The terrain of the southern region is flat, with many valleys and flat land, and there are few bottomless cliffs and deep valleys like the Thunder Abyss.

How deep the abyss of thunder is, no one can say, only know that two hundred years ago, the abyss of thunder began to be filled with white mist, and the monks' divine sense could not penetrate at all, many monks had gone in to hunt for treasure, but no one had ever been able to come out of it alive, and gradually, the abyss of thunder became a forbidden place in the southern regions.

When Lu Chen arrived near the Thunder Abyss, there were monks who came here from all over the mortal realm to look for opportunities for dozens of miles, and with a rough sweep of their divine sense, there were actually tens of thousands of people, most of them were low-level monks in the Qi refining period and foundation building period, and the rest were Jindan Zhenren and Yuanying Zhenjun, and there were even several Transformation God Monarchs.

At this moment, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly appeared under the abyss, and then a white light rose from it, and after the signs of the opening of this secret realm appeared, all the monks suddenly showed a fiery color, and quickly approached the direction of the abyss.

The people gathered on the edge of the abyss, raised their eyes and looked down, only to see that the cliff was bottomless, and the white mist below was filled, like a wave rolling and surging.

Purple vine branches appeared in the white mist, and as these vine branches wriggled, the white mist became thicker and thicker.

Although the secret realm has been opened, no one dares to be the first to go down to investigate.

At this moment, there was an old man in the Transformation Stage who took a deep breath and blew down violently, and suddenly a hurricane with amazing momentum blew up, and a large amount of white mist was immediately blown away, but as soon as the white mist dissipated, it was immediately replenished again.

The old man of the Transformation Period was stunned, obviously the strangeness here had exceeded his imagination, although there was a text warning in the sky before, only monks below the Transformation Period could enter, but his life was approaching, if he didn't gamble, in a few years, he would also turn into a pile of loess.

After a moment of silence, the old man finally made up his mind, took out a puppet from the storage ring, held it in his hand, and jumped down into the abyss.

As soon as he stepped into the abyss, he saw a crack in the void suddenly appear several zhang in size, and a cyan thunderbolt shot out from it, slashing down towards the old man, the old man was frightened, and threw the puppet in his hand, this humanoid puppet was good at the wind, and instantly turned into an old man, exactly the same as this person, if it weren't for the fluctuation of spiritual power, it would not be possible to distinguish the true from the false, but the old man never expected that as soon as the stand-in puppet that he relied on the most appeared, it was instantly killed by the cyan thunderbolt and turned into ashes。

At this time, everyone believed that the warning that appeared in the sky at the beginning was true, and only monks below the god transformation stage could enter the secret realm.

The cyan lightning chased after the old man, and the old man hurriedly sacrificed several seventh-order defensive magic weapons from the storage ring, but they were all struck away by the lightning without exception, just when everyone thought that the old man was going to fall, a small purple gourd suddenly appeared in the air, and when he saw a gourd, he sucked the cyan thunderbolt into it. Then the gourd flew around the air several times, and after making sure that there was no lightning to absorb, the object swooped and flew into the hands of a young monk.

The young monk was none other than Lu Chen, and at this moment he had a slight regret in his heart, it would be nice if the purple gold gourd could absorb a few more thunderbolts, but the cyan thunder and lightning stored by the purple gold gourd just now was amazingly powerful, and it could at least kill a god transformation early stage monk.

The old man in Tsing Yi, as the god of transformation and the existence at the top of the pyramid of the mortal realm, ignored the warning at this moment and insisted on entering the secret realm to explore, obviously because he had a last resort, so Lu Chen rescued the old man.

"Thank you Xiaoyou for coming to the rescue!" The old man didn't expect that it would be a junior who had cultivated in the early stage of the Yuan Infant to save himself, and the old man said to Lu Chen.

"Seniors don't have to be polite!" Lu Chen said with a smile.

The old man was standing on the edge of the abyss at the moment, with a helpless expression, and he was not willing to leave.

"The seniors have encountered any difficulties, I wonder if the juniors have anything to help?" Lu Chen said.

"Little friend, thank you for your kindness, even the top god transformation Dzogchen monk in the mortal realm may not be able to help the old man. Xiaoyou's life-saving grace, the old man is afraid that he will not have a chance to repay it, because in another three years and five years, the old man should be cut off and die. The old man said in a slightly bitter tone.

"Senior, maybe I can help you!" Lu Chen continued.

"Little friend, is this true?" Hearing this, the old man's eyes showed excitement.

"Senior, there are many people now, can you wait patiently here for a few days, and when the junior comes out of the secret realm, I will talk to you in detail, what do you think?" Lu Chen said.

"Okay! The old man is here waiting for the good news of the little friend!" Although he was skeptical of Lu Chen's words, the old man still decided to take a gamble.

At this moment, a burly man shouted to Lu Chen, "Boy, hand over the gourd magic weapon you just now, uncle can spare you from death!"

"The senior, it's just a late Yuan Infant monk, the younger generation can handle it by themselves!" Lu Chen saw that the old man was about to make a move on the big man, and said to him.

"Okay, little friend, stay safe. The old man said with concern.

Seeing that Lu Chen didn't take himself in his eyes at all, the burly man was angry, slapped the storage bag, and offered a pitch-black mace with his backhand, as this person's spiritual power was infused into it, the volume of this thing actually soared to the size of three zhang, and the cold light flashed all over his body, mixed with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and smashed towards Lu Chen!

Lu Chen's face was calm, watching the big man attack frantically, and took out an eighth-order lower grade talisman from the storage ring.

As the talisman was stimulated, a ball of crimson flames quickly emanated from the talisman, turning into a huge ball of fire several zhang in size, the fire mass tumbled violently, slowly condensed into a red flame beast, and with it roared to the sky, a raging scorching meaning emanated from its body, making the entire space become hot.

The fire beast let out a roar from its mouth and quickly rushed in front of the big man, spitting out a fierce flame that instantly enveloped the person.

Dahan hurriedly opened his hand to lay down a spiritual power shield, unexpectedly, the shield in front of this person could not resist the red fierce flame spewed out by the fierce beast, the defensive shield was frantically reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye, Dahan suddenly let out a sound of anger, and then there was a wail, after a few breaths, the burly man was completely destroyed.

The monk of the late Yuan Infant Dynasty shot with all his might, and was actually killed instantly by a talisman from the other party!

Lu Chen's understatement of killing the late Yuan Infant monks was so contemptuous, and all the monks here were immediately shocked.

Those monks who coveted the Zixiao gourd had made up their minds at this moment that they must not provoke Lu Chen, and they were obviously afraid of Lu Chen in their hearts.

The old man in Tsing Yi's eyes flashed, and he recognized at a glance that Lu Chen was using an eighth-order lower grade talisman, he didn't have much hope in his heart, but at this moment he was full of expectations, the appearance of this young monk may be his chance.