When there was still a day left before leaving the Heavenly Mystery Realm, Chen Fan had already gathered all the Xuantian Sect disciples who could summon them.

A total of forty-five disciples are still here, which means that a fellow disciple has already suffered an accident.

After gathering everyone, Chen Fan's luck was almost gone. A group of them swept through the secret realm like a hurricane, but they still couldn't find any good natural treasures.

"Look! What is this?"

A sharp-eyed disciple said, pointing to a small tree at the top of a small mountain peak in the distance.

Chen Fan took a closer look, and he couldn't understand what it was.

A small sapling with a blue trunk and green branches and leaves looks a little weird. Under the gloomy sky of the Heavenly Mystery, the reflection is extremely mysterious.

It was still the well-informed gluttonous seniors who came out to speak: "Don't touch that thing, do ***, your current strength to contact it is tantamount to asking for hardship." ”

When Chen Fan heard the gluttonous words, he said to the sect's junior disciple: "This is a kind of medicinal material that makes *** things, and our current strength is not enough to pick it." ”

So no one mentioned it anymore, and Senior Brother Chen is now speaking with all his words, and everyone is very convinced.

In this way, the time of the day passed slowly, and finally came to the day of leaving the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

Early the next morning, everyone returned to the position where they were teleported into the Heavenly Mystery Realm by the black hole at the beginning, and they were all waiting to return to their own sect.

Among the four major sects, the number of monks belonging to the Xuantian Sect who died was the smallest, only four people. And the Blood Knife Gate lost the largest number of people, and it was actually twenty-five people!

The mortality rate of up to 50% makes many people sigh, and the luck of the Blood Knife Gate is too bad.

How did they know that there were as many as eight people who died in the hands of Chen Fan, a monk of the Blood Knife Sect. However, the four monks who escaped obviously released the news, so the eyes of everyone in the Blood Knife Sect were full of hatred when they looked at Chen Fan.

There is another big thing, there is a high probability that the senior brother of Fengyun Castle will die in the Heavenly Mystery Realm. The disciples of Fengyun Castle now looked like headless flies, and their hearts were very anxious.

To put it mildly, their senior brother's value is higher than all of them, and their participation in the secret realm is equivalent to coming to accompany the prince to study.

Hearing this, Chen Fan beat a drum in his heart, he was a little suspicious that the Fengyun Castle disciple who assassinated him was their senior brother. That kind of character doesn't seem to be a simple character, otherwise it's too hidden.

"Boom!"

A crack slowly opened in the space, and a round of black holes slowly appeared. Unlike at the beginning, the space next to the black hole is actually a little colorful and shiny, which looks very dazzling and charming.

All the monks watched a huge black hole appear in front of them, and they all knew in their hearts that this Heavenly Mysterious Realm did not know when it would be able to reappear in the human world again.

Staring at the rolling and spinning black hole, Chen Fan was a little distracted. He is not the only one who is in such a state, many people are recalling the various accidents that happened in the past seven days.

Some people have gone out with good luck and found heavenly treasures and are ready to go out to exchange cultivation resources. Some people have nothing to gain, and not only that, but they may also lose their treasures, or lose their friends.

The Heavenly Mystic Realm is like a huge melting pot, and the disciples of the Xuantian Sect have gone through the experience of blood and fire in these seven days, and they have also understood the cruelty of cultivation.

Idleness in the clouds and wild cranes, attaining the Tao and being free is not cultivation, escaping death and going against the sky is the real life of a monk.

This is not only true for Chen Fan, but also for everyone in Xuantian Sect. They had lived too casually in the sect before, but now that they have experienced such tribulations, their path of cultivation will be a little more steady.

The days of fear were finally coming to an end, and they were able to return to their own sect to continue cultivating.

For Chen Fan, it is most important to improve his strength as soon as possible. Among the ten major sects, there are definitely monks who have broken through the infancy stage. The person from Fengyun Castle broke through before, although he was defeated by Chen Fan, but the realm was indeed in the infancy stage.

Xuantian Sect is the head of the top ten sects, and it is outrageous that the younger generation can't even find a monk in the infant stage.

Moreover, Chen Fan wanted to go out to the Heavenly Mystery Realm and hurry out to experience and constantly improve his strength.

Under Ouyang Ye's protection, he would live very safely, but his sword path and cultivation progress would definitely slow down a lot.

If Chen Fan wants to travel the heavens and worlds, he must put in more effort than others to be able to do it.

Glancing back at the vibrant Heavenly Mystery Realm, Chen Fan stepped into the black hole and returned to the Miracle Continent.

Ouyang Ye and the other sect masters had been waiting outside the Heavenly Mystery for a full seven days, and the backbone disciples in the sect were among them. If something goes wrong, no one can accept such a reality.

The air gradually shook, and a black hole slowly appeared, and everyone sighed in their hearts.

The appearance of a black hole proves that they can come back, and if there is no black hole, those people will be miserable, trapped forever in some space-time turbulent space.

After a while, seeing the disciples slowly coming out of the black hole, Ouyang Ye's hanging heart finally let go. Especially when he saw Chen Fan, a smile appeared on his face.

The old man in blood was not so happy, he found out how many disciples of his sect were missing, as if he had experienced some great difficulty, and his face was very ugly.

Everyone in Fengyun Castle is also crying with a sad face, and the senior brother who led the team is gone, how can you explain it to us?

"How do you feel in the Heavenly Mystery Realm, have you gained anything?" asked Ouyang Ye to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan said respectfully: "Master, the harvest is naturally there, and it is not small. ”

Hearing this, a strange color flashed in Ouyang Ye's eyes, and then he didn't speak.

At this time, a huge punch hit Chen Fan, and with unstoppable might, this punch was not something that Chen Fan could withstand.

It turned out to be an old man in blood, and when he heard that Chen Fan had killed eight disciples of his sect, the whole person immediately went crazy. It is really not easy to cultivate a capable disciple in these years.

Chen Fan, this little brute, actually killed eight of them in one go! How could he not be annoyed?

Ouyang Ye on the side reacted instantly, and directly punched back with a backhand.

Two violent fists exploded in the air, and the wave of qi that came out of it let out a violent roar. Chen Fan himself was also under some momentum, and his face turned pale.

It turned out that the battle between the monks was so terrifying! It was just a little bit of residual power, and I almost couldn't stand it. Chen Fan thought to himself in his heart.