At this moment, a loud bang came out, and the crimson lizard and the golden fist cloud collided together, erupting into a violent energy fluctuation, accompanied by a bright light, and the red and gold vortex rose into the sky.

At the same time, behind the feminine young man, the void fluctuated together, it was Du Fan, and between the two, there was a piece of red flame magma.

Du Fan didn't continue to shoot, but his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the magma in front of him, and his face was thoughtful.

"Magma...... Is this a water attribute spell or a fire attribute spell?Or is it a dual-attribute fusion spell......" Du Fan's eyes flickered, and he muttered in his heart.

"Shanghefang Sun Daoyou violated the rules of the competition, and Du Daoyou of Weiyuan Villa won. The martial artist's voice rang out.

"That's it......" All the cultivators were stunned, Xiao Yun was also dumbfounded, no one thought that the two of them would end the battle in this strange way in less than three breaths, which was really speechless.

The corners of the feminine young man's mouth twitched, his face was ugly, he glanced back at Du Fan, and without saying a word, he returned directly to his own camp.

Seeing this, Lord Wei Zhuang was stunned at first, and then smiled.

Originally, he was still a little worried, after all, the opponent was a late-stage foundation building, but now it seems that this Du Fan is indeed as the old man next to him said, his real strength is far greater than his own realm, even if he doesn't end the competition in this special way, he can probably win in the end.

This result made the owner of Wei Zhuang very satisfied, and Du Fan won the qualification to enter the secret realm in one battle, so that after the secret realm treasure exploration is over, the benefits of Wei Yuan Villa will be much higher than that of other subsidiary forces.

After a cup of tea, the other two battlefields also had results. The winner was an old man in a white robe. Repair for the later stage of foundation building. A beautiful woman in her thirties, cultivated to the peak stage of the middle stage of foundation building.

The owner of Wei Zhuang completed the settlement of the reward items with Du Fan on the spot, and handed a storage bag to Du Fan.

In the storage bag, there were three rare spirit materials, each of which was above the unit ten, which were all asked for by Du Fan Gang Ren Ziwen, and in addition, there were six jade dew flowers. It can be regarded as a completion of the first phase of commitment.

When Xiao Yun agreed to fight on behalf of Wei Yuan Villa, he had obtained a piece of rare mineral in advance, although he failed to win the qualification to enter the secret realm this time, but the owner of Wei Zhuang seemed to be very happy, maybe there was other purpose, and he actually gave Xiao Yun some of this mineral in addition to the promise.

"Enter the secret realm!" Murong Fengnian gave an order, and a total of thirty martial artists from various forces, as well as four cultivators, Master Ku, Du Fan, the white-robed old man, and the young beauty, walked to the lake. Get together.

Murong Fengnian flicked his sleeves, and the black fog in front of him suddenly rolled. Suddenly, a huge fog door took shape, leading directly to the other side of the space, and some scenes in it were faintly visible, but it was very vague, and it was impossible to see the specifics, and only felt the bursts of yin qi, which was a little mysterious.

Murong Fengnian's figure flickered, followed the fog gate, and rushed directly into the secret realm.

Under the signal of a martial artist, the four cultivators followed Murong Fengnian into the fog gate, and immediately, one after another figures roared out, and it was a group of martial artists who disappeared into the fog gate.

Not long after, near the Great Lake, only a cadre of martial artists and cultivators who were responsible for the stay were left.

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Du Fan passed through the fog gate, and immediately appeared in another world, which was very dim, as far as the eye could see, it was all vast and desolate, and on the flat ground, there was no grass, there was no breath of life, and there were some slightly sunken places, and the black gas was swirling in it, and a gust of wind blew, and the black gas was condensed but not dispersed, and it was extremely viscous, like black water.

In the sky, the gloomy clouds were bleak, the sun and the moon were dull, and the black clouds were still.

These black clouds are of different shapes and are blurred, revealing many transparent holes on them, a fragmented appearance, and the overall outline is like a lifelike grimace, hanging there lifelessly, giving people an extremely gloomy and oppressive feeling.

Du Fan suddenly thought of something, suddenly looked back, and found that behind him was a huge fog door composed of thick black gas, which was the same as when he entered, and through the fog door, he could vaguely see the scenery outside.

On both sides of the fog gate, there is a wall of fog through the sky, which is also condensed by billowing black gas, spreading to infinity on the left and right.

Obviously, the entrance of this secret realm is not the same as the original Pansi Cave, and there is no prohibition on spatial teleportation, that is to say, where you enter, you will come out, which makes Du Fan feel a little more at ease, otherwise there will always be some feeling that his fate is not under his control.

Murong Fengnian didn't say anything, his cuffs shook, and a tungsten iron sword flashed, expanding in an instant, turning into dozens of zhang in size, like a freighter, lying flat and suspended in mid-air, slightly floating and rippling, rippling with a clear sound.

"Guys, come up. While Murong Fengnian spoke, his body shook and he stood at the front of the tungsten iron sword.

Naturally, the others would not have objections, whether it was a martial artist or a four-cultivator, they all stepped on the tungsten iron sword with great ease.

As soon as everyone stood firm, the tungsten iron sword immediately trembled slightly, turned into a black rainbow, and walked away through the air.

Du Fan walked to the edge of the broadsword, looked ahead, still couldn't see the end, the eyes were the same, the earth was boundless, as if there was no boundary, in some shallow pits, black fog was swirling, lifeless, gloomy and compassionate.

It wasn't until a few hours later that there were some differences below.

At this time, on the ground, you can sometimes see a wreckage, although most of them are incomplete, and even some of the bones are left with only one or two broken bones and fragmented fur, but from the appearance, it can still be judged that the owners of these wrecks are both fierce beasts and birds.

Moreover, many broken bones and hairs are still stained with traces of blood, which have not dried up completely, thinking that these birds and beasts should be the "aborigines" of the secret realm here, but in recent years, they have been swept by the martial arts masters of the Murong family several times, and they have basically become extinct.

The tungsten iron sword shone brightly, galloping in the low air, rubbing against the air and making a sonorous sound.

As it goes deeper, there are more and more beast corpses on the earth, and there are even a few places where the corpses are full of mountains, miserable, a mess, and the traces of the battle are very obvious, and they must have experienced a tragic battle.

After half a day, the earth is no longer as monotonous as at the beginning, and gradually begins to appear water, withered grass, etc., and there are patches of mountains in the distance, but the mountains are all black, and most of the sparse forests on them are like this, and the black ones look a little scary.

The tungsten iron sword crossed several peaks, and then the sword fell in front of an ancient tree.

Topographically, it is surrounded by mountains, resembling a valley, but it is not low-lying, and it is located on the mountainside, because the surrounding mountains are connected and close to each other, so that a central area that is much higher than the ground can be piled up.

The center of the valley is not too big, with a radius of thousands of acres, the terrain is flat, there is no grass, bare, only a strange ancient tree stands here, which is extremely eye-catching and lonely.

This ancient tree is pitch black all over, with luxuriant branches and leaves, more than 20 zhang high, and a diameter of seven or eight zhang, which is not too tall.

It can be said that the growth of this tree is not too coordinated, more than 20 zhang high, but seven or eight zhang wide, giving people a feeling of shortness and thickness.

"This is a treasure tree, although it can't be named, but the fruit on it is extraordinary, and it is suspected that it is the legendary black iron fruit.

If this fruit is added to the refining of the Iron Bone Pill, it will definitely increase the medicinal effect several times, and it can quench the root bone to the extreme, which is also a great creation for martial arts people like us. Murong Fengnian stared at the ancient tree, his eyes flickering.

As soon as this sentence came out, Du Fan noticed that on every branch of the big tree in front of him, there was almost a fist-sized crystal fruit, which looked very similar to an apple in appearance, but the whole body was as black as ink, shiny, more like a black diamond, and there were hundreds of them.

"Although the black iron fruit is good, the biggest creation here is not those fruits, but the tree hole. A martial artist spoke.

As the words came out, everyone's eyes moved down, and they found that on the side of the tree trunk, a piece half a zhang large was missing, forming a black hole, like a portal, and it was impossible to see the situation inside, but thinking about it, following this tree hole, it could lead to the depths of the tree, and there must be something else in it.

"Master Ku, this is a place containing ancient formations, please take action to break it. Murong Fengnian turned to look at the gray-haired old man, smiled and spoke, his expression was quite polite.

"Senior Murong, please wait a moment, junior Rong will test it first. Faced with the existence of the martial artists of the Murong family, the gray-haired old man did not dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly put away his arrogance, bowed down, and after bowing, he took out an ordinary stone and threw it at the big tree.

When the stones shot out, and they were still a few feet away from the tree, the originally silent void suddenly shook violently, and a circle of transparent ripples swayed.

At the same time, a layer of yellow light curtain appeared out of thin air, surrounding the tree, and the dense runes on it loomed and clanged, forming a terrifying murderous aura.

The runes rolled, the light was dazzling, and they turned into attacks, and the stones were crushed in an instant, leaving not even a single piece of slag.

Instantly, the yellow light dissipated, the runes disappeared, and the place once again fell into a state of silence and emptiness, a state of tranquility.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces changed slightly.

"Senior Murong, the last time you saw the magic circle, is this like this?" the gray-haired old man frowned.

"That's right, it was this set of yellow magic circles hidden in the void that caused the two martial artists of this clan to accidentally destroy their forms and gods, and their bones were gone. Murong Fengnian's face was slightly gloomy, and he said in a low voice.

"Master Ku, what kind of magic circle is this, are you sure to crack it?" asked another martial artist from the Murong family. (To be continued......)