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Chapter 118 Chu Xianyu’s departure, return to the sect, and three successful transformations
Everyone in the Immortal Sect headed by Zhou Ping finally discovered the clues to the secret realm.

A cloud of blood suddenly appeared, and a slender figure stood there, emitting a terrifying wave of power.

Looking carefully, there was a beautiful woman covered in blood standing in the cloud of blood, with long bloody hair and crystal clear skin, as if carved from white jade.

Elder Yu Linglong of the Dragon Bird Sect was slightly startled when he saw this beautiful woman rushing out from the ground.

Isn't this Lu Xuanxuan, a direct disciple of Xiu Shen Peak?
"Lu Xuanxuan, how did you come out?"

Lu Xuanxuan did not respond. A fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a violent aura surged from his body. He rushed towards Elder Yu Linglong, and a harsh laugh came from his mouth: "Blood and blood! So delicious, so much blood!"

"Elder Yu, be careful. She doesn't look right. The aura on her body is messy and irritable, which is quite weird."

The elder of Yunxia Mountain and the leader of Tenglong Peak simultaneously used magical powers to attack Lu Xuanxuan.

However, there was a golden mist protecting her body, and the attacks of the three God Transformation realm masters could not hurt her at all. Lu Xuanxuan realized that she was no match for everyone again, so she chose to escape immediately. Many God Transformation realm monks joined forces to also Can't stop her.

Lu Han had reached the realm of divine transformation, and at an astonishing speed, he turned into a streak of blood and rushed into the vast Great Wall of the North.

From then on, Zhou Ping of Ziweitian gave an order, and the Golden Cicada Secret Realm was opened wide. The guardians of the various sects gathered their auras and immediately entered the secret realm.

Ever since Zhou Ping faced many Demon Cult monks at the door.

Individual monks passed the message and rushed back to the Paradise Cave, notifying more masters to prepare to join forces to deal with the people of the Demon Worship Cult.

The entrance to the secret realm.

Yang Ding's consciousness covered half of the secret realm, his face was solemn, his black beard was swaying, and his robes rustled in the air.

Even as the Lord of Demon Envoys, it is still difficult for him to resist the attacks of many gods. More and more people will arrive next.

Unless his true form comes in person, he cannot resist it, but it is unlikely. His true form has not fully recovered after a hundred years of recuperation.

The current blood glutton clone is already an extremely important one. Unlike those clay sculptures, it cannot die for the time being.

In addition, Zhou Ping, the leader of Ziwei Tianjian, is extremely difficult and even more difficult to deal with.

As a result, he sent a message thousands of miles away.

"It's time to retreat."

Ning Yujing looked downcast after receiving the summons.

"But...the magic map hasn't been obtained yet."

She was quite unwilling to do so. She looked at Han Ye's position with her beautiful eyes, inspired by the six ice swords, and planned to make a final attempt.

"call out!"

"call out!"

A flying sword passed through the air and headed towards Han Ye.

Completely ignoring the water beast's tentacle attack, he focused on dealing with Han Ye.

Han Ye faced many ice swords, and the crisis was imminent. At the critical moment, a simple green sword cut through the sky, and a woman in a white dress with a bronze mask appeared.

Chu Xianyu stood in front of Han Ye and blocked the blow for him.

"Damn! Why did you stop me!"

Ning Yujing's eyes were very cold.

Reluctantly, two huge ice hands condensed out of the void, and they quickly joined together to freeze Han Ye in a cage.

Han Ye did not sit still and waited for death. He was surrounded by a large cyan mask of wind and thunder.

"Crack!"

However, it was quickly smashed into cracks by ice hands, and it soon shattered.

"Unmoving Rakshasa!"

Han Ye sat upright in the air, and a tall Rakshasa with three heads and six arms appeared behind him, spreading two huge ice hands.

Seeing this scene, Ning Yujing narrowed his eyes and said:
"I knew it. If you don't do Rakshasa meditation, the magic map is on your body!"

After finishing speaking, the next second, a long sword energy suddenly appeared in the sky, coming on the clouds and waves, as fast as thunder.

"Saint, be careful!"

The Yuanying monks who were waiting next to Ning Yujing exclaimed, stood in front of her, and used their own magic weapons and magical powers.

But in a blink of an eye, whether it was a magic weapon or a magical power, it was like a piece of white paper, broken by a poke, and their bodies were destroyed by the sword energy, turning into blood mist and dissipating.

The fleeing Nascent Soul spirit body dissipated immediately as it was too late to escape due to the residual sword intention delayed by the terrifying sword energy.

Fortunately, someone resisted the sword, and Ning Yujing was able to move her position in advance. However, her pupils shrank slightly. She couldn't believe it. Just now, she actually felt a sense of danger and death. She was afraid that she would be hit by this sword energy. She was really To perish!

Looking towards the ground, a white-haired one-armed old man appeared on the ground with his left hand on the hilt of his sword, staring at the sky with a pair of turbid eyes.

"So strong!"

Han Ye couldn't help but be shocked by this scene. With just one sword, he killed many Nascent Soul cultivators together with the Nascent Soul.

What is the origin of this one-armed old man who appeared out of nowhere?
It looks like a one-armed sword god.

When Chu Xianyu on one side saw this person, his expression was quite complicated.

"Master."

"Master?"

When Han Ye heard this title, his expression was very strange. A master is usually a teacher's teacher, and Chu Xianyu's swordsmanship was taught by his father. Could it be that this old man is the master of Chu Changkong, the current head of the Chu family?

Chu Changkong is the leader of the ten swords in the world, the venerable swordsman, and the former master of Fuyao Sword Palace.

What kind of person should his master be?
The one-armed old man looked indifferent, but his eyes looked at Chu Xianyu with a hint of heartache.

"I know you're angry, but you've had enough fun and it's time to come home with me."

"Something happened at home and I need to get back home."

Chu Xianyu did not appreciate it and said coldly: "I am now a disciple of the Dragon Bird Sect. Didn't he say that he disowns me as his daughter? Why, has he changed his mind now?"

Chu Xianyu, who had always been gentle, turned out to be surprisingly tough when faced with such things.

"Your father, I will teach him a lesson for you."

While the grandfather and grandson were talking, Ning Yujing saw that the situation was not good and was already planning to run away. Without thinking about the life and death of his subordinates, he tore up an ancient talisman and planned to leave this place. "I'm talking, but I haven't allowed you to leave yet."

The one-armed old man glanced at the sky lightly.

Qianren Sword Qi rose out of the air and shot towards Ning Yujing.

Seeing that she was about to die, a majestic blood-red gluttonous shadow appeared, opened its mouth in the void, and swallowed all the thousands of sword energies.

A voice asked coldly: "Chu Youkuang, do you dare to touch my niece?"

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

A middle-aged figure with a black beard and robe appeared from the void.

The one-armed old man raised his eyes slightly, but there was a sword intent rising from his body. It was so fierce that it was like a thousand swords pressing down on the top of a mountain. His plain and confident words resounded throughout the world:

"Do you want to make gestures?"

"Humph!"

Yang Ding narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly, knowing that this trip to the secret realm was probably coming to an end.

With a pinch of five fingers, the blood-red Taotie shadow appeared again, opened its mouth in the void, and swallowed him and Ning Yujing.

The two disappeared from this world in the blink of an eye.

The one-armed old man had no intention of chasing him, but looked at Chu Xianyu, whose meaning was self-evident.

Chu Xianyu sighed deeply, her beautiful eyes twinkling: "It seems that you have not considered my feelings at all."

No matter how much she resisted, she had no choice.

This was the case when I first learned swordsmanship, and it is still the same now.

She shook her head and finally looked in the direction of Han Ye: "Han Ye."

"After you return to the sect, you must practice your sword well."

Even if Han Ye didn't understand anymore, he still realized that Chu Xianyu was leaving.

The Dragon Bird Sect still doesn't have enough weight in front of the Fuyao Chu family.

He smiled and nodded: "Miss Chu, don't worry, I will definitely do it."

"Goodbye by fate."

Chu Xianyu took one last deep look at him and rubbed the bronze mask on his face.

I threw him a storage ring.

Until the one-armed old man and Chu Xianyu left the secret realm together.

Han Ye opened the storage ring and found that there was only a white gauze inside.

The last thing was very simple. Han Ye witnessed many sect elders who entered the secret realm, entered the Golden Chan Secret Realm, suppressed all the escaped Demon Cult monks, and imprisoned them one by one.

The leader of Ziweitian was a middle-aged uncle with a shaggy beard. He looked very powerful and suppressed all the remaining demon cult monks.

The disciples in the Golden Cicada Secret Realm returned to the ground one after another. There were hundreds of them when they entered, but only less than 100 people came out alive, close to a hundred, with [-]% of them dead or injured.

Some of them were killed by underground beasts, others died in the struggle for treasures, and even more were killed by demon cult monks.

The undercover agents of the Demon Sect in each of the major sects were also found out. Among them, there were actually direct disciples of the inner sect disciples, and even some famous geniuses in the Dongtian force, who were all members of the Demon Sect.

Individual elders personally killed the undercover agents of the Demon Sect, cut off their heads, and threw the bodies into the jungle outside the secret realm, where they were beaten into bloody mud and fed to wild beasts.

Han Ye watched them deal with betrayers and lurkers, and he finally understood that even righteous monks would never be merciful to their enemies. Once discovered, they would kill without mercy.

A total of six of the fifteen disciples of the Dragon Bird Sect survived, namely Hua Yuchan, Liu Chengfeng, Chu Xianyu, Wang Daniu, and two true disciples. The others all died, Ning Yujing and Chu Xian They all wanted to leave, and in the end, there were only five people left in the team.

This time the Golden Cicada Secret Realm ended like this, but everyone who survived had their cultivation levels greatly increased and received many precious cultivation resources.

As long as these cultivation resources are refined, their cultivation level will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. After returning to the sect, they will soon become masters in the sect, and it will be a matter of personal transmission.

What's more, they are all geniuses among geniuses. Since they have passed such a dangerous test in the Golden Cicada Secret Realm, they will definitely receive key training from the sect in the future.

Under the escort of Elder Yu Linglong, Han Ye and others returned to the sect.

Wang Daniu obtained the qualifications of the inner sect and became an inner sect disciple. After Liu Chengfeng and Hua Yuchan returned to the sect, they were promoted to direct disciples not long after.

Ning Yujing's matter was reported to the top of the sect, and the headmaster also learned about it, and started a major rectification of the entire sect.

In the entire cave, Han Ye was finally left alone.

The cold cave seemed quite quiet. Junior sister Ning could not be heard laughing, and there was no need to worry about Chu Xianyu's sudden visit.

Han Ye began to practice in seclusion, preparing to refine the training resources obtained in the Golden Cicada Secret Realm to improve his cultivation.

Sitting cross-legged on the white jade bed in the quiet cave, Han Ye took out the space treasure bracelet and placed it on the ground in front of him.

Opening the jade box, rich spiritual energy and medicinal energy emitted from the box.

There are hundreds of three-leaf burning grass, each of which contains powerful medicinal properties. For monks in the Qi training realm, even refining just one plant can break through a realm. For foundation-building monks, the effect is also Not small, it can shorten half a year of hard training.

Before he left Fenquan Lake, he got a lot of benefits from the ancient water beast as a reward for him.

No matter what, he helped the other party avoid an unnecessary disaster.

Half a month later, Han Ye had refined fifteen three-leaf burning qi grass, his cultivation level had improved again, and the mana in the qi sea had reached six times its original value.

The body that has completed its foundation building process has been tempered twice more.

The improvement of cultivation is only second.

More importantly, Han Ye's physical fitness improved.

Now he can probably condense the golden elixir above rank six.

Han Ye held a huge ancient book one meter long and half a meter thick in his hands.

In the Middle Ages, all geniuses who were able to reach the Nine Transformations Golden Elixir were recorded in books. Even now, there are not many people who can break through to the Nine Transformations Golden Elixir.

It can be said that each of the more than 75 people recorded in books is more outstanding than the current heroes.

Therefore, if he wants to break through the Nine Transformations Golden Elixir, he has to continue to retreat.

(End of this chapter)