"This ......", Ji Chuan was a little surprised, and turned his head to glance at Ji Yu, the meaning of which is self-evident. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ji Yu was indeed a little afraid, but in front of so many genius disciples, he couldn't lose face, and said stubbornly, "Elder, then you can stay, and I will lead the team in ......."

Ji Chuan didn't say anything, bowed slightly, and stopped talking.

Similarly, Dugu Sheng, Su Luli and the others were also explaining some things to their respective Jindan elders, and it seemed that they were also planning to enter the secret realm without the company of the Guardian Elders.

After all, this is not an ordinary secret realm, but a secret realm left by the Demon Buddha who cultivated to the heavens and was the most controversial, and it is very likely that he was buried in the tomb, such an opportunity, who can easily let it go?

As if they had discussed it, all the disciples of the Great Sect flew up, turned into Dao Dao Changhong, disappeared into the golden formation, and stepped into the ruins.

Wang Li threw an inquiring look at Chubby again, it was too dangerous here, he was really afraid that something would happen to Chubby inside.

However, what Chubby gave him back was a firm look, if you want to become stronger, how can you not take risks, I want to become strong and protect everything I want to protect.

His eyes were so complicated, but Wang Li understood it, because this was also the reason why Wang Li had been insisting, he sighed lightly, patted the former's shoulder, accelerated again, and rushed towards the golden light.

Now that the decision has been made, then Lord Demon Buddha, whether it is the Sword Mountain or the Sea of Fire that you left behind, our brothers have broken through!

The light flashed, Wang Li and the others disappeared into the formation, and there were only some Jindan old monsters left in the huge basin, which seemed empty.

All the Jindan old monsters sat cross-legged, quietly waiting for the genius disciples of their respective sects to return.

However, will it really be what they think?

Wang Li only felt that his whole body was constantly pulled by an extremely strange force, if it weren't for his true strength and being very strange, he would have suffered a lot, this should be a weakened power of time and space.

If it was a real spatial rift, I am afraid that these little monks who were not Jindan would have already lost their souls.

When the golden light in front of him disappeared, Wang Li found that he was on a steppe with no end in sight, and the dead grass that grew up to his knees fell to the side in unison under the strong wind, slapping on his knees like waves, making a "whoosh" sound.

What made Wang Li even more frightened was that he was the only one here! The formation actually teleported everyone separately!

You must know that there are tens of thousands of monks who have entered here, and there is not a single monk as far as your eyes can see, so you can imagine how huge this space is!

Wang Li raised his eyes and looked around, but he didn't find any references, so he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, only the dark red sky and ethereal clouds were wandering, which made him feel a little dazed and a little flustered.

Choosing a random direction, Wang Li stepped on the flying sword and hurried away.

At the same time, Xu Qing in the jungle, Pershing standing in the swamp with a confused face, and the trembling little fat in the desert, all sacrificed their protective magic weapons, stepped on the flying sword, chose a direction, and left quickly.

The huge strange secret realm is sprinkled with tens of thousands of monks, all of whom come with greed and desire, I don't know how many will return proudly, and how many will bury their bones here.

Wang Li flew in the open grassland for a full hour, and the withered grass in front of him was still the same as the end, and he even wondered if he had moved.

This is embarrassing, Wang Dashao scratched his head a little, whether in the sky or on the ground, there is no reference, how can he go.

He fell heavily on the soft dead grass, listened to the whirring wind, felt the caress of the grass, looked up at the sky blankly, looked at the leisurely white clouds, and unconsciously ...... Fall asleep!

can fall asleep in this dangerous and step-by-step secret realm, I can't say whether there will be no one in the future, but it is definitely unprecedented!

You must know that there are tens of thousands of monks dead outside, and the creator of this secret realm, the Demon Buddha, is an executioner who kills people without blinking, and under this premise, how big does the heart have to be to fall asleep.

Young Master Wang slept for four hours before he stretched his waist and got up, not surprisingly, the grassland was still the same grassland, the sky was still the same sky, the wind was still the same wind, and the clouds were still the same clouds......

Wait a minute!

Wang Li seemed to have a lightning bolt in his mind, this sky, this grassland, this world was created by others, or it was virtual, since there was no sun, no moon, and no stars, why did you have to put clouds?

And is it also a cloud of movement?

This one must be greasy!

Young Master Wang's eyes flashed with essence, as if he had returned to his student days, and he had a sense of accomplishment that he had found the intention of the teacher on the exam paper, it turned out that you were going to take this fucking test, right?

He simply sat on the spot, looked at the moving cloud with his hands on his cheeks, and stared at it for several hours before he accompanied the cloud through a cycle and found a pattern.

Wang Li, who had some bottom in his heart, suddenly got up, scratched off the withered grass leaves standing on his body, stepped on the flying sword again, and galloped away in the direction of the movement of the clouds.

He didn't notice at all that after moving in the direction of the clouds, the trajectory he flew over had a faint golden light flowing, and at the moment when the clouds were changing direction, Wang Li immediately changed the same direction with him.

There was a sound of "bang" behind him, and he hurriedly looked back, only to see that the yellow withered grass on the road when he came turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"There is a play", Wang Li laughed, with an indescribable self-satisfaction.

However, it didn't take long to be happy, the emerald green grass kept rolling, the black dirt was flying, and dozens of figures turned out!

These people are pale, their expressions are blank, their bodies are shriveled and stiff, as if there is no trace of water, they are dried corpses!

Wang Li looked at the seemingly stiff but extremely fast dried corpses with a shocked face, his heart tightened, and with a stretch of his right hand, he touched the gold hand and slapped it out, and it was directly imprinted on the front of the dried corpse.

With a muffled "bang", the chest of the dry corpse instantly collapsed and was knocked away, but after struggling a few times, it staggered to its feet and pounced on him again.

", so hard", Wang Li's face was ugly, looking at the dozens of dried corpses, his mouth was bitter, all of them were so hard, how could these dozens be finished?

"Xuanwu arm!", Wang Li's unbelieving arm swung out and slammed into a dried corpse, which did not struggle under the powerful Xuanwu arm, and directly exploded into shriveled pieces of flesh flying around, and it seemed to be alive.

Fortunately, it can be killed, if it is the same as the skeleton outside, if it can be reorganized after the fight, it will really scold the mother, Wang Li thought angrily, but he faced a new problem, that is, the consumption of the Xuanwu arm is too large, and he can't punch him if he is squeezed dry.