Chapter 66 The Origin of the Secret Realm

The cold voice echoed slowly, and the face of the spirit of the secret realm suddenly became gloomy.

Ling Xian's words were cruel, causing a burst of anger in his heart, but he had to admit that Ling Xian was right. At the beginning, he did have a little selfishness and didn't want Ling Xian to walk out of the illusion alive, so he didn't inform him in advance. Instead, she deliberately guided her to make Ling Xian think that she had really returned to the outside world.

However, although he made a mistake first, as the spirit of the secret realm, as long as he is in the secret realm, he has a natural advantage, which is almost invincible. He was fearless, and the secret realm of Qingcheng only allowed the monks below the foundation period to enter, so he had always been high above, overlooking the world like a god.

However, at this moment, Ling Xian was so rudely accusing him. Where would he put his face? How can you not be angry?

"You are a mere 6th-level qi-refining ant, how dare you be arrogant to me?" The middle-aged man was furious and said coldly, "In this secret realm, I am the sky that looks down on everything, the god who looks down on the world, and the real dragon comes. It's too good to be coiled for me, when the tiger comes, you have to lie down for me, you are a mere ant, and you dare to say that you will destroy this place and destroy me, you are extremely arrogant, damn it!"

"It's not up to you to say whether you are arrogant or not, and it's not up to you to decide whether you live or die." Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "I think you are arrogant, but you dare to say that you are a god or a god, then Excuse me, is there a day when it is easily suppressed?"

"You are courting death!" The spirit of the secret realm burst into flames, and an extremely tyrannical momentum came out of the body.

"I want to see how strong you, the spirit of the secret realm, is."

Ling Xian showed a sneer, but did not defend herself, she just stood there, letting the majestic aura press on her.

This is just the momentum reflected by the cultivation base, not a real attack. In the fantasy world, he once sat on the cloud, and his cultivation base has reached half a step of Nascent Soul. He even felt the momentum of the real Nascent Soul stage. Retreat due to the momentum of the mere yellow-level secret spirit?

There are four levels of secret realms in the world. The lowest level, the spirit of the yellow level secret realm, is only comparable to human foundation-building monks, so Ling Xian is not afraid. Countless powerhouses have experienced the momentum, and the momentum of mere foundation-building monks will not let them. There was even a hint of timidity in his heart.

Of course, it only acts as a deterrent, not a real attack. If the spirit of the secret realm really makes a move, Ling Xian will probably only survive a few rounds, and he will be easily suppressed.

But does he dare to do it?

He didn't dare, when he thought of the horror of the legendary Emperor Pingran, the middle-aged man trembled unconsciously, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold and frightened.

He knew very well that the Great Emperor Pingran clearly favored the young man in front of him. The words before he left were telling him that he could be reckless, and he was also warning himself not to act rashly.

Therefore, the Spirit of the Secret Realm did not dare to do anything, even if he could easily kill Ling Xian, it would be quick for a while, but afterward, he would be easily beheaded by that terrifying woman.

"Why don't you do it? Could it be that you, the god who dominates everything, are afraid that I will not be a cultivator in the qi refining stage?" Ling Xian looked at the hesitant middle-aged man, put his left hand behind his back, and chuckled: "Do For the younger generation, in order to show respect for the predecessors, I will let you have one hand, if you still dare not do it, then I will let you have two hands?"

As he said that, he wanted to put his right hand behind his back. With such a calm and indifferent attitude, the middle-aged man was so angry that he could not wait to rush up immediately and tear the hateful boy in front of him into eight pieces and shred his body. Thousands of paragraphs.

As the spirit of the secret realm, he dominates everything in the secret realm. For the whole life in the secret realm, he is the sky above the sky. Even if the four eight-rank demons see him, they must be polite and respectful. , dare not have the slightest disobedience,

When have you been so humiliated?

Give me a hand first? Want me to have a second hand?

The spirit of the secret realm was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, I will go to your uncle, I can easily crush you with one finger, do you need it? If you have the ability, you can ask the Emperor Pingran not to take action, and I can let you fight for a day first!

The middle-aged man's complexion kept changing, from blue to white, and the killing intent in his heart was extremely strong, but he didn't dare to shoot at Ling Xian.

He was really scared, that was the legendary Emperor of Chaos, who could beat himself up to vomit blood with a wave of his hand, a supreme existence who could easily suppress, with her backing Ling Xian, how could the spirit of the secret realm dare to be arrogant?

After struggling for a long time, the middle-aged man finally made a decision, although his heart was full of unwillingness and helplessness, but because of the mighty power of the Great Emperor of Chaos, he had no choice but to nod his fate and sighed: "You won, say it, you want What compensation?"

"It's over if you are so acquainted with each other, why should you humiliate yourself?" The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised slightly.

For the middle-aged man in front of him, he has no pity at all. Although he got a lot of benefits from the illusion, he almost died in it. If the spirit of the secret has made it clear at the beginning, it will naturally be avoided. Risk, but the spirit of his secret realm deliberately guides Ling Xian, clearly wanting him to die inside.

How could Ling Xian let go of someone who is mean to him?

What's more, now that the Great Emperor of Peace and Chaos is behind him, he is even more reckless, and he must let the spirit of the secret realm bleed.

"Hey..." The middle-aged man's eyes were dim and his face was sullen, as if he was ten years old all of a sudden, and said: "Don't make fun of me with words, just say what compensation you want, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."

Ling Xian pondered for a while, thinking that the Great Emperor Ping Chao was backing him anyway, so the lion opened his mouth wide and spit out four words: "The source of the secret realm."

"what?"

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and he refused without hesitation: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Naturally, he would not agree. The source of the secret realm is the most precious essence in the secret realm. It supports the operation of the entire secret realm. It is also the fundamental reason why he is so powerful and has spiritual wisdom. , he will also be weakened by it.

It can be said that the source of the secret realm is equivalent to life, who will hand over their own life?

For monks, the realm of the secret realm is a great supplement. It contains the purest spiritual energy in the world. If it is absorbed by monks, it can quickly improve the cultivation base without any side effects. It is the dream of countless cultivation bases. treasure.

Therefore, Ling Xian will be surprised to ask for the source of the secret realm. He roughly calculated that if he absorbs the source of the secret realm, his cultivation will definitely have a qualitative leap.

"Now it's up to you to be the master, and I don't want too much, 10%, as long as 10% is the source of the secret realm, this matter will be over. In the future, you will walk on your Yangguan Road, and I will walk on my single-plank bridge. Ling Xian looked at the middle-aged man playfully and said with a chuckle, "If you don't agree, then I'll give you two hands, and let Emperor Pingran be the notary. Let's have a duel, whoever loses will die."

Ling Xian deliberately emphasized the words 'the Great Emperor of Peace and Chaos', reminding the spirit of the secret realm not to forget who his backer was, and he also believed that because of the great power of the great emperor of chaos, the spirit of the secret realm would definitely commit the crime, dare not refuse.

As expected, the middle-aged man shuddered when he heard the words "Pingran the Great Emperor" and cursed in his heart: "I'll go to your uncle, if you have the ability, don't let her out, I slapped her with a slap in the face. kill you!"

However, he never dared to say these words, so he could only vent his anger in his heart and curse Ling Xian.

"How, are you obediently handing over the source of the secret realm, or are you coming to a duel between men?" Ling Xian frowned, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "It's just the source of the secret realm, and I don't care about you. What a huge loss, the dignified spirit of the secret realm is so stingy and not at all happy."

mean?

The middle-aged man wants to cry but has no tears. If he becomes the source of the secret realm, it is equivalent to reducing the secret realm by one-tenth, and his strength also loses one-tenth. More importantly, this essence must go through at least hundreds of times. It will take years for it to be reborn, so of course he is reluctant to give it to Ling Xian.

But no matter how reluctant he is, he has to be willing. He can see it clearly. If he doesn't send out the source of the secret realm, I am afraid that the young man in front of him will not give up.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, the spirit of the secret realm made up his mind and decided to give away 10% of the source of the secret realm to save his own life. Neither owe each other.”

As he said, he waved his sleeves, and a cloud of gray gas appeared in the void, exuding abundant and pure aura, which was refreshing and comfortable.

"You can rest assured, today's affairs are over, I will never make it difficult for you again." Ling Xian grinned, looking at the hazy gas, with a satisfied smile.

This is the source of the secret realm, the most precious essence of the entire secret realm, the coveted treasure of countless monks, which can quickly improve the cultivation base without any side effects. It is a rare fetish in the world.

"It's the best." The Priest of the Secret Realm breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll leave." Ling Xian was satisfied, and with a wave of his hand, the source of the secret realm flew into the storage bag, and then looked at the frowning middle-aged man, sarcastically: "By the way, if you want to plot against me in the future, Remember to prepare more for the source of the secret realm."

The middle-aged man was instantly angry, but then he shook his head helplessly, and said, "Let's go quickly, I'll save you from being upset when I see you."

"Haha, I'll say goodbye now." Ling Xian laughed loudly, and then his figure slowly faded into the Nine Immortals Picture.

The spirit of the secret realm looked at the incredible scene in front of him, his eyes were full of shock, you must know that he is the master of the entire secret realm, and he can disappear silently under his eyelids, even he can't even notice the slightest breath, How insane is this?

"This kid is really amazing, he first provoked the monsters in the entire secret realm, and then forced me to hand over the source of the secret realm." The middle-aged man sighed softly, the boulder in his heart finally fell to the ground, and said to himself: "This Damn little evil star, it can be regarded as gone, and my life can finally return to its former stability."