Chapter 495: Your Secret Realm, I Have the Final Say, Although the Method Is Old,

Chapter 495 I have the final say on your secret realm. Although the method is old, it just works.

The black energy soaring into the sky penetrated dozens of areas above and below, and such a big movement naturally caused vibrations in all directions.

Can any of the monks who come to Lingze Ancient Land be good people?

In the words of Master Shen, they all carried human lives on their bodies. According to the rule of killing for life, no one was wronged even if they were killed. Of course, he was the same.

One by one, they all came here to look for opportunities, and each one was like a shark that smelled the smell of blood, rushing towards Xuanyuan in a swarm.

Not only did he come by himself, but he also called friends, brought his family, and even invited monks who were far away in other places in Lingze Ancient Land and had not noticed any movement to come with him.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

In a suspended mess, silver light flashed, and after a sonorous buzzing explosion, Gong Jingzhi rushed out from the space barrier that enveloped her, but the four Huang Youdao people she had been chasing disappeared.

"who!"

A pair of beautiful eyes with evil eyes, if it were not blocked by this sudden space, these four people would not be able to escape at all. Someone must be helping them.

"Master, this space is created by humans, and these four people have helpers."

The hostas turned into swimming dragons and surrounded the surroundings, ruthlessly dividing the previous space fragments into ruins.

Gong Jingzhi's expression was also gloomy and uncertain. She thought that coming down from the Haotian realm was a matter of little effort, but she didn't expect that a few young people in the late stage of practicing Xu dared to defy her.

"Master, quickly check those four token fragments."

Gong Jingzhi had already started inspecting it without the hosta weapon spirit opening her mouth.

"This is wrong, how can it be scrap metal!"

"These four guys cheated on you!"

Gong Jingzhi examined the fragments in her hand one by one. She recalled the previous scene. These four fragments had never left her perception since they caused the abnormal movement, and finally fell into her hands. During this period, she was confident that they had not been swapped. .

"Master, be careful of fraud. The monks in the lower world are really rude."

After putting away the fragments, Gong Jingzhi turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the entrance of the secret realm.

…

The black pupil-shaped eyeballs suspended in mid-air, each rune was restrained, but instead a piece of decaying and desolate black energy surged out, forming a sea of ​​black energy that spanned hundreds of miles.

At this moment, several nearby monks were attracted.

"Everyone, for the safety of all fellow Taoists, I can no longer care about my own safety. I will explore the way for everyone first."

A man as strong as a tower, with a shiny black light all over his body, and the mountains shaking when he stepped, he looked like a man with a strong physique.

"Santa, you want to eat shit!"

Someone scoffed.

The opportunity has just appeared, and who doesn't want to seize the opportunity? Otherwise, when the old guys of Lianxu Perfection wandering around Lingze Ancient Land come, they may not even be able to drink a sip of soup.

According to incomplete statistics, there are at least ten monks of Lianxu Dzogchen who are wandering around Lingze, and these are just the active members.

There are more wilting old yins than guys. They pretend to be little white rabbits in the middle or early stage of spiritual cultivation, and they are yining people everywhere. The polite and pure atmosphere of the world of immortality is ruined by them.

Many people in the Juntian Realm who are approaching the twilight years of refining the void will choose to come to Lingze to try their best. What if they are the lucky cultivators who get the spiritual objects to protect them?

Guys who only have a few days to live have very bold dreams.

"Boohoo!"

At this time, a thin shadow like a stick stepped on a spiritual sword and rushed directly towards the black ball from a distance.

"Buzz!"

The sword energy rushed into the black mist. Before it could reach the black ball, countless spiritual prisons exploded in an instant. The energy that bounced off melted the sword energy, knocking fellow Daoist Ma Gan out and rolling in the air. Then he smashed into a pool of water in the distance.

Puff puff puff!

In addition, several other figures were also rebounded by the spirit ban, and were blown away one by one.

A monk who did not believe in evil used his own strength to rush towards the black ball again. He used an armor-like body protection technique and rushed towards the black ball again.

‘Crackling’ In an instant, a long, hazy river rushed out of the round black ball. The rushing water directly passed through the protective armor and rushed into the monk’s body.

"ah!"

Screams immediately sounded, and all the magic power in the monk's body collapsed, as if someone had strangled his neck. A feeling of suffocation emerged. His whole body was washed to pieces by the long river, and his body immediately broke into several pieces. All the energy and blood in his body was sucked out of him in just one breath.

'Ouch...'

At this scene, the monks who were so frightened that they wanted to rush forward retracted their little feet one by one.

He has set an example as a pioneer for everyone, so remember him.

"The secret realm shouldn't have been opened yet!"

There was a monk who was conscious of his knowledge. After looking at it, he shook his head and spoke. The monk's beard drooped down to his abdomen. His face was full of wrinkles, and he looked like an old man. He was holding a cane in each hand.

"Senior, why don't you find a quiet place to spend your remaining years?"

Not all the monks who hang out in the ancient land of Lingze know each other, and some of them are in vain. Everyone is proficient in the art of changing vests, and even disguise is childish.

Due to the brutal fighting and numerous enemies, many monks have improved their skills in disguise. Various secret techniques have emerged in endlessly, and changing appearance and breath have become basic means.

"Ahem... The key to cultivating immortality is to keep moving forward. I still have three hundred years until my end. If I want to work hard again, I will die on the road to cultivating immortality."

At this time, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the breath surged like an ocean, which suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Gong Jingzhi, who had returned, could not help but frown slightly when she saw a dozen figures appearing outside the black ball.

"What a mellow woman..."

On a hanging hill, a slightly petite demon cultivator wearing a black robe looked at Gong Jingzhi coming from a distance, feeling as if there were insects crawling in his heart.

But he's not stupid either. He can't afford to offend someone with such an aura.

"court death!"

Across hundreds of miles of void, Gong Jingzhi, who was already angry, suddenly caught the eyes of the short monk on the top of the mountain. The hosta chirped, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed hundreds of miles of void and landed on the top of the mountain. .

She had seen this disgusting look too many times.

There was a scream on the top of the mountain, and the short monk was directly hit by the hosta. Drops of black water as thick as a mountain were rolled out of the hosta, and the cultivator was immediately crushed into a ball of blood mist.

ah……

The sudden change scared all the monks present and lowered their eyebrows.

The little monk just now was in the middle stage of Void Refining, and he turned into blood mist without even turning over a wave.

Gong Jingzhi came up from the sky, her eyebrows raised, her eyes filled with evil. Wherever she looked, the monks everywhere lowered their heads, as if they couldn't see me, couldn't see me.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, the monks present suddenly trembled.

"Ah, Lingmu Immortal Palace!"

After a few breaths, a monk quietly raised his eyes and suddenly discovered that the female cultivator in black dress suddenly had a spirit tree mark on her body. Looking at the fairy world, who dares to pretend to be a monk from the spirit wood fairy palace?

A purple light flashed in the black ball spiritual prison. After sealing the spiritual prison, Shen Lian directly occupied the magpie nest and moved into the entrance spiritual prison. He did not expect that only a dozen or so people would cause such a wonderful drama.

Let me tell you, this girl is so beautiful and beautiful.

The four fragments of the cover have now fallen into the hands of the elder of the Immortal Palace. As for the four monks Huang Youdao, Wangshu, You Shifang, and Xiaotongzi...

Shen Lian sent them away for the time being.

The passage to the secret realm has been occupied by him, and the four authentic disciples of the secret realm, Huang Youdao, are of no use anymore. Let's return to the land of Huai River for the time being.

There is no way, Shen Lian is afraid, it is better to run farther away, distance can create a sense of security.

Huai River is far from Lingze, separated by mountains, rivers, and endless seas of stars. It would take fifty or sixty years to go through the wormhole and transfer to the flying boat. I don’t believe that the old guy in the secret realm can still connect the four directions across such a long distance. Personal summons back.

No matter what you think, I am beyond the scope of your thoughts.

If Huang Youdao and the others could still be sensed from such a long distance, Shen Lian would admit defeat and explode the clones without saying a word. He would run away. From now on, Lingze would be his forbidden land until the Mahayana period.

Looking out through the black air, the scene outside is very interesting. One of the palace elders suppressed the remaining monks, and they were too honest to look around.

Gong Jingzhi successively offered hostas to cut through the black air, but was blocked by the flickering Changhe Spiritual Forbidden City.

Shen Lian also sensed that the woman quietly took out the fragment in the cuff. In order to match this round and eye-catching beautiful woman, he specially adjusted the spiritual restraint to flicker.

Long rivers flowed out of the black ball, and flowers on the other side of the river bloomed along both sides of the river.

"Master, it's useful."

The spirit of the hosta made an excited exclamation, which manifested itself in Gong Jingzhi's spiritual perception. Gong Jingzhi held the fragment in the sleeve of her long skirt and quietly observed the changes in the spirit.

"Master, try it quickly. While there are not many monks coming now, hurry up and enter the secret realm."

The next moment, the hosta turned into a three-foot size, creating a spherical shield of light. Gong Jingzhi released a ray of sword energy and cut through a piece of black mist, and rushed towards the black ball again.

This scene caused everyone who had just lowered their eyebrows to suddenly become excited. Each one of them was surging with mana, preparing to follow the big boss's footsteps into the secret realm.

However, the moment Gong Jingzhi rushed into the black mist, surging mist surged from the suspended black ball, and streams of rotten and lifeless air surged out, blasting the girl directly away.

Seeing this, everyone who was gearing up began to frown once again.

"Master, it seems it's not time to open the entrance to the secret realm yet."

After being pushed out by the black energy, water mist evaporated from Gong Jingzhi's body, sucking away the black energy that corroded her mana and vitality. She had no choice but to wait.

The four fragments were not fake. Could it be that those four guys were really scared, or were they hiding in the dark and trying to fish in troubled waters?

At this thought, murderous intent lingered in Gong Jingzhi's heart again. Several monks from Juntian still wanted to plot against him. Damn it.

Boom!

At this time, there was a roaring sound in the distance, and a thick and vast earth-colored air flow pushed across like a mountain.

"Where is the opportunity!"

The roar was like thunder, spanning thousands of miles, and a mountain-like figure could be seen in the earth-colored air current, as if a strong man with eight arms was stepping forward, and the wind howling between his breaths was like thunder.

"Wanxiang Mountain!"

…

"How come I forgot you?"

Seeing the monks rushing towards him with a monstrous momentum, Shen Lian also realized how he had forgotten his other home.

There is someone coming to Wanxiangshan’s house.

Lingze is the place where the most likely spiritual objects to be protected by disasters appear. How could Wanxiang Mountain not send a cultivator to take charge?

Here, Wanxiang Mountain directly set up a branch hall for external affairs, with the elder of Neishan serving as the hall master.

Hey, it was the guy with eight arms carrying a big iron hammer in front of him, the sixth-level perfect body cultivator, the elder of Neishan, Wang Yuanba, nicknamed the Eight-Armed Hammer.

When the hammer came, the cultivators from all directions changed color.

The eight arms that this cultivator grew out of were actually the magical power of the Eight-Armed Xuantian Hand derived from the physical cultivation.

"Haha... It's really a chance!"

Wang Yuanba came with a big hammer, and his eyes were directly locked on the black ball. As for the figures of other cultivators outside the black ball... I didn't see them.

"Send me some people, this place belongs to Wanxiang Mountain!"

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators present turned black.

You, Wanxiang Mountain, are too domineering.

But Wang Yuanba didn't even look at the cultivators present, and he carried the hammer and blasted towards the direction of the black ball.

The huge hammer head was like a mountain, forming eight hammer shadows in the air, smashing down continuously. The terrifying pressure directly exploded the black gas outside the black ball, but a long river-shaped spiritual ban appeared on the black ball, which suddenly held the falling hammer head in the air.

The long river was gurgling, and the endless energy came in waves. After a few breaths, Wang Yuanba was directly flipped out and smashed into the void on the side.

"What a powerful spiritual ban, haha... I declare that for the safety of all Taoist friends, I, Wanxiangshan, can only ignore my own safety."

After a carp stand up, Wang Yuanba's eyes swept around.

"To stop Wanxiang Mountain from obtaining the original spiritual objects is to stop the birth of the second generation of Hedao in Wanxiang Mountain. To stop the birth of the second generation of Hedao in Wanxiang Mountain is to want to destroy the entire family of Wanxiang Mountain."

"The hatred of exterminating the family is irreconcilable!"

"This elder is here, come on, see if I can hammer you."

"Hmph!"

The faint voice swept around, melting Wang Yuanba's breath into nothingness.

Wang Yuanba threw the hammer and clasped his fists like a gorilla, "So you are a fairy palace cultivator. I also know the fairy palace envoys in Juntian. I have never seen a fairy as beautiful as you, and she is unparalleled."

For a moment, everyone was a little stunned. What did they hear?

The big black monkey of Wanxiang Mountain actually said two beautiful words.

You said the hatred of exterminating the family is irreconcilable, and then you kneel down to lick the fairy palace. You really deserve to die.

"Don't blame me, fairy. I just said that I was talking about them. Fairy, if you want to enter the secret realm, you can."

"How can we, Wanxiang Mountain, have a grudge against the Immortal Palace? We, Wanxiang Mountain, are determined to learn the way of cultivating immortals from the Immortal Palace."

At this moment, Wang Yuanba turned around and kicked the disciple who followed him, muttering softly, "Quickly summon all the fellow disciples nearby, and send a message to the elders of the sect, saying that Wanxiang Mountain has encountered a genocide again."

"Elder, is it really that serious?"

The disciples who followed him were like a smaller version of Wang Yuanba. Over the years, the genocide of Wanxiang Mountain has erupted more than 3,000 times according to incomplete statistics.

But every time there was no big gain.

"Stupid, do as this elder says, you know nothing."

Wang Yuanba's eyes were fixed on the suspended black ball. He knew with one strike that an ordinary great perfection of Lianxu could be directly smashed into a blood mist under his eight hammers magical power.

But just now he even used the Eight Hammers Technique, and was still knocked out by the Spiritual Ban.

This shows that the pressure of the entrance spiritual ban is extremely strong, and it is not something that a second- or third-rate Lianxu Perfection can break. The spiritual ban at the entrance is so strong, there may be some treasures inside.

Wanxiangshan has been looking for the spiritual objects of protection for too long. No matter whether there are any in this secret realm, everything should be done as if there are.

At worst, it will be disappointed again. Has Wanxiangshan been disappointed many times over the years?

This time is not bad.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuanba glanced at the fairy palace woman in the distance. This woman does not look like a good person. Most likely she is not a cultivator from Juntian Realm. A cultivator who may come from Haotian Realm came down to guard this secret realm.

What is in the secret realm that can make a cultivator from Haotian Realm come down personally?

The possibility of a spiritual object of protection has increased by three points.

In short, he felt that the fairy palace cultivators would not shoot without reason.

There are many people here. Once they enter the secret realm, the fairy palace elders will die if they want to rob the spiritual objects.

Wang Yuanba grabbed his iron hammer, and the burning breath was transmitted to his palm. How could a soft and tender woman feel this hard iron hammer? I wonder if she can still scream after eight hammers.

…

"Master, this guy is so strong and speaks well."

In the jade hairpin, a girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old flashed big eyes, but she quickly reacted.

"Master, be careful of this strong guy. Your last Taoist companion was similar to this one, strong as an ox, small as a stick, and full of bad tricks."

"However, I think they dare not offend our Lingmu Fairy Palace. You just need to be careful of them in the secret realm. They still want to get spiritual objects without tokens. Dream on."

…

As time goes by, more and more cultivators gather in Xuanyuan Chaos Land.

It is said that Lingze Ancient Land is the place where the most likely spiritual objects of the disaster will appear in Juntian Realm. That's what they say, but where has the spiritual object of the disaster appeared in such a long time?

These old guys just wanted to die unwillingly, so they came to Lingze to try their luck, hoping for an opportunity that was almost impossible to come.

However, since the hammers of Wanxiang Mountain have moved, some old guys have been attracted.

They are not sure that there are spiritual objects that can protect the calamity, but the appearance of the monks of Wanxiang Mountain can add some confidence.

In short, the monks of Wanxiang Mountain have come, so we will come too.

In various places in Xuanyuan Land, figures are either sneaky or ganging up, occupying the hills in various directions, looking at the black ball suspended in the air.

It's not that there are no monks who want to take shortcuts. Since the movement comes from dozens of areas below, try to look for it below.

But after some investigation, it was found that the black airflow penetrated more than a dozen areas, but the holes penetrated were covered by dense black runes, and the source was the suspended black ball.

Runes flashed on the surface of the black ball, and the mist rolled, constantly forming a situation where energy collapsed into it, which was obviously the entrance.

One after another, cultivators tried, but were overturned by the spiritual restrictions released by the black gas.

One day, a flying boat came from the sky, and the three-character flag of "Wanxiang Mountain" on the flying boat fluttered, which made the cultivators gathered around look very unhappy.

There were already seven treasure ships and flying boats of various sizes arriving in front of Wanxiang Mountain, and there were more than 30 disciples in the sect who had reached the level of refining emptiness.

One boat after another, are you guys at Wanxiang Mountain not done yet?

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The flying boat landed in front of the eight-armed hammer, and a monk with a curly beard and a high crown floated out of it.

"The second-ranked elder of the inner sect of Wanxiang Mountain, Yuan Tianli!"

Seeing that another cultivator of refining emptiness had jumped out of Wanxiang Mountain, the eyes of the cultivators present collided in the void.

Wanxiang Mountain is a troublemaker. All the secret realms in Juntian Realm that have come to the table will not be involved by this family.

The dignified holy land is more shameless than the gangs. They don't even care about their skin and compete with small families for food.

Is this shameless? It's really shameless!

After Yuan Tianli arrived, he flew towards the black ball with his hands behind his back, circled the black ball several times, and kept sensing the fused spiritual ban.

After a check, Yuan Tianli returned to Wang Yuanba's side.

"Wait a little longer, the spiritual ban runes here are weird, I'm a little unsure."

Seeing that the inner mountain elders of Wanxiang Mountain were standing by calmly, the other cultivators could only wait. Some did not believe in evil and tried to forcefully impact the black ball, and then were knocked out while spinning.

This wait lasted for more than 20 years.

Everyone was impatient, and Gong Jingzhi kept taking out the fragments from her sleeves. Every time she could sense the fluctuations of the spiritual ban, but the entrance would not open.

What kind of broken token is this?

Shen Lian, who was in the black ball, merged his natal rune array with the entrance spiritual ban, and carefully explored the situation in the secret realm.

He was not in a hurry, so why were these Taoist friends outside in a hurry?

After entering the Yellow Springs Spiritual Restraint, there is an extremely deep passage below, with the winding Yellow Springs River mark wandering around the passage, and it is also covered with swaying patterns of the other shore.

After passing through this passage, you will enter the secret realm.

"This secret realm is too big. If I don't go in, it is unrealistic to want to fully control it."

"... Even if I go in, it is unrealistic to want to fully control it... Well, why should I go in... I will fall into the trap."

After careful observation over the years, Shen Lian has determined that the Yellow Springs Spiritual Restraint at the entrance of the cave is a whole with other spiritual restraints in the secret realm.

But it is not realistic to control all the spiritual restraint formations in such a large range of secret realms.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that a part of the spiritual restraints had been corroded by too long, he would not even be able to easily control the Yellow Springs Spiritual Restraint at the entrance.

"These are all seventh-level spiritual prohibitions. There should be no seventh-level Hedao in the secret realm, otherwise these spiritual prohibitions would not be able to trap such a strong man."

"The absence of seventh-level Hedao does not mean that there is no danger. The broken places of these spiritual prohibitions are enough to wipe out any creature below the seventh level."

Shen Lian is still very clear about his position. It is true that he has been comparable to the seventh-level Hedao, but he is only a Hedao cultivator who has just entered a single, small rule. After all, he is not a real Hedao cultivator.

This secret realm even has a seventh-level spiritual prohibition at the entrance, which means that there must be a seventh-level at its peak. At least the means of leaving the Tai Sui mark in the bodies of Huang Youdao and the other four is a seventh-level secret technique.

"What's the matter? I, Shen, will not go in!"

The purple light on the talisman array disk is blazing. In addition to showing the appearance of the Huangquan spiritual prohibition, it is also deducing the appearance of other spiritual prohibition arrays bit by bit.

This is Shen Lian's work to restore the array spiritual prohibition deep in the secret realm based on a little bit of exploration. Although he cannot control the entire spiritual prohibition, he can still restore and deduce part of the spiritual prohibition.

At that time, according to my own deduction, let Mi Xuzi go to the places where I am sure, and avoid the places where I am not sure.

The years of exploring the secret realm restrictions passed quickly, and more than 20 years have passed. I don’t know how the Taoist friends outside feel. Anyway, Shen Lian has had a fulfilling time and has deduced several places with spiritual restrictions.

The land of Huai River.

Five figures fell into a place with mountains and rivers in a dusty state.

Xiao Feng raised his hand and arranged a large formation. This is a sixth-level upper-grade Dongxuanqi spiritual formation. The formation space opened up is more stable.

Huang Youdao and the other four flew into the formation space respectively, and kept a long distance from each other. A wisp of magic power lingered in the position of the four people’s dantian. If there was any abnormality, the spiritual restrictions arranged in the dantian would self-destruct.

After settling the four people, Xiao Feng hid the formation and stood guard outside. If anything happened, he would detonate the formation.

Dantian and formation double destruction.

…

"Finally, we have reached the edge of Juntian Realm."

Sensing that Huang Youdao and the other four had settled down, Shen Lian, who had a deep understanding of the secret realm's spiritual forbidden formation, felt a little relieved.

Having guarded the entrance for decades, the Taoist friends outside were getting impatient.

Look, there are fourteen people who have reached the perfect state of refining emptiness.

It is worthy of being the ancient land of Lingze, the ultimate destination for old cultivators.

However, except for the two from Wanxiang Mountain and the palace elder of the Immortal Palace, the remaining eleven cultivators are all very old. They are all enjoying their old age, but they are still unwilling to give it a try.

"How many people should I let in?"

Shen Lian began to think. At present, there are three spiritual forbidden places in the secret realm that he can find out. He doesn't know where these three places are, so he can only go there to verify.

In this case, if there is really an old monster inside, if Mi Xuzi is allowed to go in alone, it will be too conspicuous.

Therefore, it is better to let a few more people go in together, so that it is easier to fish in troubled waters.

But you can't let too many people in, so as not to cause complications.

The entrance to the secret realm has created such a spiritual forbidden road that can only enter but not exit, and there is such a big commotion. Normally, it will definitely attract many refining cultivators to come.

In addition to Huang Youdao and the other four with marks on their bodies, what are the other refining cultivators attracted to do?

Blood sacrifice? Devouring?

Shen Lian also comprehended the third-level blood path. In addition to the function of increasing his own essence, the blood path rules also have another function of absorbing the essence of other cultivators for his own use.

Will there be a group of guys like dry bones in the secret realm, crying out for food, eagerly waiting for fresh flesh and blood to eat.

In this case, the more cultivators who go in, the more flesh and blood they will offer.

"Well, Elder Gong must go in, otherwise this fragment will be given to her for nothing. The fighting power is also OK. If there is any old guy in the secret realm, he can be the main fighter."

"One from Wanxiang Mountain should also go in."

Just like buying spiritual objects in the market, Shen Lian began to pick and choose.

Finally, 24 cultivators in the late stage of Lianxu and perfect stage were selected. As for the other cultivators who wanted to come in, they should just take it as a self-funded tour.

"Mi Xuzi's clone is in the open, and I control the formation spirit ban in secret. Let's get started!"

...

"Where are the people, where are the people, where are the people!"

The huge meat ball rolled and impacted, and a stream of black gas formed a rolling black cloud, and the angry shouting kept echoing nearby.

After the black gas rose, it impacted the falling chain above, causing the bell to ring, and thunders fell down, hitting the meat ball and bursting into a ball of blood mist.

The huge meat ball was torn apart by thunder, revealing rotten and smelly flesh and blood. It was soon repaired as before, and then torn apart by thunder again. This cycle has been repeated countless times.

"Why did the aura of the Tai Sui mark disappear? I can't sense it anymore."

"I can't sense it either."

"Why didn't any living creatures come in?"

Voices in the meat ball sounded one after another, with confusion and anger in the voices.

"Could it be that it was noticed?"

"Impossible, Youlun Tai Sui is a seventh-level spiritual medicine, and it has been nourished by the flesh and blood of you and me. Unless it is a seventh-level combined Dao, it is impossible for those people ten thousand years ago to detect the existence of the mark."

"What aura can't be sensed."

The voice in the meat ball became silent.

Trapped here, how could they know what happened outside.

"Evil obstacle, it's all you!"

After a long silence, the meat ball suddenly cracked, and a sticky and smelly blood spurted out, blasting towards the ancient bell hanging above.

The bell rang, and silver lightning poured down from the sky, smashing the blood stains in mid-air, and then crackled downwards, causing the flesh ball to fluctuate and curse.

In the flash of lightning, the black mist was dispersed, revealing a square tower like a sharp sword.

The tower was dry and white, with black marks infiltrated in the cracked lines, and it was as tall as a mountain.

There was a thick chain like a thunder dragon hanging from the top of each tower. A total of four chains hung from the top of the four towers, tying a big bell in the middle.

Further out, there was a vast mountain land, but the area was barren and there was no vitality of plants and trees. In the farther direction, broken void space could be seen, swallowing up the surrounding edges bit by bit.

Spiritual restrictions flashed from time to time in various areas. In some places, the spiritual restrictions were like towers, and in some places, they were like long snakes, but none of them were intact, and they all showed a broken state to some extent.

The broken spiritual restrictions collided in the void, causing a scene of sparks from time to time.

…

"Why won't you let me in!"

At the entrance, with a roar, a black-robed figure rushed to the location of the long river spiritual restriction that appeared, and was directly rolled aside by the waves, and the mana on his body quickly decomposed.

The unwilling black-robed figure tried several times in a row, and was blown away every time.

This scene was not limited to this cultivator. Many cultivators around tried to rush to the entrance of the black ball, but the black ball that had clearly derived a vortex inward blocked them outside.

The people who didn't believe in evil kept trying and were bounced out.

The people from Wanxiang Mountain who had previously clamored to dominate the secret realm chose to ignore the previous words after seeing so many cultivators in the late stage of Lianxu and perfect.

They are a bit reckless in Wanxiang Mountain, but they are not stupid.

But I didn't expect that the entrance to the secret realm would be different for different people. Some people can enter, but some can't. It's like someone is watching them deliberately. Isn't it annoying?

...

"Eight-armed Hammer, you are powerful and you are one of us. Go over there. I will definitely use you when I become a Hedao."

Shen Lian, who controls the spiritual prohibition at the entrance, has already mastered all the spiritual prohibitions of the Yellow Springs Forbidden Road. At this moment, he directly selected people and started a more accurate fixed-point transmission.

The secret realm is vast and there are many places with spiritual prohibitions. He is sure of three of them, but he is not sure about the rest.

If he doesn't make other Taoist friends suffer, will he go there himself?

"Fellow Daoist Gong, women are as brave as men. The aura of this place is a bit strange. You go and take a look."

"This old man has a big beard. I will arrange a lighter place for you.

"You go..."

The secret realm is vast. Although it has not been fully explored, Shen Lian also sensed that the aura in the deepest part of the secret realm is the most difficult to spy on. He can only feel the surge of thunder.

Let's put this place aside for the time being.

"The secret realm exploration begins now!"

Shen Lian said slowly. How can he sense the remaining spiritual restrictions faster without fighting?

"Go to that tower first! ”

After arranging positions for other Taoist friends, Shen Lian would naturally not treat himself badly and chose a place where spiritual objects were most likely to appear for Mi Xuzi.

The tower-shaped buildings of the sect are mostly related to the Sutra Library and the treasure house, so the good places should naturally be reserved for themselves.

Mi Xuzi attacked from afar, turned into a stream of light, and rushed into the black ball channel in the horrified eyes of many cultivators, causing many cultivators' eyes to turn red.

Why can they enter!

There is a conspiracy!

After rushing into the black ball, Mi Xuzi suddenly felt his body begin to fall, and the streams of light in front of him began to retreat rapidly.

Seeing Mi Xuzi enter the secret realm, Shen Lian was still a little uneasy. After all, this was going deep into the tiger's den, and the clone was also a human being. He was a very emotional original body.

It is really difficult for a cultivator in the Juntian realm to get some spiritual objects to protect the calamity. He himself is not enough, and there are cultivators in the Haotian realm coming down. Snatch.

Fortunately, I have controlled part of the spiritual restriction, and the master is between the secret realm and the spiritual ze, so the induction between me and Mi Xuzi has always remained intact.

Mi Xuzi passed through the Yellow Springs spiritual restriction all the way, and the spiritual restriction in front of him surged like a tide, dragging his body out of the passage and heading towards the tower-shaped spiritual restriction.

Why other cultivators can accurately fall to the place where they should fall is still Shen Lian's credit. Without his control of the Yellow Springs spiritual restriction, these people will only fall randomly.

The Yellow Springs spiritual restriction is like a long river across the sky, and the surrounding space is twisted and winding. After more than a dozen breaths, Mi Xuzi staggered and fell from the Yellow Springs spiritual restriction, and then fell down.

Boom!

After landing, a cloud of dust was shaken up, and he rolled several times before he stabilized his body. Regardless of the dust on his body, Mi Xuzi began to calm down.

Very good, the connection with the master is still there.

"What a big stone tower. "

After stabilizing his mind, Mi Xuzi looked at the towering stone tower a hundred miles ahead.

The tower-shaped spiritual restriction he had seen before was actually the manifestation of the runes engraved on this stone tower. The entire stone tower was in a tilted state, as if it had been hit by energy.

"Yuanci Wanzhong Tower!"

After turning around, he found a broken plaque and vaguely recognized the name of this tower.

It was not a Sutra Repository or a treasure house, which made Shen Lian a little disappointed.

This is a gravity tower, which should be a place to assist cultivators in comprehending the rules of gravity.

There is no place that specifically assists cultivators in comprehending the power of the great rules, even Juntian Pavilion and Wanxiang Mountain.

As he raised his hand, he sacrificed a piece of rubble and rushed into the Wanzhong Tower. After the stone flew in, it fell to the ground, and the remaining spiritual restriction did not attack.

Obviously, although the spiritual restriction here was very powerful before, after being destroyed and eroded by time, its power has been reduced to a very low level.

As he raised his hand, he released another puppet talisman man towards He walked into the tower.

After double checking, Mi Xuzi entered the tower.

At a glance, the ground was full of scattered bones. The robes and bones had been piled together. It was obvious that it had been too long, and even the flesh and blood had weathered.

On the ground and walls, various fifth- and sixth-level gravity attribute ores were inlaid according to the formation layout. Some of them could be used as auxiliary items for refining seventh-level gravity spiritual treasures.

Mi Xuzi searched all the way and came to the top of the stone tower.

There was a pedestal here, and on it was a hill a hundred feet in size, flashing with colorful magnetic light, forming a circle of luster fields, and casually colliding with the broken spiritual restrictions around.

"Seventh-level Xuanzhong Magnetic Light Stone! "

Mi Xuzi, who had already felt the breath of gravity, had also guessed it in his mind. When he saw the colorful hill, he couldn't help but breathe heavily.

Such a large piece of seventh-level ore can not only build a gravity magnetic light array, but also is the main material of gravity attribute spiritual treasure, enough to build a seventh-level gravity attribute spiritual treasure.

...

At the same time.

In another valley in the secret realm, crackling spiritual restrictions exploded like a long dragon, and the heavy water beads around Gong Jingzhi surged, suppressing all the spiritual restrictions that attacked, but the spiritual restrictions from all directions were like endless rushing over.

"Suppress!"

Gong Jingzhi's hand flashed back, and the jade hairpin quickly turned into a hairpin mountain thousands of feet in size, and suddenly suppressed it.

Boom!

The surrounding void became dark, and the spiritual restraints in all directions were shattered by the gravity technique that merged with the mountains and rivers.

However, before Gong Jingzhi could react, more fragmented and endless spiritual restraints surged out from the valley, frantically impacting the Gravity Mysterious Water, wiping out the breath of Gravity bit by bit.

The hosta buzzed, and countless gravitational mysterious light surged out, sweeping away the surrounding spiritual restrictions.

"Master, leave this valley first. There are too many broken souls here."

But as soon as Gong Jingzhi raised her foot, endless turbid air suddenly erupted from the four previously silent holes around the valley.

"How can there be turbidity here!"

Gong Jingzhi was shocked, wasn't this thing banned in Xiajuntian?

"Master, what the hell is this place? Why doesn't the token respond?"

…

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Eight arms to catch the hammer!"

In another place, a rough voice roared, and the hammer shadows all over the sky continued to hit, shattering the spiritual restraints on all sides.

The moment the broken spiritual restraint dispersed, a long dragon of gray turbid air like a mountain surged out.

"The turbid air takes shape!

Upon seeing this, Wang Yuanba's blood as blazing as the ocean surged out, and his eight-armed magical power evolved. He swung a sledgehammer and smashed the huge waves of turbid air with thunderous force.

But then his body was submerged by the billowing turbid air, and he staggered out of the dragon's tail and rushed into the collapsed hall at the end.

After a moment, Wang Yuanba rushed out, holding a large cauldron with a broken leg in his hand.

"His grandma's. After swinging it for a long time, he broke the cauldron."

"Crack!"

Perhaps because of the shaking, the joint between the other leg held by Wang Yuanba and the tripod body broke apart, and the tripod body fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Damn it, you won't even give me a piece of broken cauldron!"

…

"Next place!"

In the secret realm, Mixunzi put away the seventh-order Xuanzhong magneto-optical stone and headed to the next place according to the guidance of the deity.

"We bypass the mountain ahead and are blocked by the spirit ban."

"It's one hundred feet high, and there are spiritual restraints above and below."

"You can reach it just through this mountain range. The spiritual forbidden place hidden in the heart of the mountain may be a treasure house."