In fact, almost none of Wang Zhenling's peers are weaker than Dadong!

These golden creations are Wang Zhenling's apprentices and nephews, and even apprentices and grandchildren are normal.

Wang Zhenling nodded slightly, and looked over with a smile, these disciples were all going to follow him to the so-called Xuan Xuan Nether Realm Trial, and they could be regarded as his first batch of teams.

In addition, there are 100,000 heavenly soldiers, all of whom bow down: "Meet the Immortal Monarch!"

Wang Zhenling was full of spirit and said, "Then the lower realm!"

"Yes!"

It is said that the original lower realm was a world opened up by the masters of the realm of creation.

Usually, such a world can only be opened up when it is in the initial realm, and when it comes to creation, it can mature, and at that time, the lower realm can be promoted to the upper realm and become a part of the Jiuzhou Divine Land.

This is also the fourth-class realm of the master of creation, primary, deified, great, and created, corresponding to the sowing of seeds, roots, sprouts, and fruits.

It's just that it's no longer a seed, it's the world.

When the current realm is completely matured and integrated into the Nine Continents Divine Land, at that time, the cultivator will be able to reach the so-called Daluo.

As long as the core of the heavens, the Nine Continents Divine Land is immortal, and that Daluo is also immortal.

Of course, these are just heard, and there are some shallow knowledge recorded in books, as for the specifics, with Wang Zhenling's current cultivation, he is not qualified to know!

......

"Senior brother, why did you let Wang Zhenling go down to the Xuan Xuan Nether Realm instead of your Nether?" asked the master.

"My Nether? I've been primordial for tens of thousands of years, and the Nether has already opened up to this point, so what's the need for the Nether?

Wang Zhenling is restless and belongs to that kind of pioneer. As long as you enter the lower realm of Xuanzi, it is the best arrangement, and it can be regarded as helping Xuanzi!" Luo Changsheng said lightly.

The head of the sect suddenly realized that he was in a loud voice: "Senior brother is smart, no wonder he sent Xuanzi to lead Wang Zhenling up the mountain.

I said, it is enough to attach importance to this disciple and send a Quanzhen, at most, an open mansion.

Where do you need to go to Xuanzi in person!Senior brother, you are going to help Xuanzi ......"

To open up the Nether Realm, the Primordial Master needs to slow down the growth of elites, endow the entire world with various laws, and let the creatures of the entire world, and even the world, grow up.

This not only requires the beginner cultivators themselves, but also needs to send disciples to the Nether Realm to help with the management.

If the disciple manages it well, it will even help the world grow, so that the lower realm will mature and advance faster.

This is also a very important significance for the establishment of the major immortal sects and the recruitment of disciples.

Otherwise, what is the point of inheritance for the immortal being?

Giving birth to offspring is the result of genes for the sake of continuity.

And for the existence of endless lifespan, even the factor of giving birth to offspring will be minimized.

Not to mention the disciples!

......

The lower realm is reckless and vast, but it is a desolate and primitive world.

It is the opening up of the realm of Xuanzi's achievement of the initial transformation, which is equivalent to a seed.

It has only been one or two hundred years since Xuanzi's achievements were first realized, and he is the youngest elder in the entire Purple Spirit Mountain.

Therefore, such a world naturally seems primitive and barbaric!

The flood flowed freely on the earth, and among the mountains, powerful demonic beings.

Only a small number of human races are struggling to survive in the high valleys, in the cracks of various powerful existences.

The original clan lived in the so-called plateau hill, hence the name of the clan.

The raw water flows under the original mound!

Originally, this raw water was just a clear river, but not long ago, it rained heavily for more than four months, and the whole world was flooded.

The same is true of this raw water, which follows the flood and washes everything away.

Fortunately, the hill was high and was not affected by the flood, but the woods, meadows, and hunting grounds below the hill were all flooded.

This cut off the food supply of the entire tribe, and if it were not possible to get some animal carcasses washed down from the upstream from these floods, I am afraid that the whole tribe would starve to death.

However, the whole tribe has been cut off from smoke, and many people are swollen with hunger.

If this flood continues to recede, I am afraid that the whole tribe will starve to death.

"If it doesn't work like this, I have to wait to break out and find a way out!"

The patriarch of the Yuan clan sighed as he wandered around the hut.

"But the water outside is so big, and it's too urgent. A few people who know how to water tried to break out, but they accidentally drowned!"

"I heard that the tribe over there will build a kind of unsinkable boat on the water, and if our tribe would build it!"

"Alas, I heard that the tribe over there in Heshan has the blessing of immortals, the wind and rain are smooth, and the grains are abundant, so they will not suffer such a flood as us!

It would be nice if Ken had an immortal to come to our tribe!"

"Think beautifully, we have poor mountains and bad waters here, and there will be immortals there?"

That being said, I actually have some expectations in my heart, but I just know that this hope is too small.

This world is too big, although over the years, there have been immortals descending from time to time to benefit the surrounding tribes.

However, it is still the same sentence, the world is too big, and there are too few immortals!

Relying on these immortals, you can't protect ......

Just thinking of this, I suddenly heard a loud roar, like a frog's song.

It's just that this sound is much louder than that of a frog, deafening, and even dozens of miles away, it shakes the grass hut on the original hill.

"It's Kui, it's Kui...... It's time for the sacrifice!"

Hearing this voice, the whole tribe changed color and trembled.

Kui is a strange beast not far from the original mound, and it is extremely powerful.

Every year, the Yuan tribe has to offer a large number of sacrifices to calm down and not eat people wantonly.

This year, after a few months of catastrophe, the whole tribe is about to starve to death, where are the sacrifices to be offered?

Take 10,000 steps back, even if they want to go to worship, but the flood surrounds them, they will go out!

But at this moment, the dull chirp was getting closer and closer.

In the heavy rain, you can see a huge black shadow like a hill, slowly approaching, almost as high as the original hill.

"Kui, Kui is here!"

"Roaring ......"

In the midst of the roar, circles of rain seemed to be hit by the sound, and circles spread out in circles, shooting in all directions like bullets.

Even though it was still a mile or two away, the original mound had been shaken by the sound, and many of the grass huts that had been soaked in the heavy rain were already crumbling to the ground.

It's just that the power of a roar is like this, which shows how powerful this monster is!

Seeing that the entire tribe was trembling under the obscenity of the beast, suddenly there was a light on the sky, as if the cyan clouds were falling, and the heavy dark clouds around them were squeezed away.

The heavy rain that has not stopped for many days will slowly stop at this moment! I want to talk with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~