Chapter 68
The secret realm was about to close, and everyone had different reactions. Bai Ye wanted to get back the storage bag that was robbed before, but he failed. The moment his hand touched the storage bag, his figure disappeared. Yes, he was teleported out of the secret realm.

And Nami, at the moment when the repulsive power of the secret realm struck, she used her long whip to tightly entangle herself with the bhikkhu. She would not leave the bhikkhu in this secret realm.

Zhao Fanfan also felt the repulsive power of the secret realm. Not only did she feel the repulsive power of the secret realm, she also heard something said to her in an unusual tone. Unfortunately, at this time, the space was distorted, and she did not It doesn’t sound like what’s being said.

A familiar feeling of dizziness came over her, and when she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the place where she had entered the secret realm.

Outside the secret realm, the same faces were still there. Although they looked relieved when someone came out, they still sat firmly in place, waiting for the final closing time of the secret realm.

After the last flash of spiritual energy, all the monks were excluded, and the secret realm was completely closed, the elders of each sect stood up and prepared to take back their disciples.

"You can't go." However, as soon as he took a few steps, he heard a sharp shout and remembered that it was Nami, and she was holding the monk who had loose skin all over his body.

"Nami, what happened." Taoist Yingyang naturally discovered Nami's condition. From the moment Nami was ejected from the secret realm, he discovered that something was wrong with her. However, she was not the only prairie monk in the secret realm. He You also need to focus your spiritual energy on the prairie monks who are coming out to avoid any trouble.

"Uncle Yingyang, this new disciple of the Qingxu Sect killed a monk." She looked sad and angry. If eyes could kill, Zhao Fanfan felt that she had been delayed by Nami.

"What, this is a bhikkhu?" The appearance of the bhikkhu now was really different from before. Yingyang didn't recognize it for a moment. At first, he was still wondering why there was no bhikkhu around him since Nami had come out.

"Who, who killed my prairie warrior?" Yingyang was furious, and the coercion of Jindan Master came over him. In an instant, all the monks present during the Qi training period felt it. Some of the lower level ones had pale faces. It turned red and the nosebleeds flowed out uncontrollably.

This was already the result of Yingyang's control. If he didn't control it, the Qi Practitioners present could explode and die just by relying on coercion.

"Yingyang, this is Fufeng Secret Realm, not your grassland city." Xuanhong took a step forward and also released the pressure of his golden elixir. When the two collided, Yingyang's pressure was directly beaten back, and the golden elixir was knocked back. There is also a gap between it and Jin Dan. "What's more, in the secret realm, life and death don't matter. Do you want to break the rules of the secret realm?"

If you don't recognize the rules in the secret realm, you naturally don't recognize the secret realm, and you won't be eligible to participate in all subsequent secret realms.

"Hmph, we naturally recognize the rules in the secret realm, but we cannot admit evil people who endanger the safety of all disciples in the secret realm. Monk like this, at first glance, it means that people are absorbing the vitality, absorbing the vitality of others to grow stronger This, myself, is not the method of an upright person." Chong He commented, naturally, there would not be only one Jindan in their grassland tribe.

However, there are people on the grassland, and there are even more here in the Central Plains. Xuan Ji, who is also from the Qingxu Sect with Xuan Hong, did not even need to say anything. But if you absorb the vitality of others, you will have to pay a huge price. Is this called strengthening yourself? This can only be called self-protection and a normal competition between monks."

As soon as Liuli and the others came out of the secret realm, they told him what happened in the secret realm, just to prevent the prairie people from using this as an excuse to launch an attack, so he was well prepared. "Liu Li, bring Zhao Fanfan over."

"Yes, uncle." Liuli, who had been waiting at the side for a long time, brought Zhao Fanfan out, but instead of walking away, he and Ran Feng carried Zhao Fanfan out.

"This is a new disciple I sent, and she was also the one who hurt your prairie warrior. But you see, she didn't get any of the monk's life. Instead, she drained her spiritual power by resisting the monk. And because there was no time to replenish the spirit, he forcibly advanced it, and now he has lost his foundation." Excessive and forcible use of spiritual power will cause damage to the body's foundation. This is common sense.

Zhao Fanfan, who was lying on the side, had a miserable look on his face, his eyelids were blue and black, and he looked like he was overindulging in sexual activities. In fact, she was not completely pretending to be like this. Using dead wood to bring spring back to the bhikkhu to absorb the vitality of the bhikkhu really boosted her spiritual power. It is almost exhausted, but fortunately she has a lot of spiritual replenishers. Every time her spiritual power is about to be exhausted, she will replenish it in time!

"You are sophistry. Who knows if she did something else that caused her spiritual energy to dry up!" Chonghe did not accept Xuanji's statement and said that even if it was true, he would still mess with it. " Besides, no matter what, the bhikkhu was harmed by a disciple of your sect, so if you ask this new disciple to hand over one-third of what she earned in the secret realm to us, the matter will be over."

Zhao Fanfan...what a big face!
If it weren't for her current image of lying down and pretending to be weak, she would really want to jump up and spray him in the face.

"What a big face!" Zhao Fanfan thought in his mind, but someone actually said it. He was an elder of the Tianjian Sect, "In the secret realm, no matter the death or injury, you can catch this and come to me, the Central Plains monk, for compensation. Then I'm not polite. My Tianjian Sect has one-third fewer disciples entering the secret realm this time. I think it's all done by the people from the Sixteenth Division of the Grassland. I'm not like you, and I'm not like a lion and just let you know. I will choose one thing for each of your disciples."

"You, you are arrogant." Chong Henu's cheeks were red and his eyes were smoldering.

"What's wrong? I think Xuanzhen is right. There are many disciples from our Qingxu Sect who have not come out. You should also compensate us."

"There is a nest of snakes and rats, and you have a nest of snakes and rats."

Regardless of whether it was before or after the spiritual energy was revived, the Central Plains monks had always been consistent in dealing with the grassland tribes.

While Chong He was fighting the various real people in the Central Plains, Ying Yang, who had spoken at the beginning, had been focusing on the monk since the beginning. The monk has the blood of a mountain giant. It seemed that it was more important than talking nonsense with these monks from the Central Plains. At first, he was too angry after knowing that the monk had happened. But after the anger passed, he just thought about how to save the monk. He didn't believe that the monk would die like this. In the hands of such a new little monk.

Fortunately, the bhikkhu is worthy of being a descendant of a mountain giant, with a strong body. Although most of the vitality of the body was sucked away by Zhao Fanfan's dead wood, his heart never stopped beating. Under his unremitting input of spiritual power, he finally A little bit of vitality has been restored, but this is not enough. "It's enough to reconcile. Let's write down today's grudge. Let's go first." The most important thing is the monk at the moment.

Although Chonghe didn't understand why Yingyang suddenly gave up at this time and refused to take a bite of these hypocritical Central Plains monks, Xuanhong was the one who made the decision this time, and he was assisting him, so after Xuanhong spoke, he could only He glared at Zhao Fanfan fiercely, then followed Yingyang's footsteps and left.

(End of this chapter)

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