Chapter 822 Gap

The opening time of the Evil Swamp Secret Realm lasts for a month.

However, just a few hours have passed.

The black hole in the center of the vortex suddenly lit up with a dazzling green light.

When the green light dissipated, a female cultivator from the Xuanyin Cult in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir appeared in the sky above the black hole.

This woman had extremely serious injuries.

According to what she said, she was really unlucky. After entering the secret realm, he was randomly teleported to the lair of a group of monsters, and was immediately besieged by several third-level monsters.

Fortunately, the ones attacking her were turtle monsters with relatively weak attack power and speed, giving her a chance to escape.

In the secret realm of Evil Swamp, there are dangers everywhere. The woman was seriously injured and did not dare to stay, so she was forced to withdraw from the secret realm.

Next, monks came out of the secret realm one after another for various reasons.

On the tenth day, the black hole glowed blue for the fourth time.

This time, there were two people coming out.

It was Song Wen's subordinates, Xin Bai and Liu Qi.

Both men were seriously injured.

Liu Qi is even missing an arm.

"How could you be so injured? Have you found Qiming Zhi?"

Song Wen's voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

They raised their heads and looked at Song Wen standing on the bow of the spacecraft, then flew up and boarded the spacecraft.

"My subordinates are incompetent and failed to bring out a Seven-Life Zhizhi plant because they failed to trust the leader." The two of them looked ashamed and lowered their heads.

"Not a single one!" Song Wen's face turned cold.

"This is for the leader." Xin Bai hurriedly explained, "It's not that the two subordinates didn't work hard. We had already obtained two seven-life Ganoderma lucidum, but they were snatched away by Chang Yin. Not only did she snatch our storage ring, she was seriously injured. Killed both of us; and forced us to crawl out of the secret place like dogs."

Xin Bai and Liu Qi both had deep reluctance and sadness on their faces.

"Oh? Chang Yin actually humiliated you like this?"

Song Wen raised his eyebrows, and the gloom on his face gradually dissipated.

As long as you have Qi Mingzhi, it doesn't matter who brings it out of the secret realm.

"You two go to heal your wounds." Song Wen said.

"Thank you, Master."

After Xin Bai and Liu Qi saluted, they began to meditate to heal their injuries.

On the Xuanyin Sect's spaceship not far away, You'e raised her eyes, glanced at Song and Wen on the other side's spaceship, and then continued to practice with her eyes closed.

She listened to the conversation between Song and Wen just now, word for word, but had no reaction.

Three days later.

Chang Yin led two Xuanyin Sect Jindan monks out of the secret realm.

She flew straight to the Shura Cult's spaceship.

"Senior Yin Shuo, may I ask if the two fellow Taoists from your sect have returned from the secret realm?" Chang Yin had a look of pride on her face that could not be concealed.

Song Wen walked out of the spaceship. "Little friend Chang Yin, why do you ask questions knowingly?"

Chang Yin said, "In this case, please let me fulfill my bet."

Song Wendao said, "I wonder how many Qimingzhi plants my little friend got in total?"

"Five plants, and each one has a medicinal age of more than three hundred years." Chang Yin said.

While talking, five jade boxes appeared in front of Chang Yin.

The jade boxes all opened automatically, each containing a palm-sized purple Ganoderma lucidum.

Seeing this, Song Wen's face was filled with a smile.

"My little friend won the bet."

Song Wen thought, and a hundred high-grade spiritual stones appeared in front of him.

"This is the gambling money you and I agreed on."

Chang Yin looked at Song Wen's hundreds of spirit stones that were slowly flying over, and a touch of unconcealable arrogance quietly crept up her eyebrows.

Even though the other party is a Nascent Soul cultivator and the leader of a religion, he still has to treat her with courtesy.

The reason why she took the initiative to provoke Song Wen was:

The Xuanyin Sect has become the leading behemoth in the demon world. The Jiugong Sect, which used to be one of the four major demon sects along with it, now has to curb its edge and keep a low profile for fear of provoking the Xuanyin Sect and being destroyed.

The Jiugong Sect has all given up on this trip to the secret realm of the Evil Swamp, but the Shura Sect, a newly established sect, has participated.

This made Chang Yin very dissatisfied.

As a direct disciple of Gui Ni, she considers herself responsible for safeguarding the interests of the Xuanyin Sect.

She relied on the Xuanyin Sect, the presence of You'e, and her own strength to have the courage to challenge Song Wen, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Chang Yin put away hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones and said loudly.

"Senior Yin Shuo, you really keep your word. I say goodbye, junior."

After saying that, Chang Yin was about to turn around and return to the Xuanyin Sect's spaceship.

"Little friend Chang, wait a minute." Song Wen suddenly stopped him.

"Senior Yin Shuo, what are your orders?" Chang Yin asked.

Song Wendao said, "Although the bet between you and me has been completed, there is still one matter that remains unresolved."

"What's the matter?" Chang Yin asked.

"You humiliated my subordinates in the secret realm, should you give me an explanation?" Song Wen said.

Chang Yin was slightly startled.

She instantly understood that Song Wen was trying to cause trouble for her.

However, Chang Yin didn't have too many worries in her heart.

"Senior Yin Shuo, when exploring the secret realm, everyone has to rely on their own abilities. For the sake of senior, I have already let the two Taoist friends from Guizong live. At the moment, senior still has to ask the junior for an explanation. Should he bully the younger with the big one? Suspicion?"

"Using the big to bully the small?" Song Wen's face was filled with a smile, "Isn't it that we, the monks, practice to strengthen our bodies and be superior to all things?"

When Chang Yin heard this, her heart suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of crisis swept over her predecessor instantly.

"Yin Shuo, my master is a ghost. If you dare to hurt me at all, my master will definitely wash away the entire Shura Sect with blood!"

The smile on Song Wen's face became brighter and brighter.

"Bloodbath my Shura Sect? He has to be a ghost to do it."

Chang Yin knew in her heart that Song Wen was determined to attack her.

She raised her hand and waved, and a black mourning flag suddenly floated in front of her.

A stream of Yin Qi surged out from the mourning flag, and the Yin Qi rolled around Chang Yin. Her body suddenly turned into a black light and shot toward the Xuanyin Sect's spaceship.

Chang Yin's speed is so fast that it is almost as fast as the early Yuanying monks.

"The Ghost Flag?"

Song Wen whispered to himself.

He once obtained the method of refining the Yinhun Banner and successfully refined it.

However, the ghost flag he refined has limited power and basically serves as a shelter for his ghosts.

This is mainly because the Kung Fu he majors in is not Ghost Dao Kung Fu, and the resources invested are limited.

"Thunder comes to the world!"

As Song Wen uttered a soft voice, dark clouds suddenly covered the sky in a radius of a hundred miles.

Streams of thunder broke through the dark clouds and came out.

In an instant, the land with a radius of hundreds of miles was flooded by thunder, leaving Chang Yin with nowhere to hide.

Heavenly Thunder Comes to the World is a fourth-level thunder spell. Although it seems powerful, it is actually a range attack with limited damage. It does not pose much of a threat to Nascent Soul monks, but it is more than enough to deal with ghost monks at the peak of the Golden Core. .

Chang Yin looked at the thunder pouring down around him. There was no trace of the previous arrogance, and there was only endless fear in his eyes.

The various ghost methods she relied on were as ridiculous as the moon in the mirror in front of the thunder in the sky.