Murong Xue took her friends, Dongfang Xuan'er, Li Guyu, Cheng Tianrong, and four young petites, flying from the other side of the sky, before the people arrived, Murong Xue's mouth that attracted hatred made Sikong Da divert most of his hatred from his body.

"Little girl, whose daughter are you, dare to be so presumptuous!" Sikong Da said angrily, but when he saw clearly the four of them, all of them were young and excessive, and all of them were cultivators in the Jindan period, Sikong Da was also secretly frightened, if he was not a genius and a brilliant person, he was a person with great power behind him, no matter which one it was, Sikong Da did not want to provoke.

"Whose daughter am I, it's not your turn to be a bad old man. Murong Xue sneered, and then no longer talked about Sikongda, but set her eyes on Seinfeld's face.

Sikong Da saw that Murong Xue shifted his gaze, although his anger was monstrous, but he also forcibly suppressed it, after cultivating for hundreds of years, if he lost his life because of the battle of righteousness, it would be too worthless, and there were too many examples like that.

Of course, if he finds out the details of Murong Xue and can provoke him, then Sikong Da will definitely make Murong Xue and others regret coming to this world.

Sikong Da squinted slightly like a fierce beast, and saw the frost-like expression on Murong Xue's face, and Sikong Da's face was full of interest in watching the show. I don't know what kind of sparks can collide between these two young people, a man and a woman, if the nasty girl in red is abandoned by this kid, it will be too pleasant.

Murong Xue's face at this moment was really covered with a layer of ice, her delicate skin was covered with a thin layer of transparent ice, and there was a hint of coldness, this girl, her cultivation turned out to be the way of ice.

The Way of Ice is a branch of the Way of Water, some people will cultivate both ice and flowing water, and some people will specialize in the extreme cultivation of a certain kind of Dao, and only cultivate the way of cold ice. Seinfeld didn't know how well Murong Xue's flowing water was cultivated, but seeing that she had made the temperature around her two or three points cold in the blink of an eye, he understood that this chick's way of ice was more profound.

"You're not dead!" Murong Xue gritted her jade teeth and shouted softly.

When she said this, Seinfeld also knew that Murong Xue had recognized the true face of her disguise, and the most important thing at this moment was to explore the Demon Realm, and it was really not appropriate to conflict with these brain-dead people.

And Seinfeld remembered that at the beginning, these people even dared to challenge Jun Wanshuang of the Spirit Realm, and if he fought with a few people, he would probably not be able to please them.

The few Jindan monks who defeated before were all low-level Jindan monks with general magic weapons, and the few people in front of them were different, the exercises and magic techniques may have reached the ground level, and with the magic weapon of the spiritual weapon, it is very likely that they will not be able to eat and walk around.

Murong Xue's words fell, and she had a posture to do it, and Song Fei immediately said to Yizhen beside her: "This woman pesters me every day because I don't marry her, and threatens to kill me if I don't marry her, I can't bear to deal with her, you help me block him, persuade her to change her mind, I will go to the Demon Realm first." ”

"I see. The simple little monk immediately stepped forward to stand between Murong Xue and Seinfeld, and said with a Buddha call, "Female donor, why bother. ”

"Are you a monk?" Hearing Yizhen chanting the Buddha's name, Murong Xue realized that this little bald head was really a monk, and when he saw him in front of him, it was not easy to do it directly, so he immediately shouted, "Little monk, go away, there is nothing for you here." ”

"Amitabha, female benefactor, you love this friend of the little monk, the little monk thinks there is nothing wrong, but if you insist on killing him in order to let him marry you, it will be a bit too much. ”

Sikong Da's expression on the side became extraordinarily exciting, and he was addicted to it, this disrespectful and self-righteous little girl should be abandoned from time to time.

At this moment, Seinfeld took the Fire Spirit Sword, like a flash of fire, and rushed straight to the top of the mountain in the Demon Realm.

"Boy, don't run. Murong Xue gritted her jade teeth, and at the same time, her body volleyed into the air, chasing after Song Fei.

It's just that Seinfeld let Monk Yizhen block Murong Xue's front, and at this moment, he cast a wind escape, and the distance was close, and in a few breaths, his body blew towards the top of the mountain like a red whirlwind, and in a blink of an eye, he approached the top of the mountain.

"Senior sister, you really have a sweetheart, which disciple of the Great Gate Sect is this?" Dongfang Xuan'er said in surprise on the side, and even the two people behind him looked at Seinfeld's distant figure with a vicious look on their faces.

"That kid is scheming, you have all been deceived by him, do you remember the big man who used a talisman to stun Duan Changsheng in the ruins of the Martial Spirit Sect? It was this kid who pretended to be, Duan Changsheng's disappearance, it is very likely that it is related to this person. Murong Xue's face was frosty.

"In that case, if you chase him to the ends of the earth, you will capture him. Li Guyu, the young man behind him, snorted coldly.

"Keep up. Murong Xue's speed increased, and later turned back to Yizhen and said angrily, "Little monk, you have ruined my good deeds, and I will definitely find your parents to theorize one day." After saying that, his body quickly approached the top of the mountain.

Yizhen was stunned, looked at the figures of several people in the distance, and suddenly said seriously: "Donor, the little monk knows the heart but does not know the heart, the Dharma is boundless, there is the Dharma everywhere, and Yizhen still needs to practice and enlighten." ”

"Little monk, has someone entered the secret realm? Can you tell me where the entrance to the secret realm is?" At this moment, another group of people flew from a distance, a group of more than ten people led by a man wearing a strong suit, looking like he was twenty-five or sixteen years old, the cultivation of the ninth order of Jindan, and the rest of the people, the age is big and young, the big one is middle-aged people, the small one looks like he is in his twenties, among which there are several monks in the Jindan realm, and the worst ones are all foundation building monks who can fly on their own.

Monks are generally qualified to follow the master to experience when they reach the foundation, otherwise they can't even fly, and they have to rely on people to fly, who wants to carry such a burden.

"Are you, Zhuo Yifei?" Sima Da, who was not far away, said suddenly.

"Zhuo Yifei, who is ranked 12th on the heavenly list?" next to Sikong Da, the young man exclaimed in a surprised tone.

When Zhuo Yifei heard this, he glanced at Sima Da seriously, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the Sikong predecessor of the puppet sect, and it was Zhuo Yifei of the Yuan Ming Sect below, and he was all friends behind him." ”

"I see, the people around me are all disciples of the Puppet Sect, and I will introduce you one by one later, you young people should communicate more. Sikong Da said: "You follow the old man together, the secret realm is in a big crisis, you and I are both people of the same force, after entering, it is good to have a care." ”

"Okay, okay, then trouble the seniors to lead the way. Zhuo Yifei said.

After the few people finished speaking, their bodies turned into streamers and rushed to the top of the huge mountain peak that rose from the ground.

"Little monk, you still don't go. Qing Duan smiled and looked at the little monk who was still standing in place.

Yizhen called a Buddha and said: "Amitabha, if it is other secret realms, the little monk will not go, this place involves monsters, and the little monk is bound to go, even if he falls." ”

"If you want to go, hurry up. After saying that, his body flew up in the air and shot to the top of the mountain in an instant.

Yizhen looked at the figure in the distance, folded his hands, and suddenly emitted a circle of golden light under his feet, and then supported the body of the little monk and slowly walked towards the top of the mountain.

Song Fei was afraid that Murong Xue would find the Sen Luo umbrella in the storage ring, if that happened, Duan Changsheng's disappearance would immediately be suspected of being killed by himself, no matter how he justified himself, the final result would inevitably be to capture him alive, as long as the news leaked out, what he would face was an endless army of the Beginningless Sect.

What's more, don't say anything about the army, with a prestigious gang like the Beginningless Sect, when the time comes to send a master, I'm afraid that the Yuehua Sect will not dare to protect itself.

He and all the personnel of the Heavenly Sword Sect were about to face the most terrifying situation. So at this moment, I can only endure it, even if I want to kill Murong Xue and her companions, I can't let anyone know. Otherwise, unless all the people who know the news are killed, unfortunately, with Seinfeld's current strength, even if he wants to do this, he can't do it.

The red-clothed Murong Xue behind him was about to pursue, and behind Seinfeld, there were also ice attacks, and at the top of the mountain peak, there was a flat area the size of two football fields, and there were piles of disorderly rocks on the flat area, and among the rocks, an imperceptible portal was faintly visible.

Seinfeld knew in his heart that the portal here should be hidden in the belly of the mountain, but when he was looking for it by the previous people, he used his mana to shatter the belly of the mountain and blast out of the flat area here, and by the way, exposed the portal that was originally little known to people under the blue sky.

These rocks are supposed to be obstacles set up by the people who entered before to prevent them from being easily found, and if they didn't know that there is a portal here, they would probably have ignored it.

Immediately no longer hesitated, Seinfeld blasted open the five two- or three-ton rocks blocking in front of him with one palm, and stepped into it with one foot.

The same is the beating of the picture of the spinning version, and after so many transmissions, Seinfeld has become accustomed to it. Only this time was different from any previous time, when Seinfeld stepped into the passage, an extremely uncomfortable aura came to the surface. This kind of breath is the breath carried in the air, and it does not have the nourishing effect of the aura, but it is faintly damaging the human body.

Seinfeld had originally concentrated on exchanging the invincible talisman, but at the moment, he didn't feel the danger and immediately approached, so he put all his attention on the surrounding demon realm.

Under his feet was a black land, with no grass on it, only black mud, and the surroundings were also drowsy, as if a dead and silent place. The area entered by the portal behind him was already on the edge of the secret realm, and it seemed to be empty, but Seinfeld just couldn't see what was there, just like a universe without stars, and similarly, Seinfeld couldn't even stretch out his hand, as if it was blocked by the power of the five elements, but he couldn't touch it, he couldn't see it, it was very weird. Before Seinfeld could see the entire environment around him, the transformation bead in his arms suddenly called: "It's the magic fruit, if you get it, you will make a fortune." ”