Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 480
Although Yelun Xianyu looked wild, it was only the outer part.

Master the real way to get in, and you'll soon notice the difference.

The chaos of the rules not only makes the environment here more conducive to cultivation, but also helps to hide some real traces of human activities.

Wrapping the little Phantom Firefox around his neck, Meng Xinghe stepped on the boiling hot lake.

Some transparent fish, not afraid of the scorching heat, opened their sharp teeth and bit towards Meng Xinghe's feet.

Meng Xinghe stomped his feet with a special rhythm and frequency.

Then the boiling lake surface began to ripple in circles of quiet water waves.

Quiet and fiery, two opposite scenes, appeared here at the same time.

The volcano in the distance is still erupting.

Billowing dark clouds rose, covering most of the sky.

Lightning circled and roared continuously in the dark clouds rising from the volcano.

Whoa!

A gap opened in the surface of the lake.

What leads to is not the bottom of the lake, but another space.

Here is a space folding entrance.

Once you step in, it's a whole new world.

The bustling metropolis... is completely different from the bustling metropolis in the Qingxiao world.

It looks more like a semi-modern city.

The puppet car driven by the fairy talisman quickly shuttled between the high-rise buildings, and the flickering magic lamp illuminated this bustling city with colorful lights.

Some huge aura projections were displayed on the sky, and some female cultivators in thin clothes showed their beautiful figures in the projections, and then highlighted the products in their hands.

"Automatic rune pen, solves your difficulty in writing 89 kinds of runes."

"Beautiful skin beauty pill, a skin care product that every female cultivator should have, so that you can return to a hundred years old."

"Big, big! Long, long, long! Hard, hard, hard! The stalwart in the east of the city, the magic weapon must be hard enough, big enough and long...!"

The Phantom Firefox surrounded by Meng Xinghe opened its cute eyes wide, looking at everything around it curiously.

All of this, for it alone, is so fresh and interesting.

"The Qingxiao Realm, which takes the ancient route, and the Yelun Immortal Realm connected to it, has embarked on the modern road of cultivating immortals... I have to say, it's a bit strange."

"These cultivators in Yelun Immortal Realm originally came from Qingxiao Realm. They moved to Yelun Immortal Realm during the period of vague history. After that, the population has been continuously replenished over the years. So strictly speaking... Yelun Immortal Realm Practitioners who can only be regarded as inheriting some development models and trends of the original Qingxiao world."

"So, the place in front of me, where the lights are feasting and the city looks like, is the ancient style of architecture and style of the Qingxiao world?" Lin Xi thought wildly in his heart.

Crossing the noisy street, Meng Xinghe was very at ease, even if he faced sideways glances from the surrounding pedestrians, he walked towards his destination without any strangeness.

What he was wearing at this time, to the aborigines of this city, was a strange outfit.

The more disturbed he was, the more conspicuous he became.

Naturally, it will be regarded as a small number of special clothing lovers.

Meng Xinghe's destination was at the end of a bar alley.

Directly in front is a big iron gate, and two big men who have cultivated Buddhist golden bodies, like two golden Buddhas, stand there, rejecting all the poor, the pickets in the city, and some poisons that make illusions. Too much stupidity.

A few ruined rubbish cleaning puppets are randomly piled up on both sides of the road. This is a kind of cover. Usually the picket patrols here, and they will not realize it when they see the piles of rubbish piled up like mountains and smell bad. of rotation.

Under the spiritual lamp of the magic technique that has fallen into disrepair, a monk with the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul stage was being beaten by a group of golden cores. Although the attack was heavy, the Nascent Soul monk did not dare to fight back.The reason seems to be that this Nascent Soul cultivator played too much in the club behind the iron gate, but in the end he had no money to settle the bill.

The big iron rod from the strong man's crafting shop swung down continuously, beating the Nascent Soul cultivator crazily, and soon blood flowed all over the ground.

When Meng Xinghe approached, that Nascent Soul cultivator had already been beaten beyond human form. If it wasn't for his cultivation level, he would be passable, and an ordinary person would have died long ago.

Not far away, a dark-skinned big man was entangled with a hot girl with a pair of horns and a tail, who was obviously of demon blood. They were also fighting hand-to-hand, but the battle was much more intense.The screams that men and women can only make under special conditions are intertwined, reflecting each other with the blood and flesh beside them.

Meng Xinghe still turned a blind eye to it, as if he was already used to it.

The air was full of decay, decadence, decay, stench, etc., but Meng Xinghe felt that this place was a good place.

This place is full of negative energy, and the originally strong souls of the monks have fallen and decayed here.

Take a peek at the leopard!

This special city that existed in Yelun Immortal Realm for an unknown period of time has reached a level of 'despair'.

The prosperity and advancedness on the surface cannot conceal the decay and brokenness in its bones.

The Golden Cores who were beating the Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly stopped and looked at Meng Xinghe happily.

After all, his clothes are still very eye-catching.

Especially, in this rotting alley, even more so.

"Look what you found? A primitive advocate, what? Isn't your slogan, let everything return to nature? Why don't you go back to your cave and meditate? This is not the place for you!" Meng Xinghe shouted.

A monk standing next to the discarded cleaning puppet, who was stuffing the Nascent Soul monk into the garbage bin, kicked a few empty wine bottles away, with a strange smile on his face: "Hey! Boy! You don't want to Come here to preach, or distribute leaflets! You should trouble our Mr. Mayor, maybe he will grant your request and drive you out, the outside is very suitable for you freaks!"

Meng Xinghe waved his hand, a simple illusion.

These Jindan big men all showed greedy expressions on their faces.

In their eyes, Meng Xinghe spilled a large amount of precious banknotes at this time, a special currency circulating in this city.

The strong men quickly left the embarrassed Nascent Soul cultivator, and grabbed the precious banknotes all over the floor.Even the half-crippled Nascent Soul cultivator who had been beaten tried to turn his body over, trying to shoot down two large-denomination 'Immortal Kings'.

"I've said it, I've said that we like to be friends with people like you! Long live nature! Long live barbarism! I like barbarism! Don't ask for foreign things, return to nature! Very good... Laomeng Club Welcome! No matter how old you are, no matter who you are, as long as you have a lot of treasures, we welcome you!" The strong men counted the 'treasures' in their hands, smiling all over their faces.

Two big men in charge of the gate pushed open the metal gate.

All rules and obstacles are not obstacles in front of Baochao.

No one will reject the sponsor!

In this rotten city.

Passing through the gate is a corridor that is only big enough for three people to walk side by side. There are rooms on both sides of the corridor. In the rooms with poor sound insulation, in addition to the exciting music, there are also exciting male and female choruses.

The soprano and the bass were perfectly and anciently coordinated, and the powerful physique of the monk seemed to be vividly displayed in some aspects.

"This is a small private room. You can ask two girls to perform for you alone. Of course, you can also count other services." Leading Meng Xinghe forward was a waiter who was not yet in the foundation stage.

Meng Xinghe took a deep breath.

He was very satisfied with the negative energy scattered around him.

"Let's go to the lobby first! It's more lively there!" Meng Xinghe conjured up a treasure note and handed it out.

Although there are some formations that restrain illusions here, they are not meaningful enough to deal with Meng Xinghe.

But obviously, this 'deviation' is left on purpose.

After all, the boss here... doesn't want to provoke the existence of the ability to surpass the formation and use the means. A small loss of money is really nothing.

The waiter's eyes flashed with joy: "Okay! Your will is the principle of our service, I wish you a happy consumption!"

The corridor is tens of meters long, and then there is a simple and rough steel frame, like a cage-like rune ladder.

Take the flying ladder and sink nearly 100 meters.

Then entered an open basement.

In the basement, the ear-piercing sound waves that almost exploded the head, the flash of spells, the smoke of spells, the pungent smell of wine, the colorful halos, and the exploding aura balls from time to time all made the atmosphere extremely warm.

Responsible for controlling the atmosphere and music, the sexy nun in monotonous clothes took off the last bit of fig leaf on her body, completely exposing her beautiful figure.

So the atmosphere was even higher, and the men and women were here cheering and screaming.

Decaying, depraved, and rotten, Meng Xinghe even found a few monsters who had obviously eaten people in the crowd. They like this kind of occasion the most, this is their hunting ground, and they can easily fill their stomachs here.

In the corner, countless men and women are crowded together, some are just rubbing against each other with ambiguous gestures, while some have already started to act.

In the center, there is a high platform. In the center of the platform, five or six beauties are twisting their delicate bodies, groping each other, exuding a fiery breath.There are also some big iron cages all around.

The big iron cage hangs from the roof like an enlarged birdcage.There are also beauties in the cage, some of them are dancing, some are soothing themselves, and some are dancing the small dragons with thick arms, wearing the young poisonous dragons as clothes.

In the transparent pool, naked beauties and ferocious beasts danced together. This extreme visual stimulation drove the crowd crazy.

"I'm looking for Lao Meng!" Meng Xinghe didn't continue reading.

Although the style of painting does not seem to match the word "xiuxian", it is reasonable to exist.

Meng Xinghe is not a researcher of civilization, let alone an archaeologist. He is not interested in knowing why this pattern evolved here.

Walking up to the bartender, Meng Xinghe handed out the special 'business card' he had received.

(End of this chapter)