The plan can't catch up with the changes, and it is estimated that the small secret realm will take about half a day to enter, but I never thought that the front foot of the Haiyou Sword Sect had just landed, and the space barrier on the back foot would open on its own when it was weak.

The situation was urgent, and Bai Zhizheng didn't refute Zou Yanwen's meaning anymore, and nodded with all the disciples, with a solemn expression.

Soon, as soon as Zou Yanwen's words fell, the crack in the space became a little bigger, and there were already the thickness of someone's arms, which couldn't help but make the monks present more and more restless.

Because no one could get in, everyone was able to calm down, but seeing that the portal was getting bigger and bigger, some anxious monks gradually couldn't bear their temperament.

At this time, I saw that the leading disciple of the Ling Jue Hall had returned to the field at some point, and said in a loud voice:

"Seniors and fellow Daoists, please be calm, the entrance to the small secret realm has just opened, and it will take a long time to maintain a certain width for people to pass for a long time, and the seniors of the Immortal Sword Sect will also come to preside over the opening ceremony of the small secret realm later, please don't be impatient!"

As soon as the words fell, a rough voice came from nowhere, and the tone teased:

"Junior, you Ling Jue Hall invited someone to take care of this and that, your grandfather hasn't been reincarnated when Lao Tzu is practicing!

This rough voice is sometimes far and near, fluctuating, and Qingyun's ear power can't hear the direction, which shows that his cultivation is definitely good.

However, although he was rude, he deliberately hid his voice, thinking that he probably had some scruples about the main Immortal Sword Sect.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the spatial crack suddenly became a few points larger, which was as thick as the waist of an ordinary person, and it could already accommodate a thinner person to pass through.

Seeing this, the monks of this Ling Jue Hall were also a little unsure, according to their previous experience, the crack would take at least an hour or two from the thickness of a silver needle to the width of a human body, but how long had it been?

But what surprised him even more was yet to come!

When everyone was unnoticed, the sky was already shrouded in countless black and oppressive dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was magnificent. And the dark clouds seemed to have spirituality, and they actually floated towards the top of the entrance of the small secret realm, and the speed was extremely fast.

Immediately afterwards, a series of terrifying electric wires visible to the naked eye shuttled in the dark clouds, like the legendary dragon traveling in the sky.

"Boom!"

In the midst of countless horrified gazes, the cruising electric wires entwined and coiled, eventually forming a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm, and slammed straight from the air with lightning speed, slamming towards the still expanding crack.

It's just that I don't know what kind of external force it was affected by, and this groundbreaking thunder could only fall on the crack for more than ten feet, and it could never go down again.

There seemed to be an invisible prohibition above the crack that blocked the fall of the thunder tribulation, and forcibly intercepted the countless thunder wires above everyone's heads, which was extremely weird.

Everyone has heard that all things that are against the sky are usually born by thunder, and this secret realm is essentially a fragment of an ancient small world, and it is reasonable to be struck by lightning in this world.

But the thunder did not succeed, which is a big surprise. Crossing the catastrophe, crossing the catastrophe, if it is okay, then it is considered to be over, but the thunder tribulation can't fall, and everyone has heard of it for the first time.

The changes in this scene after scene made everyone dazzled and dizzy.

Besides, the crack seemed to have spirituality, and when it saw that the thunder tribulation could not interfere with its growth, it suddenly began to grow longer and wider.

While everyone was still immersed in the terrifying thunderstorm why it couldn't fall, the crack had risen to a width large enough for two people to enter at the same time.

I don't know who was the first to react, and then countless voices shouted at the same time:

"The little secret realm is open, everyone hurry up!"

Although everyone has lingering fears about the aftermath of this thunder, there is a way that people die for money, and birds die for food.

As long as one of the birds is safe and sound, then the carp that swarms across the river will probably use up their life's strength to feed and rush into this man-eating whirlpool.

Seeing that greed was already unstoppable, the leading disciple of the Ling Jue Hall could only sigh secretly.

With more than a dozen Yuanhua Realm cultivators, plus nearly a hundred Hundred Vein Realm Spirit Channeling Realm cultivators, even if the Ling Jue Hall sent a cultivator from the Concentration Realm, it would be difficult to stop the chaos immediately, and it was necessary to wait for the master of the Immortal Sword Sect to come and take charge.

So this person pondered for a moment, but still felt that this matter was too weird, and he had to report it to the sect elders for them to decide, and he couldn't make his own opinions.

Thinking of this, he no longer paid attention to the people who had already been fighting, and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

Once the desire in people's hearts explodes, it is much better than the flood beasts, Qingyun looked at the front of the battlefield before entering the secret realm, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

How are these so-called monks different from the robbers and traffickers of the world, and how similar are their faces distorted by greed?

In the face of the temptation of huge interests, these people all exposed their ugly nature.

Qingyun saw with his own eyes that someone actually injured the same door with his backhand, using it to hinder the entry of subsequent people, and his behavior was really outrageous.

Fortunately, at this time, the cautious Zou Yanwen did not give the order to act, and Bai Zhizheng did not issue any orders, and more than 20 people on the side of the Haiyou Sword Sect were still standing in place so peacefully.

"Huh?"

Qingyun, who was still watching coldly, suddenly found a familiar figure in front of the spatial crack, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

What followed was a sneer as sharp as a blade, and the hidden hairpin in his hand inadvertently tightened, yes, he found an acquaintance, still an old acquaintance.

"Brother Kuai, what kind of sect are those monks with big swords?"

Kuai Jian's spirit at this time, like everyone else, was all concentrated at the entrance of the small secret realm, and after a casual glance, he said indifferently:

"Oh, that's the Divine Sword Sect, a third-rate sect. ”

"Divine Sword Gate..."

Qingyun's eagle-like starry eyes stared at one of the people who carried them, but the sneer on his face became even stronger. Yes, the master actually found the thief Zhou Yang who wanted to kill him here!

"There is really a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to vote for. Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, I hope your luck is good enough this time, otherwise, I will also let you taste the power of my Nine Qu Sword Qi!

Zhou Yang, who was still fighting with people in front of the gate of the small secret realm, seemed to have reacted to Qingyun's gaze full of murderous intent, and suddenly stopped his figure and looked around, but found nothing for a long time.

Qingyun had already withdrawn his aggressive gaze, and then smoothed out his killing intent and regained his indifferent temperament.

Of course, he is still no match for Zhou Yang in the early stage of the Hundred Veins Realm, and it is even more difficult to kill him, but Qingyun is confident, as long as he can cultivate to the perfection of the Spirit Induction Realm, he should have about thirty percent confidence in leaving the other party after Zhou Yang.

Not to mention that he now has Bai Zhizheng and Haiyou Sword Sect as backers behind him, and he doesn't have any worries, as long as his cultivation can be improved, there are many opportunities.

Then he also found the junior brother Li Yi who was protected by Zhou Yang, but Qingyun didn't have any resentment towards Li Yi, after all, he was the same as himself before, he was also a teenager who didn't know the world, and the most important thing was that he didn't participate in the things at that time.

"It's a pity that the Qilin Purple Qi is not strong enough, and it is estimated that the lethality of the monks of the Hundreds of Veins Realm is limited, otherwise the chances of victory are even greater. ”

Just when Qingyun was still thinking about how to repay Zhou Yang for the knife that made his skin open that day, Zou Yanwen's deep voice echoed in his ears:

"All the disciples obey the order!

Zou Yanwen seemed to see the right time, and as soon as the words fell, he held the sword in his hand, and cut a path for the disciples behind him!

The chilling sword qi was handled just right by him, and there was no large-scale killing of the surrounding monks, but it shook up the concentrated crowd, which showed that his meticulous control of the sword qi was really powerful.

And Bai Zhizheng has been fighting with him openly and secretly for decades, and at this time, he is not to be outdone in front of people, and Bai Ye, who has been holding down his temperament for a long time, laughed a few times and said heroically:

"How can such a grand event be without me Bai Zhizheng? Brothers, follow up!"

The same is the swing of the long sword, different from Zou Yanwen's just right shock, although Bai Zhizheng's sword is also slender, it has a sense of intimidation when it dances, making people dare not take it head-on and retreat on their own.

The power and effect are on par with Zou Yanwen, which shows that his spiritual power is stronger than that of monks of the same level.

It can also be seen from this that it is not unreasonable for Bai Zhizheng to compete with Zou Yanwen, who is at the fifth level of the Yuan Transformation Realm, for so long with the gap between the two small realms.

Of course, the Yuanhua Realm cultivators pay attention to the degree of soul condensation, to put it bluntly, it is the tempering of spiritual power, and the gap in the small realm is sometimes not very large.

The two shadows, one blue and one white, kept rushing in front of everyone in the Haiyou Sword Sect at an unrecognizable speed with the naked eye, and the slender and burly figure was like Qin Se and Ming, if it weren't for the disciples of this sect, I was afraid that I really didn't know that the two people who had a tacit understanding were already old opponents for decades.

As the saying goes, it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and the Qingyun master at this time naturally followed behind the burly Bai Zhizheng.

With the Yuanhua Realm monks opening the way in front, these juniors will be happy to pick up ready-made, but well, if everything is as expected, then I am afraid that everyone in the world will already be princes, and everyone will be emperors.

Don't look at the fierce fighting between the monks of the Spirit Induction Realm and the Hundred Veins Realm, but when the cultivators reached the Yuanhua Realm, at least outside the small secret realm, including Zou Yanwen and Bai Zhizheng, their shots were still very measured, and the lives they hurt were not much.