Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 226 Fish leaps over the dragon gate

After Lu Chen rescued the middle-aged monk who looked like Wang Jingxuan, he saw that he had difficulty with his wallet.

In order to avoid embarrassment and as I actually had things to do, I said goodbye to him in a hurry.

According to his previous plan, after returning home to see his parents, he would go to Yinfeng Valley to practice the art of body refining with the help of the strong wind.

Then find a way to get some spirit stones and take the Rongsheng Pill to break through to the late stage of fusion.

When Lu Chen arrived near Yinfeng Valley, he saw monks flying from the direction of Yinfeng Valley from time to time.

At the same time, many monks also flew towards Yinfeng Valley from other directions.

There were many powerful cultivators flying in the air. Seeing this, Lu Chen frowned slightly.

According to the description on the map jade slip, Yinfeng Valley is a barren land with very scarce resources. Logically speaking, there should be very few cultivators passing by such a place.

Lu Chen guessed that something must have happened in Yinfeng Valley that he was not aware of.

Then he replaced the flying boat with an ordinary magic sword, and flew towards the Yinfeng Valley in a low-key manner.

After flying for about another half an hour, a large dark cloud appeared in the sky ahead, and there were more monks coming and going around.

With doubts in his heart, Lu Chen continued to move forward.

About ten minutes later, the first thing we saw in the distant sky was a huge tornado.

Between the dark clouds above the tornado, there was a formation light curtain emitting golden light, standing in the sky like a huge door frame.

It forms a sharp contrast with the dark clouds, lightning and thunder all around, which is quite magical.

As the flying sword continued to approach, the scene he saw made Lu Chen shout in his heart:

"Oh my goodness! Why are there so many people? Is there some heaven-defying treasure that has appeared in the world? How can I practice my body then?"

Because the sky before my eyes was filled with people, densely packed from top to bottom, almost filling the entire sky.

"What kind of treasure can attract so many people to stop and watch?" Lu Chen said in shock as his sword briefly stopped in the air.

Then he found an opening in the low-altitude area and flew over with his sword.

The scene he saw made Lu Chen stunned. He saw a giant tornado with a diameter of at least 1,500 meters, connecting the ground to the sky.

It was spinning at high speed on the spot, with visible strong winds that made people feel terrified, and there was also a faint smell of blood in the air.

Looking around, the periphery of the tornado was full of people, standing in the air around the tornado like a human wall. It was estimated that there were at least 70,000 to 80,000 people.

Inside the high-altitude human wall, there were four square formations of monks, and in front of the square formations there were eight figures lined up in a row.

Because the distance was quite far and Lu Chen was in a low-altitude area, he could only see a bunch of black figures with his naked eyes.

From time to time, the monks could be heard talking among themselves. Some lamented the horror of the tornado, some sighed at the plight of hundreds of death row prisoners, some speculated on the fate of the eight people, etc.

These words left Lu Chen confused and at a loss as to what was going on.

So he curiously patted the shoulder of the monk next to him who seemed to be easy to talk to, and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Hehehe...Fellow Daoist, can you tell me what happened here? Why are there so many people here?"

"Are you blind! Can't you see for yourself... uh..." The cultivator who was suddenly patted on the shoulder by Lu Chen was startled and immediately turned around and said in an unpleasant tone.

When he found that he could not see the other party's cultivation level, his heart skipped a beat. He wondered how a senior cultivator could appear in the low-altitude area of ​​the Foundation Establishment Period. Wasn't this a lowering of his status?

Then, he showed a flattering smile and said, "Hehehe... I'm sorry, senior. I don't know why you are here. Please forgive me if I offended you just now."

"Hehehe... It's okay! Please tell me everything you know!"

Lu Chen didn't care about the other party's tone. After all, the other party was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage, so it was normal for him to have a little temper.

After the monk's narration, Lu Chen finally figured out the whole story.

No wonder I felt a faint smell of blood in the air just now. It turned out that hundreds of people died not long ago.

At the same time, he was also shocked by the horror of the tornado in front of him. Even though he really wanted to enter that new secret realm, he did not dare to joke with his own life.

At this time! Each of the eight monks in the sky drank a cup of farewell wine, and then crushed the cup.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he flew towards the tornado on his sword.

The cultivation levels of these eight people range from the initial stage of fusion to the great perfection of the golden elixir stage, with one person in each small level.

The cultivators watching the scene all guessed the actions of the seven major sects, especially the cultivators in the Fusion Stage and Golden Core Stage who were even more excited.

If this is successful, then they will all have the opportunity to enter the secret realm that has been sealed for tens of thousands of years.

You can imagine how rich the resources are, and it’s exciting to think about it.

However, when the eight monks flew their swords close to the tornado for about 2,000 meters, everyone suddenly felt themselves being pulled by a strong attraction.

His body instantly lost control and flew towards the tornado like a leaf in a strong wind.

Suddenly, there were several terrified roars from people.

Dai Zong and the monks in the formation behind him looked solemn upon seeing this, thinking that these eight people might be in great danger.

When the eight people were sucked into the tornado, another wave of blood mist spread out.

"Oh...it seems we all guessed wrong, and these people are throwing their lives away in vain again," similar voices of regret were heard from the crowd.

"Huh? No! Look! Three people are still alive, no, five... Hahaha... They succeeded!" Many of the monks who were watching pointed to the sky and said in surprise.

"Hahaha...it seems that tornadoes are really as the legend says, and they have a limit on the realm of cultivators.

If this is true, then we can also pass through that terrible tornado, but I don’t know if there is any danger on the other side of the portal.”

Some monks excitedly shared their ideas with the monks around them.

Dai Zong and the monks behind him finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that some people were still alive.

At this time, the remaining five monks were already flying their swords, approaching the golden portal, and their speed began to slow down.

It seems very difficult to swim upstream, just like a fish leaping over the dragon gate.

Just as they were about to escape the powerful attraction of the tornado and rush into the portal,

Suddenly, five people fell down again at a very fast speed, which scared tens of thousands of people, and they all stared at the sky nervously.

Lu Chen was also infected by the surrounding atmosphere. His heart was in his throat. He prayed in his heart that they must succeed so that he could also enter the secret realm.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the five people did not disappoint everyone. After sliding down for a distance, they desperately went upstream and advanced a little further.

Then, like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, after going through hardships, it broke free from its restraints and approached the portal little by little, and then successfully flew into the portal that was flashing with mysterious runes...