Above the Immortal Cultivation

In the Tianyun Secret Realm, after Wang Lu dealt with the Earth Spirit Hedgehog, he did not delay for a moment and continued to slowly sneak towards Tianlin in the northeast direction.

In the Tianyun Square, the number of onlookers did not decrease, and it was still very lively.

As the day passed, different numbers kept disappearing from the survival list. Some people saw the disappeared number and beat their chests and sighed, while others were expressionless and didn't know what they were thinking. Or a few like-minded people, calling friends from all over the world, fiercely discussed the disappeared numbers, or the numbers they believed were about to disappear.

No one wanted to leave. They would not be willing to leave without seeing the final result.

Whether they wanted to intercept the last person to come out, or to see the style of those who walked out of the secret realm, or just to watch the excitement...

Everyone had their own plans in mind.

Of course, number 16 is still on the survival list. A monk wearing a cat-head mask found a remote place and sent a communication talisman. In a Buddhist temple on a hill five hundred miles away, an old man in the late Jindan stage with a vigorous spirit saw the communication talisman and took a high-speed flying treasure to fly towards Lingyun City.

Obviously, he wanted to report to Yin Qi that the number had not disappeared and was still clearly visible.

Yin Luan Xuan did things without leaking a drop of water, but they only needed to execute what Van Gogh arranged, and would not ask any reasons.

Such a tight set of single-line connections is also one of the reasons why Yin Luan Xuan has been enduring.

Three hundred numbers, eleven have disappeared in one day, which shows how high the mortality rate is.

If this continues, let alone half a year, three hundred people will die in less than a month.

In a secret realm of 100,000 miles in radius, 300 people are like 300 grains of sand scattered in a piece of sand. The probability of being randomly teleported to the same place by the vortex is too small.

There is still plenty of time. For Wang Lu, with his body skills alone, he can easily cross from one side of the secret realm to the other side in less than a day.

He walked slowly and steadily in the sky clouds leading to the central area according to the general direction, while killing various monsters in the Tianlin, and took seven or eight kinds of heavenly materials and treasures with a medicinal age of more than 30,000 years.

Except for encountering the companion monsters of those spiritual materials, the road was almost unobstructed. He did not encounter even a single cultivator, which made him wonder, is it possible that there are only himself and the nameless cultivator who has returned to the underworld in the Tianlin.

This luck is too good.

Walking and stopping, a month passed quickly. In this month, the induction talisman seemed to be asleep, without any movement, and he was too lazy to care.

When he felt that there was no danger in the Tianlin, he would stop, find a hidden place, take a Baizhuan Guiyuan Pill, and meditate to practice.

The effect was surprisingly good. Although his cultivation level did not increase rapidly, it was more than 30 times better than that in the outside world. He felt that within two months, his cultivation level would break through the middle stage of the Jindan and reach the late stage of the Jindan.

This made him feel comfortable and at ease, and he forgot about mining for natural materials and treasures, and even almost forgot about the trip to Mount Tai.

In a month, other places in the secret realm were frantically performing scenes of killing monsters for treasures, monsters eating people, or killing people for treasures.

In the southeast Tiansha Desert, in the thick yellow-orange desert, oases and sand lakes of different sizes were like jade gems inlaid on it. The spiritual energy of the desert was only about 30 times that of the outside world, but the spiritual energy surrounding the oasis and sand lakes was directly 200 times that of the outside world.

This also caused all kinds of rare treasures to grow wildly in the area.

In a lush oasis full of various green bamboos, three monks with different expressions stared at a cold and arrogant male cultivator in the late Jindan stage thirty feet away.

On the left side between the two sides, there was a one-foot-long, green and dazzling spiritual grass. This 40,000-year-old spiritual grass was one of the main materials for refining the late Yuanying elixir, the Green Ghost Body.

Indeed, the grass body of the Green Ghost Body seemed to be carved with the body of a devil. When it swayed in the wind, circles of low sobs like ghosts from hell could be heard faintly.

Not to mention the 40,000-year-old Green Ghost Body, even this grass of 10,000 years in the outside world is quite rare.

Ten feet away from the Green Ghost Body, a green-covered seventh-level mutant ghost clam was beheaded, and green blood was scattered all over the ground. It was obviously the masterpiece of that cold monk.

One of the monks, a thin and somewhat shriveled Jindan Dayuan, stepped out from the group of three, releasing the fierce aura of a Jindan Dayuan, and said lightly: "This fellow Taoist is unfamiliar. The three of us are from the Long family of Lingyun City. If you are willing to give up this grass, we will compensate you with a large amount of spiritual stones and let you leave safely. If you don't know what's good for you, then stay forever."

"Then stay."

The Jindan late stage monk spoke lightly like him.

As soon as the voice fell, three white human-shaped lightnings fell from the sky without any warning, and struck the tops of the three people with lightning speed.

"Hmph!"

The shriveled monk shouted coldly, and a black dragon with extraordinary momentum and ferociousness appeared from behind him, opened his mouth and sprayed at the human-shaped lightning, and the human-shaped lightning disappeared in the dragon's dragon breath as he expected.

"You won't cry until you see the coffin!"

Seeing this, the shriveled monk looked at the two men. This man killed the mutant ghost clam that they had to use some means to kill alone, which put great pressure on them. In addition, the people who entered the Tianyun Secret Realm this time were the strongest in history, so the domineering aura of the man made them a little afraid.

However, they didn't expect that this man just took advantage of the natural thunder magic that restrained ghosts.

Ghost clams are afraid of thunder, and they have ways to deal with it.

After thinking about this, the two late Jindan monks shouted at the same time, and two black dragons appeared. They planned to use the powerful magic of the vision to kill this man with the power of thunder and occupy the green ghost body alone.

Just when the shriveled monk was feeling proud, he couldn't help but be shocked!

The overwhelming white thunder covered them in an instant...

The cold male cultivator made a single move towards the green ghost body, and the grass was put into his storage bag.

He did not look at the three people who were wrapped in the vast ocean of thunder, and fled to the next oasis.

As long as they can hold on for ten breaths, they are lucky.

Obviously, the three people could not even hold on for five breaths, and they were bombarded by thunder and died.

These small characters are not worth his 30% strength. What he wants is to kill all the people who have obtained the Heavenly Dragon and Earth Phoenix token. He is one of the five people mentioned by Yin Qi, Lei Gui.

The Tianfeng Hilly Area in the north is as its name suggests. The wind blade is like a knife. In this hilly mountain area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, the wind blade will rise from time to time at any time. The place where it blows and the size of the wind blade are also different. It is like the sky in June and the face of a baby. It changes as soon as it is said, and it changes faster than turning a book.

The strong wind blade will even crush the body protection of ordinary Jindan late-stage cultivators. Therefore, the Tianfeng area is also a place where most people are unwilling to be teleported.

Of course, the strongest wind blade, even if it is a top-grade defensive ancient treasure, will not last for half an hour under the support of the cultivator's abundant mana, and will be cut into pieces by the wind blade along with the treasure and the person.

Tianfeng is a very dangerous place.

However, dozens of small hills stand in the Tianfeng hills and mountains, becoming a natural shelter from wind blades, a place where various rare spiritual materials grow, and a place for the cultivation and habitat of corresponding companion monsters.

A nameless hill over ten miles away, in a natural cave on the hill, the spiritual energy is like thousands of swimming fish filling the cave, and the cave is bright with a hint of dark yellow and a strong scent of spiritual milk.

Four cultivators from different routes were driven into this cave by the super strong wind blade that was still raging outside five days ago.

The cave is more than five miles deep. At the innermost part, a natural muddy yellow stalagmite hangs down. Below it is a one-foot wide small depression. A drop of slightly yellow spiritual milk hangs on the tip of the stalagmite.

They don't know when the spiritual milk will drip into the small depression.

Maybe three days, a month, a year, or maybe a long time.

Dozens of white bones are scattered on the small depression not far away. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the broken bones are slightly muddy yellow. It can be seen at a glance that these bones are very old, no less than ten thousand years old.

Looking at the small pool of spiritual milk, they are indifferent.

It turns out that on the stalagmite, there is a three-foot-long level seven peak Xuanhuang Spirit Spider that is almost integrated with the stalagmite.

Xuanhuang Spirit Spider, with a trace of the blood of Chaos Fairy Spider, one of the ten great insects, can grow to an incredible realm, which gradually extinguished the greed in the eyes of the four people.

Although the Xuanhuang Spirit Spider was extremely ferocious, it would not attack if it was not provoked, which greatly relieved the four people. They just waited for the wind blades outside to retreat as soon as possible so that they could leave quickly.

Among the four people, two were half-step Yuanying, and two were in the Jindan Great Perfection realm.

However, the four people were not sure of each other's details, and they kept a considerable distance, and were wary of each other.

Time passed quickly, and another day passed, and the wind blades outside were still there.

A figure walking slowly seemed to carry the lightness and softness of the spring breeze, breaking the balance between them.