But Su Li floated to the ground, his indifferent gaze swept around, and at the entrance of the huge secret realm, thousands of monks who had obtained the qualification to enter were waiting here, and most of the monks came together in groups of three or five, whispering constantly.

Glancing at Fan Zisang, Yue Lin and the others who were not far from him, Su Li fell silent and continued to wait, the place where she was at the outermost edge of the entire platform, and the closer to the gate of the secret realm, the higher the status of the monk.

At this moment, a slightly abrupt voice came into her ears.

"Look! The youth closest to the gate of the secret realm is Beixiao Liang! ”

With this whisper, everyone around looked at each other, and then a louder discussion rang out.

"It's really him, the Jade Void Sect has the most potential to become the true disciple of the Holy Son!"

"Yes, he has only cultivated for six hundred years, so he can naturally enter the Shattered Spirit Secret Realm!"

"This demon, I heard that with his cultivation at the peak of foundation building, he can retreat in the hands of Jindan Ancestor, who among his peers is still his opponent?"

"I'm afraid that only Chen Xianghan of the Zihan Sect can fight against it."

"It's a pity that Chen Xianghan has been cultivating for more than a thousand years, and he can't enter the secret realm, which is still a little worse than Beixiao Lianglai......"

The discussion grew louder and louder, and soon spread to the location where Bei Xiaoliang was.

"Senior brother, listen, they're all talking about you!"

The rest of the true lineage of the Jade Void Sect looked at Bei Xiao Liang, and it was difficult to hide the look of worship in their eyes, some of them may be older than Bei Xiao Liang, but the strong people in the cultivation realm are respected, and Bei Xiao Liang is as powerful as a demon, so he is naturally respected by all the true disciples of the Jade Void Sect.

Bei Xiaoliang looked at the gate of the secret realm, his face did not fluctuate, as if the surrounding discussions had not affected him in the slightest.

"The Shattered Spirit Secret Realm will be opened, don't be impetuous, people will follow the clouds."

His voice came out, and all the disciples of the Jade Void Sect from different peaks said yes, and they gathered their minds together and quieted down.

Seeing this scene, Su Li's eyes softened a little, she was once like Beixiao Liang, in a position admired by thousands of people, and was loved by all the disciples of the Jade Void Sect.

"Beixiao is cool, I don't know if it's my master's ......"

Su Li thought about it, counting the time she had entered the Reincarnation Mirror, she had passed away in the cultivation realm for more than 1,200 years, Beixiao Liang was only over 600 years old, and all the other disciples were no more than 800 years old, so she naturally didn't recognize it.

"That's it, it's impossible for me to return to the Jade Void Sect in a short period of time, it's useless to think too much."

Retracting his gaze, Su Li fell silent.

But at this moment, Beixiao Liang frowned, turned his head to look in the direction where Su Li was, but found nothing.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Someone noticed Bei Xiaoliang's strange appearance and couldn't help but ask.

Bei Xiaoliang shook his head and returned to his original appearance, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

"Fangcai, who's watching me?"

The competition in the big sects is fierce and cruel, and his cultivation has encountered countless crises so far, relying on his innate intuition to escape his life, and now that his intuition has appeared again, it is impossible for him to ignore it.

"One of these people I need to pay attention to?"

Bei Xiaoliang was silent, but a slight expectation flashed in his eyes, he thought that this trip to the Shattered Spirit Secret Realm would be as boring as last time, but now it seems that he may gain a lot.

At the same time, Yue Lin, who was also waiting in an area on the periphery, withdrew the communication talisman in his hand, his eyes could not hide the joy, and he turned to look at where Su Li was, sneering again and again.

"Got in touch! , you wait for me, the Shattered Spirit Secret Realm is your burial place! ”

Time passed gradually, and a day was nothing to the monks, and when the next day was ugly, the last spirit boat arrived, and the five thousand monks selected from the entire Kyushu region finally arrived.

As the last monk passed through the formation and landed on the platform, the gate of the secret realm immediately moved, and the bright rings around it slowly turned, but after a few breaths, it turned into a phantom and could not be seen clearly.

The calm ripples swirled into a vortex, sending out a slight suction!

"The secret realm has opened!"

Before the monks who had come more than once did not finish speaking, Bei Xiaoliang rushed into it and disappeared, with him taking the lead, and the rest of the sect disciples did not hesitate, and poured into it one after another, and the monks on the platform quickly decreased, and soon it was the turn of the outer monks.

"Let's go!"

Yue Lin glanced at Su Li and stepped into it with the three members of the Flower Sword Sect, Su Li still stood still, Fan Zisang could only take one step ahead when he saw this, just as half of his body was about to disappear into the whirlpool, Su Li suddenly moved!

She stretched out her fingers and flicked it, and a transparent mark fell into the back of Fan Zisang's neck, and then the whole person disappeared into the vortex.

Sensing the location of the imprint, Su Li's heart was slightly relieved, it was successful, and the vortex fluctuations could perfectly cover up the tracking imprint she planted.

Glancing at the already empty surroundings, Su Li did not hesitate and dodged into the whirlpool.

After a brief period of darkness -

As soon as the picture turned, Su Li opened his eyes and found himself in an empty and lonely wasteland, and he couldn't see half a figure as far as he could see.

"Jituyuan, how did you teleport here?"

Su Li's brows furrowed, and without saying a word, she slightly identified the direction and sped away, Ji Tu Yuan was the most barren place in the entire Shattered Spirit Secret Realm, and there was basically no chance, and it was very far away from the place where she was going to meet the spirits this time.

Fortunately, the opening time of the Shattered Spirit Secret Realm is not short, it takes two months, as long as she can get there, it takes about seven days to absorb the spiritual energy, and she can reach the twelfth layer of Qi training, and she has enough time to hurry.

Three days later, Su Li had just left the Jitu Plains area, when his heart suddenly moved, and the aura of the tracking mark became extremely clear.

"Fan Zisang is not far from me, he will inevitably have a lot of dreams at night, so first dissolve the Spirit Devouring Gu on his body."

In her mind, she adjusted her direction slightly and continued to walk quickly.

At the same time, in the gloomy dense forest, Fan Zisang leaned against a giant tree, and the ground was red. He wiped the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth, and stared at the three people blocking in front of him with a gloomy face, "Do you really want to listen to Yue Lin's nonsense and kill each other?" Kill me? ”

The tall and thin young man led by him snorted coldly when he heard this: "Fan Zisang, you don't pretend to be a ghost for me!" You are just a slave of the peak master, and you are not even a true disciple, how can you be regarded as being in the same door as me? ”

"Not bad!"

Another Qinghua Peak True Transmission disciple stood up and sneered with a sneer on his face: "I have heard what Senior Sister Yue Lin said, as a lowly servant, just by virtue of the Peak Master's love for you, it is simply an unforgivable sin to withhold Senior Sister's cultivation resources openly and secretly!" Even if you flee today, when we get out, we will punish you severely! ”

Fan Zisang was silent, these few people were already completely fascinated by Yue Lin, he wouldn't listen to anything, like this...... Why should he care about the old feelings.

Brush!

As soon as his mind moved, the flying sword came out of its sheath and floated in front of him, and the cold light flickered and pointed at the three of them.

The three members of the Flower Sword Sect immediately became angry, "In the face of us, you dare to take the initiative to use the sword and look for death!" ”

Fan Zisang's expression was cold, and there was no more sympathy on his face, just as the four flying swords were about to collide, suddenly-

Rumble!!

A terrifying spiritual pressure poured down without warning, and a hideous human face suddenly appeared at the root of the giant tree against which Fan Zisang was leaning, and the hanging branches turned into roots and sharp swords in the blink of an eye, piercing the chests of the three people, leaving a blood hole the size of a basin.

"Save ...... I ......"

The young man was full of horror, and only said two words, his eyes quickly dimmed, and he fell to the ground without any life, and the other two did not even leave a last word.

Bite! While!

The three flying swords fell to the ground and collided with two crisp sounds, making them even more terrifying in the quiet forest.

"What's going on?!"

Fan Zisang's pupils shrank suddenly, he leaned against the giant tree, he didn't see the human face, and he didn't see what had penetrated the bodies of the three people.

"It's not good to stay here, I'll leave first."

Tightening his mind, Fan Zisang didn't have time to care about the treasures on the corpses of the three people, not to mention driving the flying sword to escape from here.

Soon after he left, the face of the giant tree reappeared, but it lost its previous hideous color, but there was an indescribable calm.

"Since it was your blood that woke me up, I will spare your life this time. These three corpses will allow me to recover a bit, and my roots will continue to extend......"

A low muttering sounded in the void, and the ground where the corpse was located immediately emitted a strange "gurgling" sound, and then turned into a small dark green swamp, sinking the corpse into the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original appearance, leaving no trace.

A few hours later, Fan Zisang walked out from the side of the dense forest, looking at the empty and boundless green plain, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was still a trace of fear in his eyes.

Although for some reason the secret existence did not hurt him, the scene just now was definitely a thread of life and very dangerous.

"What kind of place is this, it's a pity that the secret realm map mastered by my Flower Sword Sect only accounts for a small part, and this place is obviously not in the map description."

Glancing at the dense forest behind him, Fan Zisang took a breath and hesitated for a moment to meditate on the spot to recover, but after only a moment, he suddenly woke up, and his face was ugly.

The speed at which he recovered his true qi slowed down.

After hesitating for a moment, Fan Zisang stretched out his right hand and found that the entire palm had turned pitch black, and something could be faintly seen squirming in it.

But as soon as there is an idea of forcing this thing out, the thing quickly falls silent, and it cannot be sensed.

"Boy, don't try to restore your true qi, just start with the three of you, the Spirit Devouring Gu has completely awakened, and the spiritual energy you refined into your body has been devoured by at least thirty percent of the Spirit Devouring Gu, if you continue like this, it will only speed up your death."

Fan Zisang was silent, he was chased and killed by those three people all the way, and he couldn't take care of the back road at all, although he survived now. But...... The true qi in the body is less than one percent, how can you continue to walk in the Shattered Spirit Secret Realm without recovery?

Waiting to die?!

Fan Zisang suddenly laughed, and said: "Senior, although the younger generation is lowly in cultivation, but he is unwilling to wait for death in grievance, let the younger generation be willful." ”

In the jade plaque, the old man sighed, and was about to say something, when suddenly-