After collecting more than a dozen black sand scorpions, Yan Xu found a rock cliff and meditated against the rock wall to restore mana.

You may face danger at any time in the secret realm, try to keep your mana abundant, and maybe you can save your life at a critical moment. Half an hour later, Yan Xu recovered to his best condition before continuing to set off.

In the sky, the angle of the sun has hardly changed, and there is no alternation of day and night in the secret realm, and the light is always sprinkled with gray light.

From this point of view, the hazy sun behind the faint red mist in mid-air should only be an illusory projection produced by the secret realm formation, not the real sun.

Yan Xu released his spiritual power, felt the change in aura, and chose the direction to continue to move forward.

Along the way, Yan Xu encountered a few black sand scorpions, but most of them appeared scattered, like at the beginning, it was not common for a dozen sand scorpions to gather in groups, and the battle process was much easier.

Among the sand scorpions encountered, the most powerful one has a cultivation level that is almost equivalent to the sixth layer of qi refining, much larger than other black sand scorpions, more than five feet long, and the tail scorpion has a few traces of demonic red light in the black sting, and if the body is stabbed, the toxin will spread rapidly.

Although this black sand scorpion was a little more difficult, it was still broken by Yan Xu's eight-pole stick A few small eyes on the front of the scorpion's body, and shattered the internal organs, and finally became a pair of excellent refining materials stored in the master's ring.

In addition to this, Yan Xu also met two unlucky monks on the road. Half of the body was exposed on the yellow sand, and the rest of the body was long gone, and the dried blood stained a large area of yellow sand a dark red.

Yan Xu cautiously observed whether there was anything suspicious around the corpse, and cautiously leaned over after confirming that there was no danger.

According to the traces of the battle at the scene, the two died under the siege of several black sand scorpions.

Staring at the bloody corpse, Yan Xu shook his head and said in his heart:

"If they knew how dangerous the secret realm was, would these people still risk coming? Cultivating the truth is going against the sky, walking on thin ice, and it may fall at any time. ”

Sighing and sighing, Yan Xu rummaged through the storage bags left by the two people, did not look closely at the rings stuffed into the master's ring, and then continued to hurry.

About three days later, Yan Xu finally walked out of the land of yellow sand and came to a stone forest.

In the stone forest, you can see yellow-brown stone pillars of different thicknesses everywhere, different shapes are like trees, and the thin stone pillars are only one foot wide, but the thick dozen people can't hug them.

These stone pillars are connected together, like a natural labyrinth, and if you venture into it, you will only lose your way.

After stepping into the stone forest, Yan Xu felt that the aura around him was a little stronger, and in addition to the stone pillars, he could also find a lot of green shrubs, which made Yan Xu, who had been suffocated by the yellow sand and red mist in the sky for several days, feel a lot better.

Moreover, there were all kinds of signs that continuing to go to the Stone Forest should be going to the center of the secret realm, and Yan Xu chose the right direction.

The stone forest is intricate, often turning a fork in the road, and immediately facing three forks in the road, Yan Xu must always maintain his mental strength to ensure that he will not lose his way.

Only when a monk reaches the seventh level of qi refining can he transform his spiritual power into divine consciousness, and the biggest difference between divine consciousness and spiritual power is that in addition to being able to perceive the surrounding space in all directions, his ability to manipulate spells and magic weapons has risen to a completely different level.

And this is also the biggest difference between a seventh-level Qi refining cultivator and a low-level cultivator.

Now, Yan Xu can only barely extend his spiritual power to within ten zhang, and he is a little struggling, and he must stop meditating and rest every few hours.

However, the harvest in the Stone Forest was also more abundant than in the Yellow Sand Land, and the number of spirit grasses found in just one day was comparable to the previous total, and there were dozens of various level 1 spirit grasses.

Picking a few spiritual grasses growing on the stone pillar rock wall, Yan Xu was about to leave, when he vaguely heard a voice coming from somewhere in front of him, and his words were very intense.

Yan Xu restrained his breath and cautiously leaned in, looking through the gap between the stone pillars, the two monks were facing each other.

One of the monks was wearing a white robe, with a handsome appearance, a faint sickly red color between his eyebrows, judging from the costume, he was a disciple of the Flower Washing Sect, a sixth-level cultivator of Qi refining, and he stared at the monk opposite with a bad face.

The other monk looked like a loose monk, and argued with red ears on his face, and said:

"These Rank 1 Spirit Grass 'Stone Cranberry' were originally discovered by me and have already been given to you, why are you still refusing to let me go?"

The white-robed man smiled contemptuously: "How can a few stone vines be enough, hurry up and throw your storage bag over, otherwise your life will be confessed here." ”

"Fellow Daoists raise their noble hands! As long as you don't embarrass me, how about collecting the spirit grass and giving you half of it? Scattered cultivation qi fifth-layer cultivation, knowing that it was not the opponent of the white-robed man of the Flower Washing Sect in front of him, his tone immediately softened.

"Hahahaha! Do you really think you'll be able to get out of the secret realm alive? Even if I don't kill you, it's just a dead end. It's better to give me the storage bag, and you can die a well-deserved death. The white-robed man laughed at the other party as if he had heard some joke.

Seeing that the white-robed man didn't have the slightest intention of relenting, he looked like he was begging for perfection just now, and immediately turned his face full of ruthlessness, and said, "Hmph! It's a big deal to use the space teleportation charm directly, and it won't cheapen you for nothing! ”

As he spoke, Sanxiu took out the space teleportation talisman issued by the Imperial Beast Sect from his arms, pinched it in his hand, and immediately used it when he saw that the situation was wrong.

The white-robed man gradually stopped laughing and said, "Let you die to understand!" This space teleportation charm, if you don't use it, maybe you can still have a trace of survival, if you use it, you can guarantee your life, hehe! ”

Hearing the white-robed man say this, Sanxiu forcibly targeted, and there was not much reaction on the surface, but the spatial teleportation talisman in his hand was grasped more tightly, but Yan Xu, who was hiding next to him, was shocked.

"The Royal Beast Sect's trip to the secret realm always makes me feel that something is wrong, is it really as he said that the space teleportation talisman has been manipulated?"

Seeing that the scattered cultivators on the other side were unmoved, the white-robed man was too lazy to explain, so he picked up the magic trick and sent out two wind blades one after another, attacking the other party.

Sanxiu hurriedly sacrificed a small yellow flag and rolled up three cyan rays of light, two of which blocked the wind blade, and the other shot towards the white-robed man.

The white-robed man's face was slightly cold, his left hand was raised up to block the cyan light, and then he recited the mantra in his mouth, his eyes suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light, and even Yan Xu, who was hiding next to him, felt bursts of mental fluctuations.

Flower Washing Sect Illusion! Yan Xu had been taught by Bai Yu before, at that time, Bai Yu had almost let himself fall into the Boundless Illusion Realm after only refining the fourth layer of qi.

This white-robed man cultivated to the sixth level of qi refining, and although he did not use magic weapons to bless him, his power was definitely far above Bai Yu.

Sanxiu's eyes suddenly showed confusion, but this person's heart was still a little tenacious, and he suddenly showed a little struggle, gritting his teeth to get out of the illusion temporarily.

When the Washing Flower Sect's illusion technique dealt with a cultivator who was lower than his own cultivation, the psychedelic effect could be said to have never missed, and this casual cultivator obviously understood this truth, and took advantage of the moment of soberness to decisively tear up the space teleportation charm.

At this moment, the light of Sanxiu's body flickered, and there were fluctuations in the surrounding space, and several thin black lines of broken space flashed unsteadily.

Affected by the spatial fluctuations, the white-robed man's illusion suddenly lost its effect, and his eyes that had returned to normal stared at the scattered cultivator in front of him with the expression of a dead man.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

Sanxiu suddenly let out a painful scream, his body seemed to be squeezed and twisted a little, and then a black light flashed, and the whole person disappeared.

And where the scattered cultivator stood just now, there was actually half an arm, a few pieces of minced flesh, and a lot of blood on the ground.