After more than ten breaths, the medicine that was constantly squeezed by Lu Xuan finally gradually revealed its figure.

It is almost invisible and colorless, and it appears translucent in a narrow space, like a footless soft bug, flowing around like a liquid, trying to find an opportunity to break out of the giant net.

Despite the difficulties, it still tightly wraps the fourth-grade Xuanyin Pill, which shows how hard and simple it has been.

"Follow me and take you out, let you suck the pill enough."

Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness conveyed the idea of ​​"to the medicine".

After the spiritual plant matures, elixir rewards are often prescribed in the light ball, so he does not have to worry about not being able to give medicine to a good living environment.

At the same time, he has absorbed two pill recipes: Peiyuan Pill and Yunling Pill. The sect’s spiritual fields also planted the Tibetan Yuan grass that refines the foundation-building pill. It can be foreseen that there will be rewards for the foundation-building pill recipe.

Yao Xi did not respond to Lu Xuan's invitation at all. Lu Xuan had no choice but to seal it with the white bone demon puppet and wait until he had free time before subduing it.

Putting the medicine and the white bone demon puppet into the glutinous insect sac, Lu Xuan took a deep breath, and the faint fragrance of medicine lingering in the pill room disappeared, replaced by a decayed aura that had been generated over many years.

He left the pill and rushed to the center of the palace.

You can feel the violent spiritual fluctuations inside from afar.

Lu Xuan suddenly stopped and looked at a corpse lying on the ground with a serious expression.

The lower body of the corpse on the ground disappeared, and the only remaining upper body was completely dead, leaving only an empty body, I don’t know what I had experienced before my death.

"The mortality rate in this secret realm is a bit high."

Lu Xuan sighed secretly that since he entered the secret realm, he had discovered or personally solved it. At least six foundation-building cultivators fell here, causing Lu Xuan, who had not experienced many explorations in the secret realm, to fluctuate his mood.

"Well, three of them were taken by me..."

Thinking of this, he calmed down.

"With my current cultivation level and various rare treasures, I should be worried about other monks."

"I've come here, I have to go in and take a look, but I need to hide my identity."

He was about to enter the center of the secret realm and compete with other foundation-building monks for opportunities. Lu Xuan decided to hide it and not expose his true cultivation level to everyone for the time being.

Thinking of this, he took out the fourth-grade strange face from the storage bag.

The light gray mask is as thin as a cicada's wings. When worn on the face, it seems to be covered with a thin layer of skin. The patterns on the mask are constantly changing. Lu Xuan thought about it and instantly became an ordinary-looking young monk.

The aura is maintained in the early stage of foundation building, and the bones are slightly raised to avoid being recognized by familiar people such as Shi Zhong.

His appearance, aura and figure have undergone great changes, and Lu Xuan has become a brand new monk.

Half a moment later, he followed the fluctuations of spiritual power and came to a jade house at the top of the palace.

The whole body of the jade house is made of warm green jade. A huge jade pond is dug out at the center. The outside of the jade pond is covered with layers of bans. Seven monks are constantly attacking the surface of the ban, causing a frenzy of spiritual energy.

"This is a place where the evil spirits are."

Lu Xuan pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a helpless smile.

Wearing a strange face has no effect on him at present, and even his vivid and detailed expressions can be expressed very well.

At this moment, he felt that the muscles on his neck were almost frozen.

The shady breath from Wugui jade continued to come, warning Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan glanced casually, and the seven monks surrounding the Yuchi immediately came to his eyes.

Among the seven people, one hunchbacked old man had the strongest spiritual power and had the cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building.

The towering hump peaks on the back were rising one after another, and strange whistles came from time to time. Occasionally, small gray and black hands and feet were exposed from the back of the neck, and they were quickly pulled back by something.

He showed the highest cultivation level on the field and occupied the most ideal position.

There was also a blood-robed monk on the edge of the jade pond. There were countless dark red evil insects on the blood-red robe, which were crowded together and wriggling, as if lightning would strike out of the robe at any time.

When Lu Xuan saw the monk in the blood robe, his pupils shrank slightly.

He was very familiar with the dark red evil insect on the monk's body. It was the blood-coagulated Yin worm that invaded Kongming Island not long ago. He also solved a blood-coagulated Yin worm king at that time. Both of them were considered to have formed a big beam.

"I didn't expect that the evil cultivator behind the scenes also came to take this muddy water."

At that time, the evil insect king had the strength that was not weaker than the early stage of foundation building. The blood-robed monk who raised evil insects behind the scenes had the strength of his cultivation.

There is also a short monk wearing a loose robe, which is only at the height of a normal waist.

When his eyes were fixed on him, the shady atmosphere from Wugui jade was once again richer, and on some level it also represented the terrifying power of its power.

When Lu Xuan first arrived at the periphery of the Secret Realm, he saw a burly middle-aged monk.

The monk turned into a giant with half a foot, and his muscles were tangled. During his breathing, two hot white air currents gushed out from his nostrils, which showed the strength of his body.

In addition, there was also an elegant scholar who was carrying a two-foot-long golden brush in his hand. The spiritual power of the pen body surged, and he could see his extraordinaryness at a glance.

He also saw two familiar figures.

Shi Zhong and Zhou Bingyu stood closely together.

Shi Zhong was holding a dark brass mirror in his hand, and various strange insects and beasts were painted along the edge of the bronze mirror, and a silver-white sword ball was floating in front of Zhou Bingyu. Countless sword auras were sucking and spitting out, causing them to not be tempted.

Among the seven people, only two of them were in the early stage of foundation building cultivation, but the remaining few people present dared not underestimate them at all.

Both of them are disciples of the sect, with endless treasures on them and various powerful inheritances. Maybe they master some kind of secret technique that can kill cultivators in the middle and even late stages of foundation building, or have one or two protective treasures given by elders.

The other early-stage monks who attempted to enter these people had either been easily solved or had self-knowledge, and knew that their chances were too slim, and they voluntarily withdrew before life and death pressure.

As soon as Lu Xuan showed up, he attracted the attention of seven people.

"There are people who come to die again, and my baby bugs are almost over."

The blood-robed monk noticed Lu Xuan's early stage cultivation of foundation building after disguising, and laughed sinisterly.

The blood-red robe on his body was automatically windless, and the blood-coagulated Yin worm inside seemed to have accelerated a little.

The hunchbacked old man in front looked at Lu Xuan coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person. A blue-black infant ghost wrapped in yin energy suddenly emerged from his back, and smiled at Lu Xuan with a creeping smile.

The other few people didn't say anything. After glanced at it, they turned their attention back to the ban in front of them.

Since you have chosen to enter this place, it is useless to say more and you will be at your own risk.

Lu Xuan ignored the blood-robed monks and others and looked inside the jade pool.
Chapter completed!