Wow! The sound of breaking through the air resounded through the clouds and the two figures were speeding in this bizarre world.

The beast gods around him who had their own division of labor saw Lord Yinglong passing by, put down their work and bowed to salute.

Yang Feng didn't care too much about what these beastly employees were doing. At this moment, his heart was pounding and he was extremely nervous.

I am about to meet those fellow countrymen. I don’t know what identities these people were on the earth before, and how they would view them.

Suddenly, he felt like his boyfriend went to the girl's house to meet his parents, and his heart was in a mess.

As if he could see the tension inside him, Ying Long gently patted his shoulder and smiled to show comfort.

Soon, the two of them arrived in front of a huge castle, with dozens of divine beasts entrenched here, flying dragons and phoenixes dancing, and all in one go.

Seeing Yinglong coming back, he bowed together.

Thousands of servants in the castle also hurried out to greet them, but Ying Long didn't even look at them, but just greeted Yang Feng and said, "Brother, this is my office in the beast path. How about it? I can still see you, right?"

"Senior Yinglong, your office is no less than the castle of Queen Ying. How could I evaluate it?"

"Hahaha...Who makes us gods? Can't we be just like her?"

He laughed to the sky, and a mysterious light flashed in Ying Long's eyes: "But... his industry in the divine world is much more grand than mine."

Um?

His brows trembled, and Yang Feng looked at him strangely: "Is it possible..." "I will know when I go, don't be anxious!"

Ying Long patted his shoulder again, pulled him into the castle together, and then ordered all servants to wait outside and not enter at will.

When Yang Feng walked into the castle hall, he saw that it seemed as big as two football fields, but there was no one there. He couldn't help but wonder: "Senior Yinglong, didn't you say you would take me to meet a fellow villager?

Why are there no one there?"

"You can't see fellow villagers here, as there are many people and eyes, which is really inconvenient."

With a grin, Yinglong pulled Yang Feng's arm and continued walking upstairs: "Come with me!"

Yang Feng followed him all the way. After arriving at a study room, Yinglong closed the door and set up a ban. Then he hit the seal in his hand and pointed to the bookcase. The cabinet suddenly separated from the middle, revealing a pitch-black passage.

Countless stars kept passing through the passage, like meteors.

Yang Feng was confused, so Ying Long smiled slightly, pulled him inward, and stepped on a white carpet in the passage.

Then the carpet carried the two of them like a flying saucer, and with a whoosh, flew forward without a trace.

The bookcase slowly closed and returned to its original state, as if there was nothing in this room.

"Brother, this secret passage is the exclusive passage to our hometown club. In order to hide it, I hid it behind the bookcase."

Shuving through the dark interstellar stars, Ying Long looked at Yang Feng's suspicious face and explained.

Yang Feng looked at him deeply and said in surprise: "Hometown Association?

Is it an organization exclusive to us Earthlings?”

"That's right!"

He nodded with a smile, and a deep look flashed in Ying Long's eyes: "In a foreign land, we earthlings can only gain a foothold in this place when we are united together.

However, not all earthlings who come here are qualified to join the hometown association, but only those who pass the test can enter.

Brother, do you still remember what I said to you in the spiritual world?

Now, you have the qualification.”

Mingran nodded, Yang Feng understood what he meant.

The so-called qualified earthlings are those who are qualified to come to the divine realm and enter the six realms. To put it bluntly, they are useful people.

Those who are eliminated and are not qualified to enter the divine realm are not worthy of being called fellow countrymen.

Alas, as expected, no matter when and where, humans are so realistic! When she sighed in her heart, Yang Feng couldn't help but think of Brother Saint Ancestor. He was so outstanding that he didn't even have the qualifications to be a fellow villager.

I am a third-tier college student. I used to find a job on Earth, but I was really ashamed to be able to come to this high-level fellow country association in the God Realm.

"That..." Thinking of this, Yang Feng suddenly asked again: "After going to the hometown association, can I understand everything here?"

"Yes, then naturally someone will tell you all the truth about this world.

We must unite and be the master of this world, just like when we were on Earth, hahaha!”

Ying Long laughed loudly, but Yang Feng blinked his confused big eyes.

Like on Earth?

When I was on Earth, I couldn't even find a job worth two thousand yuan, let alone a master.

Could it be that these fellow villagers are very awesome when they are on earth?

Could it be a bragging, is it?

Yang Feng stared at him tightly, but when he saw his confident look on his face, he seemed to be saying it was true, and his heart suddenly became pounding.

Who are you going to see later?

Ding! Suddenly, a gentle moan sounded, and the carpet under the two of them stopped moving, and a white door suddenly appeared in front of them.

"We're here, let's go!"

With a slight smile, Yinglong waved his hand gently, the white door slowly opened, and then walked in with Yang Feng.

A white light flashed before Yang Feng's eyes, and all the scenes around him changed.

A group of men in suits and ties were holding wine glasses and chatting and laughing; a group of women in dresses were dancing gracefully, like butterflies among flowers.

Accompanied by the wonderful melody of waltz, everyone here exudes an elegant and noble temperament from the inside out.

It looks like a private dance party for high-ranking seniors! "Hi, Zha Ron, why are you here now?"

At this time, a blond man with a glass of wine walked over enthusiastically.

Yang Feng looked at him strangely, then looked at Ying Long and said, "Catch the root?

What's your nickname?"

"What's the nickname? It means dragon in English.

Originally, in this world, no matter which country we were from before, the language we spoke was useless, and we could communicate freely with each other with consciousness.

But this kid insisted on showing his previous country and made such a strange tone, making me feel like I had a prostate surgery. What root do you catch?"

"Yeah?

All our previous languages ​​are ruined here?

Why didn't I realize it?

I'm still speaking Chinese."

"Yes, you still speak the language of the past, but when you hear it, it can automatically transform into his own native language. This is consciousness communication.

You did not notice any changes in your language, but you were able to communicate with each other.

This is the greatness of this world. We have entered a pure ideology and there will be no barriers like language."

Ying Long explained with a smile that the blonde man had already come to them. After a strange look at Yang Feng, he smiled and said, "Are you a new fellow countryman?"

"Yes, I'll introduce it to you."
Chapter completed!