In front of the main entrance of Wanling City, two tall giants stood.
This giant has a body like a hill, but its head is not much bigger than a human being, which makes it look a little funny.
But the aura exuded by the two giants was extremely oppressive. The weapon in their hands was just a simple thick wooden stick, but there was a faint brilliance spreading from the cracks in the stick, which was obviously not a mortal thing.
"Woo..."
When the disciples of the Heavenly Palace arrived in front of the city gate, one of the giants gently swept the thick wooden stick across the city gate.
The old people in the Land of Sword Mourning were used to this. An old man stepped forward and greeted the two giants with a few polite words, and at the same time took out the Soul Pill from the Sumeru Ring.
The cost of entering Wanling City is not high, but the total cost of more than a hundred Tiangong disciples is a considerable expense, but this expense is borne by Tiangong.
After paying the soul pill, the giant had no intention of opening the door. Instead, he pointed at Luo Zheng and Feng Ge with a thick wooden stick and said dully: "Those two creatures from the other side can't enter yet!"
Feng Ge and Luo Zheng both frowned slightly.
This giant is not very intelligent. He seems to only know how to distinguish souls and recognizes Luo Zheng and Feng Ge as beings from the other side. Strictly speaking, neither of them belong to the category of beings from the other side.
"Why?" the old man in the Jianwei place asked.
"When the creatures from the other side enter the city, they must pay ten times the soul pill," the giant said.
No one from Tiangong had ever physically come to Wanling City before, and even the old people in the Land of Sword Lament didn't know there was such a rule.
Ten times the soul pills was not a big figure, not to mention the extra soul pills would be compensated, so he paid it without much thought, and even gave an extra 20,000 soul pills, which was regarded as a gift to the two giants themselves.
After receiving the additional soul pills, the two giants finally had smiles on their faces, turned around and pressed their huge palms against the door.
"Squeak...ah..."
The huge door was pushed open by two people.
"The power of this giant is around one thousand two hundred gods..." Luo Zheng thought to himself.
This power is nothing in the mother world, but it is still very powerful in the other side, at least it is difficult for the Yang souls to resist.
However, whether it is the current Luo Zheng or Feng Ge, who is a pure person, they should be able to crush him directly.
But there should be other powerful existences in the Fourteenth Heaven.
The door opened, and what appeared in front of everyone was a straight and wide road that extended to an extremely distant place.
The architectural style in Wanling City is very chaotic. Some buildings are huge and abnormal, while others are very short, indicating that this is indeed a multi-racial mixed city.
From time to time, creatures from the other side pass by on this avenue, and their shapes and appearances are also very different. Although there are many races in the mother world, they are all born from the same round of chaos. At least they are all composed of flesh and blood. However, many creatures from the other side are from the past.
The chaotic civilizations that escaped in, such as the sapphire civilization and the metal civilization, have very different shapes. These creatures from the other side naturally
But even weirder!
"Senior brother, what kind of creature is that?"
Someone asked, pointing to a hemp rope crawling on the ground.
This hemp rope is connected in sections, about the upper and lower sections. It looks like a snake, but there is no snake head and tail, more like a gray hemp rope...
"This is the Qianjie Clan. It's not just one living creature. There are about a thousand Qianjie Clan members connected together on this line," an old man from the Jianwei Land replied.
Hearing this, the Tiangong disciples were also full of curiosity and gathered around this "hemp rope" in large numbers.
But the hemp rope suddenly shook, and the components that formed the hemp rope suddenly spread out and then spliced together to form a strange shape.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the old people in the Jianwei Land suddenly changed. One of them hurriedly stepped forward, laughed with them, and at the same time made a unique sound in his mouth to communicate with the Qianjie tribesmen.
After a while, these Qianjie tribe members dispersed again, forming a hemp rope and crawling slowly on the ground.
"These creatures on the other side will not attack you at will, but you should also pay attention to your words and deeds. If you really annoy them, it will be you who will take the blame," the old man from the Land of Sword Lament warned.
Just now those Qianjie tribesmen were already in attack form. Although each Qianjie tribesman was only the size of a thumb, when thousands of Qianjie tribesmen united together, the explosive power was enough to kill these Yang souls instantly!
"I understand, senior brother..."
Although the disciples of Tiangong were trained a lot, they became much more honest.
After all, these beings on the other side are the same as the Yuanling clan in the eleventh heaven, they are existences they cannot afford to offend.
After sneaking along the avenue for a certain distance, the disciples of Tiangong were led to another small road. However, the surrounding environment seemed more and more remote. An old man from the Land of Sword Mourning pointed in front and said: "Our stronghold of Tiangong is here.
in front of."
There is a low wooden building in the distance, which looks dilapidated and old.
This group of newcomers looked at their surroundings and felt a little disappointed. The power of the Heavenly Palace in the desire world seemed to be far less than that in the lust world.
At least there is a majestic temple in the Heavenly Palace in the fourth heaven. There seems to be nothing in the fourteenth heaven.
Seemingly aware of the disappointment of these newcomers, one of the old men comforted him: "The fourteenth heaven is just a springboard. The real strong men in our heaven are all in higher heavens. If you have talent and perseverance, you can succeed in this level."
The weather won’t last long.”
Luo Zheng was not surprised at all about the situation of Tiangong in the Fourteenth Heaven.
A Yuanling tribe dominates the eleventh heaven and subdues all the superpowers in the mother world. However, the creatures on the other side of the desire world are stronger and more numerous. It is strange that the status of the Yang souls is high...
…
However, the low status of many Yang souls here is still beyond Luo Zheng's imagination.
Before they got close, they saw several creatures from the other shore walking through another path. These creatures from the other shore walked upright on two legs, with heads like insects and arms as sharp as steel cones.
They gathered around the door of the wooden building, and one of the creatures from the other side said in a high-pitched voice: "This is such a heavenly palace, please come quickly!"
There are usually Tiangong disciples staying in the Tiangong stronghold. Several Yang Hun hurriedly walked out. The leader was Fang Wei from the Sword Grief Place.
Fang Wei behaved arrogantly and fiercely when facing Luo Zheng, a group of newly promoted Heavenly Palace disciples in the Hunyuan Realm, but in front of these insect people, he was very polite, "A few big brothers, I don't know why they visited our Taiyuan Palace."
The leading insect man sneered with disdain: "It's a joke that a mere soul dares to claim to be the Heavenly Palace! Without further ado, when will I hand over thirty fingers of soul crystals and thirty pieces of Gang Jade!" Yang Hun
It is very difficult for such a weak existence to have a place in the City of All Souls, as it has to face blackmail from these creatures on the other side at all times.