"My mana? I don't have mana?" Chen Ping said in surprise.

As soon as Chen Ping shouted, the great scholars used magic in surprise, but all the magic disappeared.

"Senior brother, why is this?" Chen Ping looked at Liu Zilu in horror.

"It's not that the magic has disappeared, but that this world suppresses our magic power. We haven't experienced such a small world, have we forgotten?" Liu Zilu said in a deep voice.

"Ah? I remembered it! I understand that this is the scope of the Altar of the Hundred Saints and the Immortals who have ascended all ages must have been continuously opened up by the ascended immortals! " said Dashu Wang Long.

"Not bad!" Liu Zilu nodded affirmatively.

Yan Chuan ignored the analysis of the great scholars, but instead looked at the grass around him. Soon, he found some broken grass.

Take a deep breath: "Miss Meng, come with me!"

After saying that, Yan Chuan walked in the direction where the grass broke.

Meng Rongrong looked at Yan Chuan with a complicated expression. Although she was still stubborn in her eyes, she still followed Yan Chuan.

The Sixty Confucians have actually been paying attention to the two of them.

The two of them walked towards the miasma direction, and the sixty scholars stopped talking.

"Senior brother, how can we go now?" Wang Long frowned.

"I will take half of the people to the Haoran righteousness realm, and Wang Long, and take half of them to follow Yan Chuan into the miasma realm!" Liu Zilu said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

Meng Rongrong quickly chased Yan Chuan.

"Why go here?" Meng Rongrong said with a hint of curiosity.

Since the last time I saw Meng Rongrong, Meng Rongrong's attitude has always been very hostile, and now she is finally willing to ask questions.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Look at the grass on the ground!"

Meng Rongrong's expression condensed and she suddenly noticed an abnormality.

"Is that grass broken?" Meng Rongrong's expression moved.

"The grass is broken, which means someone has stepped on it! And the one who came in before us is probably the goddess!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath and said.

After listening to Yan Chuan's explanation, a hint of admiration suddenly flashed in Meng Rongrong's eyes.

But when I thought of following the goddess, Meng Rongrong's face suddenly became darker.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Hmph, the things in this small world are all from my Julu Academy. With me here, no one can take them away!" Meng Rongrong said coldly.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly and did not compete with Meng Rongrong. After all, it was meaningless to compete.

"That group of people are here too?" Yan Chuan unexpectedly looked at the thirty scholars following behind!

"Hmph, a group of annoying guys!" Meng Rongrong looked behind and said coldly.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly, following may not be a bad thing.

Everyone continued to walk deeper, and the more they walked, the more miasma they became.

Fortunately, everyone has entered the Qi Realm and can adjust internal breathing for a period of time.

Everyone walked for a day, crossed several mountains and entered the dense forest.

"Huahuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu..."!"

I vaguely heard a large amount of running water coming from afar.

From a distance, a huge cliff was shrouded by miasma. On the edge of the cliff, a fairy girl in white stood quietly in the wind, looking at the huge cliff in front of her. The sound of rolling water below the cliff was the sound of rolling water.

"I finally got chased!" Yan Chuan said with a smile. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!