Everyone headed towards the depths of the secret realm at an extremely fast speed. Basically, the monsters within the third level came up in turn, and the monsters of the fourth and fifth levels went up together. Those above the fifth level were the junior uncles, and those above the eighth level were not allowed to go up.
, turned around and ran away. There was a tacit understanding of cooperation along the way. Although there were a few thrills, fortunately there were no major problems. After all, this secret realm is just a small secret realm in the Golden Core stage.
Yiqing led everyone to sweep away monsters in the secret realm for more than twenty days. It was not until the storage bag beside him could no longer hold any piece of meat that he turned to everyone and said, "Go back!"
The disciples who already had a bunch of demon pills with their own spiritual roots in their hands nodded excitedly. Finally, there was no need to continue, otherwise the demon beasts in this secret realm would probably become extinct, right?
Everyone rose up with their swords as fast as possible and were about to fly back when a green flash suddenly came from not far away, exploding in the air with a bang and slowly forming the shape of a flower.
"This is... the Danqing sect's distress signal!" A disciple exclaimed, "It's not far from here. Someone is probably in danger." Everyone looked back at the leader of the group as if questioning.
Yi Qing frowned, turned around and glanced at everyone, "Be careful, go and take a look!"
After saying that, he turned around and flew his sword in the direction of the pattern that was about to fade away in the air. All the disciples also summoned their spiritual swords and followed him.
This place is already deep in the secret realm. It is almost impossible to meet people from other sects. When a signal for help is sent out here, very few people are seen. Maybe there is no one else around except them. Although they are not from their own sect.
, but the Immortal Sect can help, so naturally I have to help.
The direction of the signal was not far away, and several people had already arrived in less than a few minutes. Yiqing was the first to arrive. He had already fallen down and was looking ahead with a serious face. In front of him was a piece of dark mud.
The lake was covered with a layer of faint black air, as if the entire quagmire was boiling, and disgusting bubbles were bubbling out. There were also some unactivated talismans floating on the mud.
"Uncle Junior!" All the disciples fell down one after another and looked at the mud in front of them, "What is this? Why is there so much evil spirit in the mud."
Before I had time to think about it, a voice with some surprise came, "Brother next door, it's you!"
Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the middle of the mud. They saw a big tree in the middle of the mud trembling. The branches and leaves parted, revealing a slightly childish face. Wearing a pink gown, Thirteen Fourteen
She looked like she was 20 years old, half of her body was already stuck in the mud, and she was holding on to the branch with one hand, as if she was afraid of falling. Maybe the tree she was holding on to was too dense, and no one noticed it before.
"It's a little junior sister!" The disciple behind Yi Qing became anxious and subconsciously took two steps forward.
"etc!"
"don't want!"
The girl in the mud and Yi Qing exclaimed at the same time, but it was too late. The disciple had already stepped into the mud. The next moment, the entire mud seemed to be activated, and a huge black wave suddenly set off.
He rushed towards the giant.
"Back off!" Yi Qing reminded loudly, and at the same time he swung his sword, directly cutting off the black wave, and took several steps back.
"Uncle Junior, behind..." a disciple said in shock.
Looking back, I saw that at some point, the mud had circled behind them, encircling them and trapping them in the middle.
"Use the sword!" Yi Qing reminded everyone to fly.
The disciples began to knead the secrets one after another, but it was too late. The mud had already spread to their feet. The spiritual energy they had just brought up was suddenly gone. Their bodies sank uncontrollably.
"This mud can absorb spiritual energy!" All the disciples were shocked.
Yi Qing frowned, seeing that everyone was about to be swallowed by the mire, he tightened his sword in his hand, and sword energy burst out all over his body. The sword in his hand moved fast and urgent, turning out thousands of sword energy, and struck at these black
In the mud, he took advantage of the moment when the mud dispersed and threw the trapped disciples out one by one. But this would only make him sink into the mud even more.
"Little Master Uncle!" The disciples also saw his plan, and were moved and anxious for a moment. If this continues, he will not be able to go back!
"Let's go!" Yi Qing said in a deep voice, and finally threw the last disciple out, and he fell deeper and deeper due to Li Xie. He said in front of the master that he would take good care of these disciples, so every one of them
No less!
"Uncle Junior!" Everyone shouted anxiously, but they could only watch as the black mud covered Yi Qing's head, and together with the girl from the Danqing Sect before, they were completely plunged into blackness.
***
The guest room of Shengtianzong.
"Eh?!" Shen Ying, who was eating, suddenly stood up.
"What are you doing?" Gu Yue glanced at her.
Shen Ying tilted her head, then sat back down with a normal expression after a while, "It's nothing, my back is sore after sitting for too long."
"Tch." What's wrong! Niu's face is contemptuous...
***
"Brother, what should I do?" The rescued disciples were flying in the sky with their swords. They looked anxiously at the motionless mud below, and tears couldn't help but flow out. It was because of them that the young master fell into this trap.
Got in.
"Wait!" The disciple with the highest level of cultivation among them gritted his teeth and said, "My junior uncle is so powerful that he can even defeat seventh-level monsters. It will be fine now. No matter what, we have to wait for him to come out."
"That's right! I believe Junior Master, he will definitely be able to come out!" The other disciples also nodded.
"Me too, I will wait here until he comes out."
"Me too, he saved our lives. The worst we can do is fight this mud to get our lives back."
"Okay, then we'll stay! We'll wait here for a day. If the young master hasn't come back by then, we'll rush in!"
"Okay!" Everyone nodded in unison and sat down on the swords. While meditating to restore spiritual energy, they stared closely at the mud below. For a moment, they seemed to have forgotten that the entire secret realm would be closed in three days.
***
Yiqing felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body sank downwards. He could not gather any spiritual energy, as if he had been drained of energy in an instant, and his body became heavier and heavier, as if something was squeezing it hard, faintly
You can still hear the gusts of wind, getting closer and closer.
His heart tightened, and he summoned all the sword energy in his body, subconsciously surrounding himself. With a crashing sound, something bounced away from him. The squeezing feeling disappeared.
.
The surroundings were still dark, and he could only let go of his spiritual consciousness to explore, only to find that he was sinking continuously, as if it was a bottomless pit. He could faintly see the large wind blades condensed with evil energy under his feet, and they were clattering.
The sound seemed to form a wall of wind blades, directly blocking the surrounding black mud.