I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world

"correct."

Chen Yuan thought of the three random entries he had just received and hesitated: "How are the levels of entries distinguished?"

"Let's do this"

Feilong nodded solemnly: "The levels of entries from low to high are white, green, yellow, blue, purple, and above are red, gold, pink, and colorful."

"Nine levels in total."

"It implies the meaning of heaven."

"All monks can only obtain a random entry when they make a major breakthrough in their realm, and the level of this random entry is closely related to their own cultivation realm."

"The higher your cultivation level, the higher the level of randomly obtained entries."

"For example, during the Qi Refining Period, although in theory there is a probability of randomly getting a colorful entry, the actual probability is pitifully low. It may take ten thousand years for someone to be so lucky."

"But if you have already passed through the tribulation period, the probability of randomly getting a colorful entry when you break through the realm of cultivation will be much higher."

"These nine levels are all levels of the entry."

Fei Long paused for a moment, looked up at the black light above his head that began to slowly dissipate, and continued: "In addition, there are some special level entries, such as gray entries. Gray entries are not among these nine. There is no way to rank within the level.”

"Gray entries are often a kind of entry that has extremely powerful effects, but also extremely serious disadvantages."

“If by chance a gray entry is randomly found, it’s hard to say whether it’s a blessing or a curse.”

"It depends on fate."

Chen Yuan nodded and said nothing. To be honest, the two gray entries just now are indeed very effective. It would also be good if it was given to some specific groups of people, such as ordinary mortals who have no dream of cultivating immortals, to give away 500 years of life for free.

It's just a bit torture, watching my relatives and friends leave one by one.

The second "King of Hell's Decree" can be regarded as extending the life of some monks who are about to die by one year, and they can be unscrupulous during this year, or the Supreme Elder of the sect can do anything for the sect during this year. Burn as much as you can and make a contribution.

Of course, in most cases this entry is regarded as a reminder to the King of Hell.

at this time--

Behind the two of them, a translucent light curtain shrouded the entire small world, slowly approaching the two of them.

"Let's go, brother Chen Yuan, shrink back."

Fat Dragon got up from the ground, put the long sword in his hand into the storage bag, and then muttered: "When I get rich, I will change the sword as soon as possible. It is really awkward for people to use this long sword."

The two men, dressed in bloody clothes, walked slowly from the forest to the central plain.

At this time, there were nearly ten people standing scattered on the plain. Everyone was also covered in blood. At a glance, many of them were seriously injured. At this time, these people looked at Chen Yuan and the two of them. There was a hint of fear and vigilance in his eyes.

"Two fellow Taoists."

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a scar on his cheek stood up, looked at Chen Yuan and the two of them and said solemnly: "According to the rules of the world, in the 'killing' type of secret realm of heaven, when the last beam of light dissipates , which means the fighting is about to stop!"

“All treasures belong to someone’s chance no matter who is in their hands.”

"No more robbing."

It’s no wonder that these people’s faces are full of fear. When normal people enter the ‘killing’ type of heavenly secret realm, aren’t they all here for the treasure? Who would go to the black area?

As we all know, the most powerful beast in the entire secret realm is in the black area, and there is no treasure other than that.

And there is only one kind of person who can go to such a place——

Fighting maniac!

Whether they are Jianghu people, sect disciples, government lackeys or even low-level bastards, there is only one kind of person that they are most afraid of, that is, fighting maniacs. Such people often do not follow any rules and do not care about any interests.

The goal in life is to fight, and fighting to the death is their life creed.

Commonly known as beheading.

At this time, in the eyes of these people, Chen Yuan and Fei Long are fighting madmen, and they are also the kind of fighting madmen with good strength. Otherwise, they would not be able to kill the strongest person in the secret realm without appearing to be seriously injured. The ferocious beast!

"."

Chen Yuan didn't speak, but just looked around. Sure enough, all the lights that soared into the sky at the beginning had disappeared, indicating that all the treasures had their owners and were in the hands of this group of people. There were only nine people standing here at this time.

But there were a hundred people who entered this small world.

In other words, in just a short period of time, eighty-nine people had died in the fight for the treasure.

He was silent and did not speak. Although he had never seen the eighty-nine people, after all, so many lives were lost in this small world. It was a bit sad. If there was no Fat Dragon, maybe he would have died. Did you die here?

Fei Long pretended to be calm and waved his hand, just as he was about to muddle through and leave this secret realm smoothly.

at this time--

"Stab it!"

Among the nine people standing on the plain, three of them suddenly drew their swords violently, aiming directly at the person closest to them. There was no time for them to react. In just two or three breaths, only the ones standing there were left. Four people.

Three men wearing different clothes and holding sharp knives surrounded an ordinary-looking young man in the middle. They all looked at Chen and Yang with cruel and cold-blooded eyes.

"hehe."

Without giving Chen Yuan and the others time to speak, the ordinary young man standing in the middle pulled out a fan from nowhere, shook it casually, and looked at Chen Yuan and the others with a half-smile: "Why, haven't you seen me? Have you ever lived with such a low-key young man?"

"You know, what I hate the most is the kind of young master who wears gorgeous clothes, and the younger brothers around him all wear the same clothes, for fear that the target will not be conspicuous enough."

"look--"

"Like me, if I ask my subordinates to wear different clothes, pretend to be casual cultivators and blend in with the crowd, and take action at the critical moment, who can react?"

"These days, cultivating immortality can't just rely on brute force, but also relies on brains."

"I, Huang Shikai, want all the treasures in this secret realm. As for you two."

"How do you want to die?"

As he spoke, Huang Shikai looked at the two of them with a little fear. The original plan was all going well. Since he came to this small world, all the treasures in this small world must be his, but what he didn't expect was that they suddenly appeared. The arrival of two fighting maniacs of unknown strength made him feel a little unsure.

Otherwise, he would never waste so much words.

Although the strongest is only at the sixth level of the Qi refining stage, there are also differences between the six levels of the Qi refining stage.

"Master Huang."

Feilong didn't hesitate at all, and immediately knelt down on the spot with his knees weak. He clasped his fists with a serious face and said, "I've heard about your reputation for a long time. I've heard that you are handsome, handsome, young and promising. It's true when I see you today."

"We don't want any of the treasures in this small world. Can we say goodbye without disturbing the river?"

"Huh, what do you think?"

Huang Shikai, who was still a little unsure at first, suddenly felt confident when he saw Fei Long's appearance. He sneered, took a step back and waved his hands: "Kill them all."

Leave no one alive, so that no news will leak out.

Otherwise, if what happened just now spreads, it will still damage his reputation to a certain extent.

He was so cowardly, and he didn't seem to have any power behind him. He was just a casual cultivator, and his death was in vain.

Chen Yuan, who was standing aside, did not speak. He just lowered his head and wiped the blood on the woodcutter with the corner of his clothes. Then he patted Fei Long on the shoulder and said softly: "Get up, they can't defeat us."

"This river still has to be punished. I really want these little world treasures."

The next moment——

Strong resentment suddenly poured out from Chen Yuan's body, and then more than twenty wolf monsters with a first-level cultivation in the Qi-refining stage and a wolf king with a sixth-level cultivation in the Qi-refining stage appeared out of thin air beside Chen Yuan.

I saw that the translucent bodies of these resentful spirits looked a bit ethereal, but the power of the combination of resentment and demonic energy on their bodies looked extremely terrifying.

"Roar!"

Several roars suddenly sounded on the plain one after another!