In fact, for most disciples who have entered the Phantom Thunder Seed, they dare not think about entering the core area to find martial arts like Chen Xuan.
There are a large number of ghosts raised by Yanhun Moying Sect outside the Fantasy Mist Thunder Sect, and the puppets wander around, which can be used to train the practical ability of disciples of various major sects.
In addition, the ghost fog floating in the thunder seed can make people hallucinate, and it is also a test that can temper the mind of Tao for the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage.
Especially for several top sects, they do not lack any perfect alchemy techniques or elixirs. They lack practical combat capabilities at the moment of life and death, and their heart of Tao that has not been tempered for thousands of times.
Of course, fighting with geniuses from other sects in Lei Ze is also a way to train practical combat.
This time, the four major sects compared each other, and Yuanxia Mountain won the first place for the first time. The genius disciples of the other three sects were naturally dissatisfied. After entering Lei Ze, they would definitely find a way to regain their face.
And disciples of Zhongliu Sect like Chen Xuan are completely ignored by them.
Just when thousands of disciples from various sects were excited, expectant, or nervous, a terrifying sound like an evil ghost screamed and roared in the thick black fog in front of everyone.
Then the black mist covering Lei Ze cracked a hole, and a flash of white light emitted from the crack.
"The crack of the ghost fog and thunder formation has opened!" Fei Xianchang said, and walked forward with the disciples of Qingyang Sect.
Yuanxia Mountain led the immortal leader to stand out from the air and whispered a loud command in front of everyone: "Everything comes to me to gather!"
After saying that, the three leading immortal chiefs of Yuanxia Mountain, the Biyun Sect, the Yunchao Sword Sect and the Wu Zhen Sect, each punched a spell to the unstable crack in the ghost fog, so that the light that was unstable in the crack no longer flashed wildly, but formed a temporarily stable corridor of light.
Seeing this, the immortal Yuanxia Mountain said again and ordered: "Now the weapon is flying into the crack immediately. You only have twenty breaths! Come out on time in three days, otherwise the crack will be closed and you will be at your own risk!"
The power of the Ghost Fog Yin Lei Array is far beyond the power of these four major immortal masters. Their magic power can only maintain the stability of the crack for twenty breaths.
However, if we let the four major sects of Hedao Zhenren or the powerful master of the Tribulation Period come over, we can still maintain it for a little longer.
The Yanhun Moying Sect seven hundred years ago is not a top sect. The power of the ghost mist and thunder array is out of control is equivalent to the three Hedao Real Person-level joint forces. At least one cultivator who has survived the heavenly tribulation can compete.
At the level of Earth Immortal, he looks down on the treasures of Yanhun Moying Sect and will not come here to break the formation.
Speaking of the sects in the southwest part of the Shanhai Realm, they are the weakest overall strength in this world. Several top sects do not have the Earth Immortal level. If one of the sects had a Earth Immortal, they would have long occupied the Immortal Thunder Ze for their disciples to experience, and how could they get the other sects?
After hearing what Yuanxia Mountain Fairy Chang said, Chen Xuan took out the ordinary long sword artifact rewarded by Qingyangmen and flew into the crack without thinking.
This long sword has been refined by him to the first level of magic weapon level, and it is not slow to fly, but it is much slower than the disciples of the sect.
In a moment, thousands of spiritual lights of the imperial weapon shot towards the ghost fog cracks, except for ten of the disciples of Yuanxia Mountain.
Yuanxia Mountain has obtained an additional ten places, and these ten disciples can enter another stable crack together, and among the ten disciples are Jun Qingxue and Jun Yifeng.
Although Yuanxia Mountain does not regard itself as the right path, it is still relatively caring for weaker disciples.
As for Jun Yifeng, he is the weakest among the 60 disciples of Yuanxia Mountain. If it weren't for the additional quota for Yuanxia Mountain and Jun Yifeng asked Jun Qingxue to ask Feiyan Fairy, he would not even be qualified to participate in this training.
Seeing that all the disciples of each sect flew into the crack, Yuanxia Mountain Fairy Chang took Jun Qingxue and ten other disciples to another extremely small crack.
Although this crack is stable, it can only accommodate ten foundation-building cultivators at one time. If there are a few more people, the ghost fog and thunder formation will launch its power to kill the invaders.
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After Chen Xuan flew into the crack, he once again experienced the feeling of stimulating the ancient movement array, but the surrounding space was distorted, and he was not absorbed by the formation.
And at this time, the small movement order on his body actually played a role, protecting him to land steadily on a ground.
As soon as he landed, Chen Xuan was fully alert and quickly looked at the surrounding environment.
Since the entire Yanhun Moying Sect ruins are covered with ghost fog, the sky cannot be seen above, and there is only a thick black fog that has been surging for hundreds of years.
Fantasy mist thunder seed, the word "图" refers to a swamp, and Chen Xuan's feet are full of rotten ground and dirty water puddles bubbling.
The light in Lei Ze was light red, and even the light and shadow seemed to be inexplicably distorted in the distance, and the shadows of trees, flowers, plants and buildings became bloody and distorted, looking very depressing.
Occasionally, there was a sound of muffled thunder. I don’t know which unlucky ghost triggered the power of the formation’s Yin thunder as soon as he came in, and was slashed to ashes.
After observing the surrounding environment, Chen Xuan released his spiritual sense and sensed whether there were any monks who fell near him.
After counting breaths, Chen Xuan did not notice anything abnormal, so he walked carefully in the swamp. He did not fly with his sword because the target was too obvious.
There were faint green shadows or black shadows wandering slowly from all directions. Chen Xuan knew that this was the ghost raised by Yanhun Moying Sect.
The ghosts and monsters around the world have the foundation-building stage cultivation, which is a difficult obstacle for disciples of each sect.
Chen Xuan could not judge his position based on the map, but he was not very interested in the marks that had magical tools, elixirs, spiritual herbs, and martial arts on the outside. After identifying the core direction of the Yanhun Moying Sect ruins, he walked straight forward.
After walking for a short distance, Chen Xuan suddenly heard the sound of several people talking not far away.
"Senior Brother Mu Chen, Senior Brother Baili, we are so lucky that we were not dispersed by the turbulent flow of energy."
"Yes, it's great to meet two senior brothers as soon as I come in. I'm so close to the two senior brothers. Next, I'll ask for more protection from them."
Chen Xuan stopped and stood under a deformed monster tree and looked towards the sound source. He saw about thirty feet away from him, six foundation-building cultivators were talking, among which Baili Yunsu.
As for Mu Chen, Chen Xuan had also heard of his name. He was the top three among the fifty genius disciples of Biyun Sect, and his talisman method was still above Baili Yunsu.
"Who?"
Mu Chen has achieved complete cultivation in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage monks. Chen Xuan did not use the breath-catching technique, so Mu Chen discovered it immediately.
However, Chen Xuan was surprised that Mu Chen did not look over, but looked in another direction.
There was a huge rock there, and two people stood behind the huge rock. Chen Xuan looked at it and his eyes moved.