Qiu Ping was happily rolling around in the swamp. From time to time he dug a piece of spiritual mineral and chewed it in two mouths.
His body has gained weight several times, his digestive ability is no longer there, and too much spiritual energy is accumulated outside his body.
Perhaps, then let’s eliminate the worries of happiness.
The ores inside seemed to be tailor-made for him, without any impurities, and all contained the rich and essence of the two-phase power of gold and water.
No, he was munching on the spiritual minerals and listening to Loach reciting the "Taizai Loach Heart Seal Sutra", and his cultivation level was slowly increasing.
In the blink of an eye, the third [ancestral orifice] had become loose.
Originally, according to his water-milling skills, he would not be able to open a new [ancestral orifice] within a year.
His advancement in strength is extremely astonishing. Just a year ago, he was just a little monster at the lowest level.
"I wonder if there will be anything good inside when the third ancestral orifice opens." Qiu Ping popped his head out of the mud happily and was looking forward to it, but suddenly the whole world seemed to be shaken.
Then an invisible force gathered at the bottom of the swamp, forming a huge circular hole, through which blue waves seemed to be visible.
One after another, figures passed through the potholes and quickly entered this world.
Qiu Ping glanced at it and quickly buried his head in the mud.
He originally thought that the copy would be over happily, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened.
I don't know who those people are.
But who are they? Just looking at their clothes and accessories, it's obvious that the little loach can afford to offend them.
The little loach immediately paddled its fins desperately and headed towards the depths of the swamp.
The nervous little loach didn't notice that the [Liu Tu General Talisman] that his soul was attached to was shaking slightly, and the strokes on it like dragons and snakes were wandering endlessly, vaguely echoing the world here.
However, the golden thread on Qiu Ping's back that was gradually fading suddenly slowed down, and it seemed that it took a long time before it dimmed to an undetectable point.
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Ao Cang emerged from the mud with a livid face, and in the swamp behind him, thousands of geniuses from the same or different forces all looked embarrassed.
They have been well-dressed and well-fed since childhood, and their status has been respected. When did they end up in such a dirty place?
Some women even hid their mouths and vomited, and rushed to use their strength to disperse the mud.
But as soon as each of them used their magic power, they found that most of their strength was dissipated, and only the priesthood they brought with them could exert its power.
They then remembered that although the world of Mirage was the same as the outside world, it had once been a place where immortals lived. The level was too high. With their weak Taoism, they could not leverage the laws here, and naturally they could not use the power there.
Only in the Shinto system, no matter how weak the power of Shinto is, its root essence is extremely high, so that it can operate freely there.
That's why they were asked to prepare one or more pieces of the Wild God Priesthood in advance.
Many people immediately activated their defensive clergy and pushed away the soil around them, while some who were ready to attack their clergy were left dumbfounded in the mud.
Ao Cang had a cold face, and the aura around his body shook slightly, blocking out all the mud. He is a pure-blooded true dragon, and his strength is also very high. His strength is not affected much in this world.
Otherwise, he inexplicably felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the origin of that world, and that it contained the power of Ye Chang that he was disgusted with.
Low, dirty, and incompatible with the nobility of his true dragon bloodline.
He felt that his bloodline was deteriorating even if he felt it a little bit.
"Prince, it's strange. According to the information we got, the entrance to the mirage should be [Wuwei Sea], but why did it turn into a swamp?" Beside him, a ferocious-looking patrol Yaksha held a roll of Kanyu in his legs.
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But I found that the appearance recorded in the drawings was too far from reality.
Originally, the first stage of entering the mirage was [Crossing the Blue Sea], which was about the elegance of immortality. Many immortals like to cross the sea with their own magical powers and compete in their skills.
When Qiu Ping was in Longjun's [Mountain and River Pond] at Yanhu Lake, there was also a race between humans and gods.
But no, if the Wuwei Sea has turned into a swamp, we have to race across it, right?
Can we, even if we don’t race across the river, still have to leave that swamp quickly? Otherwise, what will it be like to stay there all the time?
Ao Cang winked at the patrolling Yaksha on the side, and he understood immediately. A wave immediately rose from the east of his feet, and he carried it towards the swamp.
As soon as his body left the swamp, a heavy binding force pressed against him, causing him to fall heavily into the quagmire.
"Prince, there are still restrictions in the void here. If we want to leave there, we must... we must pass through the quagmire." Yaksha's face showed embarrassment, and he did not dare to look at Ao Cang's gloomy face.
Although this place is no longer a [Wuwei Sea], it still seems to maintain the rules of [Blue Sea Race]. If you cannot fly through the air, you can use various magical powers to swim through the quagmire.
Just like a fairy crossing the sea, what's the point of flying in mid-air?
"Damn it!" Ao Cang angrily threw himself into the mire, but he felt that his legs were dirty and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
There were thousands of people here, making him burrow like a loach in the mud. He really couldn't afford to lose that person.
"Prince, although this place is a bit dirty, there should be many rewards left by immortals during the race. If the rules of the Wuwei Sea race are still maintained here, then those rewards should be there." One left two.
The bearded turtle demon spoke carefully.
The other attendants and officials of the Dragon Palace also looked at Ao Cang.
Now that we are here, we can’t just waste time there. Most of them are not of the dragon genus, and although they are uncomfortable with getting into the mud, they don’t have such a big psychological burden.
No one wants to have trouble with the immortal treasure inside.
The only thing I worry about is that the noble Dragon Prince will lose face.
Ao Cang's expression changed and he looked in the direction of the others. Many of them had already commanded the priesthood and were quickly moving forward in the swamp.
After all, the levels in Mirage are not secrets, and many powerful forces want to seize the opportunity.
If he delays going east any longer, I'm afraid the top spot will fall into their lap.
"torch!"
Ao Cang gritted his teeth and immediately transformed into a real dragon, surrounded by golden light and separated from the mud. His tail swayed slightly, his four claws exerted force, and he swam far away in an instant.
After all, he does not have the body of a real dragon. He is the most noble in the water, and the power contained in his body is far beyond that of ordinary creatures.
In addition, since they could not exert their full strength like him, they were naturally not as fast as him.
"As expected of the real dragon clan, he is much better than us at digging holes." Everyone was lagging behind Ao Cang. When they saw the holes Ao Cang left in the mud, they couldn't help but express envy.
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