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Another bird chirped as he spoke.

The molten lava rolling underneath began to spurt out. Yun Ci only had time to set up a barrier. In the next moment, everyone was enveloped in gray-white gas.

It is not like harvesting the vitality gas like when the secret realm is opened, but annihilating all sounds and sights.

The teleportation talisman in his sleeve was flashing crazily.

Yun Ci quickly twisted the formula in her hand, and the blue magic circle rose from under her feet, then spun and grew larger, splitting into two.

With one side facing up and one side facing down, a blue magic circle raised a barrier, and at the same time, a golden magic circle lit up somewhere around it.

The two colors burst out, dispersing all the surrounding gas.

Only then did Yun Ci see clearly that he was no longer under the volcano.

The rolling magma underfoot has turned into black and red land. The entire land has spread for several kilometers and spread upwards in all directions, forming a huge pit.

The sky was dark, and the only bright color was the formation patterns on the bodies of the sect disciples.

All the sect disciples were gathered here.

There were also some other unfamiliar faces, and Shen Yuan and others recognized some as disciples of aristocratic families.

After seeing Yun Ci and the others, the five major sects all automatically gathered in Yun Ci's direction.

The aristocratic family also recognized Xi Xingyuan and others. Among the six families in Yun Ci's house were Hong, Shen and Ning.

After hesitating for a moment, he chose the sect among the casual cultivators and sects who didn't know where they stood.

There are not many Jindan Realm disciples from each family, but when they gather like this, there are actually about a hundred people.

Yun Ci has already met with other chiefs, including Jipeng who was unwilling to show up before. Yunci looked at the seal on Ji Peng's forehead. Now was not a good time to chat, so she could only suppress the idea of ​​asking. .

Ji Peng's eyes averted, and he gradually calmed down under Yun Ci's indifferent gaze, and his hand on the epee tightened.

On the contrary, the aristocratic family came over first to perform the rituals.

The speaker was a member of the Que family, with a good reputation and a rare cultivator in the world of cultivation.

Queshan and Queyi are half-brothers, but Queshan is older and they look similar.

Que Yi called out to his brother in a low voice and hid behind Ji Peng.

Que Shan nodded slightly and saw that everyone was vaguely focused on Yun Ci, so he said to Yun Ci: "The unexpected events are strange. If Master Yun Ci needs anything, just ask him."

He has always been very accurate in judging people, and Yun Ci's name has already spread throughout the world, and he is also the first disciple of Changning Immortal Lord. Maybe the female cultivator in front of him can reunite the aristocratic family and sect, so he is willing to sell this.

Yun Ci shook his head. Before he could say anything, he heard another bird chirping.

Everyone looked up and saw a huge bird hovering in the sky. The black clouds at the bottom of the gray sky were gradually pushed away by something.

The bird has a huge body, fire-like feathers, and a chicken-like shape. There are various feathers on the back of its head, and there is an ice-colored feather at the tail feathers.

It was the one Yun Ci had seen before.

The bird lowered its head, with golden pupils in its eyes. As it chirped, the pressure gradually increased. What was more important than the appearance of the bird was the murderous intention in the bird.

Zhong Changxu suppressed the blood in his mouth and spoke first: "This bird... looks a bit like a Chongming bird."

In the knowledge of beasts, no one can question the king of beasts.

But like the four great mythical beasts, the Chongming Bird has long since disappeared. How could there be a Chongming Bird in a small secret realm?

What's more, the Chongming bird is a fairy bird, so how can it have such strong murderous intent? The bird's feathers are clearly entangled with countless black and red murderous evils that seem to be tangible.

Xi Xingyuan sacrificed several talismans to block part of the pressure from everyone. Hearing this, he asked: "You said it is a fairy bird? What kind of fairy bird can it be if it is covered with murderous sins?"

Fairy birds are called fairy birds precisely because they bring auspiciousness to people.

And the surging black cloud gradually revealed a white ring with five sides.

Various Sanskrit characters were engraved on the ring, which stretched out layer by layer in front of everyone's eyes. The edges of each layer were painted with lotus patterns and tail feathers like karma fire.

The pressure was also increasing layer by layer, and Zhong Changxu had no choice but to use a magic circle.

The yellow spell spread quickly on the ground, and the white dragon bones whizzed out of the summoning array, resisting the pressure above everyone's heads.

The keel has been covered with a layer of scales, just like a real dragon.

The bird hovering in the sky saw the keel and stopped for a moment.

The golden pupils stared at the keel, and then screamed upwards, and the ring tower in the air changed faster.

Countless flaming rocks flew down from the ring mouth.

Xuantian Sect and Shengru Tower simultaneously offered up defensive talismans, while Que's disciples threw out magic weapons. Xi Xingyuan and Yun Ci quickly twisted their talismans to resist the falling rocks in the various magic lights.

Occasionally, falling rocks shattered the protective shield and were chopped into pieces by the Chiri Sect and Kunlun Mountain disciples.

The scattered cultivators in the distance did not have that much cohesion. They were on guard against each other at first. Once the rocks fell, there were not that many magic weapons and talismans. Most of the survivors were those with real abilities.

Seeing Yun Ci's tacit cooperation, most of them hid here consciously.

Yun Ci had no control over the choices of the casual cultivators, and they had no time to do so. The ring tower in the sky had already revealed its true form.

There seemed to be bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the air, and Chongming birds were flying around the tower. There was a copper bell hanging on each floor of the tower's eaves.

The green copper bell moved without wind, but the sound it sounded was like a blade, making everyone's ears ring.

Yun Ci already held the snow lamp in her hand, and she quickly asked Lu Lingyou and the others, "Is that tower the one you saw?"

When Lu Lingyou heard this, he looked up and saw that the entire body of the tower was exposed, all white, with red lotus karma fire on it, and a transparent lotus blossoming at the top of the tower.

Although huge, it did look like the tower she dug.

Shen Yuan had already recognized it and couldn't help but ask after hearing this: "Is this tower the real secret realm?"

"No wonder I always thought this secret realm was too simple..." Wen Yinzhi split the flying rocks with his sword, "Why does this tower look like something from Buddhism?"

"Didn't those Buddhist cultivators retreat from the world a long time ago! Why are there still things like this out there?!" Zhong Changxu scolded, "Those Buddhist cultivators who only talk about Amitabha have such a thing that looks like it can kill people. Magic weapon?!"

It no longer mattered whether the life-killing magic weapon was Buddhist or not. After revealing its true form, the tower rushed straight down.

I don't know if it was Yun Ci's illusion, but the Chongming Bird kept looking at him.

All the protective shields had been crushed, and with a loud roar, the giant white tower took everyone inside.

When the dust dispersed, the entire pit lost its light in an instant. The pit, which was several kilometers in diameter, seemed to be just enough to fit into the tower.

The Chongming bird circles around the tower, and the feathers on its wings gradually fall off, turning into red light and blending into the tower.

The white pagoda turned into a crimson pagoda, and Sanskrit emitted golden Buddha light that separated from the pagoda, and finally formed a chain, tying the claws of the Chongming Bird.

The featherless Chongming bird has stopped at the top of the tower, its tail feathers swaying lightly, and finally lowers its head and opens its sharp beak at the lotus on the top of the tower.

A line of bright red blood slowly flowed out amidst the sound of the copper bell and dripped on the lotus heart.

The red light emitted instantly, sweeping away with a black mist, and was finally converged into the tower.

Black clouds rolled in the sky, and the voice when the secret realm was opened sounded again: "I wish you good luck."