Suddenly, everyone outside felt the faint fluctuation of spatial power, and they all turned their eyes to the huge rag, only to see that in the center of the huge waterfall, silver light flickered, and it looked like a silver vortex was about to appear.

"Ha, it's not time yet, the exit has been opened, and it looks like the Heaven Snatching Altar has been taken away," a middle-aged monk said loudly, looking in the direction of the waterfall

"Hehe, I just don't know whose hands this heaven-seizing altar will fall into"

"Needless to say, it's either the Heavenly Sword Sect or the Ten Thousand Law Sect, the disciples who have entered the secret realm are all sect elites, and their strength is not comparable to ordinary monks of the same level."

"It makes sense, but the strength of the Heavenly Demon Valley is not weak, I'm afraid there is some hope, and there are also masters of the Medicine King Valley in it."

"Well, the strength of the people in the Heavenly Demon Valley is indeed powerful, and there is a chance to obtain the power of the Heaven Snatching Altar, as for the Medicine King Valley, with all due respect, if it is a competition for alchemy, the Medicine King Valley is indeed superior, but this secret realm is not competing for alchemy" The man shook his head, not optimistic about the Medicine King Valley.

"Well, you're right, the Medicine King Valley seems to be completely hopeless."

Although the voices of the two were not loud, the monks on this platform were all masters with amazing strength, and they could hear it clearly, and the monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Law Sect showed proud smiles on their faces.

As for Yaochen, he looked at it with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "You two have a kind of repeat!"

A terrifying aura erupted from Yao Chen's body, forming a huge pressure that enveloped the two monks who had just spoken, although the two monks who had just spoken had the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant stage, but in front of Yao Chen, they looked insignificant.

"Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives......" Under the terrifying pressure of medicine dust, the two Yuan Infant Monks were terrified and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Senior Brother Yaochen, forget it, don't be like these people" The monk surnamed Lei who was sitting next to him took action to stop Yaochen, according to Yaochen's temperament, once he went crazy, the two Yuan Infant monks who just spoke would definitely be unlucky.

"Yo, your strength is not as good as that of people, and you are afraid of people saying it? Could it be that your Medicine King Valley can't afford to lose this person?" said the sword evil yin and yang not far away, looking at this side with a shameful smile.

"Sword Evil, you bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu abolished you today!" Yaochen turned his eyes coldly to the sword evil who spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a strong killing intent erupted from his body.

Hearing this, the expression on the sword evil froze, and there was a little jealousy in the eyes that looked at Yao Chen, although he was also a master of the distraction period, but the realm of Yao Chen was higher than that of the sword evil, and at the same time, Yao Chen was a well-known battle maniac, and his strength was so strong that there were few opponents in the same level in Dongzhou.

Even the sword cultivator, who is a sword cultivator, is very afraid of the fiery medicine dust.

Speaking of which, the strength of the cultivators in the Medicine King Valley was not strong, and their strengths were mainly focused on the alchemy talent, but Yaochen was one of the outliers, the alchemy was a mess, but the strength was quite terrifying, which was not a secret at all in the cultivation world.

The sword evil's face turned blue and white for a while, looking at Yao Chen, he was faintly angry, but he was still a little jealous, and at this time, a blue-robed old man next to him walked to the sword evil with a smile on his face, looked in the direction of the Medicine King Valley and said, "Yao Chen, I don't believe you can abolish us here."

While speaking, several other masters of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Law Sect approached each other, among which there were four Heavenly Sword Sect monks in the out-of-body period, and there was also a master in the Distraction Period in the Ten Thousand Law Sect, and there were also a few monks in the Out-of-Body Period, and the formation was huge, surpassing the Medicine King Valley.

Yaochen's gaze turned to the old man who spoke, his face sank, and he said in an unkind tone: "Qibao old ghost, you also want to fight against our Medicine King Valley?"

"Haha, Yaochen Daoist is serious, it's just that my Wanfa Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect advance and retreat together, if Yaochen Daoist is ready to make a move, my Wanfa Sect will naturally not sit idly by" The blue-robed old man snorted.

"Hehe, Yaochen Daoist, there is no result in the argument now, anyway, the exit is ready to open, I am a competition that belongs to their juniors, and we don't count what we said, but Yaochen Daoist friends dare to make a bet with my Wanfa Sect" Another distraction monk of the Wanfa Sect stepped forward and said with a smile.

It was a middle-aged man with a goatee, dressed as a scribe, but with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Hearing this, Yaochen frowned, his face became gloomy, he was not a fool, he could see that the people of the Ten Thousand Law Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect had been united, and the number of people on his side was small, so he had no advantage at all.

And what made him even more concerned was that if the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect who entered the secret realm also united, I am afraid that the situation of the disciples of the Medicine King Valley would be a little dangerous, and since the other party is now proposing a gamble, it is obvious that he has a chance to win.

The expression of the monk surnamed Lei on the side also became gloomy, but he was still calmer, knowing that the other party wanted to take the opportunity to extort a sum of money, and when he saw the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Wanfa Sect united, the monk surnamed Lei understood that the chances of other forces in the secret realm competing for the Heaven Capture Altar were a little slim.

"Senior brother, don't be impulsive, the secret realm is about to open, it's better not to make extraneous branches," the monk surnamed Lei turned his head to look at Yaochen and said

"Well, do you think I'm going to be stupid enough to bet with them?" Yaochen snorted and turned his head away.

Hearing Yaochen say this, the monk surnamed Lei breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that Yaochen would be impulsive and make some unexpected moves.

"Yo, I just want to bet on which of our three parties the Heaven Grabbing Altar in the secret realm belongs to this time, could it be that Yaochen Daoist friends don't have confidence in your own disciples, or do you have no confidence in the Medicine King Valley, or are all the people you sent into the secret realm some waste?"

"You ......" Yaochen was furious, the aura on his body was extremely violent, and he stared angrily at the Ten Thousand Law Sect monks who spoke.

"Senior Brother Yaochen, don't fall for their agitation, don't be impulsive" The monk surnamed Lei was nervous, and hurriedly spoke to appease Yaochen.

"Hmph, of course I know that they are using the agitation method, will I be fooled?" Yaochen snorted again and glanced to the side.

"Haha, it turns out that the people of Yaowang Valley are just lost dogs, and they don't even dare to take a small gamble, and they are also known as one of the eight major sects in Dongzhou, Yaochen, you coward, don't come out next time and be embarrassed."

"Yes, it wasn't enough to be embarrassed last time, and this time you led the team out to lose face, your skin is really thick enough, and you don't even dare to take a gamble" Sword Evil also laughed together.

"Hmph, bastard, who said I wouldn't dare to take it! Have the ability to draw a line, what are you betting on?" Yao Chen's blood surged, patting his chest and saying loudly, the face of the monk surnamed Lei next to him suddenly turned as black as the bottom of the pot.