Ye Xue took out a fishing rod-shaped magical weapon.
The fishing line flickered, flew into the large formation, and disappeared into the broken void fragments.
She held the fishing rod in her hand and concentrated on sensing. The magic power on her body fluctuated, as if she was communicating with some unknown existence.
It takes about a quarter of an hour.
The fishing line trembled and suddenly tightened!
The fishing rod bent as if it had caught something.
Ye Xue's face showed joy, and with a shake of her hand, a talisman flew out, followed the fishing line, and disappeared into a streak of light.
Not long after.
Ye Xue took half a step back, stretched out his hand in front of him, and a light door appeared out of thin air!
The light gate was shrouded in white light, and bursts of biting cold air overflowed, causing the surrounding area to form a layer of white frost out of thin air.
"It's done!"
Ye Xue put away the fishing rod and magic weapon and said to everyone: "Let's go in!"
Having said that, take the lead in stepping into the light gate.
…
On the sea hundreds of thousands of miles away from the isolated island.
The clouds were thick, the wind was blowing, the sea was swelling, and white and high waves were set off from time to time.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is in chaos.
A huge tornado hurricane connected the sky and the sea, rolling up hundreds of millions of kilograms of sea water on the ocean surface, swirling endlessly.
Right in the eye of this hurricane.
Hundreds of monks wearing platinum armor stood steadily in the void.
The leader was more than three feet tall, and his tall and burly figure was like a mountain, standing tall in the sky.
The white-gold armor on his body emitted a soft light, like a bright sun, containing endless energy.
Among the hundreds of people behind him, they were all sharp and murderous, as if they were an invincible army, waiting for the horn of war to charge.
The leader of the golden-armored giant looked at the endlessly shattering and spinning void in the eye of the hurricane. Two rays of fire erupted from his eyes and disappeared into it.
Not long after, he shouted softly: "Junior brothers, follow me to kill the enemy!"
"Here!"
Hundreds of Daoji monks shouted together, the sound shook the heaven and earth, and even the tornado hurricane outside seemed to be showing signs of collapse.
"kill!"
The golden-armored giant suddenly charged forward, with a dazzling white-gold light erupting all over his body, and he crashed into the void fragments.
After he entered, a golden passage was left in the air, which lingered.
Hundreds of monks turned into streams of light, entered the passage one after another in an orderly manner, and disappeared into the cracks in the void.
…
A certain seabed.
In an ancient and dilapidated underwater ruins.
Huge alien stone statues are leaning this way and that, and there are ruins and broken walls everywhere.
A group of monks appeared in the dark underwater ruins with flashes of spiritual light all over their bodies.
In the hazy light, more than eighty monks were seen surrounding a large formation, with a dark rolling sphere in the middle.
In the center of the sphere, the void was shattered, and dark cracks crisscrossed and spread, emitting terrifying fluctuations.
In this strange and silent seabed.
More than eighty monks quietly and suddenly disappeared.
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East China Sea.
Eight thousand miles west of the ancestral court of the Hehuan clan.
A huge blue whale swims in the vast sea.
The sun is shining and the sea breeze is blowing.
In the belly of a giant whale.
Thirty-eight female cultivators stood pretty and looked at the leader, a beautiful female cultivator, who opened a space portal.
This group of women can be called a hundred flowers, some are charming, some are pure and lovely, some are elegant and gentle, some are delicate and innocent...
The beauty of women in the world is vividly displayed in these female cultivators.
The female cultivators disappeared into the belly of the giant whale with their fragrant fragrance.
…
A beautiful boat sailed through the sea of clouds.
At the bow of the ship, five monks with unique temperament stood with their hands behind their hands, looking at the scenery outside the ship and talking.
"My Xuanji Island divides the Taoist monks in the world into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. For thousands of years, it has been recognized by the cultivation world as the benchmark for measuring Taoist monks."
"Huang level, that is, ordinary Taoist monks, is common in some small sects, aristocratic families, or the level of outer sect elders in large sects."
"Xuan level, most of them are disciples of the inner sect, or direct descendants of the Jindan family."
"At the Earth level, most of the true disciples of the sect are all at this level! The techniques they practice are all inherited from the world's top souls. Their magic power is far more powerful than ordinary people, and they have powerful magical powers at their disposal... their strength is terrifying."
"In addition, some Xuan-level monks who have mastered magic weapons can also be classified as Earth-level."
"A heaven-level master needs to meet two conditions. One is a large amount of true teachings, and the other is having a magic weapon."
"In this execution of the ancient secret realm, everyone needs to pay attention to several heaven-level masters."
The leader, a tall man in a green shirt, said.
He was like a learned counselor, with the light of wisdom shining in his eyes, he commented:
"Zhenyang Sect Shen Tuhao, Demonic Talisman Sect Ye Xue, Tianhai Sect Pang Zeyao, Hehuan Sect Yuan Ziyi...these four are all talented people and cannot be defeated."
"Senior brother, how would you compare with these four people?"
one person asked.
The man in green shirt smiled and said: "Zhenyang Sect Shen Tuhao possesses two great skills and a third-level magic weapon. It should be the most powerful one in this ancient secret realm."
"Ye Xue of the Demonic Talisman Sect is the second. It is said that this woman has obtained the true inheritance of the Ice Demon Palace. She has also practiced the secret method of the Heavenly Demon to seize the path in the "Secret Book of Chaos and Mysterious Demonic Talismans" and refined a Heavenly Demon Golden Pill..."
"Ye Xue is the direct disciple of the Lord of the Ice Demon Palace. She must have a second-level magic weapon with her. You must be careful."
"Except for these two, no one else is Lu's opponent. The junior brothers should have a reference."
The man in green shirt spoke in a brisk and calm manner, but he had a domineering air about him.
"but……"
The man changed the subject and added: "The reason why I went to the secret realm is to plot the ancient Buddhist treasure and try to avoid any unnecessary complications."
The person next to him smiled bitterly and said: "These four major sects all regard my Xuanji Island as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh. If they encounter it, they will definitely not be able to do anything good... They are afraid that if we don't attack them, they will destroy us first."
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The man in green shirt said solemnly: "The four of you all have earth-level strength. Unless you meet the heaven-level, you will never be able to reach the meeting point. If you have no choice, just use the talisman!"
As he spoke, the boat broke through the sea of clouds, but disappeared out of thin air.
…
Pang Yue passed through the light door.
As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of white snow.
There was more than a foot of snow under my feet, snowflakes as big as feathers were flying in the sky, and the sky was gloomy.
There was no trace of life around him. The forty-nine fellow disciples who entered the light gate at the same time as him were scattered in different locations by a mysterious force.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is rich, but it also has the attribute of ice. For monks who practice ice-attribute skills, it is no different than a treasure.
But for other monks, it is very unpleasant.
Looking around, amidst the wind and snow, the ice fields and snow-capped mountains unfold before you like a scroll.
The Naihe Bridge appeared under Pang Yue's feet. With a gentle step, it turned into a shadow and flew to the sky. Following the map left by Ye Xue, he rushed towards the meeting point.