When he was planted from the flying magic weapon, he was full of despair. But Ling Hanyan was also an accumulating monk after all, so he quickly reacted. She didn't hesitate at first, and a real thunderbolt hit her left leg. The black water of the ink Jiao is quite toxic and corrosive, but it is restrained by the power of thunder. Although this leg is almost useless in this blow, at least it will not hurt his own life.

Immediately looking around, and after finding that Mo Jiao had disappeared, Ling Hanyan suddenly lost his strength and couldn't stand up for a while.

"Master. A purple-robed female cultivator saw that her master was injured and hurriedly flew over to take care of her.

"Purple smoke, I'm fine. Ling Hanyan struggled to stand up, with an irrepressible smile on his face after escaping death.

But then her smile froze on her face.

It was because there were two fewer Hanyan Sect monks in front of him, and there were only three of the Seven Spiritual Smoke left.

It is also because behind the three of them, there are two tall stone gates embedded in the mountain wall.

"This is where the remnants of the master of the secret realm are?" Zhang Wanqian stood in front of the huge stone gate. The shape of these two stone doors is quite ordinary, and it can be said that there are no characteristics except that they are large enough. But it was absolutely impossible for the monks who came to the vicinity to miss it, even if there were three or four of them nearby, and there were more than ten third-order demon beasts active a little farther away. But as soon as the gaze swept over them, the two stone doors were definitely the center of attention of the monks.

The family background of Nushan City is much thicker than the other two sects, compared to the Hanyanmen and the Dragon and Snake Sect, which almost regard this secret realm as the foundation of the sect, in fact, Nushan City does not attach too much importance to those products in the secret realm that are not too stable.

However, Zhang Wanqian himself attaches great importance to this secret realm, because it is related to his cultivation future.

Zhang Wanqian has been a genius of cultivation in Nushan City since he was a child, and he is the monk who is most likely to achieve the Divine Light Realm since the founding of the city.

However, it is a pity that the inheritance exercises of Nushan City only reach the condensation artistic conception, and the subsequent ones are incomplete, and it is almost impossible to achieve divine light with them.

The elders in the city didn't feel anything wrong with this, there were more monks in the Divine Light Realm, but most of them still stayed in the condensation realm for a lifetime? Starstream City is known as the head of the vassals of the Netherworld Temple, and there are only two contemplation monks all year round.

This group of rat-eyed people is simply ridiculous!

Looking at the huge stone gate, the corners of Zhang Wancheng's mouth flashed with an irrepressible smile, but at the same time, there was also an irrepressible anger towards his own parents in his heart.

If they weren't so short-sighted in the past, why would they bring all the strength they have here today to gamble on it.

Zhang Wanli glanced back at his loyal subordinates, there are only five of them left now, but all of them are the younger generation he has cultivated. And those antique elders have been completely damaged under his deliberate arrangement.

Next, if you can successfully get the inheritance of the owner of the relic, it will be considered a great success!

"Master Jin arrived really early. When he came to the stone gate, Zhang Wanqian did not rush in, but turned his head and said to a cluster of strange stones diagonally above.

"Hmph, that's just a fluke. Jin Kai's voice was erratic, and he didn't seem to want to show his face.

"But I don't think the luck of Master Jin is good. ”

Jin Kai was hiding behind strange rocks, but when he heard these words, he immediately realized that something was wrong. The figure jerked to the side.

The boulder behind him exploded violently, and the shattered stone easily pierced the talisman true qi he hastily transported, smashed on his back, and hit him with a stagger.

In front of him, a burly figure suddenly flashed, with words in his mouth, and when he raised his hand, Jin Kai felt that the air around him was condensed like a rope, wrapped around his body layer by layer, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

Although the monks of Nushan City are burly in size, they seem to be good at hand-to-hand combat. But in fact, the secret technique in the door is quite subtle and powerful.

Jin Kai snorted coldly, turned his feet, and his figure had fallen a few feet away inexplicably.

If this wind entanglement spell is used by Zhang Wancheng himself, you little Nazhen want to be my enemy in the middle of the middle stage with a bit of a wonderful natal spell?

However, Jin Kai didn't have time to be proud for long, when he saw Zhang Wanqian take a step forward, raised his hand and pointed at it, Jin Kai's feet suddenly cracked.

"The earth trapping spell, it's not good!" Zhang Wanqian made a just right shot, Jin Kai just used the natal spell, at this time it happened to be the joint where the true qi was running, and the true qi was not running for a while, and he immediately fell into the crack in the ground.

Behind Zhang Wanren, the four wrestlers took a step forward and pushed forward with their palms.

The four mana forces were combined into one, and a strong and powerful force was suddenly born, which was pushed flat, but it seemed to open a mountain and break through the rocks, and the attack was invincible.

The first of the spells of Nushan City, the opening spell.

Jin Kai's face was pale, and everyone in Nushan City cooperated closely, and he was trapped in the cracks in the ground, and it was difficult to get out for a while. Even if you can take this opening spell, how can you resist the blows that follow?

The opening spell came horizontally, first smashing a scroll of magic vessels from Jin Kai's sacrifice, and then flying a red pen that flew from nowhere. In the end, it collided with a blazing thunderbolt, and the two were extinguished together.

"Tsk. Zhang Wanren made no secret of his disappointment. But he didn't continue to shoot. The gourd in Ling Hanyan's hand is extremely powerful, and Jin Kai may not have the treasure at the bottom of the box, if he seizes the opportunity to be alone, he will naturally go all out and fall into the well. But if you face the two parties joining forces, if you are not careful, you will capsize in the gutter.

"Who told you to make a move!" Jin Kai escaped death, but his first reaction was to turn his head and roar.

A young man turned out from behind the strange rocks not far away, with a panicked expression. It is the "phoenix" in the Bafang ink writers, Feng Beichuan, and Jin Kai's personal disciple.

As soon as the dragon snake sent people and horses entered the secret realm, they were scattered by Yan Niu, and after several fierce battles, there was only this one disciple left by Jin Kai's side. The inheritance of the Dragon and Snake Sect was already chaotic, and this was the only disciple who had achieved success, and Jin Kai was finally reluctant to let him continue to take risks, so he asked him to return to the sect on his own. But I didn't want him to sneak over.

Now the situation of the three sects is quite delicate, and Nushan City is still the strongest side. Ling Hanyan and the three female cultivators behind him were all wounded, and Jin Kai and Feng Beichuan were only on par with Nushan City in terms of numbers, not to mention that it was impossible for the two sects to really unite and fight for each other. So it's actually still a disadvantage.

But Zhang Wanqian didn't dare to persecute too much, under the crisis of life and death, the desperate counterattack of the two sects was enough to make him uncomfortable, but the current situation made him just give up the possible inheritance in the widow to share it with others, and he was reluctant for a while.

In this way, the monks of the three sects briefly fell into a stalemate. Until a clear birdsong was heard in the distance.

The three people turned their heads together, and saw an eagle with silver-white gorgeous feathers flying fiercely in the distance. But when it reached a position a few miles away from the relic's mansion, it suddenly stopped, circled in the air a few times, and after screaming angrily, he had to turn around and fly back.

With the previous experience, everyone immediately looked at the mountain road in the direction where the eagle was flying, and sure enough, they soon saw three rather embarrassed figures of two men and one woman appearing in sight.

The three people rushed all the way to the front of everyone before they stood still, and after the leader looked around at everyone, he greeted with a smile: "Fellow Daoists, it's so early." ”

Zhang Wanli frowned slightly, these three people ran all the way, and their strength was very clear, but it was only the middle stage of the three Nazhen. But except for the familiar face of the Dragon Snake Sect, the other two are a little incomprehensible. Especially the man who opened his mouth to say hello, Zhang Wanqian always felt that he was holding something in his left hand, but he couldn't see it clearly.

Naturally, it was Meng Tongchen and his party who came, but what he was holding in his hand was the Yutan basin that was trapped in the yin and yang carp. Since entering the secret realm, everything related to the yin and yang carp is always prone to accidents, attracting the attack of powerful demon beasts. Therefore, Meng Tongchen first used Zhentao beads to suppress the yin and yang carp together with a group of stream water, and then put it into the Yutan basin with the function of shrinking bags and being good at preserving spiritual water, and finally wrapped it layer by layer with the true qi of the light and dust, and finally became this effect. If it weren't for Zhang Wanchen's talent and good at perception, he might not have been able to detect that Meng Tongchen was still holding something in his hand.

The faces of the Dragon Snake Sect and the Cold Smoke Sect were also quite strange. On the one hand, Jin Kai is happy that another one of his own people is alive, but Tie Hong is not a descendant of his family, and his reliability is average, and now he seems to have found two not weak helpers, and it is difficult to say whether the current situation is a blessing or a curse.

Fan Suyan saw that Meng Tongchen and Song Pujia's faces also changed a few times, and finally made up her mind. Leaned into Ling Hanyan's ear and whispered a few words.

Ling Hanyan's brows furrowed slightly, but then he stretched. Looking at Meng Tongchen and the others, he said: "It turned out that the two distinguished guests of the Netherworld Hall were here, and the cold smoke gate was not far away, but it was rude. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

The Yin Hades Temple, this name is a behemoth that presses nearly 100,000 miles of land in the western part of the entire Southern Regions, and tens of thousands of scattered cultivators. Especially recently, the fact that Starflow City colluded with foreign Dharma Cultivators and was slaughtered in one fell swoop has made the majority of small and medium-sized sects feel silent.

In this secret realm, absolutely no one can notice.

Zhang Wanren tried his best to suppress his emotions and drive away the heaps of desperate thoughts. barely made up a smiling face and was about to speak, but he didn't expect Jin Kai to be one step ahead of him.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect it to be a distinguished guest. We stumbled upon this secret realm, and we were planning to tell the Holy Sect about it after a little exploration. Now that we have just discovered a cave, the two of you are here, why don't you go in and explore it with us?"

"These bastards are changing their minds so quickly!" The one who was most opposed to handing over the secret realm before was this Jin Da master. Before he knew the news of the Remnant Palace, Zhang Wanqian hoped that he could use this to connect with a master in the Netherworld Temple, get his guidance to practice and even be recommended to the Netherworld Palace, but he was the most supportive of the three families to hand over the secret realm.

Meng Tongchen and Song Pujia glanced at each other, and Meng Tongchen spoke: "In that case, we will follow all the Taoist friends and enter to have a look." ”

If you can leave, with the personalities of Meng Tongchen and Song Pujia, you will naturally go first. Now that the Yin Yang Carp has arrived, and there is murder everywhere in this secret realm, what is the situation in this relic mansion, Meng Tongchen doesn't want to try it himself. But along the way, Tie Hong had already made it clear that Jin Kai had always been careful, and when he entered the door, he found that something was wrong, and immediately tried to activate the token, but the result was ineffective. Now there is no other way than to explore this relic mansion. You can only enter once.

No matter what the heads of the three families thought, now that the two people from the Netherworld Hall are here, they have completely extinguished their thoughts of fighting first. The three heads of the house each took out the token, stood in three directions, and each activated the token with a secret method. Then I saw three clear rays of light shoot out from the token and land on the two huge stone doors.

The tall stone door roared, and in the sound of zaza, it slowly opened little by little, and a dull smell unique to a dusty place emanated from a place that had been sealed for a long time, making everyone feel a little suffocated for a while, but it successfully aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Let's go!" Knowing the reality of the relic's mansion, the monks of each family used their own defensive means one after another, and cautiously poked into the door with all kinds of brilliance.

And the birth of Meng Tongchen and Song Pujia made many monks frightened. Song Pujia didn't see any magic weapons, but her body was lit up with layers of bright brilliance, and the treasure was bright and pure, obviously the quality of the magic treasures in her body was not low. Zhang Wanyan, who was proficient in magic and good at perception, secretly counted and determined that there were only two high-grade protective magic weapons with different effects on her body, and the rest seemed to be high-grade magic techniques inspired by Fu Seal. Of course, the two high-grade magic weapons are already quite amazing, and the almost mixed condensing monks may not have a high-grade magic weapon in their hands.

Meng Tongchen's body first lit up with a layer of thunder bell phantom, and then a jade bell flew above his head, hanging down and covering him and Song Pujia together.

It's another high-grade magic weapon! The heads of the sects are too lazy to be surprised by this, anyway, the Yin and Hades Hall family has a great cause, and it is not comparable to these small sects.

Of course, Meng Tongchen and Song Pujia are actually not ordinary Nazhen monks of the Yin and Hades Temple, but this is not enough for outsiders.

Stepping into the cave, although the various colors of the monks are quite dazzling, the whole is still quite dim. And just like the feeling when he entered the Santu Hall at the beginning of the past, Meng Tongchen suddenly felt that the shadows in this hall were clearly alive.

"That's not right!" Meng Tongchen suddenly noticed that a disciple of Nushan City who was walking in front of him suddenly disappeared.

He was about to give a warning, but as soon as he spoke, he dissipated into the darkness.

He hurriedly went to get closer to Song Pujia, who was close at hand, but when he stretched out his hand, he grabbed a void. The direction where Song Pujia should be. No, all the monks who were supposed to be walking around were strangely missing at this time.

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