Chapter 337 Go to the second level secret realm and prepare to survive until the Nascent Soul

Immortal Burial Valley.

Under the overcast sky, countless immortal boats were flying across the sky, and below was filled with gunpowder and scorched earth.

"He can't do it anymore, drag him down, and replace him with someone else!"

At the front of the battle line, someone shouted and dragged a lifeless body down, and someone else took over immediately.

There were cultivators falling down at any time. Among these people, who were their descendants, who were their husbands, and who were their ancestors.

Those who could appear on this battlefield were born to be the best among men.

In the village, they were the famous geniuses in the surrounding areas.

In the family, they were the elites of the family, and they had the hope of taking over the position of the elders.

If they were in the sect, they were also the top geniuses, and they never lacked applause and scenery on their life journey.

But when they came to this battlefield, the terrible true lords and ancestors were surrounded by geniuses who were not inferior to them.

As a result, over time, they thought they were just cannon fodder, grass, and numbers that could die at any time.

It seems that they have forgotten that they themselves are also a miracle of some size.

Their lives should not have ended so hastily.

At the end of their lives, the last happy memory in their eyes must be a period of glorious years.

As Chen Yun quickly passed through the night sky, his eyes swept downwards, thinking secretly in his heart.

Otherwise, why are there so few incarnations of the True Lord?

There are many reasons for becoming a True Lord, such as qualifications, financial resources, family, luck, personality, etc.

Unexpectedly, the qualifications that are most important in the eyes of many people are the least important.

From this world, it can be seen that the Supreme Sect has countless single spiritual root qualifications.

But how many people can reach the stage of transformation?

At least in this generation or even ten generations, it may be zero.

Chen Yun didn't know why he suddenly had so many insights. It might be because he saw countless good seedlings fall in the past thirty years, and he felt sorry.

He could only be thankful that he had the power of the word to help him get rid of this dead end.

Otherwise, no matter how talented he is, if he manages carefully, he will inevitably die.

"Crack."

A pair of white jade hands exerted a little force, and a diamond talisman was crushed, and Chen Yun fled thousands of miles away in an instant.

After crushing ten pieces in a row, Chen Yun fled thousands of miles away.

He completely escaped from the Burial Valley.

But we can't relax our vigilance.

You must know that before leaving this world, it is not safe.

He has been planning day and night for thirty years and decided to find a secret realm to hide after leaving the Burial Valley. After breaking through the Nascent Soul, he will leave this world.

For example, the second-level secret realm.

Only foundation-building cultivators can enter the second-level secret realm, even the God of Transformation cannot enter, which can guarantee that there is no risk.

In the south of the Sea of ​​Time, in a deep mountain and dense forest, there is a second-level Heavenly Dao secret realm.

It is said that this secret realm was originally created by a God of Transformation cultivator. Later, since the death of the True Lord, he poured his will into the secret realm to benefit future generations, and then went through countless tens of thousands of years of development.

Finally, this secret realm was completely assimilated by the Heavenly Dao and became the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm, with rules and restrictions for entering the realm.

It opens once every five hundred years, and the content of the secret realm is random. Some tests are for comprehension, some are for combat power, and sometimes for luck.

Anyway, for Chen Yun, it doesn't matter what you test.

I am immortal in the secret realm (only limited to the sixth-level secret realm and below).

After leaving the Immortal Burial Road, stepping on the colorful clouds, rushing all the way at night, arriving at a designated mountain, and taking out the storage bag that Chen Ruxi had hidden for him in the mountain.

After getting the storage bag, he felt much more at ease, and Chen Yun's journey became more leisurely. Soon he found that although the Immortal Burial Valley had a momentum and tension of the impending extinction of this world.

But other places, there was no big change at all.

At most, the price of spirit stones fluctuated slightly, and the others seemed to have little impact on ordinary people.

Especially for mortals.

After all, in the eyes of the immortal master, mortals are not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

As for the Qi-refining monks, there are probably hundreds of millions of them, which cannot be used up at all, and they are not used as a matter of urgency.

No one takes it seriously at all.

This is not difficult to understand.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, if the sky falls, there are True Lords to support them, so they are not afraid of anything.

In fact, only the upper-level Yuanying ancestors really care about this battle.

Although it is okay to say this, as a person who has experienced the battle of the Burial Immortal Valley, seeing this scene still makes me sigh with emotion.

This area belongs to the scope of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

However, since the secret realm lost many Yuanyings that year, the power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has been greatly reduced, so the sect forces within its scope are basically not under its control.

Even the secret realms under its scope, no one cares.

Cangfeng Valley.

Near the second-level Tiandao secret realm.

Many sect forces and gang disciples within a radius of thousands of miles have already come to the gate of the secret realm waiting for the secret realm to open.

Chen Yun whizzed and turned into a hidden figure hiding behind a big tree. He squinted his eyes and observed for a while. The secret realm has been opened, and a rotating blue vortex appeared in the space.

It is only about five or six feet in size. The entrance to the normal second-level secret realm is about thirty feet, which means that the time has not come yet.

Chen Yun did not intend to go in directly in a conspicuous way, because that would almost tell others that there is an invincible existence here.

He wanted to hide low-key until the first level of Yuanying.

By then, he would not be afraid of how many people came.

Now he just wanted to hide.

So Chen Yun looked around and found that the Pingtian Sword Sect was the largest and had the most people among these forces, so he changed his clothes and pretended to be a disciple of the Pingtian Sword Sect who had just gone to the toilet, and quietly mixed in.

"I don't know what this secret realm tests. If it is about understanding, then I can only say that the first place in the secret realm is already in Qin's pocket."

"What do you think, Wu Daoyou?"

"Wu Daoyou?"

"Oh, yes, what Qin Daoyou said is very true, haha."

The cultivator surnamed Wu laughed twice perfunctorily, and immediately pinched his chin and looked at the door of the secret realm space with a thoughtful look, worried.

A talkative man dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Pingtian Sword Sect talked loudly, but this was a second-level secret realm after all, and many people could only enter it once in their lifetime.

Especially since the secret realm was about to open, everyone was very nervous and uneasy.

If it was a secret realm of understanding, it would be good, but what if it was a weird secret realm.

Therefore, no one was in the mood to talk about this or that.

Everyone just wanted to be quiet at this moment.

Quiet.

Quiet, do you understand?

However, this fellow Daoist Qin, with a nonchalant look on his face, continued to babble, talking about the sky, the earth, and the universe.

It made the people around him very upset.

"If it is a strange secret realm, then I am good at it. The master is good at catching tricks. Qin has never been afraid of that thing since he was a child."

"Yes, yes, you are good, you are good, okay, I'm going to the toilet." The Taoist friend Wu, who looked honest and simple, was upset by what he said and went to another place to line up.

Seeing this person leave, the cultivator Qin still felt good about himself, thinking that it must be his words that inspired Taoist Wu, and he found a quiet place to digest what he had just said, so he turned his attention to other people.

"Daoist Zhang, I heard that you have taken a concubine again recently?"

"Humph."

Daoist Zhang was also in a heavy mood at the moment, and was not interested in discussing this. He snorted and left.

"Why did you leave? What's your temper, Junior Sister Wang? I heard..."

"Shut up."

The little junior sister with a peach-like face rolled her eyes at him and left angrily.

"Ah? It's strange."

"Why are you all so angry?"

Finally, the cultivator surnamed Qin set his sights on Chen Yun, who looked indifferent.

"This person looks a little unfamiliar. I wonder which elder he is worshipping under?"

Chen Yun was stunned. He wanted to follow the example of the others and leave in anger, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. Having such a person to cover up would make him less dazzling.

"The master is low-key and doesn't like to show his name. You haven't heard of him." Chen Yun said ambiguously.

"Isn't it Elder Jin from Zizhu Peak? He is pretending to be mysterious. But Elder Jin is said to have a top-level cassock. Have you heard of it? It seems to be inlaid with various treasures and is invulnerable to all kinds of magic. It is said that after wearing it, the speed of cultivation can be doubled..."