After Fang Yan stepped into the portal, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he was teleported to the secret realm, he adjusted his breath and began to look at his surroundings.

The current location of the direction is next to the foot of a mountain hundreds of zhang high, the aura is very strong in the secret realm, the high mountain blocks the view of the north of the dialect, the south side is a vast plain, the west side is a dense jungle, and the east is thousands of zhang away, is a huge and incomparably large space crack.

Except for the strong aura, it seems that there is no difference from the outside world? Fang Yan took out a flying sword from the storage bag and flew directly into the sky.

The scope of the secret realm was beyond the expectations of the dialect, and when he flew to a height of ten thousand feet, he still couldn't see the boundary of the secret realm, and in desperation, the dialect had to land again.

"Huh? Qingling flower? As soon as Fang Yan landed on the ground, he caught a glimpse of an elixir out of the corner of his eye, which was a third-order Qingling Flower, which was very useful for the cultivation of spiritual power.

Just as he was about to pick the flower, a mutation suddenly occurred.

Fang Yan's left arm suddenly shone brightly, and a somewhat strange talisman appeared in the air.

Something is going to happen! This was the only thought that crossed Fang Yan's mind, and although he didn't know what it was, Fang Yan's intuition told him that he must not allow this rune to continue to mutate.

Fang Yan desperately pressed the place where the rune appeared with his right hand, and kept blasting towards the rune with the cleansing spells he could cast.

But everything that Fang Yan did was useless, and the runes were gradually taking shape, and after a while, the runes flew into the sky and exploded suddenly under Fang Yan's somewhat frightened gaze.

After the rune exploded, Fang Yan didn't care about what would happen next, and urged his mana with all his strength to run towards the jungle in the distance, he wouldn't stand there stupidly waiting for something to happen.

After the secret realm was opened, it could only be reopened within six hours, and at this time, Fang Yan could only choose to escape in the secret realm, and at the same time, Fang Yan quickly changed into the magic robe that Vice President Lin had given him before.

Compared with small lives, women's clothing is an egg!

After running thousands of feet, Fang Yan suddenly found that something seemed to be blocking him in front of him, making it impossible for him to continue moving forward.

"Director Fang, what are you running? Your dress fits perfectly. A human voice sounded, and the dialect instantly knew who it was, after all, they had just met more than a month ago.

"Arakawa sake swallow!" Fang Yan turned his head angrily, but he was stunned.

At the location of the rune explosion, a void channel with a diameter of about half a meter appeared, and floating next to the passage was Arakawa Liquor Swallow...... of the skull.

"Isn't it surprised?" Arakawa Sakuto's head showed a smile on Fang Yan, the smile was still warm and bright, but under such a picture, it looked extremely weird.

"How did you get in," Fang Yan took a breath as he reached into the storage bag with his right hand.

Arakawa Jiutun's eyebrows raised, "I heard that Director Fang said that the villain died from talking too much, but no matter what preparation you have today, you will definitely die, for the sake of our acquaintance, I will let you die clearly." ”

"Actually, I'm not an anti-war faction at all," Arakawa Sakuto's head flew twice in the air, "The Arakawa family is one of the few inheritance families in the Heavenly Dog Empire, and every five generations of the Arakawa family has a person who will have a natural ability to leave a mark on others with the power of the bloodline, and then ...... when needed Sacrifice your body to open a void door to your target. ”

"The imprint was left when you tapped me on the shoulder during that meeting?" Fang Yan quickly thought of when he had been tricked, "Why bother, you sacrificed yourself, didn't you also want to die?" ”

As far as the dialect can tell, the vitality of Arakawa Sakutsu is constantly dissipating, and it won't be long before he dies completely.

"Wang! For the glory of the tenu god! The people of the Arakawa family are not afraid of death! Arakawa Sakuto's expression suddenly became much more hideous, and soon he regained his composure, "Speaking of which, I still have to thank you, without you, I don't know how long it will take for me to call out this 'Wang' so freely." ”

Fang Yan shook his head, "You really think of me, too." ”

"You and I are going to die, there is no need to talk these nonsense," Arakawa showed his standard smile again, "The Xiyun Empire and the Heavenly Dog Empire are already feuding, what you are doing in the Xiyun Empire is not known to other countries, how can the Heavenly Dog Empire not know?" It's not just me who died with you today, but another one...... For the tengu, Wang! ”

After Arakawa finished swallowing these words, the only remaining head instantly turned into countless blood-red grains of sand, which dissolved in the passage, making the void passage a little bigger.

A moment later, a pair of withered hands stretched out from the passage, and then a lifeless figure stepped out of it.

There were finger-sized spatial cracks around the figure, and Fang Yan heard Old Man Bai say that when those high-level cultivators who had the rudiments of the 'Dao' couldn't control the fusion of 'Dao' and reality before they died, this kind of spatial crack would appear around them.

This kind of cultivator is at least above the ninth order!

As soon as the deathly figure stepped into the secret realm, the supreme rules of the secret realm instantly began to suppress, but this kind of high-level monk could at least hold on for more than a dozen breaths under the rules!

The lifeless figure was shrouded in black fog, and it was impossible to see the face.

"I, the Tengu Ninth Order Dead Soldier, Neykang Ben!" The black figure let out a low roar, and then the terrifying aura from his whole body rushed towards Fang Yan.

This is a ninth-order monk of the Heavenly Dog Empire, he failed to attack the legend and was about to die, and the Heavenly Dog Empire invited him at a price sufficient to protect the Nekang family, what he had to do was to enter the secret realm and blow himself up next to Fang Yan!

This is the biggest desperate situation that dialects have ever faced!

Affected by the self-explosion of Nakang Minoto, he will definitely die, and the magic robe on his body can only resist the eighth-order self-explosion, a ninth-order that can impact the legend, and its self-explosion power is impossible for dialects to resist, and now dialects can only gamble on the space crack on the east side!

Although the chance of surviving by entering the spatial crack is almost zero, one is 'certain to die', and the other is to be 'almost dead', even if the probability of survival is 1 in 100 million, it is better than waiting for death!

Fang Yan's mind was extremely clear at this time, and Nakang must have known that he had armor on his body, and the energy of the self-explosion was evenly dispersed in 360 degrees, and he couldn't control the angle of the energy impact

Therefore, in order to ensure the success of the self-explosion, he will not blow himself up until he is at least about fifty zhang next to the dialect, and at his current speed, it will take about two breaths to get to the dialect.

And the time when the dialect reaches the spatial crack now, it will take at least three breaths!