Chapter 43 The Secret Realm Opens
One month later.
Wu Tian controlled most of the top leaders of the Blue Star country, obtained millions of living souls, and also piled up the spirit ghosts in the Human Emperor Banner to 3,000.
Seeing that it was only a few days since the Dragon Mysterious Realm opened, he no longer cared about refining Blue Star's remaining livestock and poultry.
Wu Tian looked at the Human Emperor banner emitting a dark atmosphere in front of him and felt very satisfied.
If someone with the imperial banner is there, he can go to that mysterious dragon realm with confidence and boldness.
Even if the people who entered were the geniuses of various major sects, he didn't believe that his three thousand spirit ghosts and seven thousand fierce ghosts could not suppress them.
Genius?
What is missing in his imperial banner is the main soul of Tianjiao!
Thinking about this trip to the secret realm, he should gain a lot.
After all, being a genius means they are rich.
Maybe this time he could get enough resources to cultivate the Nascent Soul.
Not long after.
Wu Tian returned to the world of immortals and demons, exchanged his living soul for contribution points, and exchanged the Nascent Soul Skill of the Huangquan Soul Refining Method.
In addition, he also exchanged for a high-level magic called Soul-Destroying Thorn.
This technique can condense the power of the soul to form a soul-killing thorn, which can attack the enemy's soul and kill people invisibly.
Wu Tian was equipped with luxurious equipment, but his spells were lacking in convenience, and he did not have much time to practice advanced spells.
He also wanted to practice this technique when he had nothing to do, so as to make up for his shortcomings.
A few days later.
Before Wu Tian had even started practicing Soul-Destroying Thorn, he received a message from Yun Youmeng, asking him to go find her.
Counting the time, the Mysterious Dragon Realm is about to open.
Wu Tian didn't waste any time and hurried out of the cave and went to the top of the mountain to find Yun Youmeng.
In front of Jiuyou Palace.
When Wu Tian arrived, he saw about ten people gathered in front of the hall.
Leng Ruyan stood in front, and Wu Tian silently walked behind the crowd.
He barely knew any of these people. Apart from Leng Ruyan and Yun Youmeng, there was only one Han Ye who looked familiar.
Not a moment.
Several more people came in a hurry.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Leng Ruyan's cold voice sounded: "During this period, I have trained you at all costs. You should all know the reason."
"On this trip to the secret realm, you only need to pay attention to two points. One is to try to keep the righteous disciples in the secret realm.
The second is to fight for the Dragon Soul Fruit at all costs. I will give you great benefits after you leave the secret realm.
You don’t have to kill the person, but the Dragon Soul Fruit must be snatched back by me.
After you enter the secret realm, you must find Youmeng as soon as possible, follow her command, and do not kill each other.
Otherwise, even if you come out of the secret realm alive, I will definitely clean up the door. "
After Leng Ruyan finished speaking, Yun Youmeng, who was at the front of the crowd, did not hesitate: "Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely help the master get the Dragon Soul Fruit back!"
"Disciples will obey Master's orders and will definitely obey Senior Sister's instructions."
Han Ye said respectfully.
"Come with me."
Leng Ruyan looked at everyone with an expressionless face and led them to fly towards Ghost King Peak.
Not a moment.
Everyone came to a huge platform on Ghost King Peak.
The leader of the sect, Jun Wudao, has been waiting here for a long time. There are many people on the platform, and they all seem to be golden elixir cultivators.
Wu Tian glanced at the people on the platform and knew that they should all be heading to the secret realm.
Yun Youmeng had told him before that the Dragon Mysterious Realm would be opened once every three hundred years, and only monks below Nascent Soul could enter.
This time, there were 500 people from each of the good and evil paths, presumably all of them were golden elixir cultivators.
The Ghost King Sect killed and injured so many disciples in the mine last time, and this time it was able to produce so many golden elixir demon cultivators, so the price was not small.
However, only the Demon Sect can use its resources to turn its disciples into golden elixirs.
Not long after.
As the people from Soul-Eating Peak and Blood Demon Peak arrived, Jun Wudao took out the Bone Flying Boat and boarded the flying boat with three elders carrying a hundred golden elixirs.
For a moment.
The flying boat soared into the sky, passed through the sect formation, flew up to an altitude of 10,000 meters, and flew towards the distance.
Within a few breaths, the flying boat stopped over a huge city.
Streams of light flew up from the city, and soon flew to the flying boat.
Some people smiled and greeted Jun Wudao and the others, followed by dozens of disciples wearing uniform clothes.
Some are alone, including a gray-haired old man, a skinny old woman, a young man with blood-red hair, a coquettish plump woman, and a dwarf with an old face.
To name a few.
Apart from the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, there were only three sects wearing uniform clothes.
The leaders of the three sects were none other than Venerable Yuanying, and he led thirty disciples.
There were sixty other San people wearing various clothes. They just bowed respectfully to Jun Wudao and then carefully stood on the flying boat.
Except for the Yuan Ying bosses of the Third Sect and the Ghost King Sect, no one else dared to speak for fear of upsetting them.
Wu Tian looked at the group of witches who were particularly careful with fabrics, fearing that the gauze on their bodies would fall off.
The purple gauze clothes on these witches are almost transparent, and only the key parts cannot be seen clearly.
The main thing is that all of these witches are beautiful, and one of them is on par with Yun Youmeng, exuding an aura of charm.
‘Hehuan Sect? ’
Looking at their appearance, a sect emerged in Wu Tian's mind.
Of the sects that were all composed of beautiful women, the one that impressed him the most was the Hehuan Sect.
After all, the Yin Yang Hehuan method he learned, a dual cultivation method, came from the Hehuan sect.
Naturally, he was deeply impressed by this kind of sect with all female cultivators.
Not long after.
As the bone flying boat turned into a stream of light, it flew towards the depths of the Immortal Meteor Mountains.
It didn't take long to reach the sky above a huge valley.
When they arrived, there were already three flying boats parked in the air. It wasn't until they arrived that they all descended towards the valley.
Valley center.
Beside a huge altar, as the flying boat was put away, the people on the four flying boats also appeared.
Wu Tian glanced at them and saw that the group of people next to them was also more than two hundred people.
One hundred of them were dressed in black, carrying a black coffin on their backs. They all had expressionless faces and did not look like good people.
They should be people from the Heavenly Corpse Sect. The people standing behind them are similar to the Ghost King Sect, a group of scattered people from three sects.
They, the people from the Demon Sect, stood on one side, and the people from the Righteous Sect stood on the opposite side.
In addition to the Qingyun Immortal Sect that Wu Tian had seen, there was another sect that he didn't recognize standing in front.
A group of people wearing purple clothes should be the Zixiao Sect, one of the four major sects that he had seen in the book.
This sect specializes in thunder techniques, and its attack power and swordsmanship are not far behind.
Good and evil are incompatible with each other. The heads of the four major sects flew up to the altar in unison without even saying hello, and each took out a token to activate the altar.
Open the secret realm.
As a layer of spiritual light emerged from the altar, the space in the center of the altar rippled continuously, and a spatial vortex slowly appeared.
"Enter the secret realm quickly and kill these hypocrites if you encounter them!"
Jun Wudao said coldly.