"In the misty holy realm, it seems real and illusory, it is true and illusory, it forms its own world, has different rules of heaven and earth from the outside world, and the world atmosphere in it is also very different from that of the outside world!"

"People from outside enter the holy realm, who are over 30 years old. Since their lives have been established, they will be rejected after entering the holy realm. At the mildest, they will be seriously injured, and at the severest, they will explode and die."

"If the star soul is lower than the sixth level, it will be difficult to withstand the rules of the holy realm and the star soul will collapse.

If the level of Dou Qi exceeds the peak of Dou King, it will also be suppressed by the rules of the Holy Realm.

That's why the elders set restrictions!”

After listening to the bald old man's story, Zhuo Buqun suddenly realized.

"In the holy realm, you cannot absorb the essence of the stars. If you want to restore the Dou Qi, you can only rely on the pills brought in from outside.

And stay in it for no more than three months, otherwise you will be assimilated by the internal world aura and you will never be able to leave the holy realm again!"

"After entering the holy realm, everyone will rely on their abilities. Whether they obtain treasures, fortunes, or are killed, the Presbyterian Church will not ask about it, so they will be careful."

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed. The words of the bald old man mean that in the holy realm, he could rob others' treasures or even kill people. Even if he was lucky in the holy realm, it was hard to say whether he could have a life.

"As for other dangers, I won't say much about it. Although the Piaomiao Holy Land is full of treasures, it is definitely not a good place.

When the three months expire, the Holy Feather Order in your hands will automatically teleport you out of the Holy Realm."

"The holy realm will be opened in three days. When it is opened, there will be a huge fortune waiting for you. Let's go!"

The bald old man waved his hand, and everyone stood up one after another, walked out of the palace, and boarded a huge flying boat hovering in the air.

The flying boat slowly sped and stopped on the sea outside Wanxing City.

"Wanxing City is built on the back of an extremely huge giant tortoise. The so-called Ethereal Holy Realm is the space inside the giant tortoise's body. At this time, the giant tortoise is sleeping and I don't know where to go in?"

Zhuo Buqun's heart was full of curiosity.

At this time, Feng Xingyang sent a message: "A waste like you is qualified to kill this young master. I really don't know where you got the courage!"

"Xiao Qingchen asked me to save your life, so I will not kill you, but I will step on you and break your fighting spirit!"

Zhuo Buqun responded unceremoniously, with a solemn and murderous tone in his tone.

Feng Xingyang said in a sequel: "I am waiting for you to step on it. At that time, not only will you break your legs, but you will also make life worse than death!"

After a moment, Zhuo Buqun sensed a sharp murderous gaze that fell on him.

Looking up, he saw Ji Wuming looking at him with a sneer.

"Beiming!"

Another person sent a message, and it was the Shen family's child who was tested to have the eighth-grade peak star soul.

This person is named Shen Mang. He was once known as the three geniuses of Wanxing City, together with Han Mu and Feng Xingyang. At this time, he had already become a high-level Dou King and stepped into the ranks of the strong with one foot.

"What advice do you have for Mr. Shen?"

"The Shen family and the Xiao family are family friends. Xiao Qingchen once instructed me that when I enter the holy realm, I will take care of you. Once you enter the holy realm, you will immediately contact me with the star bead. Otherwise, you will lose your life in the holy realm. Don't blame me for breaking my promise to Xiao Qingchen."

"Thank you."

Zhuo Buqun smiled, and then saw Yu Yuzhu beside Shen Mang and smiled again. With Shen Mang by his side, Yu Yuzhu should be safe. No wonder she dared to enter the holy realm with her mid-level Dou Sect's strength.

Then Zhuo Buqun closed his eyes, closed his perception, and calmed down to the state of cultivation.

Not far from Zhuo Buqun, there was a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a dull expression, looking stupid, and his eyes passed by the many trialists on the boat, as if he was looking for something.

"Young Master Shura, you have obtained the Beiming essence and blood from the Aohuang Water Mansion. How could you miss it?

The Piaomiao Holy Realm is your burial place!"

The dull young man smiled foolishly, but there was a sharp murderous intent in his eyes.

Three days pass by in a blink of an eye.

"Everything is ready, the holy realm is about to open, and the tide is about to explode. The turtle spirit energy in the tide has a great benefit to improving the life of the fighter. This is also your fortune.

But you have to do what you can and cannot absorb it, and you will suffer the consequences!"

The bald old man suddenly shouted loudly, awakening everyone.

"What kind of turtle spirit energy?"

"Every time the holy realm is opened, a strange aura will burst out. After the fighter absorbs it, it can make the power of life stronger. I heard that it has the ability to extend life."

"Creation, I didn't expect that there would be such amazing creation before I even entered the holy realm!"

Everyone was talking, and everyone's eyes became hot, staring at the sea intently.

"The turtle spirit's aura?

Something interesting..." Zhuo Buqun was also quite curious.

After a cup of tea, a muffled sound came from the sea, like a muffled thunder sounding in the depths of the sea, but it was more like another sound.

Immediately afterwards, the sea water rolled, and a blue breath poured out of the sea water.

Zhuo Buqun felt a little shocked and was stunned.

The so-called turtle spirit aura turned out to be... the giant turtle, fart! Swhoosh! Everyone rushed out of the flying boat, like a group of extremely hungry wolves, suddenly seeing the delicious, fat and tender meat rushing towards the green aura crazily.

Immediately afterwards, there were scrambles and fights. Fortunately, they were restrained and had not entered the holy realm at this time. It was not worth fighting for the turtle spirit energy.

Among the many trialists, only two remained on the flying boat, one was Zhuo Buqun, and the other was Han Mu.

Seeing everyone snatching each other wildly, Zhuo Buqun laughed in silence.

Han Mu suddenly spoke: "Why don't Beiming's friends compete for the turtle spirit energy?"

Zhuo Buqun asked back: "Why didn't Mr. Han go?"

"With the help of external objects, the heart of the fighter will be damaged, and the turtle spirit energy is a creation and a restraint."

Han Mu's tone was plain, with a free and easy feeling, "Are Bei Ming's friends the same as me, or do they look down on this luck?"

"I don't have the courage to absorb the smelly farts and integrate them into my body."

Zhuo Buqun said with a wry smile.

Han Mu was stunned, and after a moment, he let out a hearty laugh, "Yes, although the turtle spirit energy has a great benefit to the fighter, it is ultimately the fart of the divine turtle. These people are fighting for one fart, which is really funny... Hahaha..." Zhuo Buqun smiled slightly, and there was a blind genius in front of him, which was indeed interesting.

The bald old man and the fighter from the Presbyterian Church were both shocked and angry when they heard the conversation between them.

What was shocked was that Zhuo Buqun actually knew the giant turtle under Wanxing City. What was angry was that most of them had absorbed the stinky farts that Zhuo Buqun said and had gained considerable benefits.

Not long after, many trialists came back one after another. Some were very happy and obviously gained a lot, while others were full of frustration. It was obvious that they did not get much turtle spirit energy.

Feng Xingyang looked at Zhuo Buqun and mocked: "You don't even have the courage to fight for the fortune like the turtle spirit. When you enter the holy realm, do you still have the courage to fight for greater fortune?"

Han Mu couldn't help laughing loudly again, making Feng Xingyang feel puzzled and asked, "Han Mu, why are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, I'm just laughing at me!"

Han Mu said with a smile, and after saying that, he burst into laughter again.

"Everything is ready, it's about to regain the tide. This is the only chance to enter the holy realm. To activate the Holy Feather Order and prepare to enter the holy realm!"

The bald old man shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!