The mouth of the cave suspended above the lake still lingers with black ripples, revealing an aura of terror.

No one dares to act rashly.

But they still couldn't suppress the boundless heat in the hearts of the people present, and their eyes were full of excitement and they were about to move.

An old man dressed in simple clothes took the lead in strolling out of the crowd, his body was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, his eyes were slightly confused, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't put the entrance to the secret realm that everyone cared about into his eyes.

The eyes of all the people in the audience were focused on this old man, the locals of Dragon City knew about his existence, the elders of the Danqi Pavilion stationed in Dragon City, and his reputation in the rivers and lakes was even greater than that of the City Lord of Dragon City, a fourth-grade alchemist.

The alchemy skills of Heavenly Weapon City come from the upper realm, even the fourth grade is not comparable to the other five grades, even if the Ao family and the Hei family, the top of the Keqing offered is only the fourth grade, and his status in Dragon City can be imagined. It is an existence that can be on an equal footing with the four giants.

The old man's eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he had just realized that this was not the time for him to think about the pill, with an apologetic smile on his face, he looked around and looked at everyone slightly, and his voice full of anger resounded throughout the audience, "Old man Danqi Pavilion Dragon City Branch Elder Xu Kaiming. You all know the rules of my Danqi Pavilion, and the old man won't say much. The old man is here to wait for the triumphant return of all the heroes. ”

Xu Kaiming calmly walked to an open place as he spoke, and neatly took out a banner. Seven large golden letters on the banner glittered, attracting everyone's attention - "Secret Realm Item Acquisition Office." ”

Then he took out a wooden table, a single stool, hung the banner on the wooden table, sat on the single stool, lazily lay on the wooden table, closed his eyes, there was a kind of secret realm opened in January, he slept here for a month.

Standing beside Mo Hongnan, the blossom had a wry smile on his face, and patted his forehead weakly. Most of the people in his Heavenly Weapon City have this kind of virtue, they generally don't go to any secret realm to take risks, and they are lazy all day long, but when they encounter their favorite materials, they are like crazy people, even if they lose a lot of money, they have to get their hands on it.

Fortunately, the Danqi Pavilion is the best signboard, there will be countless people with strange materials to ask for their heads, even if they don't enter the secret realm, most of the things in the secret realm will fall into the arms of the Danqi Pavilion.

After this small episode, the space debris at the entrance has completely disappeared, and a solid hole is in front of everyone.

The people present, all with serious faces, under the signal of the old men led by each camp, each walked out of one person, and slowly approached the entrance of the cave, although most of the information in the secret realm was clear to them in various ways, but the breath of the underworld from the entrance of the cave made these old rivers and lakes still slightly uneasy in their hearts, and they were unwilling to take all the children of the family to risk directly.

As soon as these people stepped into the original lake, the blue ground rose with boundless brilliance, enveloping a few people, and everyone just felt a slight flower in front of them, and the first few people disappeared in front of everyone's eyes strangely.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the fire in the eyes of many people was slightly stunned, in a way they had never heard of, which made them panic, and even some timid people took a few steps back again and again.

"Ignorance. Aren't there different rules for the secret realm where there is a master?" Qingcheng Huang has been silently watching the disappearance of several people, with a clear expression on his face, when everyone in the arena is noisy, he raised his arrogant head, and scanned everyone on the field with mocking eyes, as if he had a natural sense of superiority.

There was a sound of spit, although it was very low, but what kind of strength did Qingcheng Huang have? I could hear it clearly, but his face was still indifferent, in his eyes, except for Qinglian'er, everyone here was an ant, there was no need for him to care, how could the gods care about the feelings of the ants?

Qingchenghuang nodded slightly at Qinglian'er, stepped out, appeared on the "lake", and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone present was silent when they watched Qingchenghuang disappear, and they couldn't help muttering in their hearts, I didn't see any difference between you, but it was not easy to say it directly, lest others think that they were uneducated, and they all looked confident, but they were just wandering and refused to take another step forward.

"You people of the Qing family, don't you take the rest of us in your eyes?" At this time, the high-spirited Ao Bingke didn't care so much, and scolded Qinglian'er loudly, but the greed that flashed in his eyes showed his thoughts to the fullest.

Qing Lian'er didn't even look at him, she also stepped out, appeared on the cyan ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, you dare to ignore me. Ao Bing was angry, he thought that after seeing his elders wielding power, Qinglian'er would be impressed by him, but he ignored him nakedly, and he didn't look at him, the first heir of the Ao family, at all.

Qing Lian'er's disappearance finally rekindled the hearts of the people present, causing a chain reaction, for fear that it would be too late to be collected by others to collect all the benefits of the secret realm, and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.

Nangong Fan chuckled a few times, and followed behind the black feather dress who was moving, and also took a step.

Countless blue lights flashed one after another. Everyone present disappeared, and the old man who stayed in the Heavenly Weapon City looked very lonely with the "Secret Realm Item Acquisition Office", but the old man didn't care about this, and yawned lazily, thinking about whether to add dragon beard grass first, or the esoteric question of adding later.

Naturally, it was impossible for the wealthy to completely block this place, and ten days after they left, countless people from the rivers and lakes also frantically poured into the secret realm. It's just that the secret realm has only been open for a month, and after ten days, how much more can they gain?

......

As soon as Nangong Fan stepped into the lake, he felt wrapped in a warm blue light with boundless vitality, as if he had passed through layers of time and space, but with the protection of this warm light mask, there was no discomfort, but there was a kind of comfort in the warm ocean, and his body also clicked in it, as if he was a lot stronger.

Nangong Fan felt that just staying in this light mask for a month was a great creation.

I don't know how long it has been, the light mask shook slightly, as if passing through a thin barrier, and came to another unfamiliar space, the fluctuations through the space slowly penetrated Nangong Fan's body, and the blue blood that had never moved in his heart beat slightly with the fluctuations of the space, and returned to calm in an instant.

When the blue light dissipated, the eyes were full of gloom, which was completely different from the imaginary secret realm, which was full of spiritual grass and ruins all over the place.

"It seems that I have been thinking too much, how do I have to find the spirit grass and relics?" Nangong Fan was slightly in a trance, adjusting the slight discomfort caused by crossing the space, took a deep breath, and scratched the back of his head helplessly. "You have to choose a direction and go forward. ”

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, that Qingcheng Huang was obviously a person from the upper realm, and if he wanted to save face, he couldn't let go of any opportunity to enhance it.

Nangong Fan raised his head slightly, a round of gray sun hung in the sky above his head, but there was no warm feeling coming, even so this is the biggest guiding light, a lot of news has been recorded, follow the direction of the sun, after all, there will be a harvest, if you can go to this sun, it will be a bumper harvest.

This is also the reason why the elders of the black family reminded those who go in to be careful, if you want to have a harvest here, you have to gather together after all. And the various external factors in this place make it very likely that even those who have just stepped into the spiritual world will slip out of the hands of outside legends.

Nangong Fan raised his steps, ready to move in the direction of the sun, but suddenly, there seemed to be a whisper in his ears, which made him break out in a cold sweat, his eyes froze, and he turned his head to look behind the empty man strangely, "Like, something is calling me?"

There was a solemnity in his eyes, but there was a strange surge in the depths of his heart, urging him to go behind him, Nangong Fan's eyes flashed hesitation, if he went in the opposite direction of the sun, it was very likely that the particles would not be harvested, and he would not get even the slightest bit of creation, which was completely different from his original intention of coming to the secret realm.

Is it to look for this inexplicable call, or to actually go straight forward to get a stable spirit grass?

This is an extremely difficult choice for everyone, not to mention Nangong Fan, who has not seen much in the first place.

When Nangong Fan was entangled, the call in his ears became clearer, as if urging him, his heart beat faster, and wisps of power flowed out of it, as if he wanted to rebel and directly control Nangong Fan's body in the direction of the call.

Nangong Fan thought of the Qingcheng Phoenix that was high above, and couldn't help gritting his teeth, how to overtake in the corner without a fight?

If you don't give it a go, how can a bicycle become a motorcycle?

Nangong Fan no longer hesitated, turned around sharply, raised his steps, and walked in the direction where the call came.

Nangong Fan only walked for about ten minutes, and he felt a pang, more tired than he was boxing outside for half a day.

"It's a lot of pressure in this space. Nangong Fan's face was embarrassed, and entanglement and hesitation lingered in his eyes. This way, his proud body only had to stop after walking for about a kilometer along the way, and he didn't find a single spiritual grass along the way, "What is calling me? How far? If it's too far, this month's secret realm seems to have come in vain!"

At this time, everywhere in the secret realm, even the legendary-level powerhouses can only walk on foot, and the speed is not much faster than Nangong Fan, not to mention going to the sky and entering the earth like on the earth, and the endurance is only more than Nangong Fan who persists for a few minutes and then sits on the ground, how can he look like he is high in his own family?

This kind of mortal appearance is estimated that they have not been in decades.

One of the things that is better about them than Nangong Fan is that they will gain something after walking for a few minutes, unlike Nangong Fan who walked for more than ten minutes, and the real grains are not harvested.

Qingcheng Huang stood in the void, his eyes closed, and a mysterious power emanated from him. Everything around him seemed to be slowly emerging in his mind, he frowned slightly, and looked up at the gray sky, "These spirit grasses don't have much effect on me anymore, and they are still scattered like this, is there more than this secret realm?"

On the other side, Qing Lian'er chuckled a few times as soon as she appeared in the secret realm, hoping that he could gain something. As she spoke, she slowly floated into the sky, and a cyan long sword emerged from her hand, the body of which was winding like a real dragon.

Qinglian'er came to the end of the sky almost instantly, and she could compare to the gray sun, and she could clearly see a gray film appearing above her head.

Qinglian'er was not surprised, and scolded coquettishly, "Break." ”

The blue light of the sword body surged, and a faint dragon groan sounded, piercing the membrane.

A soft sound sounded in the air, the membrane broke in response, and a suction force rolled in, and Qinglian'er disappeared into the air with a long sword.

Qinglian'er disappeared into this gray space.