"I hope that those who are destined for this pearl are among you."

"The secret realm is extremely dangerous, and I hope that in the past six months in the secret realm of returning to the ruins, you will turn evil into good fortune and be auspicious in distress."

The gentle and calm voice of the sect master of Kunlun Palace fell on everyone's ears.

After he finished speaking, he leaned to the side, letting the clouds condense into a substantial phoenix shape behind him.

The phoenix has wings spread out and its head is held high.

Its swirling belly is the entrance to the secret realm of returning to the ruins.

The Taixuan Sword Sect, as the leader of the sect competition, stood at the front of the team.

It is followed by Kunlun Palace and Wuxiang Sect and other sects.

Then there are the top 50 friars in the group and individual competitions.

The overlapping quota of the three groups of competitions will not be postponed, so the number of monks who have actually entered the secret realm is less than the number on the surface.

The sect master of Kunlun Palace had a kind face and said, "The entrance to the secret realm has been opened, please enter." ”

……

Wow –

Jiang Yanlu emerged alone from the ice spring under the waterfall.

The girl was soaking wet, her hair sticking to her face, and the biting cold kept penetrating into her skin through the fabric.

It feels like you're going to be frozen into ice in the next moment.

She couldn't help but shudder, wiped her face casually, and hurriedly urged the aura in her body to ward off the cold.

How can it be so cold?

Ever since she started cultivating, she had never felt this kind of coldness that penetrated deep into her bone marrow.

Jiang Yanlu walked towards the shore while vigilantly looking at everything around him.

The teleportation location of the Ruins Secret Realm is random.

Although she stepped into the secret realm with her junior brother, she was still separated from them during the teleportation process.

Before the temperature on his body returned to normal, Jiang Yanlu was keenly aware of the dangerous aura behind him.

She turned her head sharply, and saw a long red object like silk, wrapped in terrifying power, speeding towards her!

Jiang Yanlu immediately pulled out the Nine Heavens Sword, injected the aura into it, and swung it towards the other party with all his might!

The incomparably sharp Nine Heavens Sword only scratched a fingernail-deep scar on it.

Green blood burst out of the gap.

It's not satin! It's the tongue!

Jiang Yanlu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he heard an unpleasant and piercing scream in the distance.

The next moment, she was struck in the abdomen by this suddenly fierce long object, and she flew out with a slap, and fell into the cold and biting spring water again.

Jiang Yanlu's back hit the tip of the rock, and there was a sharp pain in his chest and back.

She frowned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The crimson blood dispersed in the ice fountain in an instant, and then disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Yanlu exhaled, stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and staggered up from the spring water.

Her clothes, which were not yet dry, were soaked again, and drops of water fell from her long, curly eyelashes.

If it weren't for the new god-level defensive vestment that she had exchanged for in the system mall earlier, she would probably have been photographed into a ball of meat sauce now.

Before Jiang Yanlu could fully straighten up, a green demon beast jumped in front of her, splashing a huge splash.

She raised her hand to block it, and when she saw the demon beast that suddenly appeared in front of her, her face changed suddenly.

Eighth-Order Ice Frog!!

How could there be an eighth-order demon beast comparable to a powerhouse of the Great Perfection of the Merge Realm in the Returning Ruins Secret Realm?!

Jiang Yanlu remembered that the difficulty of returning to the ruins in the plot of the original book was clearly introduced.

The higher the monk's cultivation, the more dangerous the secret realm of returning to the ruins.

The lower the monk's cultivation, the safer it is to return to the ruins.

But no matter how dangerous and safe it is, there will be an upper and lower limit.

The upper limit of the level of the demon beast is the eighth order.

Therefore, the secret realm of the ruins where they are now is the most dangerous level!

Jiang Yanlu frowned.

In her previous life, she did not participate in the Great Competition of the Cultivation Realm, nor did she enter the Secret Realm of Returning to Ruins.

Everything that happened in the secret realm, she saw it in the book, following Yun Qing's perspective.

She knew that the heroine Yun Qing and her party had been in the Guiru Secret Realm for six months, and they had only encountered a few sixth-order demon beasts during that time.

I haven't even seen the shadow of a seventh-order demon beast, let alone an eighth-order demon beast!

Why is it that in this life, after she and her junior brother joined, the danger of returning to the ruins secret realm is so much higher?!

Jiang Yanlu hasn't come up with a reason yet.

The eighth-order Xuanbing Frog snorted coldly.

Its fist-wide eyes, which were on the door of its head, looked down at Jiang Yanlu, and its red mouth opened and closed, revealing human language.

Its voice was shriveled and ugly: "It's just a little yuan baby, it's not enough for me to stuff my teeth, and dare to shout in front of me?!" See if I don't devour you! ”

The Xuan Bing Frog still hated Jiang Yanlu for scratching its tongue, and when the words fell, he attacked her again!

The strength of the eighth-order demon beast was too strong, and Jiang Yanlu couldn't beat the other party at all.

Even if you fight hard and can barely make it half dead, it's not worth it at all.

Who knows if there will be an eighth-order demon beast, or a certain monk, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to wipe them out?!

This was the first day they entered the secret realm of returning to the ruins, and they would have to spend half a year in the future.

Jiang Yanlu didn't want to make himself so embarrassed as soon as he came in.

So, when the eighth-order Xuan Ice Frog stretched out its tongue again, wanting to swallow Jiang Yanlu into its belly.

She quickly took out the Blood Moon Brand Dragon Scale Shell from the jade bracelet, swished, turned into a white light and shadow, and burrowed inside.

Poof!

The headless and limbless shell of the tortoise, several circles larger than the iron pot, fell into the ice fountain.

The ice frog's tongue flew out and hit a lonely one.

It opened its mouth wide, its tongue drooped outward, lowered its head, and stared at the blood-red tortoise shell covered with hard dragon scales in the ice fountain with big eyes, and there was a moment of confusion.

At this moment, the self-shrinking Jiang Yanlu is nesting in the turtle shell, and according to the method of [Product Details], it is constantly injecting spiritual energy into it.

The Ice Frog had just approached to see what the hell this little girl was up to.

Just listen to the "poof" twice.

The turtle, which originally had only a red shell, suddenly appeared with two front legs.

The Xuan Bing Frog was startled, thinking that this was Jiang Yanlu's attack, and hurriedly dodged back.

Poof-

Poof-

Two more times.

The turtle's two hind feet also quickly popped out.

At this time, Jiang Yanlu had already used up most of the aura in his body.

She didn't have time to inject more aura and wait for the turtle's head to come out.

Escape matters!

Who knows if the ice frog will swallow it with the turtle when she grows her head!

Jiang Yanlu blindly chose a direction at random, urging the shrinking turtle to slip away!

At the same time, the ice frog is waiting for the other party's next move.

It wanted to see what the hell this little girl was going to do, and how far she was going to die.

I saw the limbs of the headless blood moon turtle fluttering wildly in the ice spring.

Then, at a lightning speed of mutation, he rubbed under the ass that was still a little gapy.

The ice frog's feet were empty, and he sat on the red dragon scale turtle shell that pierced his buttocks.

Before it could jump, the Blood Moon Turtle carried it and fled desperately in one of the directions.

The Ice Frog watched the trees on both sides retreat rapidly with a bewildered expression, and began to doubt the frog life.