Moko Realm, seven light-years to the west, deep in the mist.

A few months ago, a secret realm was born here, and there was a lot of commotion, attracting the forces of several surrounding realms to flock to it.

The so-called secret realm, which is different from the relics, refers to the inner world of the fallen powerhouses in history, or the blessed land of some perishing forces.

In other words, there are traces in the history of civilization, which is called a secret realm, and if it existed before the birth of civilization, it is a relic of relics. Among the two, there are generally various resource treasures, but above the level, there is a big gap.

The fog is raging, and the surrounding area has been cleared of non-living objects.

A crack with scarlet blood light escaping, stretched between heaven and earth, stretched for millions of miles, was the entrance to the secret realm, and the continuous influx of human figures was as small as dust.

In the void, there were extremely large divine boats silently suspended, and shadows were cast down, making all the monks passing below look sideways with awe on their faces.

"The Holy Land on which the Sun Never Sets, the Holy Land of Reincarnation, the Holy Land of the Netherworld, and the Holy Land of the Black Heaven, the Holy Land of True Hell, ......"

"Strange, what are all these holy places gathered here for? At first, I thought I wanted to occupy this secret realm, but unexpectedly it didn't stop the rest of the monks from entering! ”

Many people don't know why, it's not a ruin, it's just a secret realm, and it won't attract so many powerful holy places to come.

The strangest thing is that he just watched silently from the sidelines, and there was no movement.

Some monks, happy to see this, hurriedly escaped into the secret realm, for fear that the holy land would suddenly change their minds and clear the place.

And those suspicious and cautious monks, seeing this strange scene, turned away without looking back.

Treasures are good, but they must be enjoyed with a life.

The game between the holy places, these little shrimps, once they are affected, they will definitely die.

The Feather Immortal Boat is the only realm-level divine boat in the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven, which is 570,000 zhang long, like a floating continent.

On the immortal boat, there are many figures, and the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven almost poured out of the nest in order to cope with this big competition.

It's not that they want to, it's that it's bigger than the rules.

The rules are as follows:

1. Tongtian Realm and below, you can enter the secret realm to participate in the big competition.

2. All forces need to send at least one hundred monks from the Tongtian Realm, one thousand from the Vientiane Realm, ten thousand from the Shenzang Realm, one hundred thousand from the Sumeru Realm, one million from the Dust Realm, and ten million from the Lingxuan Realm.

3. Fight each other without restrictions, killing a Spirit Xuan Realm will accumulate 10 points, and the Dust Realm will accumulate 100 points, increasing tenfold in turn. After the big competition is over, the faction with the highest total points wins, and the monk with the highest individual points wins the first place, and various treasures are given.

4. The time limit is one year, and if the secret realm is broken, the big competition will end early.

5. In this big competition, the central center of the system that has applied to the high-dimensional space-time is the supervisor, which is fair and just and open, and the integral statistics are completed by the system through the super-dimensional connector statistics, so the premise of participating in the big competition must wear a super-dimensional bracelet.

Such a cruel competition, drenched in blood, is definitely the most cruel of all kinds of competitions.

Throwing a large number of monks into the same space regardless of rank, and engaging in indiscriminate and unrestricted chaotic battles can be described as inhumane, and how to distribute the monks participating in the war is also a headache.

In addition to the minimum number of people, the rules clearly state that "there is no upper limit", send more monks in, then the overall strength of your own side will be stronger, but correspondingly, it will also provide a large number of points to the opponent.

It's no wonder that when Kong Yangzi read the content on the scroll, he was shocked and frightened.

This form of Dabi, although rare, is not uncommon, but it is often used when the two forces have irreconcilable hatred and do not want to go to war completely.

Being able to apply for the right to use the hub of the high-dimensional space-time system, it is obvious that the high-level of the Nine Clans Alliance has a tacit attitude towards this cruel duel.

The reason is very simple, just like the faith war in the elven race, the Nine Clans Alliance also needs to be prepared for danger in times of peace, and make its monks full of blood, the greenhouse can only cultivate flowers, and only killing can create a real strong.

At the same time, fighting is also the best way to redistribute resources, the strong are always strong, and the weak are plundered, so that the real Tianjiao demon can rise quickly in blood and fire.

The "Life Protection Regulations" promulgated by the Supreme Council are only for ordinary beings who do not possess extraordinary powers, and the protection of the mortal world is also for the sake of a larger population base and the birth of more pure-blood races.

As for the cultivation world, the [Supreme Council] will not pay attention to life and death, anyway, this world lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of population, there is a reincarnation in the underworld, and I am afraid that the monk will die?

The big waves wash the sand, the first time to see the real gold, those who can become strong will always become strong, and the cruel cultivation world is the best place for them to experience.

"Eldest sister, you say, Brother Yan, can he still rush back?"

On the feathered immortal boat, Wang Wenqian held a folding fan in his hand, looking at the hideous giant ship in the mist in the distance, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

It was less than ten hours before the day of the opening of Dabi, but there was still no trace of Yan Xing.

Besides, what if Brother Yan rushed back?

Wang Wenqian shook his head and smiled bitterly, their generation is still too young, and the cultivation years are too short, even if they have some talents, how can they make waves in such a terrifying competition.

Yan Xing won the leader of the [Infinite Heavenly Ladder], which really amazed the audience, but in the secret realm, any Vientiane Realm should be able to beat him, right?

"Sixth brother, he will definitely rush back, because he is Yan Xing."

Wang Bao'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and the thunder flashed in the depths of Tong Kong, she believed that Yan Xing would abide by the agreement, and at the same time, she didn't want Yan Xing to come, it was best to escape as far away as possible, and wait until she became a real powerhouse, and the day when she ruled the world, she would come to avenge Feixian Dongtian.

Wang Baoer was already desperate for this time.

She didn't expect that she would suddenly kill a few supreme holy places, nor did she expect that the imaginary competition would become so bloody. According to the rules of Dabi, this secret realm will be a purgatory grinding, crushing everything, and personal strength will become extremely ridiculous.

"Alas, the world is difficult and dangerous, and I don't know why, the high-level must be tough to the end, how can these holy lands be able to compete with the flying immortals."

Wang Wenqian shook his head and sighed, his face full of puzzlement, but he didn't know that the current high-level Flying Immortals were also difficult to ride a tiger, and even the 'True Hell Holy Land' and the 'Heavenly Sealing Territory Holy Land' were also involved.

The key to the matter is no longer on the pure blood of the human race, and the protagonist has already changed quietly, it is the left eye of the saint, it is Yan Xing, everything is for him.

"Big sister, do you want to participate? The ancestors have already spoken, everything is voluntary, if you don't make up enough, you will draw lots. ”

"Actually, the higher-ups don't want you to take risks, after all, only by living can you have a future, especially a Tianjiao like the eldest sister......"

Wang Bao'er was silent, she understood what the sixth brother meant, and even her master almost made it clear that she should withdraw to protect herself.

Hugh –

Thundered!

Suddenly, three streamers of light crossed the sky, broke through the fog, and smashed on top of the fairy boat, setting off a huge sound, causing the surrounding crowd to look sideways.

"Roar hahaha!"

"Finally caught up—"

An extremely burly, three-zhang tall figure, stepping through the smoke and dust, carrying a pitch-black halberd on his shoulder, Chiguo's upper body muscles were pierced, covered with scars, and a fierce aura lingered around his body.

"It's not too late, it's not too late."

The slender figure stood in the smoke and dust, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and the sword intent was clear.

"Phew! What are you doing with the big guy? I almost killed my aunt and grandmother......"

Clang!

A thick mace, tearing through the air, smashed on the top of the burly man's head, sparks erupted, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Humph! Iron Turtle! ”

"Hey, hey!"

Hey? It turned out to be them!

They are not......

The surrounding Flying Immortal disciples all showed strange expressions in their eyes, didn't these three people disappear nine years ago? has been judged to have defected, why did it come out again?

Under the oppression of the Holy Land, many monks in the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven could not bear the spiritual torture and chose to break away from the Flying Immortals and defect to other forces.

Only Wang Bao'er, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and there was no look of surprise on her face, because she knew that it was impossible for these three guys to defect, and at the same time as sending a text message to Yan Xing, she also notified these three people.

"Raymond? Zang Wu! Queen! Wow, you guys, where have you died all these years!? ”

"I miss it!

Wang Wenqian was shocked, and almost broke the folding fan, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face, and with a jump, he hugged Raymond's thigh.

"I'm sorry, but we hid our whereabouts in the first place, because we don't know if we'll make it back alive."

Raymond stretched out his hand and lifted Wang Wenqian in front of him, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, when Quine proposed to explore the secret realm, he only had three vouchers to enter there in his hand, so he didn't tell others.

Secret realm?

No!

It wasn't a secret realm at all, but a little-known ruin, and Raymond thought of what he had encountered in it, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, the three of them were lucky and made it out alive in the end.

'Brother Yan, this time, I finally have the qualifications to look up to your back! ’

A glint appeared in Lei Meng's eyes, and he tightened the broken halberd in his hand, and a touch of confidence appeared on his face, which was unprecedentedly strong.

"Shhh What is this piece of broken copper and iron?! ”

Wang Wenqian's brows twitched, but he was a little closer to the tattered halberd, and for some reason, he felt a little hairy in his heart.

"Hahaha! It's not a piece of broken metal! ”

Raymond laughed, put Wang Wenqian down gently, and walked in front of Wang Bao'er with heavy steps.

"Senior Sister Bao'er, do you have any news about my brother Yan?"

When Wang Bao'er heard this, she looked up at the sky, her long dark purple hair swayed slightly, and her expression was complicated and inexplicable.

She regretted sending the text message a little, but if she didn't, how would she face Yan Xing afterwards.

Therefore, she can only indicate the stakes, and whether or not to come is up to Yan Xing to decide.

"Senior Brother Yan, it should be almost there!"