The sun and the moon flew by, and half a year passed in a blink of an eye. Outside the silver light curtain at the edge of the first layer of the secret realm, eight foundation-building stage demon cultivators stood scattered.
The two men standing at the front of the team at this time, although they have the lowest cultivation level, their magic power is extremely pure. One of them is elegant and handsome, and the other is burly and has a sinister face.
"I didn't expect that Brother Zhang would have such an opportunity. If my younger brother guessed correctly, the passage is probably made of Dragon Broken Stone. It is said that this material is extremely inert and extremely strong, and even Nascent Soul Stage monks are difficult to break it, so It blocked the high temperature of the volcanic lava."
The handsome young man said with emotion.
The burly man lamented: "You don't know that the ground deep in the passage is actually full of magic stones. With my strength, I can't break it into pieces. I can only pick up some gravel. Otherwise, I will bring back more than two magic stones." Ten thousand yuan.”
The handsome young man laughed dumbly and said: "Brother Zhang, be satisfied. We have been searching for so long, and including the magic stones obtained from the Qisha Sect and the Yin Yang Sect, it is only about 50,000 yuan."
"Besides, eldest brother has been practicing in that magic stone land for more than half a year, and the increase in cultivation is the biggest gain."
When the burly man heard this, he activated the improved magic power in his body with a proud look on his face.
This burly man is naturally Lu Kun. In the six months since he returned to the first level of the secret realm, he relied on his speed and powerful consciousness during the pill formation stage to search for places with magic stones and collected a large number of magic stones.
The magic stones in the storage bag on his waist were just a fraction of the harvest. There were more than 200,000 magic stones in his soft ribs.
After searching the first floor, Lu Kun easily found Xu Zihang and others, and fabricated the story that in order to escape pursuit, he accidentally discovered a secret passage at the foot of the volcano, went in and discovered the land of magic stones, etc.
At this time, there were only eight people left in the Blood Refining Sect's foundation-building team, including three Blood Demons. In addition to Zhang Yiyang, who was transformed by Lu Kun, Xu Zihang and Chen Fenghua were all in full swing.
Shangguan Yue, the only female blood devil, was ambushed and killed by the Qishamen along with her second team not long after the secret realm was opened.
Except for the Blood Devil, only five of the other foundation-building disciples are still alive. The only remaining members of Zhang Yiyang's team are Lei Batian, Chen Qian'er and the taciturn middle-aged man Ouyang Sheng.
Only two people from Xu Zihang's third team survived, which shows how tragic this trip to the secret realm was. Although the mortality rate was extremely high, the remaining people received great benefits and had many storage bags around their waists. Several.
While Lu Kun was chatting casually with Xu Zihang, his mind was paying attention to Chen Fenghua, who was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath next to him. This young master of the Chen family seemed to be much calmer after experiencing this trip to the secret realm.
"This kid must have suspicions and is looking for the restriction in his body. When he tries to form a pill, I'm afraid he will know that what I said is true. I will meet him again then..."
While Lu Kun was thinking, the silver light curtain in front of them suddenly emitted a bright light, and a vast ancient aura came over it.
"Fellow brothers, one year has come and it's time to activate the secret realm jade talisman!"
Everyone hurriedly stepped forward, and the jade talisman in their hands shone brightly.
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In the middle of a barren desert in Zhongzhou of Qi State, huge potholes emitted dazzling light, and the Nascent Soul stage monks sitting around opened their eyes.
A large amount of strong winds, mixed with yellow and white airflow, poured out from the edge of the pit. On the silver light screen with a radius of thousands of feet, demonic energy, spiritual energy and devilish energy were mixed, forming small hurricanes.
"Shuisha..."
Countless rays of spiritual light suddenly appeared, and in the four directions of the pit, many figures wrapped in white light suddenly appeared. The Nascent Soul stage monks from the four camps took action one after another, shooting out strands of magic light to wrap these people, and they emerged from the pit. Pulled out.
Immediately afterwards, those yellow-white hurricanes, mixed with scattered demonic energy, drilled downwards, and the silver light curtain gradually disappeared, revealing the rocks with cracks in the pit.
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In the Blood Refining Sect camp, Situ Hao ignored the foundation-building disciples who suffered heavy losses, but looked at the nine pill-forming monks with an ugly expression, and said coldly: "Ma Jie! What happened this time, you actually lost one person? "
"With two demonic beads, even if faced with the joint efforts of the Qishamen and the Yin-Yang Sect, they can completely resist it, and Han Qingsheng's ability to escape is not weak."
Ma Jie smiled bitterly, moved his lips slightly, and explained to the elder in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
As Ma Jie spoke, Situ Hao's brows wrinkled.
There are a large number of top-level demon zombies in the Demon Refining Cave, scorpions with powerful Nascent Soul power, weird casual cultivators with powerful bodies, top disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Sect who have cultivated the power of Nascent Soul during the elixir-formation period, and even Rong Zhengqi’s seed demon Pearls surprised Situ Hao.
This trip to the secret realm sounded more dangerous than his previous trip. Ma Jie and the others were lucky that only one person died.
After listening, Situ Hao glanced at the Yin Yang Holy Cult from afar. He seemed to have heard of the technique of transforming into a male and a female body and cultivating the power of the Nascent Soul during the Dan Formation stage.
After pondering for a moment, Situ Hao's powerful spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of Nascent Soul came out of his body and explored the area of Xizhou's casual cultivators.
The faces of the three Nascent Soul stage monks in Xizhou changed slightly, and their consciousnesses were connected in front of them. One of them, a fat old man, said in a deep voice: "Situ Hao, what do you mean!"
Situ Hao snorted coldly: "Nothing else, I just want to confirm the identities of these juniors."
There was anger in the eyes of the fat old man, and he said angrily: "Situ Hao, we have already agreed that the elders are not allowed to interfere in the fighting among the younger generations in the secret realm. Besides, with the ability of these little guys, they can kill the knot of your Blood Refining Sect. Dan disciple?"
Situ Hao's face darkened, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly let out a soft sigh and turned his head to look back, with a look of awe in his eyes.
At the same time, the Nascent Soul stage monks present seemed to sense something, their expressions changed drastically, and they summoned their own magic weapons, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Soon, an extremely intense bloody light appeared on the horizon, and even from dozens of miles away, one could feel the terrifying pressure of magic.
Under the influence of this coercion, the monks in the foundation-building stage collapsed on the ground one by one, looking horrified and almost breathless. Even the demon cultivators in the pill-forming stage had pale faces and the magic power in their bodies was somewhat stagnant.
This bloody escaping light was extremely fast. It was still on the horizon just now. In just one or two breaths, it came to the top of the Blood Refining Sect. The magic light dissipated, revealing a bald middle-aged man with red eyes and a thin body. man.
This man was quietly suspended in the air, and the overwhelming magical aura was restrained by him, and the pressure on all the magic cultivators was relieved.
When Situ Hao and the Danjie disciples of the Blood Refining Sect saw the middle-aged man's true appearance, they all looked solemn and bowed: "See the Great Elder!"
Upon hearing this, the foundation-building disciples of the Blood Refining Sect showed signs of fear and awe, and bowed down in fear.
No one could have imagined that Pang Laomo, the number one demon cultivator in the Qi Kingdom and the great elder of the late Nascent Soul of the Blood Refining Sect, would personally come to the exit of the secret realm.
Pang Lao Mo looked at the other Nascent Soul stage monks indifferently, waved his hand and said: "I am passing by Zhongzhou, and I calculated that it is the end of the secret realm, so I stopped by to take a look."
"Hey, where is that boy Han Qingsheng? Junior brother, what's going on?" Pang Laomo noticed at a glance that his sect was missing a monk at the core formation stage, and he frowned.
Situ Hao looked bitter and had no choice but to recount the incident.
The spiritual communication between the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage was very fast. Pang Laomo soon knew what was happening in the secret realm. He looked in the direction of the Yin-Yang Holy Cult and said softly:
"You actually found a yin and yang body. This little guy probably practices yin and yang magic skills."
Upon hearing this, the Nascent Soul stage man and woman from the Yin Yang Holy Sect showed nervousness in their eyes, and the magic power in their bodies slowly rose. The strong man said in a deep voice: "Pang Lao Mo, don't you want to take action against this junior?"
Pang Laomo laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, I won't bully the small with the big."
Then Pang Laomo ignored the Yin-Yang Holy Cult and looked in the direction of Xizhou. His consciousness was so vague that he avoided the three Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators and glanced at the bodies of the pill-forming cultivators.
He turned around and shook his head and said: "The monks at the Dan Formation stage present here all have their true appearance, and their energy and blood are normal. Without the person you mentioned, that guy would have died at the hands of a dead creature."
When Ma Jie heard this, he was slightly startled, and then showed a look of relief. After all, that scorpion had the power of the Nascent Soul at the mid-stage Nascent Soul level, so how could a monk at the Core Formation stage be its opponent.
Pang Lao Mo glanced at the remaining Foundation Establishment disciples, then focused on Xu Zihang, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
"Alright, junior brother, recruit the Blood Cloud Flying Boat and return to the Blood Demon Mountain Range."
"Yes, Great Elder." Situ Hao waved his hand, and a black war boat more than ten feet covered with runes appeared in mid-air.
Lu Kun followed Xu Zihang and used the flying magic weapon to fly onto the blood cloud boat, feeling relieved in his heart.
The arrival of Pang Laomo was beyond his expectation.
Fortunately, the rich energy and blood in his body was concentrated deep in his bones, and his identity as Zhang Yiyang was just a monk in the early stage of foundation building, so Pang Laomo didn't pay much attention to him.
However, Lu Kun didn't notice that after seeing him entering the flying boat, Pang Laomo's eyes flashed with a trace of undetectable surprise...
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