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Chapter 133 Canglang Island

Those who came to participate in the Xuantian Sacrifice Ceremony all retreated to the outside of the island.

Xiao Hanyue was curious for a while, what exactly was this Xiaguang.The sun and moon belong to the mobilization of power and the operation of insight.Quietly glanced at it.

With just one glance, she could tell that the glow was probably brought out by some kind of formation.Because in this glow, all the power of the five elements is integrated.Even the amount of the second genus of the sun and the moon is so small.

Xiao Hanyue's time in this world is not too short, so she naturally understands that the two attributes of sun and moon are not included in general exercises.

Those who can come here are all monks who have cultivated quite deeply, and after only a moment of effort, the entire Canglang Island refers to the remaining people who participated in the Xuantian Festival.Roughly speaking, there are still a hundred or so people.According to Dongling Jueyan, only seven of the fourteen countries in the Eastern Continent can participate, then apart from the 21 participants from these seven countries, the rest are all disciples of aristocratic families and sects.

Thinking about it, Xiao Hanyue was amazed for a while, but she didn't expect that there are quite a lot of cultivation schools.

Shen Lingbo's gaze flicked over everyone, but when it fell on Dongling Jueyan, he paused slightly.

"Young master is well, Ling Bo is being polite." Shen Lingbo suddenly saluted Dong Ling Jue Yan.

Suddenly there was a murmur of discussion in the field.

Today, Shen Lingbo came here to represent Xuantianzong, but she actually saluted that man from the Dongling family of Tianyuan Kingdom!
The deep meaning in it is worth everyone's taste.

Xiao Hanyue was also taken aback, and turned to look at Dongling Jueyan, only to see his expression was condensed.

"Fairy Shen, long time no see."

After a while, Dongling Jueyan's icy voice sounded.

Shen Lingbo seemed to turn a blind eye to Dongling Jueyan's icy expression, but instead smiled slightly: "In the next month, we will have to see the young master show off his demeanor."

After the words fell, her expression changed back to the cold and arrogant look she had at the beginning.

"Everyone, I'm going to open the gate of the secret realm right now. There's no need for Ling Bo to say more about the rules. You all understand it. The time is only one month. If you don't come out in time, you can only wait five years later when the gate of the secret realm reopens." Please remember it!"

After finishing the words, she flicked Yu Ruyi lightly in her hand, and a huge colored light door suddenly appeared in front of the giant ship.

"Everyone, please."

Dongling Jueyan grabbed Xiao Hanyue's hand suddenly, and walked towards the light gate.

"Luck to protect your body." Dongling Jueyan said in a low voice.

Xiao Hanyue was taken aback for a moment, and quickly followed suit.

The moment she passed through the light gate, Xiao Hanyue felt a pain tearing her skin.In just an instant, the scene in front of him changed.

Looking around, it seems to have come to another world.

The sky was dark and gloomy, surrounded by yellow sand, and the air was filled with a pungent smell, like something like sulfur.

"What is this place?" Xiao Hanyue frowned.

"The legendary secret realm, the so-called sacrificial offering under the Xuantian Sect, is also in this place." Dongling Jueyan said in a deep voice.

Situ He seemed very calm, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had come.He looked at Dongling Jueyan and Xiao Hanyue, and said, "Young master, I'll go east to look for it. Half a month later, we'll still meet here, do you think it's okay?"

Dongling Jueyan nodded slightly: "Be careful."

Situ He nodded, summoned a huge saber, and flew towards the east in the air.

"Where can I find those sacrifices?" Xiao Hanyue came a few days late, so naturally he didn't hear the specific rules.

Dongling Jueyan said slowly: "The so-called sacrifices are actually some herbs and refining materials that were born and bred here. However, although there are many treasures here, they are all guarded by powerful monsters. If we want to win those You have to deal with the guarded monsters." As he said that, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The things in this secret realm are ownerless, but now they are occupied by Xuantianzong. It's our own."

Hearing Dongling Jueyan's tone, Xiao Hanyue's expression suddenly became strange: "How do you know so clearly?"

Dongling Jueyan said indifferently: "Of course I know it well. Before returning to Yunlan Mountain, I practiced in Xuantianzong for seven or eight years."

Xiao Hanyue's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Dongling Jueyan for a long time, speechless.

After a long time, she said: "Then shall we also go to find those sacrifices separately? If we get separated from each other, the chance of encountering those things is always higher."

Dongling Jueyan took a deep look at her, then slowly shook his head: "You come with me."

Xiao Hanyue frowned, she naturally understood the meaning of Dongling Jueyan's words.However, she was unwilling to take shelter under others.

"Let's separate. Although it may be a little dangerous here, it can be regarded as a place to exercise yourself."

Dongling Jueyan groaned slightly, and nodded: "Then if you go to the south, if you encounter any danger, remember not to shoot indiscriminately. Saving your life is the first priority. For some reason, I came to participate in this Xuantian Festival. There is always an uneasy feeling in my heart.”

"It's just a psychological effect." Xiao Hanyue said with a smile.

She raised her hand and waved lightly, and the Qingwu long sword at her waist was immediately unsheathed.Xiao Hanyue leaped to Sang Qu with a light leap, controlled the Qingwu long sword, and flew towards the south.

Looking at Xiao Hanyue's disappearing figure, Dongling Jueyan frowned for a long time, and then ran towards the southeast.

At the moment when countless monks participating in the Xuantian Sacrifice entered the secret realm, far in the depths of the southern border, a man slowly stepped into the boundless swamp.

The man was dressed in black and had purple hair, and his face was cold and handsome, especially his pair of eyes, which were deep and strange, as if they could swallow people's hearts.

On the purple-haired man's shoulder, a three or four-year-old child sat securely.This child is very cute. At this moment, his pair of chubby little hands are holding two bunches of candied haws. While stuffing them into his mouth, he said indistinctly, "Brother, is this your former home?"

The purple-haired man smiled slightly: "That's right. At the beginning, I lived in this swamp for some years, and later I took in a few disciples. However, after more than a thousand years, those disciples should have died by now." The tone Plain, but with a bit of helplessness and loneliness.

After walking forward for more than a hundred meters, the purple-haired man suddenly stopped, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Someone is coming to welcome us." The purple-haired man said softly.

The little boy on his shoulder nodded, still focusing all his attention on the candied haws in his hand.

Just a moment later, a black mist suddenly rose from the originally dark swamp.The black mist gradually thickened, and within a short while, the entire swamp could not be seen.

The purple-haired man sighed softly: "I didn't learn the good things, but I only cultivated these trivial things to such an extent. I really missed the basics."

Following the words of the purple-haired man, a brilliance darker than darkness quickly spread from his feet.The black fog in the sky shook violently.The space in the darkness was inexplicably distorted, and a muffled hum came from the darkness.

The dark brilliance retracted, but at the end, it was tightly bound to a man in a black robe.

The man was about 60 years old, and he was looking at the purple-haired man with horror on his face.But under the tight bondage of that black brilliance, his face turned red and he couldn't speak a word.

The purple-haired man glanced at the thin old man, and was about to say something when he suddenly felt that the skirts of his shoulders were wet.Looking up, I saw the chubby little boy staring at the old man with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Want to eat?" the purple-haired man chuckled.

The little boy immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"You have been with me for more than three hundred years, but you still look so greedy. If you want to eat, just eat."

(End of this chapter)