The Fully Automatic System in Fantasy

"Hey, this extreme northern land has become like this again. I don't know why, starting from a hundred years ago, this situation has happened every few months in this place."

"Yeah, I heard that there was an immortal who wanted to find out what happened here before, and he brought several great emperors under him into the dark cloud. Unfortunately, he never returned. I think he must have fallen inside."

"You guys are still discussing what happened many years ago. Since this extreme northern land has become like this, I have never seen a living thing come out of it."

A hundred miles away from the edge of the dark cloud, there is a market-like place, where many monks will trade. At this moment, many monks sighed after seeing the changes in the extreme north.

However, at this moment, a figure rushed out of the dark clouds, and behind the figure was a cauldron with a size of 10 feet.

The moment Tang Hao rushed out of the coverage of the extreme cold, Tang Hao felt light all over his body, and his speed suddenly increased several times. The whole person quickly reversed in the air for several weeks before stopping. Fortunately, the dragon pattern behind him was as stable as Mount Tai, otherwise Emperor Shura I am afraid that a few people will have to have a close contact with the ground. After all, their spiritual power recovery speed is far less than that of Tang Hao, and they do not have the tonic like Jiuhai Xianlinglu.

Tang Hao saw the crowds coming and going in the market at a glance, and many of the monks stared at him, as if they had seen some kind of monster.

Since he didn't know the terrain of the North Sea, Tang Hao slowly flew over the market with the very conspicuous spiritual barrier around him: "Do you know how to get to Huihai?"

"From here to the east, two hundred thousand miles.

A monk in a gray robe stammered back, rubbing his eyes as he spoke, as if he couldn't believe that Tang Hao had just rushed out of the dark cloud.

Tang Hao clenched his fists: "Thank you.

Then it erupted at a speed that was several times faster than before, disappearing in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

"I, did I read it wrong, it seems that a cultivator rushed out from the extreme north just now.~""

"No, I saw it too, is there a tripod?"

"How is it possible... Lord Xianzun once asserted that once this place changes, no one can come out."

He didn't hear the discussions in the market, Tang Hao was wandering in the comfort of the smooth operation of spiritual power at the moment.

It has been a long time since he used his spiritual power so recklessly. Even in battle, most of his spiritual power was used for the consumption of spells. It was the first time for Tang Hao to fly at full speed now.

A hundred-zhang-wide golden long rainbow pierced through the sky, and when many monks on the ground saw it for the first time and then wanted to see who was in the golden light, Tang Hao had already disappeared from their field of vision.

Such a "crazy" move naturally attracted the attention of many immortals. Their spiritual senses just touched Tang Hao, as if they were touching hot magma.

It can be seen how fast Tang Hao is currently, and even the spiritual barrier starts to burn under the friction of the void.

200,000 miles, the Great Emperor cultivator travels a full two months, even the Xianjun cultivator needs half a month.

With Tang Hao's full speed burst, it only took less than two hours.

Huihaijing is located in the eastern part of the North Sea.

It is rumored that this place was where the Nine Seas Emperor Venerable sealed the Frozen Immortal Race, but as time passed, I don't know how many cultivators set foot here, trying to find a trace of the Emperor Venerable, but they were all unsuccessful.

Even Immortal Venerable Immortal has not been far away, and finally sighed, rumors are rumors after all.

It is precisely because of this sentence that Huihaijing, which is not fertile, has lost a lot of popularity.

This is also the reason why Immortal Venerable Xiaochen discouraged Tang Hao before. This place can't really be called a land of a certain kind. Except for the abundance of low-level spiritual fluids, there is almost no oil or water to fish for.

The Immortal Monarch's Mansion, located in the center of Huihai Realm, is also in a state of dilapidation, and no one has lived there for many years.

"I don't know which lord is here, the old Mu Chen, who came to pay his respects.

In the dilapidated palace, an old man in ragged clothes walked out. Before seeing Tang Hao, he knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times respectfully and did not dare to get up, as if he was waiting for Tang Hao's order.

Tang Hao frowned slightly and looked at the palace and the old man below. He didn't think the place was too dilapidated, but the old man... As a caretaker, he was only the Emperor Zhun, and his appearance was so unbearable.

These are all things that Immortal Venerable Xiaochen has never mentioned. Although this place is small, it is still a realm. Even the barren wasteland in the South China Sea seems to be a few grades stronger than it.

"Get up, my Lord Haotian, I have been ordered to come here."

Gently placing the dragon-patterned tripod on the ground, Aoki and a few others climbed out, only Shura supported Du Junyu with his spiritual power.

Hearing Tang Hao's name, Mu Chen trembled all over, and when he raised his head, he was already in tears: `Two hundred years! Lord Xianzun finally sent you here!""

No matter in the previous life or now, Tang Hao hated the old man crying the most.

Seeing Mu Chen like this, he hurried over to help him up: "Don't cry, old man, why did you say that?"

"My lord, I don't know, this Huihai Realm has been unmanned for two hundred years, and the cultivators are even more gone, leaving only the old and the young. This place has turned into a wasteland."

Mu Chen seemed to mention something sad, and he cried even more.

Emperor Shura, who had recovered more than half, stepped forward and looked at Mu Chen curiously: "How can you be the quasi-emperor? Isn't there a monk with a higher level of cultivation here?"

Although Shura's words were harsh, they were also what Tang Hao wanted to ask.

In any case, the Huihai Realm is also a part of the North Sea, so why not even a great emperor, and only rely on a quasi-emperor to maintain its appearance.

Mu Chen nodded tremblingly, with tears in his old eyes: "Senior made fun of me, I was originally a cultivator of the Great Emperor, but...

Seeing Mu Chen's reluctance to say anything, Tang Hao immediately said, "I think you are in the early stage of the quasi-emperor stage, and your spiritual power is showing signs of dissipating from time to time. If you continue at your speed, it won't take long, and the quasi-emperor stage will not be guaranteed. already."

"What the lord taught is that the old man was originally a late emperor. Since the immortal lord came here and asserted that there is no emperor's aura here, many monks have lost interest, and even many local monks have fled here. Leaving a group of children, these children are not high-level, and in this barren land, there is no supplement other than low-level spiritual liquid

The old man had to nourish a piece of land from his scattered cultivation base to protect these children from dying in this chaotic world, but my cultivation base was really unbearable.

Hearing Mu Chen's words, Tang Hao's heart twitched, he didn't expect that in this immortal world, there is still such a person of great love! Ming.