The fairyland is so big, vast and boundless.

Ordinary immortals and immortals will find it difficult to leave their hometowns throughout their lives. Even if immortals do not practice to the Daluo realm, they will find it difficult to travel across the region.

This is the introduction of the situation in the Immortal Realm in the early years. Wang Hao was half-believing and half-doubted at that time, but now he is completely convinced.

Leaving Huangshan, following the guidance of Baozhuzhu, heading north, flying for three days and three nights, traveling tens of thousands of miles, and still in the endless mountains.

Huangshan seems to be a branch. The area of ​​the entire mountain is indescribable.

The stagnation of the power of the great laws of the Immortal Realm has been weakened by the advancement of the celestial immortals. However, they still cannot move and escape like the lower realm.

Just relying on flying, you can sleep all day and night, at most three or five thousand miles.

Unless you use the secret magic and magical power to escape, your flight speed has reached its maximum now.

The mountains are rolling and magnificent. But the fairy spirit and its thinness are still barren.

Wang Hao had no intention of staying, and he would not bother to search and observe. Given the barrenness of the place he was in, he could find a miniature spiritual vein in Aries Valley, which was considered a great fortune.

Good luck will not be hidden. Therefore, there is no need to search in vain.

"Auspicious position is in the north!"

"It all flew for three days and three nights, and there was no gain!"

Wang Hao turned into a light and flew closely against the mountains and ground. Doing so would not easily expose himself and induce danger.

The celestial immortal is in the fairy realm, but it is only the lowest level!

He always mentions himself. He is not in the lower realm, but in the Nine-level Immortal Realm. If he is not careful and takes a wrong step, he may bring about a disaster.

Be sure to be careful!

Perhaps, only by restoring the cultivation level of the witch path, obtaining opportunities, and advanced to the Heavenly Witch Realm... can you have some self-protection ability until then.

There is also the mountain and sea monument, which is damaged by the backlash of the road and has lost contact with the mountain and sea boundaries.

This is the biggest loss, or the most powerful help.

You should know that there are tens of millions of elite witch sects in the Shanhai Realm, as well as many demon pets such as the Yan clan Feng Ling clan, and the Three-legged Golden Crow.

There is no shortage of resources for cultivation and no shortage of assistance.

If there is a mountain and sea realm, Wang Hao is confident that he can improve his cultivation a lot in the shortest time.

Now...stop saying anything.

Finding resources, seeking opportunities, improving oneself, and restoring mountain and sea monuments. These have become the top priority.

Wang Hao knew he couldn't be impatient, but as long as he remembered his disciples who were missing and the Taoist couple who were suffering from inhuman hardships, he felt like he was in a burning heart.

"I can't even fly out of this mountain area, so how can I find the flawless... to go to the Ice and Fire Purgatory to rescue Yanyan?"

Reality is helpless. It can only be accepted but cannot be changed. Wang Hao gradually calmed down his anxiety and looked up to the sky. It happened to be dawn. A trace of fish belly white appeared in the vast sky, and the light fell after wisps, and the picture was particularly quiet and beautiful.

It's a new day!

He felt a little tired and hungry. He looked down at the mountains and forests below and began to look for hunting targets.

Although this mountain area is barren, there are many birds and beasts. According to the immortal world, they are all the lowest-level monsters.

Or, the native beast of the fairy world.

Hunting one, swallowing its blood, and eating its meat can relieve fatigue and replenish physical strength.

The spiritual consciousness spread out and began to search for the mountains and forests below.

In the lower realm, Wang Hao's spiritual consciousness can instantly cover tens of thousands of miles of area. However, in the Nine-level Heavenly Immortal Realm, bound by the laws of the Great Dao, the spiritual consciousness of the Heavenly Immortal Realm can only spread ten miles in a circle.

Exceeding the limit, the spiritual consciousness collapsed.

Ten miles are ten miles away. The spiritual consciousness is different from the eyes and can effectively search. Even if the prey is hidden in the dark, there is nowhere to hide.

While flying low, he was exploring his spiritual sense.

In just half an hour, Wang Hao finally discovered something. He locked in a group of monsters, but also found a group of people.

The hunter dresses up as a native mortal and fairy people in the fairyland.

call out!

His body disappeared in a blur. In fact, Wang Hao used the secret technique to hide his body and sneaked towards a dense forest not far away.

After arriving, he roared and roared constantly, accompanied by people shouting.

Deep in the dense forest, it seems particularly lively.

As you look closer, you can see a group of hunters, with a group of mastiffs, hunting a huge monster.

There are about ten hunters, each of them is powerful, holding flying claw-like ropes, tangling the whole body of the prey. There are more than ten mastiffs, all of which are monsters, but they are tamed and obeyed the instructions, and they are in groups of three or five, and they are beaten to pieces.

Bite prey.

The prey was a pig. To be precise, it was a pig monster. It was fat and majestic like a hill, with hair all over its body like steel needles, scarlet eyes exuding anger and hatred, and its bulging mouth was opened to reveal its fangs and sharp teeth.

"This guy has strong qi and blood, at least he has the cultivation of the Golden Pill!"

"The weight reached tens of thousands of pounds, but it was subdued by a group of ordinary immortals!"

Wang Hao hid in the dark and was shocked when he saw the picture in front of him.

The natives of the Immortal Realm do not talk about the foundation of their practice, and their physical strength is beyond the ability of mortals in the lower realm. The ancestors are nourished by the spirit of the immortals, and their bloodlines are spiritual in their depths, so there is no need to practice innate divine power.

The gang of immortals in front of them are typical representatives. They do not have the aura of a cultivator, but they can work together to trap a golden elixir-level pig monster with ordinary flying claw ropes.

Not only do you have to hunt them down, but you also need to hunt them down!

"The pig monster has thick skin and meat, and the mastiff cannot be killed!"

"Yu'er, stab it with the dragon-tooth gun!"

The fairy hunted the pig monster. Although the mastiff helped, it could not cause fatal damage. Some fairy shouted, and one of them immediately loosened the rope of the flying claws and pulled out the spear that was inserted into the back. Its movement was as fast as a cheetah.

The sharp locked pig monster's eyes pricked and pricked.

Feeling a fatal threat, the pig monster resisted hard, but was pinned by the mastiff, and the flying claws were tied to the body, unable to break free.

puff!

The tip of the gun directly blinded the pig monster's right eye and went three inches deeper. The owner of the gun wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to penetrate the pig monster's head and strangled it in one fell swoop. However, he was unlucky and the tip of the gun was stuck by the jaw bone and could not go deeper.

The pig monster was severely injured. When he was screaming, he only stared at the gun owner with one eye. His moustaches were raised at the same time, and it actually emitted a strange blood light.

"Not good! It needs to awaken its ability!"

"Yu'er retreat quickly! retreat quickly!"

The voices kept ringing. The immortals were obviously very experienced in hunting. When they saw the pig monsters emitting blood, they immediately realized something was wrong and shouted a warning.

They wanted to escape, but did not release the rope in their hands. Because once they did this, the owner of the gun would be the first to be hit by the pig monster.

Only when the owner with a gun retreats and orders the mastiff to cover them can everyone evacuate safely.

They had a good idea, but in fact, after the pig monster was covered with blood, in just a few breaths, the moustaches on their bodies, which were like steel needles, suddenly broke away and shot towards the gun owner.

Unable to react, the owner of the gun still stayed in his original place. It was too late to wait until the harem-maori thorns shot like arrows to retreat.

Instinctive reaction, close your eyes.

There was no feeling of piercing through his body as I imagined. Only the sound of "puff" kept coming from my ears, and then... there seemed to be someone else around me.

The owner of the gun opened his eyes and saw a man half a head taller than him, wearing an animal leather jacket, with a faint smile on his face, and standing leisurely beside him.

He... was so beautiful!

This was Xiang Feiyu's first reaction. Then he saw that there seemed to be a transparent shield in front of him. The thorns that were shooting towards him were all blocked by the shield and fell to the ground like raindrops.

"It's rare to see the pig monsters that awaken their talented abilities!"

"But even so, a pig is a pig and cannot escape the fate of being slaughtered!"

In Xiang Feiyu's eyes, the man, who was more handsome than the most beautiful girl in his own village, reached out to take out something from his hair, and then threw it out without looking at the pig monster.

A bone spur, thrown out, swelled up in the storm, turning into a spear.

It was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and it penetrated the pig monster's head without any obstacles and killed it on the spot.

Immortal!

At this moment, Xiang Feiyu had already fully understood the true identity of the "good-looking" man in front of him.

The one who takes action is naturally Wang Hao.

When I came to the fairyland, I knew nothing about my area and finally met these indigenous immortals. Naturally, I would not sit idly by and watch the pig monster show its power, but instead took action to save people.

Plant good causes and bear good results.

Next, his image in the eyes of these immortals must be tall and majestic. It should be easy to ask for useful information.

"Thank you for helping me!"

All the immortals came, including the "gun owner", the young man who looked very young but burly, fell to Wang Hao in front of him, thanking him for his life-saving kindness.

"It's not worth mentioning!"
To be continued...