The Seventh Realm Heaven, the Qiulan Realm.

In the past, the five major cultivation kingdoms were Northern Qin, Zhongyun, Dongqing, Xiqing, and Southern Chu.

With the fall of Zhongyun, now only the four kingdoms remain, and after Southern Chu annexed Zhongyun, it was not called Southern Chu, but renamed 'Great Chu'.

The rest of the Northern Qin and the East and West Erqing also did not dare to have any objections, although they did not formally submit to the table, but gradually they already had the temperament of a subject country of Great Chu.

And yet at the moment...

No matter what country it is, it is trembling at this moment.

Northern Qin, East and West Erqing, the monks of these two countries are okay, they saw a large number of demons falling from the sky, but these demons did not enter their borders, all of them entered the Chu country.

This is a spiritual disaster for the monks of Chu State, all of them are trembling, this day... The domineering magnates on weekdays don't even dare to take a step at the door, they don't dare to gasp, and they all shrank their heads and behave.

In the Great Chu Palace, there is a grand welcoming procession, and at the palace gate, Chu Tang, the prince of Great Chu, personally went out of the palace to greet his sister and greet... Chu Wanqiu.

In the Wangtian Tower in the palace, Qin Feng stood here, and behind him, he came to the sealing of the Qiulan Realm.

"Holy Venerable, everyone has been brought back. ”

The people Qin Feng asked Feng You to bring in before were Nangong Fan and Zuo Yingjie who were left behind in the Yunshui Realm, after all, the Yunshui Realm, as the tenth Immortal Guard Realm, was too close to the Immortal Realm.

Now that the identity has been thoroughly clarified, it is extremely dangerous to let these people stay in the Yunshui Realm again.

"Hmm. ”

Qin Feng nodded, then turned around and walked into the top pavilion of the Wangtian Tower.

He will wait in this sky-looking tower, waiting for the eighteen demon emperors to gather in the Qiulan realm!

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The Nineteenth Heaven.

A purple-black rainbow, seemingly plain, galloped between this realm, and at this moment, this rainbow stopped.

Changhong dispersed, and it was a man in black wearing a hat.

The face hidden under the veil of fog, covered with sword marks, is... Qin Feng's second body, the body of the Nightmare.

Qin Feng raised his eyes slightly and looked ahead, in the place ahead, there were hundreds of thousands of monks, who were surrounding a turbulent and tumbling interface, making moves and applying various formations at the same time.

And at the top of this interface, there is a one-eyed monk, and the aura emitted is a holy one, and he is looking down with a smug face at the moment.

He opened his mouth lightly, and his voice was filled with cultivation, which reached the ears of these hundreds of thousands of monks.

"Hold on to this seat, as long as there is a stick of incense, this three-legged fire crow will definitely not be able to hold on. ”

On the side of this monk, there was an old man with a flattering look on his face, smiling and patting his ass, "Throne, if you take this three-legged fire golden crow again, it will be the ninth desolate beast we have won, if this hand is sold..."

Before the rest of the sentence was finished, the one-eyed dragon was already laughing.

"This seat has long said that sooner or later, this Immortal Dao Buddha will have to fall out one day, and when the fall out, there is no time to take care of these sealed demons, at this time, that is, the moment of my Hongjing's achievement, even if these strange beasts are not sold, they are used to refine medicinal materials, and it is enough to greatly improve the strength of this seat!"

"Your Majesty!"

Behind the one-eyed dragon, a large group of monks bowed down and worshipped, all patting their ass.

Rumble!

And at this time, the interface below... Crash to pieces!

A huge three-legged fire golden crow with a head of thousands of feet appeared, and the feathers all over its body were burning with raging red fire, and those eyes showed monstrous anger.

The sound of rage echoed throughout the realm.

However...

These hundreds of thousands of monks have created a huge ice-blue net, which is... Constantly consuming the flames emitted by the three-legged fire golden crow, and at the same time shrinking wildly, when this ice blue net completely contracted, that is, when the golden crow was captured.

This scene completely fell into Qin Feng's eyes.

Qin Feng was not interested in the identities of these people, but with a little thought, he could know what kind of existence these people were, if he compared a boundary heaven to a vast ocean.

Then this realm and another realm are islands in this vast ocean.

There are pirates in the ocean, and there are naturally similar beings in this realm, and they are called realm bandits, and these people do a very simple job, gather crowds to make trouble, and rob the monks who go back and forth in this realm.

However, these realm thieves don't dare to run rampant, under the management of the Heavenly Mansion of their respective realms, at most they are doing a little bit of trouble, such as the one in front of them...

Extremely rare!

You must know that the Mansion Monarch of the First Realm Heaven, except for the first to fourth Realm Heavens, the other thirty-two Realm Heaven Mansion Monarchs are all quasi-saint peaks, and the leader of this realm thief is the most holy cultivator, and he must be the ancestor of the realm thief.

Originally, Qin Feng could ignore it.

These people are in turmoil in all worlds, chaotic in the immortal court, robbing monks and traders who come and go, these dealers are not good things, the resources they loot are all forcible and plundered, and they deserve to be robbed.

But... They are not robbing the monks now, but capturing the sealed demons!

This three-legged fire golden crow, Qin Feng had a little impression from Sun Wukong's memory, it should be a Wing Clan Demon King in the Twelfth Realm Heaven.

Since he is the Demon King, he belongs to the Demon Clan, and Qin Feng, as the Holy Venerable of the Demon Clan, is naturally impossible to watch his subordinates being caught like playthings!

Just right...

The hat on Qin Feng's head shook slightly, and his dark purple pupils revealed a trace of murderous intent. Qin Feng also wanted to give it a try, what a realm it had reached.

These days, tens of millions of interfaces have been drained, and the realm power absorbed is like a vast ocean, making it difficult for Qin Feng himself to estimate how much this nightmare body has changed.

He could just feel... Strong, very strong, very strong!

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Collect the net!"

"This three-legged fire golden crow can't bear it!"

"The throne has a fate, take this three-legged fire golden crow, everyone has a big prize!"

“............”

These hundreds of thousands of realm thief cultivators are all very excited, and they can become realm thieves, more or less they are all guilty, these people act ruthlessly, and they only value one benefit.

As soon as I heard that there was a reward, I all worked hard!

The three-legged fire golden crow trapped in the center by the ice blue giant net had anger and unwillingness in his eyes, but there was no other way.

Although it has the powerful demonic power of the quasi-saint peak, it can't withstand the suppression of hundreds of thousands of monks, not to mention that in the sky, a supreme saint-level coercion is always bound to his body, making his struggle power drop by seven or eight percent.

The wailing reverberates through this realm.

The huge figure of the three-legged fire golden crow began to rapidly shrink under the constraints of the ice blue giant net.

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