Chapter 69: Secret Place Opened

“Hmm? Black magic talisman, what kind of talisman is that?” Bu Gong was curious when he heard the other party say that.Upon hearing this, the evil spirit hesitated for a moment and said, “The Black Magic Talisman can barely be considered a top-grade talisman.”Before Bu Gong could ask, the evil spirit said, “This kind of talisman is not the kind of talisman that attacks, defends, accelerates, etc. It is quite different. It is a kind of talisman that erodes the monk’s magic power.””The most important thing is that once this black magic talisman is activated, it will instantly transform into a stream of black demonic energy, invading the body of the target it attacks, and then eroding the mana in the body, causing it to quickly dissipate. This lasts for about half a quarter of an hour.””Furthermore, during this period, the target invaded by the magic talisman will be unable to replenish the lost mana in their body no matter what method they use; even some ordinary cultivators at the Peeping Yuan Realm will be caught off guard.””Oh?” When Bu Gong heard the evil spirit’s analysis of the black magic talisman, his eyes suddenly lit up and a feeling of joy spread in his heart.”Hehe…If you say so, this so-called black magic talisman is a good thing to harm people,” Bu Gong laughed at this time.Seeing Bu Gong like this, the evil spirit snorted coldly and said, “Don’t get carried away, kid. Although this talisman is good, you have to completely eliminate the opponent within the time when this talisman is effective. Otherwise, once the effect wears off, you will be in trouble.”Bu Gong did not refute this because it was the truth. If he could not deal with the opponent during this period, he would definitely be doomed.Just as Bu Gong was talking to the evil spirit in his mind, Xiang Ling’er, who was walking with him in the outside world, asked Bu Gong curiously, “Brother Bu Gong, what did you just do…?”Similarly, when Xiang Ling’er asked this question, Xuan Yue beside her also looked at Bu Gong with a pair of beautiful eyes with a hint of suspicion; obviously, she was also a little puzzled by Bu Gong’s previous behavior.”Hehe… Let’s talk about it when we get back. Let’s just go around for a walk first.” Bu Gong casually responded to the questions from Xiang Ling’er, Xuan Yue and others.After all, there are not only Xiang Ling’er and Xuan Yue around him now, but also Hou Ming, Zhu Mian and others are present; so it is better not to talk about obtaining the top-level talisman and the incomplete spiritual weapon for the time being.Because everyone knows that wealth should not be shown off, even fellow disciples from the same sect should not be careless.Hearing Bu Gong say this, Xiang Ling’er and the others understood what was going on and said no more.Along the way, Sanfang Market really lived up to its reputation; almost everyone in Bu Gong’s group bought one or two things.Of course, Xiang Ling’er and Xuan Yue were also smiling happily; it was obvious that this trip to Sanfang City made them very satisfied.…Morning of the third day:In a vast desert thousands of miles west of Sanfang City, a large group of people stood in the air. They all stared intently at a sunken desert depression ahead, as if something there was attracting them.These figures in the air are the disciples of the three major immortal cultivation sects who plan to enter the Xuanling secret land today. They are seen floating in the air in a three-legged posture.Among them, slightly to the southwest, there is a giant silver-white flying boat suspended in the air, which looks visually shocking.But what was particularly eye-catching was not the giant silver flying boat, but the graceful figure in white standing quietly at the front of the boat.Elegant, otherworldly, and serene, she seemed like a banished immortal, independent and detached from the world, peerless and graceful; and this graceful figure in white was none other than the famous genius enchantress of the Xianyang Sect: Han Qing.From time to time, there were several gazes in the air, all drifting towards the white-clothed figure at the front of the silver flying boat. She was undoubtedly the focus of today.As for the north direction in the air, there was a cold wave slowly spreading, which made many people look sideways; and this group of people was the Corpse Puppet Sect, one of the three major immortal cultivation forces in the Qingxi Region.All of these people were pale-faced, wearing the same dark robes, with a miniature version of the corpse puppet mark rubbed on the corner of the robes.Among this group of people, the most conspicuous are the two figures standing quietly at the front of the team; because behind these two people, there is a dark green coffin floating, and a strange aura is constantly spreading from it, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.Among the two men, one was a short old man with a skinny and pale face. The fierce look in his slightly narrowed eyes made most people unwilling to look into his eyes.The other person was a disheveled young man who looked to be in his twenties. There was a sinister look between his brows, and a miniature corpse-shaped mark was faintly visible on one side of his face. At first glance, it was really scary.Finally, in the southeast direction of the sky is the third-party force, the Divine Sword Sect.They were similar to the people from Xianyang Sect and did not wear uniform robes; but each of them carried a long sword on his back, giving people a sense of sharpness that pierced the sky.As for their leader, he was a middle-aged man with a resolute face and a body as sharp as a sword. He was dressed in white and held a long sword, giving people an invincible momentum.Time passes slowly and the sunlight gradually tilts.In this way, about two hours passed, and everyone suddenly felt a strange breath appearing above the desert depression in front of them; looking carefully, they found that there was a slight distortion in the space.Then, from point to surface, this invisible distortion gradually spread, and the range became wider and wider; at the same time, the people floating in the air also instantly perked up, and all looked at the space in front of them with joy on their faces.After a few breaths, the distorted fluctuations had expanded to a fairly wide range, faintly covering the sunken desert lowland.At this moment, the skinny old man at the front of the Corpse Puppet Sect’s troops in the north suddenly fixed his eyes, and then he shouted in a low voice: “Attack”, and then he waved his sleeves and flew up.Similarly, among the people of the Divine Sword Sect, the middle-aged man in the front also flew up; at the same time, the long sword behind him was already in his hand.As for the Xianyang Sect, Han Qing, who was standing at the front of the flying boat, stood up and flew forward, and then a three-foot green sword was lightly grasped in her jade hand.”Corpse Netherworld Splits the Sky!” The old man from the Corpse Puppet Sect shouted loudly at this moment, and then he saw him stepping on the green coffin in mid-air, quickly forming seals with his hands, and muttering something; then, a stream of cold and chilly air slowly emanated from his body, and then spread in the air.Afterwards, everyone was shocked to see a huge Yin corpse claw flying out from his hand. For a moment, the Yin Qi roared and the chill penetrated to the bones.At the same time, the middle-aged man from the Divine Sword Sect was also full of sword energy, dancing his long sword in the air; “Da Qian Sword – Slash” was rang out with a low shout, and suddenly, sword energy that seemed to be condensed into substance was raging around him, and the piercing sharpness spread from it, which was very terrifying.Then, a sword aura several dozen feet in size, as bright as a substance, broke through the air.As for Han Qing, her delicate body was floating in the air with an indifferent expression. After a few breaths, she suddenly pointed the tip of her sword sideways, and then a delicate shout was rang out: “Taixu Sword Technique – Annihilation of the Void”.Suddenly, a emerald green sword, about ten feet long and two fingers wide, formed in mid-air, then, with an invincible aura, seemed to pierce the sky and disappear into thin air.For a moment, a roar resounded over the sunken sand ground with a radius of tens of thousands of feet. Sand and rocks flew everywhere, and cold wind and sword energy raged, as if it was about to shatter the world at any time.After a moment, amid the horrified and shocked gazes of the disciples, continuous “crackling” sounds were heard in the sky; then, a dark void passage that was only wide enough for one person to pass through appeared faintly above the depression.All of a sudden, everyone felt a breath of empty air emanating faintly from them, giving people a heart-pounding feeling of depth and endlessness.