Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

When the Eternal Secret Realm was reopened, less than one tenth of the monks survived in the secret realm.

All the others were killed by the Taixu Zhulong clan.

The monks who were lucky enough to survive all gathered at the exit of the secret realm, waiting nervously.

"The secret realm will be opened in half an hour. I hope I won't run into those men in black."

"This trip to the secret realm, forget it, I didn't get any good treasures, and I was still being hunted. If I had known this, I wouldn't have come..."

"Okay, it's good if you don't lose your life."

Amid the discussions among the monks, time passed by little by little.

A deafening roar resounded throughout the world, and along with the sound of space tearing apart, the door to the secret realm opened.

"It's finally time to leave."

When they saw the light door, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed their tense nerves.

He ran towards the light door, fearing that the light door would disappear if he was too late for a second.

Just when they walked out of the secret realm, countless figures walked out of the void, blocking everyone's way forward.

The monks stopped and looked warily at the figure of the leader in the void.

This was a man dressed in black, holding a huge sword, with a cold face, and his whole body exuded a heart-trembling coercion.

The late stage of anti-virtuality!

He was like a mountain, causing the monks' breathing to stop instantly.

The smell of blood wafting from all directions made their scalps numb, and a sense of fear and uneasiness emerged deep in their hearts.

The elders and deacons of various sects who originally stayed outside the secret realm were nowhere to be seen.

It looks like he is dead...

"Who are you? Why are you blocking us?" A monk asked with courage.

"Ah."

The man just snorted lightly.

laugh.

A flash of red light flashed, and a stream of blood spurted out from the neck of the monk who was speaking. He fell to the ground and twitched a few times before dying.

"Varied....."

"what?!"

The faces of all the monks changed dramatically, their bodies trembled, and their legs involuntarily took two steps back.

The man just waved his sword lightly, and a Fusion Realm monk was killed just like that? ?

The man took a step slowly, each step bloody.

The monks' faces were as pale as paper, and their bodies were trembling, as if their throats would be cut by the man's sword at any time.

"Don't, don't mess around."

"Who are you? We come from various sects. Please let us go, otherwise we will never forgive you!"

"I have no grudges with you, and I ask you to let me go. I promise that I will not pursue this matter in the future."

The group of monks panicked and ran in a certain direction.

But the man in black just sneered, and in a flash, he was already standing in front of them, with a huge sword across their heads.

The sword exuded overwhelming murderous intent, like a poisonous snake that could swallow them up at any time.

Everyone's footsteps froze in place for an instant, and a chill shot up from their spines and spread throughout their bodies.

It’s okay to be chased in the secret realm, but when you come out, you’ll be blocked at the exit and chased!

At this moment, they were really scared.

"You, don't be impulsive."

An elder said tremblingly: "As long as you promise not to hurt us, we can give you any reward."

"Yes, as long as you don't kill us, we will satisfy any request you make."

The other monks quickly agreed.

"What I want is very simple, just keep your souls!"

The man looked at them calmly and spoke slowly.

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in the minds of all the monks.

The soul is gone, what is the difference between that and death?

Their eyes were filled with boundless fear, and their faces were as white as snow.

How to do?

How to do? !

They kept shouting in their hearts.

"Your Excellency, please don't push me too far!" A middle-aged monk shouted sternly.

"Hahaha! Is it too much to push someone?"

The man looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice hoarse.

Holding the hilt of his sword, he pointed at the group of people and said, "I might as well tell you that you will all die here today."

Before he finished speaking, he flipped his wrist, the blade of the sword passed through, and took away a human head.

Blood splattered and stained the ground red.

It was a head.

The head rolled and made a gurgling sound the moment it fell to the ground.

The monks looked at the head, their bodies couldn't help shrinking, and their pupils shrank rapidly.

One disagreement and he was beheaded!

"You can't kill us!"

"If you dare to kill us, you will definitely be hunted down by the various sects behind us!"

"I am a disciple of Dao Yi Holy Land. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, you will definitely be angered by Dao Yi Holy Land. You can give it a try!"

These monks turned pale with fear, and each one threatened hysterically.

Hearing this, the man paused and said, "Daoyi Holy Land?"

"Yes."

A monk in crescent-colored robes was overjoyed. He stepped forward and said, "I am a disciple of Daoyi Holy Land and Lian Xi. Please let me go for the sake of Daoyi Holy Land, otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

The man curled his lips disdainfully, "It is said that the Holy Son of your Daoyi Holy Land was kicked out of the ruins by a monk from Donglan Continent, right?"

He Lianxi's face suddenly stiffened.

"You Holy Lands are really getting more and more alive. You can't even deal with a monk from the Donglan Continent. You really discredit the Central God Continent."

The man shook his head, "How can a Dao Yi Holy Land like this have the dignity to be called a top force? Why don't we, the Taixu Zhulong Clan, get rid of it all?"

These words were like a needle pricking into He Lianxi's heart.

Over the years, the Son has been their greatest pride.

Being kicked out of the ruins a few years ago made them feel angry, and now being openly ridiculed made him feel even more aggrieved.

But he was also afraid of the terrifying aura erupting from the man's body, so he could only swallow the bad breath with resignation.

"That was just an accident. If it weren't for Ye Qing'er's scheming, how could the Holy Son of our sect be forced to leave the ruins?!"

He Lianxi said through gritted teeth.

"Oh."

The man raised his eyebrows carelessly, "You Daoyi Holy Land is not strong enough, but you have a tough mouth. It's just a monk from Donglan Continent who hasn't met me, otherwise she would have gone back to where she came from!"

His tone was extremely contemptuous, and the veins on He Lian Xi's face jumped when he heard it, but he couldn't refute a word.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence, and the air seemed to be frozen, becoming extremely strange.

"Oh, is it?"

Suddenly, a female voice came from far away.

It is as cold as the cold wind in winter, but it has a mysterious and mysterious beauty.

Immediately afterwards, five figures stepped out of the light door at the exit of the secret realm, stepping on the void as if they were walking on flat ground.

The five people stood steadily in the air, their clothes fluttering.