Bai Mei said as she waved her hand, and a huge white auspicious cloud suddenly rose under everyone's feet. With the pinching of the magic tricks in his hand, everyone immediately rose into the air and roared towards Tan Mengze not far away.

Although Tan Mengze is vast and boundless, he has a very high road and a very fast escape speed. After flying for half a stick of incense, he vaguely saw a large area of ​​low mountains ahead.

Liang Yan stood on the white clouds and looked down. He saw that one of the mountains was crowded with people, as if there were many monks gathering. It seemed that they were the people who participated in the battle in Piaomiao Valley this time.

At this time, two rays of escape light roared from below, and in a blink of an eye, they came to everyone.

"Haha, fellow Baimei, fellow Taoist Mo Yun, are you the disciples you participated in this competition? I looked around and didn't see anyone who could fight?"

A slightly sarcastic voice came. Liang Yan turned his head and saw that the person who made the sound was a bald old man wearing a Confucian robe. Although this man had a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek and a vulgar face, he should be a real Jindan monk, judging from his speaking attitude with Bai Mei and others.

"Haha, Tuzi Wang! You came very early. Could it be that you are not confident in your disciples and come here to sharpen your guns in the face of battle?" Bai Mei rolled her eyes and fought back without showing any weakness.

The bald old man looked slightly angry and hummed out of his nostrils, saying, "Grinding the gun at the moment of battle? Humph, with your wise master, what level of disciple can you teach? Do we still need our people to sharpen the gun at the moment of battle?"

After hearing this, Bai Mei sneered and said, "Why, Wang Tuzi, it seems that she was not satisfied with the fight last time. You were deliberately trying to find an excuse to fight another match, right? Come on! What I like most about Bai Mei is to compete and fight!"

Seeing the two old men swearing their beards in the air, a soft voice interrupted: "Okay, OK, today is the battle between our two sects of Qi Refining disciples. You two each say less. There is no need to hurt the harmony as soon as they meet!"

The person who made the voice was a beautiful woman in the palace dress, with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. Her cloudy hairpins were tied up with an ebony hairpin, making her look elegant and outstanding. This woman stood side by side with Wang Bazi, and her beauty and uglyness were in a sharp contrast.

At this time, Mo Yan also spoke: "Fellow Daoist Yun said this well. Today's victory or defeat is better. Let's leave it to our disciples to fight for."

"Hmph!" The two old men snorted heavily at the same time, and stopped talking for the time being.

Seeing this, Mo Yan smiled helplessly, and activated the magic trick in his hand, leading all the disciples on the white cloud to the hill below.

Liang Yan followed everyone down. As soon as he hit the ground, he turned his head and looked forward. He saw a smooth and traceless mountain wall there, which was twisted and deformed like a mirage, giving people a sense of illusion.

"I guess that's the so-called entrance to the small secret realm!"

Liang Yan thought this way and looked at the monks of Piaomiao Valley under the mountain wall. After a moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he saw that the six people leading the monks stood in front of him, which were exactly the so-called "Piaomiao Six Heroes". Not only Hua Wuhuan, but also Lu Duxiu and others were among them, but there was also a person that he couldn't believe.

"Dugu Jiannan!"

Liang Yan stared at the person opposite, his face changed. He saw this person with his own eyes that he had already been killed by Sun Buer in Zhujian Pavilion. At this time, "Dugu Jiannan" appeared here again. He was almost certainly not himself!

"This Dugu Jiannan is not an ordinary person. He is both a core disciple of Piaomiao Valley and a direct disciple of the Dugu family. Sun Buer tried his best to design to trick him out of Yan State, and then take his body back. Now that "Dugu Jiannan" has been resurrected from the dead, it is probably all Sun Buer's masterpiece."

Thinking of his series of plans, Liang Yan vaguely felt that this person might have a huge plan in this secret realm.

"It seems that this secret realm will not be peaceful. In any case, get the dream celestialis first, and then slowly draw the rest. Humph! I want to see how muddy this pool of water is and how profitable it is!"

Liang Yan had made up his mind. After hiding himself in the crowd, Dugu Jiannan seemed not to notice him, and his eyes only looked at Yun Gang Wuzi in the front.

"Hey, why are there only forty-seven qi-refining disciples in Piaomiao Valley? Why are there three missing?" Old Taoist Mo Yun suddenly sent a voice to Bai Mei.

"Brother Mo Yun, have you discovered it too? Haha, these poor people, I don't know what Xiao Jiujiu is hitting!" Bai Mei's face remained unchanged, and she also sent a voice to Mo Yun.

"Now that the door is about to open, I can't control so many. Naturally, the more people there are, the more dominant they have. If they have three people missing, it's like cutting off one finger. What does it have to do with us?" Mo Yan replied secretly.

"Yes," Bai Mei nodded silently after hearing this, and didn't say anything more.

Everyone was silent and waited on the spot for a few hours. Suddenly, a loud noise was heard. Liang Yan looked up and saw a faint blue light lit up from the constantly twisting mountain wall, followed by a huge white gap splitting from it and extending to both sides.

At this time, two rays of escape light rose from one side of Piaomiao Valley to mid-air, and then a gentle voice came: "The time has come, please ask the two fellow Taoists of Yungang Sect to cast spells together!"

After hearing this, Mo Yun did not hesitate at all. They jumped into the air and each made a spell. Four beams of light of different colors shot straight towards the twisted mountain wall.

boom!

As the four Golden Pill monks cast spells, the gap became larger and larger, and finally formed a circular arch, but the white light inside was dazzling, and the scenery behind the door could not be seen clearly.

"The entrance has been opened, so you can enter quickly. Remember that after entering the door, the locations are randomly transmitted. The first thing you do is to confirm your position and safety!"

"There is another thing to remember: within one month, you must return, otherwise the entrance will be closed and you will have to wait another thirty years!"

Bai Mei and Mo Yun's cold voices came one after another, and the Qi-refining disciples of Yungang Sect nodded.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Several sounds of breaking through the air, one after another, and one after another jumped into the circular arch. Liang Yan stood there, and waited until the "Dugu Jiannan" entered the door first, then his figure flashed and he jumped into the arch.

"Young Master, have you seen it just now? That Liang Yan has also gone in!" A woman in green suddenly said behind Hua Wuhuan.

As soon as she finished speaking, another woman in red immediately said coquettishly in Su Mei's voice: "This kid humiliated our sisters in the inn last time. After you go in this time, you have to help the sisters decide!"

After hearing this, Hua Wuhuan smiled slightly, reached out to pinch the woman in red, and said with a smile: "Do you still know my character? You usually have no good ending if you dare to mess with me. This kid is only ranked 49th in Yungang Sect. If I meet him, I may not be able to get rid of him from now on!"

After hearing this, the two red and green girls all looked happy and bowed to him, saying, "I wish you a lucky star to shine and a great harvest in the secret realm! I also wish you good luck in the martial arts and prosperity and kill this thief as soon as possible!"

"Hahaha!"

The two beauties prayed for blessings, and Hua Wuhuan was full of ambition. After a blatant smile, she jumped into the arch.

As the two sects entered one after another, in the end, there was no Qi-refining junior outside the mountain wall, only four golden elixir monks including Bai Mei. They had already collected their skills, and at this time they sat cross-legged on a stone, looking at their eyes and their noses, and seemed unwilling to speak and communicate.

Not long after, three sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came, and three young men in blue landed on the ground and saluted to the two golden elixir monks in Piaomiao Valley:

"I am late for some reason, please forgive me!"

"Old Shi Chu, Old Bai Chu, Old Crazy Chu! Why are you three delaying? All the participating disciples have entered, but you are here at this time!" Wang Tuzi opened his eyes from the meditation and shouted fiercely.

"It was not because we were deliberately delaying, but because there was a small problem with our secret technique of joint attack. We went there temporarily before." One of the young men in blue seemed to want to speak but stopped.

"Okay, okay! Don't explain to me!" Wang Tuzi waved his hand, and at the same time he secretly sent a message: "Your secret technique of joint attack is an important trump card in this battle. Don't be exposed easily unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"Yes!" the three of them answered in unison.

"Okay, you guys go in!" Wang Tuzi waved his hand.

At this time, Bai Mei and Mo Yan also opened their eyes and turned their heads to look here. However, except for the exact same appearance, these three people were indeed all qi-refining cultivators who were just like fakes, and there was nothing suspicious about it. Moreover, the two sects agreed that they would enter fifty people, so they couldn't stop anything.

Brush!

As the last three figures broke through the air, all the Qi-refining cultivators who participated in the competition had entered the small secret realm.
Chapter completed!