Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

In the Mysterious Realm of All Realms, monks from all sides were staring at the black vortex in the sky.

"Oh!"

A figure suddenly fell in the grass, and the male cultivator sitting on the ground cursed.

"My ass! This secret realm teleportation doesn't give people a buffer time! Tank!"

Several monks lurking in the dark not far away suddenly saw stars in their eyes.

The monks who have just entered the secret realm are good targets for them to hunt and obtain resources!

Only after entering this secret realm of all realms can the monks know how powerful it is.

Those rumored opportunities are indeed true, but you also need to have the life to take them.

The terror of those wild beasts can only be known by experiencing it personally.

If you want to survive in this secret realm and obtain those resources, life-saving things are indispensable.

The alchemy weapon formations are all treasures!

But when entering the secret realm, most monks started out two hundred years ago. No matter how many things they prepared before, they can't withstand the consumption of two hundred years!

Therefore, in the secret realm of all realms, alchemy weapon formation masters are particularly popular.

The garrison city set up in each area has corresponding protection for the alchemy weapon array masters.

There are exceptions to everything.

If the alchemy weapon array master is threatened and imprisoned, and never sees the light of day, those protections will become void in the face of absolute strength.

The male cultivator turned around, and just as he was about to explore the surroundings, he felt several black shadows coming towards him.

"Pfft!"

Immediately blood stained the ground red, and the smell of blood spread with the wind.

Some monks are like him. They are targeted by monks in the same area as soon as they enter the secret realm.

Some monks were more lucky. There were no other monks or wild beasts in that area, giving him a chance to buffer.

Some monks were even more unlucky. They fell directly into a group of desolate beasts and were immediately torn apart by the desolate beasts.

In just a few moments, the soul lamps of monks from all continents were extinguished.

Lu Qingye plunged into the haystack, and she quickly got up. Look around cautiously.

The endless grassland exudes golden light under the sunlight.

This time in the Secret Realm of All Realms should be autumn.

The shrubs and grass beneath my feet are already turning yellow.

Wherever the spiritual consciousness passed, there were no other monks, only one or two wild beasts not far away.

Neither Lu Qingye nor Tai Yin had ever entered the Mysterious Realm of All Realms, but Taiyin had learned from the data that most of the wild beasts in the Mysterious Realm of All Realms were huge in size.

The strength of a desolate beast of the same level is equivalent to three or four monks. If you encounter a more powerful desolate beast, it will naturally be another matter.

The wild beast not far from her should be underage based on its size.

Lu Qingye was a little more vigilant.

After all, where there are cubs, there might be adult wild beasts.

Just as she was thinking this, she felt the ground tremble.

Wherever his spiritual consciousness swept over, a wild beast as big as a small mountain appeared.

It is running fast at the moment.

It ran very fast, and it didn't seem to be too affected by its huge size.

In front of him, three monks were running away desperately.

The leader was a late-stage Nascent Soul monk. His consciousness also saw Lu Qingye, and his expression suddenly lit up.

"Quick! There is a monk ahead! Let's lure the wild beast over!"

None of them expected that they would encounter a sharp-horned bull with a calf.

Generally, monks walking on the grassland will deliberately avoid wild beasts that are breeding or bringing their young.

Because at this time, if the desolate beasts encounter monks, they will be particularly violent and ferocious. (End of chapter)