One after another, gray or black figures flew into the whirlpool, it was the disciples of the Netherworld Sect who were entering the secret realm.

Whether it was a gray-clothed Netherworld Sect corpse disciple or a black-clothed soul disciple, before entering the whirlpool, they would all look towards the Seven Feelings Pavilion and stare at it, and that look was full of greed, cruelty, and undisguised provocation.

"These guys' eyes are gray and gray, white and white, and there are actually red and blue people, none of them are normal, you say that they are not ghosts or ghosts, is it interesting?"

"Xi'er, don't discriminate against people with disabilities, it's already pitiful for people to be sick, and you're still talking cool here, it's not good, it's not good. ”

"What, why didn't I see what the disease was?"

"I haven't seen it, the gray one is amblyopia, the white one is cross-eyed, the red one is pink eye, and the blue one is, of course, glaucoma. What, I don't know what amblyopia and glaucoma are, and you are like this with little knowledge, come on, come, I'll give you a good science popularization, what is popular science? It doesn't matter......

This is Murong Xi and Zong Dong, who are in harmony with each other, ridiculing these Netherworld Sect disciples over there.

(They are looking at me, those soul disciples should have been instructed by Chang Mingying to focus on me, as for those corpse disciples, most of them were because that old monster Mo said that I was a good corpse refining embryo.) Hehe, the tiger hurts people, and I'd rather not know that people also have the intention of killing tigers?)

Lin Chu was such a keen person, how could he not feel that most of the malicious eyes were coming at him, smiled slightly, and looked around to observe the performance of the disciples on the side of the Seven Feelings Pavilion.

Except for Mo Rongxi and Zong Dong, the other poor Sifeng disciples all showed more or less nervous expressions on their faces, while the disciples of Nu Tao Peak behaved much better, most of them were expressionless and unmoved, and even three or two of them faintly showed excitement.

"Seven Feelings Pavilion, it's your turn. ”

Before the whirlpool, the black-robed Jindan monk who couldn't see his head and face opened his mouth coldly, and then made a movement to wipe his neck on this side before flying away from the place, and at the same time, a black light on his hand covered the forbidden talisman, and the speed of the vortex immediately began to slow down, and he saw that the spatial crack was gradually shrinking.

This is to be closed according to the usual practice, after the people of the Seven Feelings Pavilion enter, the charm of the Seven Feelings Pavilion will also resume the blocking function, and it will be opened again after knowing the agreed time.

"Elder, can the disciple change the order of entry in a while, and let the disciple enter the secret realm first. In order to guard against the sudden attack of the Netherworld Sect, the disciple's suppression of the golden pill in the dantian was slightly relaxed, and this saw that it was going to be impossible to suppress, and he asked the elder for permission. ”

Almost at the same time, the half-finished golden pill in Lin Chu's body, who had been waiting for this moment, moved, his face suddenly turned white and red, and without waiting for the elders and deacons to speak, he flew directly towards the whirlpool, and then stopped at the door of the whirlpool, and bowed respectfully to Zhang Tianguo, who had arrived here earlier than him.

On the ground, according to the originally arranged first entry of the Nutao Peak disciples, their movements froze, and the gestures of the imperial weapon stopped one after another.

"This ...... Okay, Poor Sifeng disciple, hurry up, this portal will be closed after thirty breaths, be sure to hurry. ”

Zhang Tianguo did not doubt him, and there was not much time left, so he immediately accepted it after sweeping Lin Chu sideways.

The people of the Netherworld Sect who went in first did not have this time limit, but for the Seven Feelings Pavilion, it was only a short thirty breaths to enter the time, which was also one of the last bitter fruits of the Tianjiao Battle ranking.

Three breaths have passed.

"Thank you for your understanding. Lin Chu was overjoyed, and he bowed his hands again, and put on a very respectful gesture of thanks.

"Go, don't be polite and delay time. Zhang Tianguo pushed his palm lightly, and was about to push it into the portal with magnificent spiritual power, but saw that Lin Chu's face was surging with red tides, and the spiritual power in his body was scattered everywhere as if it were uncontrollable, he couldn't help but hesitate slightly, and changed the push to wrap, letting Lin Chu gently and slowly float towards the whirlpool.

Ten breaths.

(Anyway, the disciples below haven't come up yet, so don't worry, don't let this Lin Chu go mad.) Hey, why haven't the rest of the disciples of this poor Sifeng come up yet? ）

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Tianguo's divine sense swept down, and he was immediately furious: "What are you doing, come up quickly." ”

I saw that above the ground, the eleven disciples of Poor Sifeng were crookedly arranging the ten-phase array.

"Xi'er, that's not right, you should be in the divine power phase, what are you doing in the phase of running and being born, quickly move away, hey, little brother He Zhou, you are in the wisdom phase, don't mess around, okay......"

"Okay, you Zongdong, it's clear that you're making trouble......"

"After entering here, our landing point is thousands of miles away from those people of the Netherworld Sect, why is it necessary to set up a formation now? Not to mention that this portal can allow you to enter together? Lan Kezhen, Qian Sifeng's preparations are so sloppy, these are not clear?"

Zhang Tianguo was furious, he was too lazy to bother with his lips and tongue, and the magic power was executed, and a slightly curved pillar of light red light rose from his palm and fell to the ground, covering all the disciples of Poor Sifeng, and then the suction that was completely unresistible to those disciples came from this end, and quickly absorbed the eleven disciples of Poor Sifeng to this side.

From the outside, it looks like an enlarged version of a straw that is sucking the pearls inside the bubble tea.

Twenty breaths.

Zhang Tianguo shook his hand and threw the eleven poor Sifeng disciples into the whirlpool.

Then, with satisfaction, he looked at the disciples of the Angry Waves Peak who were flying rapidly below—it was still our Angry Waves Peak.

Twenty-five breaths.

"Chang Mingying, you actually attacked ?!! again"

Lin Chu's angry howl resounded in the air, and at the same time, an activated talisman in his hand was thrown in front of him.

(Chang Mingying? Is that Netherworld Sect's Jin Dan that shot before?How did Lin Chu know his name? No, just Jin Dan, it is absolutely impossible to break into the scope of my divine sense. ）

However, it was this slight change of mind caused by the slight surprise that Lin Chu had accurately called out the name of the monk of the Nether Sect, and Zhang Tianguo was too late to stop the effect of the bursting charm that Lin Chu had thrown out.

"Duh. ”

It's too late, it's fast, and Zhang Tianguo's infant law appeared.

The red light on the solemn expression of the Yuan Ying Law diffused and spread, enveloping the disciples of Poor Si Peak who were pushed around in order to avoid the explosion or resist the impact, and the disciples of the Angry Wave Peak who were more than fifty meters away and fell into a daze and confusion, and instantly turned into a red ball and rushed towards the whirlpool.

At this time, he didn't care if these disciples would be uncomfortable, at most he was slightly injured, but it was better than not being able to get in.

Twenty-eight breaths.

A shield appears in front of the portal.

Twenty-nine breaths.

"Kala"

With a crisp cracking sound, the red ball slammed into the shield, knocking the blood-spitting Lin Chulian with the shield into the whirlpool.

At the last breath, time seems to stretch infinitely.

The forbidden talismans affixed to the portals of the two major sects shone brightly at the same time.

The original spatial rift was bridged, and it was no different from the surroundings.

The red ball crashed into the whirlpool, causing a violent earthquake in the surrounding space, and although the divine power of this primordial infancy was strong, it could not break through the space after all, and was finally rebounded at a speed of five or six percent faster than when it rushed in, and bounced back towards the high blue sky.

This time, the disciples of the Seven Feelings Pavilion who entered the secret realm - there was only Lin Chu alone!