In the chaotic sea of time and space, the silhouettes of time were reflected, the torrent of space was sweeping, the rusty and broken giant axe was hanging outside the secret realm, and the pillars supporting the sky directly blasted through it.
“Oh my god, that might be the only Taoist bone left by the Immortal Sky Phoenix. It flew over with the fire of Nirvana filling the sky, and it was all red.” Wu Tian exclaimed.
Wang Xuan couldn't sit still anymore and turned around to become a phoenix chasing boy.
The gap made by the giant axe and the bronze pillar was almost stable, and the two men were ready to rush in at any time. They had fought for opportunities many times in the past, but their eyes had never been as eager as they were today.
"Look what that is, a classic book that can actually fly on its own?" Wang Xuan was surprised.
In the secret realm, in a fire-breathing area farther away, dazzling papers burst out from the brilliant fire veins underground, and sacred words lingering in the sky flew away on their own.
The two looked at each other, both very surprised. At the same time, their blood boiled and they became even more agitated. They couldn't calm down at all. This was obviously the place reserved by the big shot for his close disciples.
However, the secret realm is still "closed", and the "blessing" from the big man, or even the "care" from the true saint, may be mismatched with others today.
Wu Tian said: "Unexpected, incredible, this secret realm probably has special arrangements, very particular, most likely prepared for the core disciples and future generations."
Over the years, he has been in and out of many secret realms, but he always competed and fought with others to grab the good fortune. He has never felt as comfortable as today, he booked the whole place!
"The entire secret realm is closed, and we are the only ones who can go in." Wang Xuan concluded with a deep and sighing look.
He also felt extremely comfortable. If he didn't enjoy the "sightseeing tour" for a while, it would be a shame to the special nature of this trip.
Wu Tian was in a good mood and shouted that this place was destined for him! He smiled and said, "VIP treatment, only the two of us will be entertained."
"What kind of monster is coming out?" Wang Xuan took two steps back. At the big hole that pierced through the secret realm, a huge eye was looking out.
"Tian Feng? Come here!" Wu Tian was very fierce. He stretched out his hand and grabbed them. His true strength can be imagined. Even when he saw Tian Long, Da Peng and others, he still dared to raise his hand to capture them.
puff!
A string of blood spurted out and splashed on his palm. The huge bird's beak stabbed out first, but broke off in an instant, accompanied by a "click", which was its last wail.
"I..." Wu Tian discovered that it was a hen, not killed by him, but a killing light emerged from the gap, crushing its head and breaking its beak.
It is colorful and should be the golden-feathered chicken recorded in the supernatural world. The eggs it lays are very spiritual. The big families and sects all raise it in the free range, mainly to prepare for the high yield of the species.
"There is a serious problem. Could this killing array be able to kill even the most powerful beings? It is such a powerful array. Perhaps it is the backyard of a true saint. The pillars supporting the sky allow us to enter, but we may not be able to enter safely."
The two men took out the "fishing net" and moved the broken giant axe, hoping to use these two things to clear the way and officially enter this "blessed and noble land".
"The giant axe cannot enter, stay outside to provide support. You two should be careful. Even if the secret realm is broken, there are extremely terrifying runes near the boundary wall that can strangle all living things." The wooden boat glowed, and Bai Hong's voice was heard.
The two looked inside and indeed, near the edge of the secret realm wall, there was no life within ten feet, no grass or trees, like a "moat", forming a place of extinction.
"Walk!"
Wang Xuan and Wu Tian took the initiative to "fall into the net", covered with black fishing nets, and officially approached their special show, the secret place of "closing".
"The killing power is so strong, especially against the soul!" Wu Tian quickly placed the white top bone in front of his eyebrows, emitting a white halo to protect his spiritual realm.
It is true that the gaps are also harmful to the flesh, but after being blocked by the fishing net, those textures cannot pass through the "grid".
However, the boundary wall has an amazing power that can shake people's souls through the fishing net.
Wang Xuan spread his wide sleeves, dissolving the frightening fluctuations on the spiritual level and smoothly entering the secret realm.
The sky was filled with mythical light rain, colorful and beautiful. This place was undoubtedly a holy place for spiritual practice, so it was not surprising that it could produce all kinds of creations.
"It... ran away!" The two were shocked. The black fishing net was silent just now, but now after it came in, it glowed with a whoosh, began to expand rapidly, and rushed into the distance.
In the distance, on a big mountain, a medicinal field was steaming with auspicious mist, elixirs were taking root, exotic fruits were fragrant, colorful, and beams of light were spreading.
As a result, the big net fell behind and the entire medicinal field was empty.
"Hurry up, this is a strong competitor!"
The faces of both men changed. If they were any slower, the big black net might have snatched away all the rare items.
"The scripture is flying over there, hurry up and capture it!"
The scripture I had seen earlier, with its dense sacred runes, made the void roar. At this time, it once again passed through the world where mythological factors were raining down.
With a bang, Wu Tian shone the top bone in his hand like a precious mirror, with a dazzling beam of light. He snatched food from the tiger's mouth and knocked the scripture down from the black net.
The big net glows, and it goes in again.
Wang Xuan took action, spreading his sleeves with murderous aura rising. He combined the great magical power of Qiankun in his sleeves to cover the void in front of him and collected the fallen scriptures.
“Let’s discuss this together after we get out.” Wang Xuan said, and then he began to grab other opportunities.
The scripture bounced back and forth in his sleeves. The words were mysterious and possessed amazing power. It took a moment for it to calm down. He glanced at it quickly.
Could this be written by a true saint? It was only three pages, with some patterns that looked like imperial patterns, engraved on them, and some images of human-shaped creatures.
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