As the voice sounded, countless monks suddenly flew up across the plain and rushed towards the portal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The first monk who rushed to the portal, as soon as he came into contact with the ten thousand rays of light, let out a miserable scream in an instant, and then his body was quickly dissolved by the light, and in the blink of an eye, only a few drops of blood fell to the ground!

"This is the consequence of forcibly entering without a pass token!"

The same voice from before rumbled again.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, that glow could instantly turn a Jindan stage monk into nothingness, it was incredible!

In an instant, many monks who were about to enter the range of the glow stopped their bodies and immediately retreated, obviously, these people were some casual cultivators who had not obtained the pass token, and they wanted to take the opportunity to break in, but after seeing what happened to the first person, they fled in an instant!

But, then, more monks flew up and rushed towards the portal in the sky.

Cheng Siqi was in the Immortal Spirit Valley camp, and in just a few breaths, everyone was flying with their swords.

In an instant, there were many vacuums on the originally crowded wasteland.

In the sky, the originally huge portal, surrounded by so many monks, instantly felt very narrow.

Cheng Siqi flew up at almost the same time as everyone around him, and when his figure approached the glow, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly hit him, but before he could react, his body was instantly wrapped in glow, and he involuntarily flew towards the portal.

Below, the countless monks who remained on the wasteland were instantly shocked, and those monks holding access tokens turned into small points of light at the moment they came into contact with the ten thousand rays of light and rushed into the portal.

A moment later, before everyone could fully wake up from the shock, all the monks in the sky had disappeared, and then the portal and the glow disappeared, and then the crack in the sky.

The head of the Qianyuan Sect suddenly stood up at that moment just now, and then his eyes looked at another high platform in the distance, and his face was a little ugly.

On that high platform, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe seemed to sense his gaze and looked over.

"Brother Guo, what do you mean by this, do you want to cause a big war between you and me!" said the head of the Qianyuan Sect using his divine sense.

"Zuo Haotian, didn't you find that kid has something abnormal, I'm just helping you clear the sect outliers, I don't think you don't know!" The yellow-robed man showed a smile on his face, but that smile was full of deep meaning.

The head of the Qianyuan Sect, who was known as Zuo Haotian, frowned slightly, and then sat down, his face returned to normal, but there was already an uproar in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly ask in his heart, "Am I really wrong! Is it a curse or a blessing?"

At this time, Cheng Siqi had already passed through the portal, and his figure appeared on a wasteland, which was completely different from the outside of the door, as if it was another world, the aura was almost exhausted, almost no grass was grown, there was no trace of vitality, it was said to be a wasteland, just because here, there were a lot of dry trees, but I don't know how many years it has been dry, and everywhere it looks, it is a wither!

Immediately, his brows furrowed, and through his divine sense, he clearly sensed that within the scope of his divine sense, there were about a hundred disciples of the same sect, all of whom were under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Spirit Valley, but at the same time, not far from him, there were many foreign monks.

Cheng Siqi didn't move, but was thinking about where the crisis in his heart came from when he entered the portal before.

After a while, he shook his head helplessly, because like all the monks who entered the secret realm, if the crisis came from those glows, but he had successfully entered the secret realm, where did the crisis come from, but until this time, he still had a feeling of unease.

Having discerned the direction slightly, he flew towards the depths of the wasteland, and through his divine sense, he found that in the direction he was going, there was a lofty mountain, and many monks were running there.

However, Cheng Siqi, who had just flown a short distance, suddenly stopped.

At that moment just now, the voice of the summoning in his heart sounded again, more obvious than before, and this time he had a clear sense of direction, as if the voice was guiding him towards a certain place.

Cheng Siqi was puzzled, he knew very little about the voice of the summoning, it was just a feeling, if he followed the guidance, the blessings and disasters would be unpredictable, so he was a little repulsed from the heart, but the direction guided by the voice was consistent with the direction he chose, and it was all pointed to the mountain range.

So, in an instant, he moved again, running towards the mountains.

After a while, Cheng Siqi was depressed again, because he had just discovered that although he could detect through his divine sense, the Golden Immortal Bead was hidden in his dantian, but he had lost contact with the Golden Immortal Pearl, that is, in this, he could not get Su Lao's help, but fortunately, he put most of the necessities in the space ring.

After flying for about an hour, Cheng Siqi approached the mountain range, and along the way, he encountered several fights, basically a melee of various races, he did not stop at all, but used his speed advantage to cross in an instant.

Coming to the top of the mountain range, Cheng Siqi was shocked again, on these mountain ranges, there was no trace of life, there was not even a dead tree on it, as if it had been burned by fire, even the stone and soil on the ground were scorched black, and in the same way, the aura here was also the same as the previous wasteland, almost exhausted.

Slowing down slightly, he exerted his divine sense to the extreme, and in an instant, his brow furrowed.

Less than a thousand miles away from him, more than a dozen monks have been surrounded by some alien creatures, and they are already in danger at this time, because the creatures surrounding those monks, in addition to demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, there are actually some demon cultivators, and these three clans are united, as if they want to kill the dozen monks, because there are already a few mutilated corpses next to them. Obviously, it was torn apart alive.

The reason why Cheng Siqi frowned was because the dozen or so monks were all monks from the Immortal Spirit Valley, including two monks from the Qianyuan Sect.

After a little hesitation, Cheng Siqi directly urged his body method and flew towards the battle group.

The next moment, a smile appeared on Cheng Siqi's face, his figure was like a streamer, and it was like teleporting, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and a large blurry afterimage loomed, and then dissipated.

At this time, because the situation was critical, with a slight urge, his speed broke through the original limit, through his divine sense, he clearly found that the afterimage behind him, although it was very vague, but it had reached the level of nearly three thousand, and the most important thing was that he could not be described by flying now, but the real teleportation was general, although the distance was very short, only a few meters, but it could reach hundreds of times in an instant, that is, he could appear a few hundred meters away in an instant, this speed made him very surprised。

There is another point, that is, the bonus of wind power, he clearly senses that the effect of the bonus of wind power now has increased several times compared to before, and the moment he urges the body method, he feels that his body is as light as a feather, without any weight.

The next moment, he stopped using the power of the wind, and in an instant, his speed slowed down, not only did the distance of each teleportation be less than a meter, but in an instant, the number of teleportations also decreased.

After a few moments, he confirmed that the limit of his Shadowless Transformation Fourth Level was at the level of more than four thousand afterimages, and then he regained full speed again.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Cheng Siqi had already approached the battle group.

At this moment, a huge roar came, and at the same time, a sense of crisis arose in Cheng Siqi's heart, and the next moment, he found that a huge figure was coming towards him.

He hurriedly changed direction in the air, dodging a wave of attack that glowed with a faint blue glow.

After dodging, he found out that it was a huge demon beast, ten feet tall, with a crocodile head and a leopard body, and a pair of huge eyes the size of a basin, and it was sending out a sharp gaze at this time, staring at Cheng Siqi with a trace of doubt and shock.

Obviously, this demon cultivator who had only reached the late stage of the third level, or the late stage of Jindan, had already been shocked by Cheng Siqi's instantaneous reaction and speed just now.

The battle group not far away, affected by this side, had stopped, and everyone looked at Cheng Siqi here. It's just that he saw a trace of disappointment in the eyes of the only seven remaining monks who were covered in bruises, obviously, when they saw that the person who rushed to the rescue was just a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, they instantly felt disappointed and desperate.

"Who are you, why are you wading through these troubled waters?" the crocodile-headed leopard-body demon cultivator made a squeaky sound, as if bones were rubbing, but what he spat out were human words.

That voice made Cheng Siqi instantly sound the Fifth Senior Uncle who had given him the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique.

"Why are you intercepting my fellow here!" Cheng Siqi asked fearlessly.

"Terran monk, when did you become so united, look at these people again, are they really your fellow disciples?" the leopard crocodile sneered, but there was clearly a trace of jealousy in its eyes.

"My fellow disciples have been killed by you, these people belong to the same Immortal Spirit Valley as us!" Cheng Siqi said calmly, at this moment, he had already discovered that the two Qianyuan Sect monks he had found earlier had been killed, and the remaining seven monks had also become the end of the crossbow, and he sighed helplessly in his heart.

Nearly twenty people were intercepted by less than ten alien demon cultivators, and there were only seven people left!

The monks of the human race, even if their cultivation has reached the late stage of Jindan, even if they have an advantage in numbers, but in front of these powerful foreign monks, there is still only one way to fall.

(To be continued!)

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