The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Sigh, the aura outside is thinner than in the early years.

I don't know how long it can last outside.

If the aura of this world is exhausted, I'm afraid we won't have many good days in the secret realm. No matter what the secret realm is, it depends on this world.

It's fine if you can't practice without spiritual energy, but I'm afraid, alas...

A wooden boat carrying these fifty or sixty monks was swaying between the sky and the earth. All the casual monks on the deck stopped their practice and spoke some calamitous words.

Although it is not panic, it also makes people feel uneasy.

No one knows what changes will take place after the aura of this world dies.

Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help thinking about this question, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come to any conclusions, because his cultivation base was too shallow and his knowledge was not enough.

The wooden boat crossed mountains, rivers and rivers. After two days of wobbling, it traveled tens of thousands of miles, and finally arrived at a desert.

Flying sand and rocks, undulating sand dunes.

Everyone, Murong Yan, the elder of the Shattering Heaven Immortal Sect with a full head of white hair, said, We will reach the boundary in three hundred miles. Everyone, please be prepared. If there are people who are not able to enter the secret place due to lack of cultivation, please wait here. But the reward from my sect cannot be mentioned.

Immediately, several casual cultivators responded:

clear!

This is natural. Let's go out to explore the secret realm, relying on our own abilities!

Elder Murong, don't worry, everyone understands the rules.

Yang Jian stood in the corner, waiting there expressionlessly.

In fact, after leaving the small world of the secret realm, most of these casual cultivators have been restrained by the Shattering Heaven Immortal Sect.

Not to mention other things, if you are thrown outside by the Shattered Heaven Immortal Sect, it will be very difficult to go back to that small world.

Maybe if I broke my leg, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter those two gates.

Yang Jian thought for a while, he also needs to pay attention to this problem, and he can't easily hate the Shattered Heavenly Immortal Gate.

Na Murong Yan continued: Originally there was a large natural formation guarding this secret place, but due to the gradual thinning of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, the large formation could not maintain its operation, and it finally collapsed a few days ago. This is how this secret place is presented to the world.

There are still ten elders from the Broken Heaven Immortal Sect who went one step ahead to explore the depths of the secret realm, and left behind jade talismans indicating several places where treasures are hidden.

This time, we are going to search for the hidden treasure. If you encounter danger, or encounter people from other factions, everyone needs to be cautious.

Although our small world in the secret realm is peaceful, in front of treasures, it is inevitable that some people will have evil intentions.

Although these remarks are long-winded, they are out of good intentions, reminding these casual cultivators not to be greedy for treasures and mislead their lives.

As soon as Murong Yan finished speaking, he heard a casual cultivator shouting: Look! That blood cloud ahead! We shouldn't be going there!

Everyone looked at it together, and many people took a breath, but Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, showing an inexplicable sense of urgency.

Hundreds of miles away, the blood cloud was rolling, and the blood wave was in the sky!

It seemed to be a sea of ​​blood that suddenly appeared in the world, with rolling waves and raging waves, and more than a dozen huge tornadoes reaching the sky, wreaking havoc on the world, as if to crush all those who approached it!

Looking carefully, the blood cloud and waves are filled with blood-colored wind and sand, and the 'illusion' created is not a real sea of ​​blood.

Murong Yan murmured: Has it spread here? It's really a disaster, I'm afraid it will affect many mortals around this desert.

Hearing Murong Yan's murmur, Yang Jian felt a little more fond of this old man who had been wearing a gentle smile.

Ten miles away from the place filled with bloody wind and sand, the wooden boat began to shake, and people who were blown by the strong wind could not open their eyes.

The three elders shot at the same time, stabilized the wooden boat, and landed a hundred feet away from the edge of the blood demon, and then put away the flying magic weapon.

Everyone, if you can't resist this hundred miles of blood, wait here! Don't be brave!

Murong Yan let out a loud cry, and an oval mask appeared around his body, the bloody aura couldn't move him in the slightest.

The twelve disciples of the Shattering Heaven Immortal Sect also followed suit. Obviously, they were well-cultivated, and all of them were young monks who had successfully established their foundations.

Then the three elders guarded the twelve disciples, and entered into the bloody sandstorm.

Among the loose cultivators, there were advanced ones who cast spells in the same way and chased after them; there were also people who took out magic weapons such as body armor and moved forward, and half of the casual cultivators went in.

Yang Jian thought for a while, and walked in behind these people, and still didn't use any protective measures, just wrapped his body in clothes.

Seeing the bloody wind and sand gradually engulfing Yang Jian's figure, but the young man walked without any effort, the rest of the casual cultivators were all excited.

There were even a few casual cultivators who were walking in front turned their heads and took a look, and when they saw this, they put away the protection around them.

It didn't matter if it was closed, but after hearing a few screams, the monks who tried to put away their protection were covered in blood, their robes were torn, and their skin was cut with bloodshot streaks.

They quickly used their protection, and gave Yang Jian a few fierce glances.

The people behind saw this, hesitated a little, and decided to give it a try.

But when they stepped into the blood demon, they immediately felt thousands of silver needles scraping across their bodies over and over again...

It's so sour... I just feel that the sword mountain hell is nothing more than that!

But soon those monks who resisted found that when their blood splashed all over and formed scabs, the blood demon would not hurt them anymore.

After discovering this, the rest of the people all followed, but they didn't know how much suffering the blood evil spirit would cause them to practice in the future.

But who is willing to fall behind?

However, when they went to see Yang Jian again, they found that the clothes on Yang Jian's body were actually torn into rags, but there was no trace of blood at all. Most of them looked a little more fearfully.

Yang Jian is indeed stubbornly resisting, and feels that there is no pressure at this level.

Everyone, don't hold on, if you can't stand it, get out!

The fifteen people from the Shattering Heaven Sword Sect gradually accelerated, and the rest of the cultivators followed suit.

The direction they were going in has never changed, apparently, as Murong Yan said, ten elders have visited this place before, giving them marks and guidance, and let them go to get the treasure.

Two hours later, they finally arrived at the first area.

It was a cliff standing in the bloody wind, bare and barren of vegetation, but there was a blood-colored mask on the top of the cliff, and there was a bewitching flower in the mask.

Found it! Blood Spirit Seven-leaf Clover!

An elder turned his head and shouted: Everyone, whoever can pick this grass back will get a piece of my Shattering Heaven Immortal Sect's foundation-building technique, ten spirit pills, and twenty spirit stones!

Those casual cultivators who followed behind were all eager to fight.

But there were also a few people who looked aside strangely. It was a little strange that the young man who was able to resist the wind and blood by himself had disappeared without a trace.

In this wind and sand, I can barely see a place hundreds of feet away...

What about the young man?

Hmph, maybe he was just trying to be brave before, I don't think he even got angry, maybe he died where he came from!

Oh, it's a pity.

I'll take this grass!

Several monks scrambled to the bottom of the cliff, fearing that others would deprive them of their benefits.

However, these casual cultivators did not realize that just below the top of the cliff, there was a cave entrance that was mostly buried by wind and sand. In the cave entrance, a pair of crescent-like eyes stared coldly at the figures at the bottom of the cliff.

The elder of the Broken Heaven Immortal Sect holding the jade talisman smiled coldly.

There is not only a map in this jade talisman, but also a sentence about this place.

'Hidden blood snakes, cut them to get blood. '

Obviously, casual cultivators became bait, and that Elder Murong Yan still had a gentle smile on his face, quietly waiting for the change to appear...

Yang Jian slipped away when everyone's attention was attracted by the cliff.

At this moment, he was running wildly with all his strength, rushing directly towards the center of this bloody sandstorm, the first level of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, the heart method, was running extremely fast, and his spiritual sense was also opened to the maximum.

After rushing to the cliff more than ten miles away, Yang Jian suddenly heard a stern roar of a snake. He didn't stop at his feet, and hurried towards the depths.

He is racing against time.

The Broken Heaven Immortal Sect was the first to discover this place, and ten elders had rushed in.

If his chance was taken one step ahead, wouldn't he really want to cry without tears?

Even Yang Jian had a subtle premonition in his heart.

Whether he can break through the limit of ten thousand catties with one arm at the first weight depends on the result of this trip.

How can we not fight?

On the contrary, it really complied with the saying before that life and death are up to the sky, wealth and honor can be fought by oneself, there is no benefit of being sent to the door in vain, and there is no emperor's road that does not need to be paved with bones.

Master said, if you don't stick to cause and effect, you can pass through ten thousand kalpas.

But Yang Jian was not born in the prehistoric and ancient times where treasures are everywhere. In this era before the conferment of the gods, he was not involved in cause and effect, so where did the chance come from?

call……

Yang Jian took a deep breath, the wind and sand in front of him became more and more urgent, he lowered his head and continued to charge forward, his eyes were only firm with vigilance.