Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

"Just pretending to be kind." Old Man Fang retorted bluntly, "I heard that your Brahma Palace has produced a genius that is rare once in a thousand years. You should be the ones telling him to be careful."

Old Man Yu laughed heartily: "Don't worry about that. We have already told you that you can get out safely."

"By the way, where is that little genius? Call him out so we can all get to know him."

There were many people standing on the flying boat over there, and everyone was looking at this side curiously, wanting to know who was Zhong Ran.

Old Man Fang also laughed out loud: "Haha, I just didn't tell you, so that you can't sleep because of it. Come on, bite me."

"Lao Fang, why are you becoming more and more like a scoundrel now?"

"Yeah, are you going to bite me?"

Zhong Ran and An Ling in the crowd smiled at each other. They didn't expect that the old man had such a lovely side.

The other women also lowered their heads and smiled secretly, but no one spoke.

Amidst the noise, the flying boat gradually began to descend.

Everyone looked down and could see a large area of ​​heads in the distance ahead. It was simply a sea of ​​people.

"Wow, so many people."

"Senior, how many people can one import and export?"

Elder Fang also looked down and said calmly, "There are at least 100,000 people at each entrance and exit."

Everyone gasped. There were 100,000 people at just one entrance and exit. I heard there were many entrances and exits. How many people would it take to get in?

“How many entrances and exits are there in total?”

"Conservatively speaking, there should be about forty or fifty."

There was more emotion in Mr. Fang's voice: "One hundred thousand people is just for us. In some large places, there can be hundreds of thousands of people."

"That is to say, there are at least millions of geniuses who have entered."

Zhong Ran and others were stunned when they heard this. For them, this number was too huge.

"So, you should know how big the competition is, right?" Old Man Fang looked back at everyone and took in their expressions.

One of the brothers hesitated and said, "No, Master Fang, how big is the secret realm?"

Mr. Fang's face froze, and he said awkwardly, "No one knows how big it is, but it's a world inside, so you can imagine it yourself."

The world can be big or small. The world that Zhong Ran was reborn into before was just a small world.

But there are small worlds within small worlds, and this is only relative.

Fengming Continent can actually only be considered a medium-level world and cannot compare to the advanced world.

But it is just a medium-sized world, just a state, but the land area is very vast and the population is extremely large.

In Lucheng, where Zhong Ran had stayed before, there were millions of cultivators, not to mention the real big cities in the Central Region.

Among the five states in the entire continent, Yuanzhou can only be considered a medium-sized region.

Just as everyone was still in a daze, the flying boat landed.

Old Man Fang jumped down first, and the rest of the geniuses followed suit.

Someone looked over here, but just glanced and turned away.

Everyone followed their predecessors and could no longer squeeze forward.

Zhong Ran thought that they had arrived early, but when they got here, she realized that they might be the latest.

That’s not right. There are still many flying boats in the air preparing to land.

Strangely, everyone was very quiet. After landing, no one spoke much.

Elder Fang sent a message to Zhong Ran: "The entrance and exit ahead are ready to open. It will take about two or three days. Everyone, please stay put."

Zhong Ran looked ahead curiously, but didn't notice any changes.

But slowly, she discovered that there was something wrong with the aura of the space.

There seemed to be an extra pressure in the air, although it was very light, everyone could feel it.

Everyone looked up curiously, wanting to see how things had changed.

However, apart from the pressure in the space, there has been no change for the time being.

As time went by, the pressure in the air became greater and greater, but for the monks who could come here, it was still acceptable.

Even now, there are still monks rushing over. At this time, the pressure in the space is no longer conducive to the flight of the flying boat.

They all landed far away, and then used their body movements to rush over here.

The next day, the color of the sky gradually changed, becoming as gorgeous and colorful as a sunset cloud, which made all the monks marvel.

As time went on, the fiery clouds became heavier, as if they were constantly changing.

Afterwards, the fiery clouds seemed to be falling, and even at night, they still illuminated the sky and earth.

Elder Fang explained to Zhong Ran softly, "When the fire cloud completely falls, it will form a portal, which is the entrance and exit of the Taihuang Secret Realm."

Zhong Ran secretly clicked his tongue. This kind of entrance and exit was really strange.

However, considering the mystery of the Taihuang Secret Realm, such an entrance and exit seems reasonable.

Just as Elder Fang said, the fiery clouds fell lower and lower, and the pressure became greater and greater. Many of the cultivators gathered here needed to circulate their spiritual power to withstand this pressure.

Zhong Ran looked around and saw that even An Ling and the others had already condensed their spiritual energy shields to resist the pressure.

Some also used treasures to resist. A Sheng directly pulled Yun Tianyu to his side and let him lean on him.

When the others saw this, several of their fellow disciples moved closer to Ah Sheng.

Sure enough, after leaning on Ah Sheng, the pressure suddenly eased a lot.

The female monks looked at him with envy, but with so many seniors present, they did not dare to get close to Asheng.

Old Fang turned his head to look at Zhong Ran and found that this girl didn't seem to be under any pressure at all.

He touched her lightly and said, "Girl, don't you feel any pressure at all?"

Zhong Ran was startled, and responded: "Yes, how could there not be? It's just that I can withstand it better."

The corners of Mr. Fang's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Is it just that he has a stronger ability to endure?

If she were stronger, how many geniuses would she have suppressed to death?

He had a feeling that once she came out of the Taihuang Secret Realm, these old guys would not be her match.

"Girl, tell me honestly, what is your current strength?"

Zhong Ran said honestly: "I'm definitely not your opponent."

Mr. Fang's face twitched violently, and considering the pressure at the moment, he seemed a little crazy.

In the end, he didn't say anything else. He felt that if he said anything else at this moment, he would be asking for trouble.

evildoer!

Large patches of fiery clouds seemed to be pressing down from the sky, and it looked like a sea of ​​fire before our eyes.

All the monks were extremely shocked as they watched the vast sea of ​​fire slowly condense and finally turn into the shape of a portal.

"The Great Desolate Secret Realm is about to open. Don't crowd around. It will be open for three days."

"I won't say anything more. I just hope everyone can get out alive."

Everyone responded in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

After waiting for about half a day, the door was finally transformed successfully.

The gate is very tall, as if it stands tall enough to support the sky and earth, and the whole world is that gate.