After galloping at full speed for seven days, the bald crane finally arrived at the area where the Land of the Fallen God is located.
"The Land of the Fallen God is ahead, and so many sect forces and aristocratic family forces have arrived."
Luo Ling'er pointed to the distance ahead and exclaimed.
Wang Teng looked around and saw the vast and boundless Land of Meteor God in the distance.
At this moment, all kinds of Dharma lights in the vast Land of Meteor God illuminated the entire sky with bright rays of light, almost as bright as the sun.
This is a phenomenon that has appeared in the Land of the Meteor God recently. These phenomena are too bright. Seen from a distance, they are really beautiful and stunning.
In addition, Wang Teng also noticed that the space above the Land of Meteor God was distorted, as if there was an extremely powerful magnetic field, interfering with the air there.
Eyes turn.
Wang Teng then noticed that around the Land of the Fallen God, countless divine rainbows fell from time to time, and they were the monks rushing to the Land of the Fallen God.
Some powerful sects and aristocratic families each occupy a favorable position, waiting for the opportunity to come to the world in the Land of the Fallen God, so that they can fight for it.
"Sure enough, there are a lot of people."
Wang Teng took a look and frowned slightly.
Before he even got close, he could already feel the powerful aura fluctuations emanating from the camps stationed around the Land of the Fallen God.
There are many powerful characters from these sects and aristocratic families who came here. It can be said that there are as many powerful people as a forest.
There are many great saints and supreme saints, and as for true saints, they are even more numerous.
Such a grand occasion and the gathering of so many masters made Wang Teng feel awe-struck.
He has never seen so many masters.
Even in the original wasteland, all the top experts combined could only be counted on one hand.
But at this moment, hundreds of people gathered in this small place of the fallen gods.
There are even more masters in the Great Sage Realm and even the Most Holy Realm.
This made Wang Teng secretly dumbfounded. The Divine Wilderness Continent was indeed filled with powerful people. Just one Eastern Wasteland had gathered so many powerful people because of the phenomenon of the eruption in the Land of Meteor God.
And this is probably not the final number.
There are probably many strong people on their way here. When they arrive, there will probably be even more strong people here.
"There are so many powerful men, even the Holy City has dozens of them. With these people here, if there is really a chance to erupt, we are afraid that we won't even be able to catch a hair!"
When the bald crane saw this, it couldn't help but widen its eyes. It couldn't help but shrink its neck, its flying speed slowed down, and it was a little afraid and didn't dare to move forward.
It has always been timid, and can only overcome its timidity when faced with various treasures.
Now that the opportunity has not appeared and the treasure has not been released, I feel guilty immediately when I see so many big bosses gathered in the Land of the Fallen God.
Luo Ling'er couldn't help but blush when she heard what the bald-headed crane said. What this pheasant said was too vulgar.
"past."
Wang Teng's expression did not change, he suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and gave instructions calmly.
There were indeed many strong people here, which moved him, but they did not make him so scared that he did not dare to go there.
Just like when he was in the wasteland, facing the birth of the Chaos Immortal Palace, his cultivation and strength at that time were equally weak, but there were so many strong men gathered in the Chaos Immortal Palace, and the sect leaders of the major sects blocking the door, casually
If he slaps him, he will die without a burial place.
However, he had never given up his fear at that time. He escaped from death and broke into the Chaos Immortal Palace. He gained many opportunities and his strength greatly increased.
But now, his cultivation is not what it used to be, and his strength is not what it used to be. Moreover, he has overcome many obstacles along the way, and even survived the catastrophe of the wasteland. He is still afraid of the presence of powerful men from these big sects in front of him.
Are you timid?
After hearing Wang Teng's instructions, the bald-headed crane was afraid, but he still rushed over and did not land directly at the front.
Because there were too many experts gathered around, almost all the vantage points in the front were occupied, and the bald-headed crane could not find any good position for a while.
"Um?"
"A group of junior monks dare to come to the Land of the Fallen God to compete for opportunities. Didn't your adults come?"
Just when the bald crane landed, some monks nearby noticed Wang Teng and others and said in surprise.
Around the Land of Meteor God, there are many monks of the younger generation, including even the most outstanding geniuses from various major sects.
But these people are accompanied by strong men from the sect. After all, the Land of the Fallen God itself is extremely dangerous, and now it has gathered countless strong men from sects and aristocratic families. Without the protection of strong men around them, it is very dangerous here.
If you encounter a hostile camp, the other party will most likely take the opportunity to kill you.
Wang Teng and his party came from the Far East, so naturally they had no hostile forces with Dongyuan City.
The only hostile force is the Ghost King Sect.
The monks nearby did not show any ill will towards Wang Teng and his party.
Not only because there is no grudge between the two parties, but more importantly because Wang Teng and his team are all young.
Especially Ye Wuchang, who had just made a breakthrough in cultivation in the past two days and was promoted to the peak of the Golden Core Realm. Because of the breakthrough, he is now silently practicing and consolidating his cultivation, which exposed the aura of his cultivation.
A group of young people.
It seems that his cultivation level is not very high.
There is no threat to them in their struggle for opportunity, and naturally it will not arouse their hostility.
After all, when a few ants appear in front of you, and these ants have never provoked you, will you deliberately target and be hostile to them?
At least under normal circumstances, you wouldn't do that.
"The Land of the Fallen God is not a good place. Which sect are you disciples of? There are no adults around you. It is best to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the opportunity comes to the Land of the Fallen God, chaos will break out. With your cultivation,
If you are affected, you can only lose your life in vain."
A middle-aged woman persuaded Wang Teng and others kindly.
"Thank you for your kind words and advice. We are just casual cultivators here to join in the fun and try our luck."
Seeing the other party's kind words of advice, Wang Teng smiled at her and cupped her hands with a gentle tone.
"laugh……"
"A mere group of casual cultivators dare to come here to join in the fun. Don't you want to live?"
"It's better to leave quickly, this is not the place you should come."
Upon hearing Wang Teng's self-reported identity as a casual cultivator, several young men from other sects couldn't help but sneered, looking at Wang Teng and others with a hint of disdain in their eyes.
Casual cultivators are basically a group of loners, and they are usually people with average talents. They do not have high enough qualifications to join the sect, and they do not get the cultivation and training resources of the sect. Compared with sects and aristocratic families, they are
The disciple is far behind.
Due to insufficient qualifications and lack of resources, there are few capable people among casual cultivators, and most of them are just a ragtag group of people.
Therefore, in the eyes of those big-power disciples, casual cultivators are just inferior goods.