Mortal Seeking Immortal

Seeing that Ye Zhou did not accept the jade talisman, Xu Feng could only take it back and continue to look for the next monk who was willing to form an alliance with him.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed. The elders who were standing on the high mountain next to the small valley looked at each other and said to the disciples of the sect in the valley: "The secret realm is about to open. Disciples, follow me quickly! "

Having said that, several elders released monsters, magic weapons and other objects at the same time, and took all the disciples of the four sects and three sects to a quiet lake not far outside the small valley.

This lake is surrounded by mountains. From time to time, low-level herbivorous monsters come to the lake to drink water. A faint spiritual energy evaporates from the lake water and spreads around.

After everyone landed, the seven elders from the four sects and three sects stared at the lake intently, as if waiting for something.

Ye Zhou casually took a look at the surrounding environment, and then cast his eyes on the lake in front of him. He saw that the lake was misty and unfathomable, and waves of microwaves appeared on the lake from time to time.

Not long after, traces of white mist appeared on the lake. The mist appeared very suddenly and quickly. In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire lake, and the white mist continued to increase.

A quarter of an hour later, the entire lake was shrouded in thick fog. Ye Zhou released his spiritual consciousness to explore into the fog, and found that this white mist could block the monk's spiritual exploration.

When the white mist condensed on the lake was extremely thick, the seven elders standing by the lake looked at each other with solemn eyes. They released their own magic weapons one after another, activated the magic weapons, and all moved towards the thickest white mist on the lake. Cut it down everywhere!

Just a few loud bangs were heard, and under the attack of the magic weapon, a multicolored light burst out from the white mist. This light was like a solid shield, protecting the entire white mist.

The attacks of the seven magic weapons all landed on this multicolored light, and all of them were bounced away by this light.

The seven elders once again activated the magic weapon to attack the multicolored light. For a moment, under the urging of the seven elders, countless attacks fell on the multicolored light like raindrops, and a dazzling white light erupted from the surface of the multicolored light. .

Through this white light, Ye Zhou noticed that at first, the five-colored light could rebound all attacks. Gradually, as the attacks became more and more intensive, this multi-colored light seemed to be exhausted and could only rebound most of them. attack.

As time went by, the multicolored light received more and more attacks, and a crack appeared on the multicolored light.

After all the elders saw this crack, their faces were filled with joy, and they activated their magic weapons to continue attacking this colorful light.

After another half-quarter of an hour, the cracks on the multicolored light were as dense as a spider web. When the seven magic weapons landed on this multicolored light again carrying a group of attacks, the multicolored light shattered like a mirror, revealing what was beneath it. Thick white fog.

At this time, the elders hurriedly took back the magic weapons in their hands, turned around and shouted to the disciples of the sect standing behind them: "The secret realm has been opened! You must quickly enter the secret realm through the white mist, without delay!"

"Remember, you only have five days to enter the secret realm. After five days, an exit will automatically appear in the secret realm. The exit can only last for two-quarters of an hour. If you cannot leave the secret realm through the exit in time, you will be trapped forever. "In the secret realm."

"For so many years since the secret realm has been open, no one has ever come out after it was closed. Being trapped in the secret realm means death."

As soon as the elders finished speaking, they saw that among the disciples standing behind them, some of them could not wait to rush towards the white mist on the lake with their swords. The figures of those disciples disappeared instantly as they entered the white mist, as if they were caught by the white mist. The fog swallowed it up, and countless disciples followed closely behind and entered the secret realm.

In the blink of an eye, one-third of the disciples entered the secret realm. Ye Zhou and Wu Yong looked at each other and flew towards Bai Wu with their swords.

As soon as Ye Zhou's figure entered the area shrouded in white mist, he felt a weightless feeling beneath his feet, as if he was falling from a high altitude.

Ye Zhou hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power to control the flying sword under his feet, but the flying sword under his feet seemed to be cut off. The spiritual power he sent seemed to sink into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Ye Zhou's eyes were covered by a sudden white light. When the white light dissipated, Ye Zhou was already in the secret realm.

Ye Zhou looked down and saw that Feijian was lying quietly at his feet. Ye Zhou put away the Feijian and looked up, only to see a slightly red sky above his head. The color was like the morning glow of the sunrise, but lighter than the morning glow. .

Countless huge cracks with blurred boundaries filled the entire sky, and the cracks seemed to be another world.

Through the crack, Ye Zhou could only see a gray patch, as if shrouded in mist at night. Through the gray color, Ye Zhou noticed that some huge black shadows were passing through the crack from time to time.

Just looking at those black shadows makes people shiver down their backs.

There was a black shadow in one of the cracks, as if it sensed that someone was peeping at it, and actually lay beside the crack, as if peering in through the crack.

Ye Zhou's whole body stiffened, and a layer of damp cold sweat quickly oozed from his palms. He didn't dare to look anymore and hurriedly looked away.

At this moment, there was a sudden clang behind Ye Zhou, as if a sharp weapon fell to the ground. Ye Zhou quickly turned his head to look and saw a black shadow falling straight from a height of one foot in the air.

When the black shadow fell to the ground, a familiar groan came into Ye Zhou's ears: "What kind of secret realm is this? You want to throw me to death as soon as you enter! Fortunately, I, Wu Yongfu, have a great life!"

The black shadow falling from mid-air was none other than Wu Yong who came in with Ye Zhou, and the clanging sound just now was the sound of the flying sword falling from his feet.

Wu Yong rubbed his butt, picked up the flying sword and stood up. When he saw Ye Zhou in front of him, he was about to run towards Ye Zhou with a face of joy, but unexpectedly, Ye Zhou said seriously: "Don't move! "

Wu Yong's eyes widened nervously, and he stood in a running posture, not daring to move.

Ye Zhou pointed at a palm-long, twisted space crack less than a foot away from Wu Yong's neck and said, "Did you see this? This thing is called a space crack. Not to mention your neck, it is a magic weapon for forming pills." It can cut through it and go around it."

After Wu Yong heard this, he quickly and carefully explored whether there were any other spatial cracks in the surrounding area. After completing the exploration and confirming that there were no other spatial cracks, he cautiously walked towards Ye Zhou.

Wu Yong stood next to Ye Zhou, stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, and said with a sad face: "I was really scared to death just now, and I almost lost my life. This secret realm is so dangerous, no wonder those disciples Don’t want to come.”

Ye Zhou said: "Your luck is pretty good, because everyone who is unlucky is dead."

After saying that, Ye Zhou motioned Wu Yong to look behind him with his eyes. Wu Yong turned around and saw a foot away behind him, lying upside down, the corpse of a monk wearing Chixia Sect clothes and cut in half by a space crack. .

The blood in the corpse was still flowing out quietly. It seemed that this person had just died and should be the disciple who came in before Ye Zhou and Wu Yong.