"Silver hook and iron stroke, phoenix and luan drift", although the name of the Dragon and Snake Sect is loud, but after all, it is just a small sect monk who is struggling in the Nazhen realm. Although with this secret realm as a backing, the resources were much more abundant than ordinary scattered cultivation, but it still took Tie Hong nearly twenty years to successfully cultivate to the sixth layer of Nazhen. As for the seventh layer that represented the later realm, with his talent, he couldn't see half hope for the time being.

Therefore, a day ago, when the master of the sect suddenly summoned all the monks under his sect to announce the news that the master's relics of the secret realm were about to appear, the excitement in his heart was beyond words. As if having an adventure, the bright prospect of cultivating for great progress is just around the corner.

But after entering the secret realm, the cruel reality immediately woke him up from his sweet dream. First, as soon as he entered the secret realm, he was inexplicably separated from the other two sects. Before he could figure out the situation, he ran into the powerful Yan Niu again. To make matters worse, for some reason, the mad bull recognized himself as chasing him all the way, causing him to almost exhaust the treasures he had accumulated over the years.

Thankfully, although I don't know which passing fairy wrote it, but thanks to him for killing this mad cow, I am afraid that I would really have to explain it here.

Tie Hong secretly rejoiced in his heart, and carefully concealed his breath to move forward. Now that he has been separated from the sect team, there are too many people in this secret realm who can kill him. Although the aura of the third-order demon beast that suddenly appeared behind Fang just now was limited by the scope of the territory, it did not chase after it. But who knows where there will be a strong demon beast coming out in front of you.

"Hey. A soft cry sounded in Tie Hong's ears, frightening him. hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw that not far from him, a young man in a green shirt was standing there casually. Behind him, there was also a girl in a white dress standing leaning against an ancient acacia tree, her face was unusually pale, as if she was injured.

The most important thing is that these two people are close to him, but Tie Hong has no sense.

"It's not a person from the Three Sects. Surprised, Tie Hong suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a faint layer of black and white around the two of them. I immediately had a plan in my heart.

He immediately bowed and said, "In the Lower Dragon Snake Sect Tiehong, I have thanked the two of you for saving your life." ”

"Brother Dao has good eyesight. Meng Tongchen praised him, and then turned to the topic, "The two of us have just arrived and lost our path. I also ask Brother Dao to guide us through the maze and the path to leave safely. ”

Although the cultivator of the three sects on the other side, who has occupied this secret realm all year round, should have some understanding of all kinds of abnormal phenomena in this secret realm now. But since the yin and yang carp has been successfully captured at this time, Meng Tongchen has no intention of growing branches again, and it is best to get out of here as soon as possible.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you two. Tie Hong replied with a wry smile, "This is not an area that our Dragon Snake Sect has explored. ”

"I've heard that the head of the Dragon and Snake Sect has always been cautious in dealing with people. Of the three sects, the Dragon Snake Sect had explored the smallest place, but there was almost no loss along the way. After fighting steadily, the strength of the sect has risen faster than the other two. Song Pujia behind her suddenly spoke, and after saying a long paragraph, she paused for a moment, and then continued to ask.

"Railway friends, you are ranked third among the eight ink writers of 'Silver Hook Iron Stroke, Fengbo Luan Drifting'. How could Master Jin be willing to let you go into a dangerous realm that you have never explored alone?"

After saying this, Song Pujia looked quite tired. In the first battle, she forcibly suppressed the injury of the divine soul that was counterattacked by the Dao Yun text on the Yin Yang Carp, and used the Explosion Secret Technique, which caused the injury to be further serious. Although I took the pill in time, it would not affect my future cultivation. But the damage to her soul made her feel tired very easily.

"If it is a normal year, the head of the house will naturally be cautious. Tie Hong still replied with a wry smile, "But this time it is very likely that it will be the remains of the master of the secret realm, so I can't help but want to gamble." ”

As soon as these words came out, Tie Hong obviously felt that the breath of the two people on the other side fluctuated, obviously shocked by the news.

"How do you guys know this news?" I need to admit that this news is really shocking. Even if he knew that the most important thing now was to leave this secret realm immediately, Meng Tongchen couldn't help but ask.

"Only the three heads know the exact situation. What the master said to me was that the three families activated the secret realm token together, and they could directly teleport to the secret realm master's mansion, and if they passed various tests inside, they could get inheritance and treasures. It's just that for some reason, the teleportation is not in the right place. We weren't with the other two sects, and we were soon attacked by demon beasts, and we were all separated. "Tie Hong didn't mean to hide information for his own sect at all. As far as he is concerned, cooperating with the two in front of him is an important guarantee for him to survive in this secret realm, and even gain something in the relics, as for the damage to the interests of the sect, what is the matter with his halfway entry?

Compared with the disciples cultivated by the big sects since childhood, the small and medium-sized sects are particularly prone to this situation. A disciple's loyalty is purely based on profit or strength, and once something happens, it is easy to scatter.

After listening to his words, Meng Tongchen and Song Pujia were silent for a while.

After a long while, Meng Tongchen spoke: "It's more important to leave here first." He didn't dare to ask Song Pujia's opinion, for fear that he would not be able to resist the temptation if he hesitated.

The owner of this secret realm is at least a master of the Divine Light Realm, and may even be the Ancestor of the Law Minister. In the Nantian Domain, the true immortal characters are all major sects and the sea god needle, and they will not be revealed in front of people easily. The Dharma Phase Realm is the highest cultivation realm on the bright side, how can the widow of such a character not be tempting.

Song Pujia was still leaning on the tree, not saying a word, as if she was closing her eyes to recuperate.

Seeing that the two people in front of him did not plan to go to the Relic Mansion, Tie Hong sighed in his heart, and was about to say something more, when he suddenly felt the ground under his feet shake suddenly, and there were thunderous roars in the distance.

Hearing this voice, Tie Hong's face suddenly changed greatly.

"Yes, it's the roar of shaking the mountain!" This is the one who can also rank in the forefront among the many third-order demon beasts in the secret realm, when the Dragon Snake Sect didn't even really set foot in its territory, there was a monk who was shattered and died because of this earth-shattering roar.

And the thunderous loud sound is more than one place.

"Mojiao, Huoyun Lion, Flying Leopard. This, this, how is this possible. "Tie Hong reported several names in a row, all of them were famous and powerful third-order demon beasts in this secret realm, and there were many more, but he couldn't recognize them, but they were also absolutely powerful.

The roar of demon beasts, the sound of spell explosions, and the sound of earth trembling are intertwined. Tie Hong's face became more and more pale when he looked at the surprise of the riots of many third-order demon beasts in front of him, how dare he go to Xiao Xiang's relict mansion now, he just hoped that he could escape with his life.

Meng Tongchen looked at this picture of the mountains shaking and shaking, and he was also excited. But suddenly, he came back to his senses, took a quick step, grabbed Tie Hong and dragged him back. At the same time, the method of escaping with light and dust was running rapidly, and Tie Hong's breath was also blocked cleanly.

A giant eagle with a white-gold glow soon appeared in the sky. Seeing it approaching, all three of them involuntarily held their breath.

The Taiyi Spirit Kite slowed down when it flew closer, and its sharp eyes glanced around. Although he found nothing, he just circled around it, as if he had recognized what he was looking for and did not move away.

"Doesn't it mean that the third-order demon beasts in this secret will not leave their territory?" Looking at this Taiyi spirit kite that behaved abnormally, thinking of what Fang Cai Tiehong said, Meng Tongchen had some guesses about the abnormality of this secret realm in his heart.

Blazing thunder erupted, shattering layer after layer of black tide. Ling Hanyan held the vermilion gourd in his hand, and unleashed one after another propylene fire true thunder, barely resisting the attack of Mo Jiao in front of him. The sword light on his body swayed, blocking the aftermath of the attack that leaked from the fire and thunder. It's just that the degree and quality of this gauze sacrifice are obviously insufficient, and when it was hit by the black water droplets that slipped through the net, a burst of green smoke immediately rose, and now it is full of holes.

Ling Hanyan fought and left, and the seven spiritual smoke beside him was already one less person.

The body length of the ink Jiao is about 20 zhang, and the large mouth of the blood basin is wide enough to swallow people directly. If it weren't for its natural fear of thunder, Hanyanmen and his party would have become its belly delicacy.

Even so, in the Hanyan Gate, there was only Ling Hanyan, who was in the realm of Nazhen Consummation, and who was holding a high-grade magic weapon, the Bingding Fire Thunder Gourd, could barely entangle with him, but the others were too slow to escape.

This ink Jiao had already left its territory far away, and under normal circumstances, it should not have continued to pursue the people of the Cold Smoke Gate a long time ago. However, it was precisely because of this misjudgment that a disciple thought that it was safe to leave his territory, and relaxed his vigilance, and as a result, he fell with hatred.

Suddenly, Mo Jiao's head was raised high, and when he opened his mouth and spit down, he saw a hundred and ten black water arrows gushing out.

"Everyone be careful!" Unlike the previous black tide, this time the range of the blow was extremely wide, and Ling Hanyan was unable to block it all, so he could only call out to everyone under the door to be careful.

The pitch-black water arrows fell one after another, and Ling Hanyan gritted his teeth and excites the thunder glove in his hand with all his might. The fire and thunder weaved into a big net to meet it, although it only resisted for a moment, but it also bought precious time for the monks below.

As soon as the thunder net came out, Ling Hanyan was no longer able to take care of his disciples, so he could only throw the gauze clothes on his body into the air, turning into a layer of sword mist and blocking the water arrows that were shooting at him. At the same time, she quickly took out a pill bottle, swallowed a handful of Qi Rejuvenation Pill, and prepared to muster up her spare strength to meet the attack behind Mo Jiao.

As soon as the pill entered her abdomen, she felt a sharp pain in her left leg, and she could no longer stand, and fell from the flying magic weapon.

"It's over. Ling Hanyan's heart was full of despair, but Mo Jiao's follow-up attack was delayed.