The plan couldn't keep up with the changes. I estimated that it would take about half a day to enter the small secret realm. I never thought that as soon as Haiyou Sword Sect's front foot landed, the space barrier of the back foot would be weak and open on its own.
The situation was urgent, and Bai Zhizheng did not refute Zou Yanwen's intention. He nodded in agreement like the other disciples, with a solemn look on his face.
Soon, as soon as Zou Yanwen finished speaking, the space crack became larger again, and it was already as thick as someone's arm, which couldn't help but make the monks present even more restless.
Just now, because no one could get in, everyone was able to calm down. However, seeing the door getting bigger and bigger, some anxious monks gradually lost their temper.
At this time, I saw that the leading disciple of Ling Jue Palace returned to the field at some point and said loudly:
"Seniors and Taoist friends, please be patient. The entrance to the small secret realm has just been opened. It will take a long time to maintain a certain width for people to pass through. And the seniors of the Immortal Sword Sect will also come to host this event later. The opening ceremony of the little secret realm, please be patient!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a rough voice came from nowhere and said in a teasing tone:
"Junior, you, Ling Jue Palace, have invited people to come here and you still have to take care of this and that. When I was practicing, your grandfather hadn't been reincarnated yet! We can go in whenever we want. It's not your turn to speak here. If you want to take care of it, just let it go. The people from the Immortal Sword Sect are coming!”
This rough sound was far and near, erratic, and with Qingyun's ears, he couldn't hear the direction, which shows that his cultivation level must be quite good.
However, although his words were rude, he deliberately concealed his voice. He probably had some scruples about the Immortal Sword Sect in charge.
Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, the space crack suddenly widened a bit. It was as thick as an ordinary person's waist, and could already accommodate a thinner person to pass through.
Seeing this, the monks of Lingjue Palace were a little unsure. According to their past experience, it would take at least one or two hours for the crack to go from the thickness of a silver needle to the width of a human body. But how long has it been?
But what surprised him even more was yet to come!
When everyone was unaware, the sky was already shrouded by countless dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun with majestic momentum. And the dark clouds seemed to have spirituality, and they floated towards the entrance of the small secret realm at extremely fast speeds.
Immediately afterwards, terrifying electric threads visible to the naked eye shuttled erratically in the dark clouds, resembling the legendary dragon moving clouds and raining in the sky.
"boom!"
In the eyes of countless horrified eyes, those wandering electric wires entangled themselves, eventually forming a bolt of lightning that was as thick as an arm, and crashed straight down from the air with lightning speed, heading towards the still-stopping direction. The expanding crack smashed away.
It's just that due to the influence of some external force, the thunder that created the world could only fall ten feet above the crack, and could no longer go down.
There seemed to be an invisible layer of restriction above the crack that blocked the lightning strikes, blocking the countless lightning bolts above everyone's heads, which was extremely weird.
Everyone has heard that whenever something that defies heaven is born, it will usually suffer a thunder disaster. This secret realm is actually a fragment of an ancient small world. It is reasonable to be struck by lightning when it comes to the present world.
But the thunder failed to strike successfully, which was surprising. Overcoming the tribulation, overcoming the tribulation, if nothing happens after it is struck, it is considered as overcoming the tribulation, but this is the first time everyone has heard of the thunder tribulation.
The changes in this scene after another made everyone dazzled and dizzy.
As for the crack, it seemed to have spirituality. Seeing that the thunder tribulation could not interfere with its growth, it suddenly began to grow longer and wider like bamboo shoots after rain.
While everyone was still immersed in why the terrifying thunder disaster could not fall, the crack had grown wide enough for two people to enter at the same time.
I don’t know who reacted first, and then countless voices shouted at the same time:
"The little secret realm is open, everyone, hurry up!"
Although everyone is still afraid of the remaining power of the thunder, there is a saying that people die for wealth and birds die for food.
As long as one of the leading birds is safe and sound, then the crucian carp that swarms across the river will probably use up their lifelong efforts to rush into this man-eating whirlpool regardless of their own safety.
Seeing that greed has become unstoppable, the leading disciple from Ling Jue Hall could only sigh secretly.
There are more than a dozen Yuan Hua Realm monks, plus nearly a hundred Hundred Meridian Realm Spiritual Enlightenment Realm monks. Even if Ling Jue Palace sends Condensing Soul Realm monks to come, it will be difficult to stop the chaos immediately. We must wait for the masters of the Immortal Sword Sect to come and take charge. .
So this person pondered for a moment, and still felt that this matter was too strange, and he had to report it to the elders of the sect for them to make a decision. He could not make any arbitrary decisions.
Thinking of this, he no longer paid attention to the people who were already fighting, and quickly left this place of right and wrong.
Once the desire in a person's heart bursts out, it can be compared to the fierce beasts. Qingyun looked at what was already like a battlefield before entering the secret realm, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
How are these so-called monks different from those robbers and traders in the world? How similar are the faces distorted by greed?
In the face of the huge temptation of interests, these people all nakedly exposed their ugly nature.
Qingyun saw with his own eyes that someone actually backhandedly wounded a fellow disciple to prevent subsequent people from entering. His behavior was truly outrageous.
Fortunately, Zou Yanwen, who was cautious at this time, did not order any action, and Bai Zhizheng did not issue any orders. More than 20 people from Haiyou Sword Sect's side just stood there peacefully.
"Huh?"
Qingyun, who was still watching with cold eyes, suddenly found a familiar figure in front of the crack in space, and he couldn't help but let out a light sigh.
What followed was a sneer as sharp as a blade, and the hidden hairpin in his hand inadvertently tightened his grip. Yes, he found an acquaintance, an old acquaintance.
"Brother Kuai, what sect are those monks carrying swords on their backs?"
Kuai Jian's energy at this time was the same as everyone else's. They were all concentrated at the entrance of the small secret realm. He glanced at it casually and said without caring:
"Oh, that's the Shen Dao Sect, just a third-rate sect."
"Magic Sword Gate..."
Qingyun's eagle-like starry eyes stared at one of the group of people carrying the burden, and the sneer on his face became even stronger. Yes, I actually found the evil thief Zhou Yang who wanted to kill him here!
"It's true that there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no door to hell so you can throw yourself into it. Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, I hope you are lucky enough this time, otherwise, I will also let you taste the power of my Nine-Bend Sword Qi! Hum! !”
Zhou Yang, who was still fighting in front of the small secret realm, seemed to have reacted to Qingyun's murderous gaze. He suddenly stopped and looked around, but found nothing for a long time.
Qingyun had already withdrew his aggressive gaze, calmed down his murderous intent, and restored his indifferent temperament.
Of course, he is still no match for Zhou Yang who is in the early stage of the Hundred Meridians Realm, and it is even more difficult to kill him. However, Qingyun is confident that as long as he can practice to the perfection of the Spiritual Yin Realm, he should be able to defeat Zhou Yang after that. There is about a 30% chance of keeping the other party.
Not to mention that he now has Bai Zhizheng and Haiyou Sword Sect as his backers, so he doesn't have any worries. As long as his cultivation level can be improved, there will be many opportunities.
Later, he also discovered his junior brother Li Yi who was being protected by Zhou Yang. However, Qingyun did not have any resentment towards Li Yi. After all, like Zeng Jin himself, he was also a young man who was inexperienced in the world. The most important thing was He was not involved in what happened at that time.
"It's a pity that the Kirin Purple Qi is not strong enough. It is estimated that the damage to monks with hundreds of veins is limited, otherwise the chance of victory would be greater."
Just when Qingyun was still thinking about how to repay Zhou Yang for the knife that tore his flesh to pieces that day, Zou Yanwen's deep voice echoed in his ears:
"Disciples, listen! Follow me!"
Zou Yanwen seemed to have spotted the opportunity. As soon as he finished speaking, he held his sword and quickly opened a path for the disciples behind him!
He controlled the sharp sword energy just right. He did not kill the surrounding monks on a large scale but dispersed the gathered crowd. This shows that his meticulous control of the sword energy is really powerful.
Bai Zhizheng had been fighting with him secretly for decades, and now he was not willing to show weakness in front of others. Bai Ye, who had suppressed his temper for a long time, laughed a few times and said boldly:
"How can such a grand event be without me, Bai Zhizheng? Brothers, follow closely!"
The same thing is the swing of the long sword, which is different from Zou Yanwen's just-right shock. Although Bai Zhizheng's sword is also slender, it has a threatening feeling like a tiger descending from the mountain when it is danced, making people dare not confront him head-on and retreat on their own.
The power and effect are comparable to Zou Yanwen's, which shows that his spiritual power is stronger than that of monks of the same level.
It can also be seen from this that it is not unreasonable for Bai Zhizheng to compete with Zou Yanwen, who is at the fifth level of the Yuan Hua Realm, for so long with a small gap between the two realms.
Of course, Yuan Hua realm monks pay attention to the degree of soul solidification, which is to put it bluntly, the tempering of mental power. The difference in small realms is sometimes not very big.
Two shadows, one blue and one white, kept rushing in front of everyone in the Haiyou Sword Sect at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. Their slender and burly figures were like the harmonious sound of a harp and a harp. If they were not disciples of this sect, they would really not know it. The two people who work well together have been rivals for decades.
As the saying goes, it is good to enjoy the shade under the big trees. At this time, Master Qingyun naturally followed behind the burly Bai Zhizheng.
With the Yuan Hua Realm monks leading the way, juniors like them are happy to pick up what is readily available. However, if everything went as expected, everyone in the world would be a prince and everyone would be an emperor.
Although the monks in Lingyin Realm and Baimai Realm were fighting fiercely, but when they reached the Yuanhua Realm, at least outside the Little Secret Realm, including Zou Yanwen and Bai Zhizheng, their actions were still very measured, and the lives they hurt were actually not much.
