It seemed that he had seen through Chu Yan's purpose all at once. The huge human face opened his bloody mouth and let out a shocking roar: "Stop him!"
boom!
Immediately, a thunderous divine thought shook a deep sank in the air, rushing towards Chu Yan like an exploded meteorite.
Chu Yan's eyes condensed, his spiritual sense was condensed, and he ran into it and ran into a sudden collision.
Boom!
The void, which is a radius of thousands of miles, is like the sea bulging first and then suddenly lifting it up, shaking endless waves.
Chu Yan's figure seemed particularly tall behind a broken void.
In the shocked gaze of the giant face, he glanced at the other party coldly, jumped into the portal, and disappeared in an instant.
After a few breaths, dozens of figures arrived on the spot with an extremely powerful aura.
The huge face in the air quickly dissipated and finally turned into a man wearing a sect robe and was surrounded by people like stars arching the moon.
This man is the ninth level of the true fairyland with the highest realm among this group of people.
He didn't speak at this time, and no one else dared to speak.
The incredible scene just now appeared in everyone's mind.
A cultivator at the third level of the True Immortal Realm dared to strike the divine sense attack of the cultivator at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm.
Not only that, but also escaped unscrupulously!
This must be something wrong.
It's like a rabbit biting a lion, and the two sides are even equal.
To be more precise, a lion is comparable to a rabbit, which means that the lion has lost.
After a long time, the monk in a brown robe looked up at the door and spoke, "Get in here, even if he digs three feet into the ground, he will find him out.
I want to see people alive and corpses when I die!”
"Then, the treasure in the ocean of the prime minister..." someone hesitated and spoke.
The monk waved his hand and said calmly: "The Lei brothers have already demonstrated the coordinates and methods of entering the Xiangmen Wangyang. They can be considered dead.
At worst, we can go in to hunt for treasure next time, but this time, we must find the monk, regardless of whether he lives or not!
I will ask you, a real immortal realm third level that can be directly affected by my spiritual sense, and now we have become enemies with us.
Are you not worried that you will be targeted by him in the future?”
As soon as these words were said, the monks present couldn't help but feel numb and their backs became cold.
If it is really as the Ninth Level of the True Immortal Realm says, when I am outside, I will be suddenly attacked by this monk with his spiritual sense, I will definitely suffer a great loss.
As the saying goes, if you are a thief the day before yesterday, there is absolutely no reason to be a thief the day before yesterday.
Therefore, this cultivator at the third level of the True Immortal Realm must die!
The cultivator at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm added: "I doubt his origin is definitely not that simple. It is very likely that someone is testing us. After all, Xiangmen is a secret realm that has not been discovered yet.
In this secret realm, there is a great possibility that the treasure will appear.
In addition to us, there must be someone else staring at this treasure.
So this person must be caught!
In short, it is best to be able to catch the living, and we can torture it severely.
But if you can't catch the living, you can die!
Do you understand!"
The last sentence was like thunder, which made the monks present tremble.
Someone wriggled his mouth and said softly: "Then, what if he used some magic weapon to avoid the attack of your spiritual sense just now?"
Before he finished speaking, the monk felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.
He hurriedly looked up and saw a cultivator at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm staring at him fiercely.
The monk who was speaking was pale and his knees became weak. The monk at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm said, "Do you dare to bet?"
Don't dare!
This is the inner response of everyone.
His eyes were deep, and he glanced at everyone present. The cultivator at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm said sternly: "Since you don't dare to gamble, then why don't you find him quickly!"
Alas!
Immediately, these more than a dozen monks flew into the portal together.
After everyone disappeared into the portal, the monk at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm waved his arm and a bronze mirror immediately stood in front of him.
The mirror is clear, but when facing him, no images can be found, just as if this monk does not exist.
However, the monks at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm do not care about this.
He raised his hand and penetrated a powerful aura into the mirror.
The entire mirror suddenly buzzed and shone white light.
The figure of this ninth level cultivator in the True Immortal Realm gradually revealed in the mirror.
And slowly, the reflection of the ninth level of the true immortal cultivator in the mirror not only became clearer and clearer, but also stepped out directly from it.
These two monks, in terms of appearance, breath, or realm, are all exactly the same!
The only difference is that the monk who walked out of the mirror had empty eyes and no figure, as if he was a puppet.
A monk at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm condensed a drop of essence and blood from his fingertips and gently bounced it.
The essence and blood instantly shot into the other party's eyebrows.
Immediately, the monk who walked out of the mirror had bright eyes and was full of vitality.
The monk at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm silently looked at the mirror person for a moment, and a grim smile appeared on his face, and raised his hand and pointed to the door in the distance.
The mirror man immediately turned around, turned into a stream of light, rushed into the blood curtain of the portal, and disappeared in a moment.
This cultivator at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm came to the front of the portal and stopped and looked quietly.
Through the blood flowing down the portal, you can vaguely see a world like a vast ocean.
In this world, an island stands tall.
Although it is an isolated island, it gives people a feeling of being dancing in a group of demons, which is extremely gloomy and terrifying.
Even at this time, this monk at the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm felt dizzy and nauseous after watching for a while.
However, he still resisted the discomfort, looked at the outline of a palace on the island, and muttered to himself.
"If the fragment is correct, this vast ocean of the Xiangmen is actually the Wanxiang Jue Realm ruled by the Wanxiang Jue King in ancient times.
King Wanxiangjue has the two most powerful magical powers, the Ao Shuang Divine Art and the Demon Heart Evil Bone.
Back then, he relied on these two magical powers to rule the Wanxiang Realm for hundreds of thousands of years.
Later, the monks in this plane could not stand his brutal rule and resisted in groups.
The two sides fought for thousands of years, and the monks finally won the victory and killed the head of the King of Wanxiangjue.
However, before his death, King Wanxiangjue cast his demonic heart and evil bones and deeply attached the curse to this plane, causing all the monks in the Wanxiangjue Realm to transform into evil demons.
And this plane is like an ancient city flooded by storms in the desert, disappearing."