The sky was blue, and a black whirlwind suddenly rose from it. Outside the black wind was layered with golden light, rotating, jumping and moving, instantly passing by people...

The moment Sang Jue raised his eyes, his pupils shrank slightly. She seemed to see a pair of black and red wings stretching out in the air, covering the power of the sky and the sun. With a light blow, the entire space suddenly surged.

After a moment, strange beasts that live on ore appeared in the empty mines one after another and began to eat, and Sang Jue had long disappeared.

"Ahem."

Sang Jue was swept up by a surging black wind. It finally landed on the ground for a while. She couldn't help but cough. The breath of the black wind suffocated her and felt bad.

"One more, our people are almost the same." Someone was saying something, and a group of people were talking.

Sang Jue stood up immediately when she realized that she was in a dim hall, and in the cool light, she could see many monks standing here as if waiting for something.

What was waiting for was undoubtedly a simple bronze door about thirty feet high closed in front of the hall. The bronze door was simple in style. Except for some auspicious cloud patterns, there was no carving on the door, which was green all over and there was no mottled color, but it showed that it had gone through countless years and had been tempered through vicissitudes.

After looking around carefully, Sang Jue found that this place could not even be called a hall, but because apart from the confined bronze door in front of him and the mist lingering fog at the bottom of his feet, there was chaos around him, which was invisible and intangible.

They seemed to be standing in the lost land of the world, waiting for the opening of the gate to the ancient mysterious land.

Sang Jue swallowed a pill and restored her condition to her best. She felt bored. She obviously didn't want to go to the inheritance land but still wanted to go, and she always felt uncomfortable.

She didn't know any of the disciples around her, and of course, no one knew her, until the children of the Artifact Academy saw her and waved her to go over.

Li Jinzhi was standing with the disciples of the Li family, so she naturally saw Sang Jue and turned her head and didn't want to say hello.

Sang Jue vaguely felt that there was already a competition among the people, and that she would definitely be the first to attract suppression. For safety, she had to stand among others.

Weapon refining disciples are a good team. They need more inheritance and less trouble. The Sixth Academy representative team is indeed better than those of the top and family children.

Before the door opened, the monks had already united the crowd for a long time, and the relationships were intertwined, which made Sang Jue, the bystander, feel extremely scared.

The monks of the Li family were the first to find this place, but they found that the door here had to gather a thousand people to open, and even the last few people were thrown in.

No matter how I think about it, I feel disheartened. There are only a thousand people entering this secret realm, which means that everyone has the opportunity to enter. If they had known this, they might as well find more resources.

"Wait, if there must be a thousand people, what if any disciple dies accidentally?" The monk who had been waiting for a long time couldn't help but guess and was very upset.

"This should be done from other disciples at the entrance of the secret realm. I don't think the one coming from behind seems to have come in together."

“How much is still missing?”

"It's just one short."

The monks were anxious and nervous in front of the bronze gate. They didn't know what the world would be after the door opened and whether it would change their destiny.

Just wait for the last person to come.

Their hearts are as sharp as arrows, their steps are raised lightly, and they just wait for that moment to burst out and must not lose at the starting line.

Sang Jue simply sat down and started meditating. She was the one who wanted to save her life. But her heart could not calm down, as if the black wind blew into her heart, and the blood was surging, making people feel disgusting.

She opened her eyes and turned to see Li Jinzhi meditating, her pale face covered with sweat, and she seemed very uncomfortable.

"You're not feeling well?" Sang Jue couldn't help asking.

Li Jinzhi suddenly opened her eyes, as if she woke up from a nightmare. She glared at Sang Jue fiercely: "I saw Yuye calling me in the darkness. He couldn't get out, it was all your fault!"

Sang Jue touched his nose and stopped caring about her, and carefully sorted out his own gains.

The last person waited hard, and they didn't know the light of day in this unknown space.

The outside world has passed forty-nine days, and the Trial Secret Realm was opened for three months. However, on the 49th day, all other disciples were vomited out by the Secret Realm except the last person in the sect.

At that moment, bloody dark clouds suddenly appeared above the Tianxuan Immortal Sect. People in the Trial Secret Realm were thrown down like raindrops, which caused violent shock to the entire sect. All the disciples of Wanfeng, the Sixth Academy, focused their attention here.

Such a thing has never happened. As the head of the sect, Daojun Weishu immediately put down his things and summoned many elders and peak masters to save those disciples who were thrown out of the sky by the secret realm.

Weishu Daojun remembered that Sang Jue entered the 87th Gate. He waved his sleeves and rolled up to save the person who fell from the Gate, without Sang Jue.

Before he could frown, a black wind suddenly rose out of thin air, pulling the round-faced young monk closest to him into the secret realm.

Things happened so quickly that no one had time to react, as if the time and space at that moment were frozen, and it was a foregone conclusion when they knew it.

The round-faced cultivator who was captured was a disciple Yun Guanyue was optimistic about. Yun Guanyue was frightened: "What's going on? Cheng Cheng is not like this, right?"

The only trial portal entrance that still exists in the Trial Secret Realm is the 999th Road, which has gradually changed.

The blood clouds walking over the Immortal Sect suddenly disappeared into the remaining door. A ball of floating red yarn suddenly tightened, and suddenly became clear again in a blink of an eye, turning into an extremely thin red edge, surrounding a huge mirror. The picture appeared in the mirror was the figures of those disciples who were about to enter the land of inheritance.

At this time, as the last disciple arrived, he finally got together, and the closed bronze gate suddenly opened, as if he had opened the door of the heart that had been waiting for a long time. Thousands of monks rushed through the crack of the door.

They didn't know that their scene had been seen by everyone in the Immortal Sect. Sang Jue had no intention of squeezing, so she walked to the end.

At this time, the bronze door had not been fully opened. Sang Jue slowly stepped into the door that emitted the dazzling light. She suddenly remembered the destruction of her hometown when she was a child, and when she first started cultivating immortality, she stepped into the portal of the world.

She turned her head subconsciously and looked, and there was nothing.

When Wei Shu Daojun saw her, he was shocked. How could she be inside?

Finally, everyone was all together, but what was waiting for them was not the mysterious inheritance land, but another black giant gate.

It is about a hundred feet tall in the Jumen, and there are no sight at all. There are many blood-eyed dragons roaming on the door, which are terrifying, profound and mysterious.

Everyone was surprised, how could there be another door?

Suddenly, a strange laugh rang out.

"Dingdong, welcome to 1,001!"
Chapter completed!