"There's no way to wait like this, hey, it's been hours since the secret realm was opened!" a monk grumbled.

"Dude, what can we do if we don't wait? We're just cultivating in the foundation building period, and we belong to the bottom of the existence! Anyway, I don't dare to go down now!" a foundation building monk next to him replied to the former.

"I said, senior brothers, we are all Yuanying True Monarchs, we can't wait here like shrinking turtles, can we still expect those juniors in the Qi refining period and foundation building period to open the way for us?" a monk said to his fellow disciples.

"What the junior brother said makes sense, I think it is better for ten of us senior brothers to go down and explore the way!" said another.

"Senior brother, what the fifth senior brother and the junior brother said makes sense, the greater the risk, the greater the opportunity, the sooner we go down, the probability of getting the treasure is naturally much higher than others. Another person suggested.

"If everyone is okay, then let's go now!" said the young monk who led the way.

I saw these ten Yuanying monks bow to everyone, and then each of them took out a defensive magic weapon and held it in their hands, and they all jumped into the abyss.

The mist in the abyss was entangled like a tangled thread, and no matter how the ten people drove it, they didn't look like they were half scattered. In the process of falling, these Yuanying monks found that there was movement in the direction of the mountain wall, and looked intently, but their hearts were shocked, the mountain wall was covered with dense purple rattans, and at this moment, many branches were slowly squirming towards them.

"It's not good, it's the Purple Thunder Demon Vine!, junior brothers, be careful!" the senior brother at the head exclaimed.

Just when this person made a reminder, dozens of rattan sticks shot out in an instant, firmly binding the three people who were caught off guard!

"Second Senior Brother!"

"Fifth Senior Brother!"

"Ninth Senior Brother!"

The other seven people hurriedly manipulated the magic weapon to cut off the rattans that stretched out towards them, trying to save the three fellow sects, but these purple thunder demon vines seemed to have opened their spiritual intelligence, and countless rattans shot towards the seven people, preventing them from saving people.

At this moment, the canes that bound the three of them were surrounded by purple thunder, and in a moment, the aura on the three of them quickly weakened, and with three short and terrible howls, the three Yuanying monks fell!

These ten people have been cultivating together since they entered the sect, and their feelings are very deep, seeing that three of their fellow disciples died unexpectedly, at this moment, the other seven people seemed to be crazy, and they sacrificed the strongest attack method from the storage bag, and hit the purple thunder demon vines on the mountain wall, but the number of these demon vines is too large, even if they don't sleep, it will take at least a month to remove all the purple thunder demon vines.

"Senior brothers, this is not the time to be rash, let's go down first!" one of them suggested.

Under the persuasion of this person, the others gradually regained their composure, controlled the magic weapon, and cautiously continued to dive.

The nearly 100,000 monks above the abyss were shocked in their hearts at this moment, this purple thunder demon vine was a unique creature in the Southern Regions, and its body contained the power of thunder and lightning, and it was an extremely fierce monster.

Hearing it in Lu Chen's ears, but it was a joy in his heart, he took out the purple gourd from the storage ring, and threw it towards the bottom of the abyss, as soon as the gourd appeared, it was tightly entangled by countless purple thunder demon vines, with the purple light of the gourd, the power of thunder and lightning in these rattans was absorbed and quickly withered, and after a few hours, all the purple thunder demon vines in the abyss of thunder had disappeared and remained unchanged, replaced by countless dead branches and stumps, and the white mist was also swept away.

The Zixiao gourd flew back into Lu Chen's hands, Lu Chen was overjoyed in his heart, after his gourd absorbed the power of thunder and lightning in the body of more than 100,000 purple thunder demon vines on the entire mountain wall, Lu Chen was confident, even if he was a mid-stage cultivator here, he couldn't stop the full force of his Zixiao gourd.

Originally, those low-level monks all wanted to go home, but when they saw that Lu Chen had removed all the first obstacles to sneaking into the abyss, they were all overjoyed and bowed to Lu Chen.

These monks hurriedly urged the simplest fireball technique, and in less than a moment, all the vines and dead branches on the abyss mountain wall were burned clean, and then they sacrificed magic weapons one after another, and entered the abyss, and Lu Chen also jumped with him.

Although everyone was vigilant, they did not encounter any danger in the process of falling.

Nearly an hour later, everyone landed one after another, and after the body landed, they heard the 'click' sound under their feet, and looked down, there were white bones on the ground, and there were many huge animal bone remains, and many low-level monks who reacted quickly began to search for the storage bags of the monks who fell here.

A narrow canyon gradually appeared in front of the group, and the deeper they went, the more animal bones there were on the ground in front of them.

After walking about a thousand feet in this way, the front suddenly opened up and gradually expanded.

Although it is 10 o'clock in the afternoon, there is basically no sunlight shining here, which is extremely eerie and terrifying.

At this moment, the stone walls on both sides of the canyon suddenly began to tremble, cracks appeared on it, after a few breaths, the stone walls shook more violently, as if something wanted to break out of the stone, only to hear a bang, the stone wall shattered.

In an instant, ten huge figures appeared in the canyon, and they were none other than ten huge scorpions with eight tails! This scorpion was about ten feet tall, with two giant pincers and a curved hook and poisonous tail, and six legs under its abdomen touching the ground. The long poisonous tail is segmented, the barbs are sharp and thorny, the barbs are erected, and the scorpion tail is slowly swaying, exuding a cold air, and a cold breath is rushing to the face.

There was a frightened cry from among the "eight-tailed stone scorpion" monks.

The eight-tailed stone scorpion belongs to the eighth-order demon beast, and its strength is even stronger than that of the human Yuan Infant Great Perfection Cultivator, and its defensive power is amazing.

These ten giant beasts, looking up to the sky and screaming, rushed directly into the crowd, in addition to the eight scorpion tails, there were two huge scorpion pincers straight towards everyone.

In front of this huge scorpion, the human monk is like an ant, insignificant, the Yuan Infant Stage Monk is still a little calmer, where have the Qi Refining Period and Foundation Building Stage Monk seen such a terrifying demon beast, he is only trembling with fear at this moment, and he even forgot to defend himself.

Ten giant scorpions rushed into the crowd, and for a moment the flesh and blood flew sideways.

"Run, if you don't run, you'll die!" The monks at the back of the team had already broken off the idea of continuing to hunt for treasures at this moment, and they all turned around and ran wildly towards the abyss, and with the help of magic weapons, they fled back to the top of the abyss.

"Why don't we go down and have a look, maybe these giant scorpions have been killed now!" After they regained their composure, they wanted to jump into the abyss again, but a transparent light curtain suddenly appeared, catapulting them directly away.

"I knew that I could only enter the secret realm once, and I wouldn't have come up just now!" said a monk.

"It's useless to say anything now, it's better to rush back to the sect as soon as possible!" someone chimed in.

"It's good to come out now, who knows what other dangers there are besides the giant scorpion!" someone comforted himself.

It turned out that when Ning Yue Lingzun arranged the rules of the secret realm, he had already thought about not giving those timid monks a second chance to enter the secret realm, and after lamenting, these more than 10,000 low-level monks left the abyss of thunder one after another.

In the canyon, after paying the price of more than 8,000 lives, everyone divided into ten groups and surrounded the ten giant scorpions.

"Fellow Daoists, we are outnumbered, as long as we concentrate on attacking, we should be able to kill them soon!"

Under the command of dozens of Yuanying Dzogchen monks, these ten groups of monks threw the magic weapons and talismans in their hands at these giant scorpions, and under the sound of roaring, the huge body of the scorpion appeared with a huge shock, and the giant scorpion instinctively used two scorpion pincers to resist the attacks of the monks, and with the violent banging sound, cracks appeared in the giant scorpion's scorpion pincers one after another! Severe pain came out, and these scorpions let out a terrible scream.

"Damn demon scorpion, my junior sister died at your hands, I want to avenge her!"

"You brutes, I must let you pay for my apprentice's life!"

After another round of attacks, boom, boom, boom! The scorpion claws of these giant scorpions finally collapsed, and blood filled the entire canyon, and the giant scorpions suffered from pain, making a final dying struggle, and eight scorpion tails were drawn towards these monks again, and in the blink of an eye, nearly two thousand more monks were poked alive by the scorpion tail hook.

"Fellow Daoists, these giant scorpions are dying, let's work harder!"

The giant scorpion's crazy counterattack also stimulated the blood of the monks, and the monks urged their respective magic weapons to hit these giant scorpions again, and after a while, these ten giant scorpions were finally killed one by one, and their huge bodies fell into the canyon, stirring up a gust of wind.

"Boy, I took a fancy to that storage bag just now, hurry up and hand it over to me!" said a Jindan monk in a green shirt to a white-robed foundation building monk.

"You're trying to bully the small!" the white-robed monk sneered without any panic on his face.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, don't force Lao Tzu to do it!" said the green-shirted Jindan monk impatiently.

"Uncles, what should I do if someone wants to snatch my nephew's storage bag?" the white-robed monk shouted to a few people not far away.

After a while, more than a dozen monks who had cultivated in the middle of Jindan to the Great Perfection of Jindan walked in front of the Zhuji monks.

"Fellow Daoists, misunderstanding, it's a complete misunderstanding!" said the green-shirted monk hurriedly.

It's just that these more than a dozen Jindan monks didn't listen to his explanation at all, and controlled the magic weapon to attack directly at the Qingyi monk, this person was only a mid-Jindan monk, and he was powerless to resist at all, and after a while, this person was killed, and the storage bag on his body became the spoils of others.

After the ten giant scorpions were killed, the competition between the corpses of the demon beasts and the storage bags of those dead monks set off another bloody storm, and the monks fell into a chaotic battle, and about 5,000 monks died at their own hands for no apparent reason.

"Stop!" Several Yuanying Great Perfection monks roared, and when their words fell, the majestic coercion instantly burst out from their bodies, and everyone who was caught in the melee was stunned and involuntarily stopped fighting.

These dozens of Yuanying Dzogchen monks stood up again and proposed to collect all the spoils and distribute them fairly according to the principle of one share for monks in the Jindan period and below, and two shares for monks in the Yuanying stage, which calmed down this civil strife.

In the battle with the giant scorpion in the canyon, in addition to the 15,000 monks who fled without a fight, about 25,000 monks fell, which is only the first level, and the number of monks left in the secret realm has already been reduced to four.