Chapter 1485 Despicable

At this time, Lin Qian stood in front of a lake, silently observing it secretly.

Although to outsiders, the lake in front of him was just plain white water.

But above the entire lake, there are fluctuations in space.

This illusion and blocking technique was very brilliant, far beyond the current level of the Immortal Realm, but in Lin Qian's eyes, it was still very inferior.

It's not that his knowledge of the formation is more powerful than in the past, it's just that because of his advanced strength and being the controller, he can still do this easily.

"Let's go!" Lin Qian greeted Zhao Long beside him, then raised his legs and stepped into the lake in front of him.

When Lin Qian's figure approached the lake in front of him, an invisible force began to emerge.

There was a kind of charm in this power, which rushed into the depths of his soul, trying to lure his thoughts towards the direction outside the lake.

However, how powerful was Lin Qian's soul and the charm of this mere formation could shake his will.

The strength of Zhao Long's soul next to him is also extremely terrifying, so naturally he won't waver in the slightest.

When they were completely close to the lake, violent fluctuations suddenly struck, creating a strong repulsive force.

Not only that, the fluctuations in space also increased layer by layer, wrapping around Lin Qian's body.

This force seemed to push Lin Qian and Zhao Long away from each other by a very small distance.

Just from this point, you can see how tyrannical the people who arranged the formation are, and they actually used spatial movement.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qian's face showed a smile. From this, it can be seen that this is a big fish.

When this violent spatial fluctuation swept towards Lin Qian and Zhao Long, they were instantly separated by the twisted power on their bodies.

The power of the formation that shrouded the lake disappeared without a trace in an instant, but the formation still strangely continued to operate.

If it were a stronger formation, Lin Qian might still have a headache, but this formation in the Immortal Realm couldn't cause him any difficulties at all.

This is Lin Qian's domineering power as the controller now.

Lin Qian led Zhao Long and walked directly into the center of the lake. The strength that originally supported them suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, he and Zhao Long's figures submerged into the lake.

The figures of Lin Qian and Zhao Long were sinking into the middle. The water pressure became more and more powerful, cold, bleak, and entered darkness.

But not long after, light began to gradually emerge from the deep darkness below the lake.

When the flickering light continued to emerge, Lin Qian and Zhao Long's figures also relaxed for a while, appearing in another world.

A small world attached to the upper realm of immortality.

The environment here is also very good, full of greenery, and the soul consciousness spreads around. Lin Qian's eyes instantly turned cold.

In this huge small world, there are many Nether Clan living. In addition to the Four-Eyed Spirit Clan and the Eight-Eyed God Clan that I am familiar with, there are also the Jinshi Clan, Gangxuan Clan, etc. within the Nether Clan.

These races thrive in this small world and are growing in strength.

However, what really made Lin Qian feel angry was that there were many races imprisoned in this small world.

Among these races, there are humans, apes, and good-veined immortals, but there is no tyrant-veined immortal race.

Any fool can figure out why this happens and what the reasons are.

"Let's go!" Lin Qian's tone was full of coldness and murderous intent, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Being able to feel His Majesty's anger, Zhao Long's blood also boiled and he followed closely behind His Majesty.

Feeling His Majesty's emotions, Zhao Long knew that today, a killing spree was about to begin.

When Lin Qian's figure appeared again, he was already in front of a city.

Although it is called a city, it does not have city walls.

At least for these Nether Clan, the existence of city walls is not necessary. After all, this small world is the territory of their Nether Clan. It is impossible for enemies to invade, so why do they need city walls.

As for the many races in this small world, they are just their slaves, so what is there to worry about?

At this moment, what appeared in front of Lin Qian and Zhao Long was a huge continuous building, with many Nether Clan walking back and forth in it.

However, they still hold chains forged from black soul mines in their hands, which are tied to the necks of many races.

People of these races walk on the road with hunched figures, like humble pets.

In fact, in the eyes of these Netherworld tribes, the tribes in the heavens and the world are just their pets and slaves.

Seeing the situation in front of him, the anger in Lin Qian's chest was already about to burst out.

"Well, there seems to be a human race in that direction." Suddenly, the Netherworld race in the city suddenly spoke in great surprise and pointed forward.

At this time, many Nether Clan members on the road turned their heads and looked towards Lin Qian and Zhao Long.

Shocked looks also appeared on their faces.

In this small world, there are actually free-moving human races. How is this possible?

Seeing that the young human being was wearing clothes and exuding aura, it was clear that they were expensive and could not be worn by ordinary slave humans.

On the other side, Zhao Long, who was wearing black dragon silver armor, was also eye-catching. This fully armed posture, in their impression, should not be worn by humans who have the status of slaves and pets.

"How dare you stand here and seek death!" The eyes of the Nether Clan who were watching all showed disgust. They looked at Lin Qian and Zhao Long and spoke with disdain and slandered each other.

In their understanding, humans, a despicable race, should not stand and have no qualifications.

The human race should have a stooped figure, nodding and bending, like a dog.

At this time, one of the Nether Clan suddenly had a long whip in his hand and swung it towards Lin Qian and Zhao Long.

At the same time, he also yelled: "Whose slaves are running out? Let them run around without being chained. If they bump into others, what should we do?"

At the same time, when the Nether Clan shouted, the long whip in his hand roared towards Lin Qian.

Lin Qian's face was cold and motionless, and Zhao Long next to him was already furious.