Chapter 461: Living Beings Gather, Divine Bones Appear

"What? The thunder in that restricted area disappeared, and even the Tianhe River stopped flowing?!"

Everyone in the secret realm was deeply shocked after hearing the news.

As we all know, there are many restricted areas in the Tianjue Secret Realm. No matter whether it is the cultivators from the outside world or the creatures in the secret realm, they dare not stop easily.

This long-lasting minefield and the endless and rushing Tianhe River together form an ancient restricted area.

Especially the Lost Paradise in the deepest part is the core of the restricted area. Since the secret realm appeared, no one has ever set foot in it, let alone know the secrets in it.

And now, some unknown changes seem to have occurred in the deepest part, causing this roaring terrifying thunder area to disappear, and even the Tianhe River containing the terrifying curse power has stopped flowing.

"The Tianhe River is cut off, and the most terrifying curse power has also disappeared. For us, this may be an opportunity that has never been seen in the ages." A young man in the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm said, with a gloomy look, looking at the misty restricted area.

"Yes, this restricted area has never been easily penetrated by a cultivator. There are countless spiritual medicines growing there. Not to mention that they are everywhere, there are definitely many royal and imperial spiritual medicines." An old man who was a casual cultivator of the sixth level of the True Spirit Realm was excited, and several of his fellows beside him were also interested.

At this time, an old monster rushed into the restricted area with a sneer on his lips. His eyes flickered, and occasionally a trace of contempt appeared.

These people are just a group of casual cultivators, so they have such short-sightedness and have no idea of ​​the significance of the disappearance of the Tianhe River.

There are many strong people who think the same as this old monster in the True Spirit Realm, and they all go to the depths of the restricted area.

In addition to the cultivators, there are many creatures in the secret realm. They have heard the legend of the Lost Paradise and are even more yearning for it, so they all set off.

A huge lake, with spiritual energy steaming and silver-white lake water. Many giant pythons swim in the lake, shining brightly, absorbing the essence of spiritual energy.

This is the Biyue Lake. The entire lake is transformed by spiritual power. The surrounding area is also full of spiritual energy and contains endless essence. Practicing here can increase the speed several times.

On the lakeside, you can vaguely see many corpses and even bloodstains. Suddenly, a huge beast with many tentacles suddenly drilled its head out of the lake.

This beast is the beast that was rumored to be popular a few days ago. It is one of the great beasts that surpass the true spirit realm in the secret realm.

No cultivator knows how powerful it is. However, the other party’s powerful strength can easily crush the strong men on the top 100 list, which is enough to show the horror of the great beast.

On the huge head of the Ten Thousand Heads Beast, there is a ‘mini’ small beast standing in a daze. Its pair of green eyes are rolling around, and it looks around curiously, as if it is a little confused about its sudden appearance here.

In fact, the reason why this small beast is small is that it is relative to the huge body of the Ten Thousand Heads Beast. Compared with other giant pythons in the Biyue Lake, this beast is undoubtedly a huge monster, with nine heads standing tall, and the black scales on them are like sharp giant blades, exuding a unique power.

"Father, I slept well, why did you call me out?" The nine-headed dragon said somewhat dissatisfied.

"My son, something happened in the Lost Paradise, you help me to see what happened." The Ten Thousand Heads Beast smiled, ignoring the dissatisfaction in the Nine Heads Beast's tone.

If there were cultivators here, they would be shocked. The Ten Thousand Heads Beast gave people a sense of indifference, bloodthirsty, powerful and mysterious, but now it actually showed a smile like an old father.

"No, no, I have only lived for a few hundred years, and I don't want to die so early." The Nine Heads Dragon shook his head quickly.

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Demon Valley, a mysterious and terrifying restricted area, has been approached by few other creatures for so many years. The cultivators from the outside world who mistakenly enter this place will also destroy themselves.

In the old place, there are many broken walls and ruins, all of which are collapsed palaces. It can be vaguely seen that it was prosperous in the past, but it is unknown what kind of changes it has experienced to become a ruin.

Although it is a ruin, it does not mean that there is no life here. On the contrary, on those collapsed walls, there are dense large webs interwoven, on which are crawling terrible spiders, which are gloomy and terrifying.

These huge spiders are either gray, black, blood red, or colorful... There are many kinds and huge scales.

Following the eyes in the depths of the ruins, pointing directly to the deepest part of the Demon Valley, there is a majestic cave with a hazy halo. It is said that it is the core of the Demon Valley and the most important place here. No creature is allowed to step into it, otherwise they will be killed.

Even the noble blood red devil spider or five-colored devil spider had to report if they wanted to approach, otherwise they would suffer a disaster.

At this time, a brilliant road appeared from the cave, which was constructed by spider webs as thin as hair.

A golden devil spider walked out of it, stepped on the road, and headed towards the ruins of the lost paradise.

At this time, the secret realm seemed to have fallen into silence all of a sudden. Many cultivators and creatures in the secret realm stopped fighting and rushed to the same place.

Of course, this kind of fighting was just a shift in place, gathering towards the same place.

On this day, the periphery of the lost paradise was overcrowded, and all kinds of creatures gathered, even the descendants of the great evils rushed there.

"That is the retired old patriarch of the Murong family of Xiling Mansion. It is said that he has already reached the extreme of the true spirit realm. He unexpectedly appeared."

"What's that? Look over there. The elders of the top sects such as Tianxing Mountain and Fire God Temple, as well as the Tianjiao disciples, are at the top of the secret realm. No one dares to provoke them."

"Compared to the cultivators, the strangest thing is that there are so many powerful beasts in the secret realm. Some of them are as powerful as the great beasts in the restricted area. If it weren't for the fact that the real great beasts can't leave the restricted area where they live, I would have thought that the real great beasts had come."

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At a glance, it was a dark mass of people. In addition to the cultivators, there were many creatures. This grand occasion was the first time to see it since the Tianjue Secret Realm was opened a year ago.

What was shocking was that the cultivators from the outside world and the indigenous creatures in the secret realm met, and at this time, there was a situation of no offense and no conflict.

In normal times, or in other places, whenever the cultivators met the indigenous creatures in the secret realm, there would be a fierce fight.

As the Heavenly River was completely cut off, the curse power that enveloped this place gradually receded, and the divine soil had long been imprisoned in the cave by Lu Yun, and the terrifying thunder had completely disappeared.

However, the curse power in the Heavenly River was the most frightening. If it had not been confirmed that it had completely disappeared, these cultivators and creatures would not dare to go deep into it for the time being, and would only dare to lie in wait on the periphery.

And those Tianjiao who relied on their strong physical bodies and the cultivators who had treasures on their bodies all fought against the curse power and moved forward.

Compared with the past, the curse power that still remained in the world has been extremely thin, and it still poses a great threat to those cultivators whose physical bodies are decaying and whose blood is exhausted and weak.

So, on the periphery of this lost paradise, such a strange scene was formed. Those True Spirit Realm masters who seemed to have high cultivation and powerful strength looked at the foggy and purple-filled place in the depths with lingering fear, and stopped and dared not move forward.

However, those young cultivators who seemed to be at a low level, only at the second or third level of the True Spirit, were walking towards the depths with dragons and tigers.

For this scene, those cultivators with strong cultivation were naturally unwilling. They had waited for hundreds of years for the secret realm to open, and came here to find treasures and opportunities to break through the realm. Now they finally waited for the Lost Paradise to have an accident, and they were unwilling to watch others take the lead.

Fighting for opportunities, one step slow, every step slow, and finally missed the opportunity.

Among them, several casual cultivators at the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm were unwilling to follow.

Soon, strange lines appeared on their faces. As they went deeper, these lines became more and more, and even extended to the neck.

Then, severe pain came, spreading throughout the soul and even the bone marrow. They realized the danger and wanted to do something to solve it.

However, this is the power of the curse, a forbidden power that makes all cultivators and indigenous creatures tremble. Those who are contaminated rarely survive.

There is no doubt that these monks could not resist the erosion of the curse power and eventually fell.

"You really overestimate your own abilities." The strong men from the sect laughed coldly when they saw this scene.

"Here he comes, the real genius has appeared." People exclaimed, and involuntarily made way for the newcomer.

Fang Xiu was bathed in thunder and came with the steps of a dragon and a tiger. He was slender and strong, with thick black hair dancing in the wind, and his eyes were misty, as if there were lightning flashes.

He walked step by step, like the arrival of the Thunder God, with a momentum that looked down on the world, and the breath he exuded also made many old-generation strong men tremble with fear.

Danger, extremely dangerous.

Many creatures among the natives in the secret realm have keen senses. After seeing Fang Xiu, they all felt extremely uneasy, especially from the other's eyes, as if they saw a terrifying world of thunder.

After Fang Xiu, another group of Tianjiao arrived. Without any hesitation, they stepped into the depths of the Lost Paradise.

In the distance, roaring and shining with golden light, a huge golden demon spider appeared. Behind it, many demon spiders followed, each of which exuded a powerful aura.

"Even the descendants of the one in the Demon Valley are here." A beast with a terrifying aura said in a muffled voice among the indigenous creatures.

Five-colored divine light streaked across the sky, and several huge birds spread their wings and hit the sky, hovering in the air, spreading brilliant light.

On the other side, the nine-headed dragon also arrived slowly, with a terrifying aura, and the eyes were shining with brilliance, completely without the cuteness at the Blue Moon Lake.

The descendants of these great evils are aiming directly at the Lost Paradise.

Lu Yun and Han Zhong, who caused all this, did not know that because of the two of them, this restricted area lost its effectiveness and allowed more cultivators and creatures to gather.

The battlefield fluctuated violently, and the two were still fighting fiercely, and the aftermath shook the sky.

The purple light of thunder shone in Lu Yun's palm, and the mist was hazy, as if a large purple cloud appeared, making the entire battlefield hazy.

His demon wings spread, and his speed and explosive power reached the extreme. His body turned into a powerful Taoist soldier, and his aura was frighteningly strong.

Han Zhong shouted softly, and also rushed over at a very fast speed, his battle clothes covered his body, and the divine mist soared into the sky. There was a powerful magical power brewing in his palm, and he fought against Lu Yun.

In terms of magical power and physical body, he was not as good as Lu Yun for the time being. In such a confrontation, he would naturally fall into a disadvantage soon, but he attracted the Tianhe in time and forced Lu Yun, who was getting more and more courageous, to retreat.

There was no way. Even with Lu Yun's strength, he had to temporarily avoid the edge of the Tianhe.

Fortunately, the opponent seemed unable to control the Tianhe as he wished, just like he himself could not control the Shentu, and could only choose to detain it.

"Give me some face and retreat now, how about that?" After a long battle, Han Zhong was defeated and gradually fell behind. Even using the trump card of Tianhe could not reverse the situation. This made Han Zhong completely put away his contempt and prepared to put down his attitude and communicate with Lu Yun again.

"Sorry, your face is worthless to me."

Lu Yun's eyes were cold. He stepped on the ground with his feet, and the ground shook. The void was trembling. Endless thunder could be seen spreading from his feet. Countless trees appeared, exuding vigorous vitality.

On the trees, terrifying thunder was growing and spreading. Soon, this area was completely transformed into a thunder area.

Han Zhong saw this scene, frowned, and condensed into a "chuan" character.

"This person not only cultivated a powerful holy body, but also mastered such a powerful thunder magic. Who is this genius? I have never heard of him."

At this moment, Lu Yun soared into the air, and the thunder forest on the ground grew rapidly, turning into a towering giant tree, blocking this area.

Then, countless thunderbolts turned into thousands of thunderbolt weapons, piercing down from the sky, like a river pouring down from the sky, with an extremely spectacular momentum.

Han Zhong's black hair was loose, his eyes were cold, and he rose directly into the sky, and the whole person turned into a Kunpeng and rushed into the sky.

In this duel, purple light and red clouds bloomed at the same time, waves rose and fell, and the world was silent.

Lu Yun stepped into the air and stomped the severely injured Kunpeng to pieces with one foot, making a dull sound, and Han Zhong's figure fell heavily.

He followed closely, and with every step he took, golden lotuses grew, the air exploded, and his own momentum increased dramatically.

After taking seven steps in succession, the void had been shaken violently, buzzing and trembling, and the sky was full of thunder, as if the world was destroyed.

Even though he was confident that he had the Shenxi battle suit to protect him, Han Zhong's face changed drastically when he saw Lu Yun's might. He knew clearly that if he took this blow, even with the battle suit on, he would be blown up.

He could no longer endure this situation. With a low roar, purple light shone from his chest, like an ancient Kunpeng reviving. With a bang, a dazzling ball of light burst out and rushed into the sky.

At the same time, after Lu Yun took the last step, a fierce thunder broke out between heaven and earth, and purple mist filled the air, drowning everything.