"Who of you dares to rob it? I don't want to come alive. ”

"Boom!"

A few people were already fighting on the side, completely unaware of the growing aura on the idol.

"Hey, you see, something doesn't seem right with that idol?" At this time, someone finally noticed the change in the idol.

In an instant, everyone in the main hall felt a momentum that destroyed the world and shook the nine heavens abruptly.

The breath of death, a cold, hairy heart.

"Buzz!"

The eyes of the idol opened abruptly, and two surging divine lights pierced through the sky.

Seeing this strange scene, at this time, everyone realized that they couldn't move, and the god card they had snatched before actually flew back to the shrine strangely.

The most frightening thing is that even in a storage bag, this thing will strangely return to the shrine again.

I saw that the aura around the statue was lingering, and I couldn't see the face clearly, but I could vaguely feel a suffocating spiritual pressure.

"Blasphemy, death!"

A majestic and loud voice suddenly sounded, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and an inexplicable rhyme swept across the four directions!

"Blasphemy, death!"

At the same time, every monk in this secret realm heard a warning with supreme coercion in his ears, and this warning appeared one after another, and a feeling of insignificance arose, and everyone felt a breath of death.

......

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

At the moment when the voice disappeared, the monks who stayed in the main hall, whether it was the late stage of Jindan or the foundation cultivation, all of them suddenly splattered blood around them, and the next moment they exploded with a bang.

More than twenty people turned into blood in the blink of an eye, and the entire hall was filled with a bloody aura.

Xuanzhi, the monks who were still in the secret realm, everyone was surrounded by a burst of spiritual light, and the spiritual light flashed, and disappeared into the space with a swish.

"Ah, what's going on?"

"I hate it so much, that 10,000-year-old elixir is about to arrive. ”

"It's so dangerous, I almost died under that sixth-level demon beast. ”

In a series of complaints or rejoicing, everyone in this secret realm disappeared.

......

Wang An was fighting with a fourth-level demon beast, and a burst of spiritual light suddenly enveloped him, only to feel a wave of spatial fluctuations, a dizziness in his head, and the next moment he found that he had appeared in the depths of the demon mist jungle.

At the moment when everyone left the secret realm, the teleportation array that had appeared in the ruins and ruins before suddenly disappeared under the stunned gaze of the surrounding monks, and it seemed that nothing had appeared.

When he disappeared after being teleported out, he found the place where the circle had disappeared again, and found that the circle had disappeared, and the mysterious secret realm was completely lost.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the spiritual clouds in the sky rolled, the evil qi surged, and a mighty coercion swept the heavens and the earth.

With a flash of inspiration, a middle-aged man wearing armor, holding a purple-gold hybrid spear, and a powerful aura around his body appeared in front of the ruined wall.

The monks around them only felt that a gust of wind rose from the ground, and an invisible spiritual pressure suddenly enveloped them, and everyone fell to the ground in an instant.

"Ancestor Baby!"

"Meet the seniors!"

The monks around felt their whole souls tremble.

"I heard that there is a secret realm of inheritance here, where is the entrance?" Li Changqing was expressionless, looking indifferently at the kneeling people below.

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, several mighty breaths shot out, and the spiritual light dissipated, and three more vowel monks came, one woman and two men, all of whom were in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

Several people saw that Li Changqing had a faint trace of fear, as if they knew him.

"Hehe, Li Daoyou is also here!"

The three of them glanced at Li Changqing with some embarrassment, and quietly moved aside.

"Hehe, the three murderers of the Yan family, you are well-informed. These people don't seem to have good reputations, Li Changqing glanced at them with a smile.

"Who of you has seen this person?" The next moment, Li Changqing pointed his finger, and Wang An's portrait suddenly appeared in the air.

As soon as he saw Wang An, the faces of several people around him changed slightly.

"Back to the ancestor, I have seen this person......"

A foundation building monk directly told Wang An about the conflict between Wang An and the demon monk here, and many monks around him also nodded.

"You said he went in? The demon monk also went in, and now the magic circle that entered it disappeared, and you were teleported out?" Li Changqing's face changed, and the aura in the air was agitated, and the foundation building monk suddenly felt a threat of death.

"Senior, I have seen him in the secret realm, and there are several powerful spirit beasts around him......" Of the five monks Wang An met before, one of them actually teleported here.

After listening to the other party's narration, Li Changqing's face relaxed, his brows furrowed, and he disappeared suddenly.

When Li Changqing came up from the second floor, he didn't find Wang An, but later heard that there was a inheritance here, and he expected Wang An to appear here, so he hurried over.

......

At this moment, Wang An, who was in the depths of the Demon Mist Forest, did not know that two days had passed since the ten-day appointment, and Li Changqing was anxiously looking for him.

At this time, Wang An was in trouble.

The surrounding clouds and mist were shrouded, and there was a strange aura in the air, and Wang An vaguely felt a wave of dizziness.

"This can't be poison gas, right?"

Wang An knew that there had been rumors outside that he would go deep into the Demon Mist Forest and would be dizzy under this mysterious aura.

With a thought, Wang An suddenly had an extra whip in his hand, this is the laurel whip that Shennong passed on to him, he has not used it for a long time, and Wang An has almost forgotten this poison-repellent whip.

When Wang An took out the laurel whip, the white mist around him surged, and Wang An felt that there was a mysterious aura in the air that was directly absorbed by the flickering laurel whip, and the faint dizziness disappeared instantly.

"Xiao Jin, how to go?" After walking for a while, Wang An suddenly asked Xiao Jin.

"That direction!" At this time, Xiao Jin pointed out a direction to Wang An without raising his head.

Following this reassurance, Wang An kept walking, flying for half an hour, and it was still an ancient tree towering to the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist.

At this time, Wang An found that more and more aura was absorbed by the laurel whip, and the runes on the whip flickered, and the aura rolled, like a crystal clear jade.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the laurel whip in Wang An's hand trembled violently, and suddenly it broke away from Wang An's hand and flew forward directly.

Wang An's face was shocked, his aura floated around him, and he quickly chased after him.

"It's... It's a Colorful Mirage!?"

At this time, the laurel whip was actually suspended in front of a three-foot-tall, white tree, and the strange spirit around this tree was actually covered with seven layers of halos.

This halo is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, like a rainbow around it.