is opened once every hundred years. Now that a hundred years have passed, it is the time of yin year, yin month and yin day again. You all have to do it." Be ready, I'll send you in right away."
As he spoke, the sky turned completely dark, and the old woman's body was emitting silver light. She seemed to be looking for something, stretched out her hand toward the void, and then tore it apart.
Tear it apart!
There was a sound of cloth being torn apart.
The originally empty void was torn open like a scroll, revealing a black vortex that was constantly spinning inside.
"Okay, I have opened the door to the secret realm for you. Enter the secret realm quickly without wasting time."
The old woman¡¯s voice was a little tired when she spoke. It was obvious that the tearing of space just now was also a huge drain on her.
The monks looked at each other, and they all stopped hesitantly. The black vortex was so weird, just by looking at it, you had the illusion that your soul was about to be sucked in.
They stepped into this vortex, fearing that they would not know where they would be transported. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com