Han Yi understood the true meaning after a little thought.

"Yes, the more gentle the illusion, the less likely it is for people who are deeply trapped in it to have no heart to resist, so that they silently go into a desperate situation and are completely lost. ”

"If I can find a way out, I can just walk out. ”

He carefully observed the remaining seven portals, the brilliance flowing in the portals, and the brilliance flowing in each portal was completely different. After observing for a long time, Han Yi suddenly raised his hand and pointed at it, and the Soul Destroying Needle appeared, and with a flick of his fingers, the Soul Destroying Needle shot out and pierced into a portal.

With a bang, the illusion in the portal collapsed directly under the attack of the Soul Destroying Needle.

"It worked. Han Yi was pleasantly surprised, and immediately flicked his fingers quickly, and the soul extermination needle flickered rapidly, piercing into one portal after another, and in a few breaths, the illusions in the four portals were defeated.

When the Soul Destroying Needle pierced into the fifth portal, it was completely unresponsive. Han Yi's face changed slightly, and he frowned.

"Could it be that this portal is a living door?"

"No matter, just give it a try. ”

Han Yi rushed into the portal quickly, the light in front of him flickered and distorted rapidly, and a feeling of dizziness hit his mind, and when the feeling of dizziness disappeared, he suddenly found himself in front of an attic carved by spiritual jade.

"Treasure Pavilion. ”

"Congratulations, you have passed the trial of the eighth layer. Lingshu unsurprisingly appeared beside Han Yi and said with a smile.

"Will there be more artifacts I can choose this time?" Han Yi asked Lingori with excitement.

"Yes, this time I will open the artifacts on the eighth floor of the Treasure Pavilion to you. Lingori said, and with a wave of his hand, countless names appeared on the Lingbi, and more than a thousand of them were lit up and flashed with blue light.

"The eighth floor actually has hundreds of artifacts. Han Yi was stunned when he heard this, the last time he passed through the seventh layer, there were only more than five hundred divine objects he could choose. The artifacts collected in the first seven layers can only be compared to the eighth layer.

"Now, you can start choosing. ”

......

The ninth floor of the Hongmeng Temple looks like a huge heaven and earth, and the zenith is covered with countless stars, as if it really looks like an endless night sky.

Suddenly, a flash of silver light teleported a figure. The figure, dressed in a pale silver robe and armed with a long sword at his waist, looked around as soon as he appeared in this space. Soon, he chose a direction and swept out.

This silver-robed man was Han Qianyou, and looking at his performance, it seemed that he had been to the ninth layer of this temple. Every time Han Qianyou swept a certain distance, he would stop and look up to observe the changes in the stars on the zenith, and then recorrect his direction and continue to move forward.

I don't know how long he has been in this world, how far he has walked, and finally something other than stars and darkness has appeared in front of him. Han Qianyou's speed increased dramatically, turning into a silver arc of electricity, which disappeared in a flash, and instantly came to the front of the thing.

When I got closer, I found that it was a broken stone tablet, extremely huge, like a huge mountain. The stele is pitch black, and the stele is carved with distorted patterns, which are combined to form a congenital inscription.

"Pantheon. ”

Han Qianyou looked at the pitch-black stone tablet and muttered. In his eyes, there was indescribable loneliness and depression.

"The old era is over, and the new one is about to begin. ”

He stretched out his palm and imprinted it on the Ten Thousand Gods Monument, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged out, but in a few moments, his spiritual power was actually absorbed by the Ten Thousand Gods Monument.

"Hum-" The mutilated Pantheon Monument erupted with a grand glow, almost like a thousand rounds of suns rising at the same time. The inscriptions engraved on the stele began to change, and they moved slowly, combining into an ancient name.

If there is a person who knows the ancient witch language here, he will know that the ancient name is Youqianhan. Suddenly, the name Right Qianhan emitted a dazzling divine light, and after an instant, the divine light disappeared, and the name engraved on the stele disappeared.

In this regard, Han Qianyou did not have any surprises, he turned over his hand and took out a holy pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and the surging medicinal power dissolved, pouring into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and then was refined into spiritual power and injected into his dantian.

"From now on, I am no longer the Thunder Emperor Right Qianhan. ”

He crossed the Pantheon and continued to sweep forward. After he left, the Pantheon Monument changed silently, and several new twisted lines grew from the edge of the Pantheon Monument, spreading extremely slowly.

Not long after Han Qianyou left, another person rushed over and appeared in front of the Monument of the Ten Thousand Gods. This person was dressed in black and wearing a big hood, he looked at the Pantheon Monument, and also stretched out his hand and gently imprinted it on the tablet.

The spiritual power is infused, and the text flows, forming an ancient name, and then disappearing in the divine light.

After doing this, the man in black also crossed the Pantheon Monument and continued to sweep forward. In the vast space, the eternal calm was restored, and only the Monument of the Ten Thousand Gods was left to change silently.

......

Treasure Pavilion, Han Yi chose five divine objects under Luo You's secret instructions, and after recognizing the Lord with blood, he was teleported out and entered the ninth floor of the temple.

He appeared in a huge hall of tens of thousands of meters, surrounded by a full eighty-one stone pillars thousands of meters high, but other than that, the hall was empty. It's really strange that when Han Yi entered the ninth layer, he didn't teleport to that pitch-black world like Han Qianyou and the man in black.

"Is this the ninth layer of the Hongmeng Temple?" Han Yi looked at the stone pillars around him, and his soul power was released, as if there were no forbidden fluctuations in this hall.

"It's better to be careful. Han Yi didn't move, just turned around in place and observed everything in the hall.

The eighty-one stone pillars are each engraved with completely different star patterns, as well as the images of some rare and exotic beasts, and I don't know what they are used for. After patiently observing the eighty-one stone pillars, Han Yi's gaze began to wander around the hall.

Soon, he noticed something unusual at the top of the hall. At the top of the hall, there is a huge jade bi, engraved with a grand star pattern, on the edge of the jade bi, there are many small patterns, it seems to be the appearance of a text.

When Han Yi was about to take a closer look, a silver light lit up in the hall, but someone was teleported in. He turned his head to see a young man in a golden robe appear in the silver light.

"Brother Jin. Han Yi exclaimed in surprise. The golden-robed man who was teleported into the hall was the golden supreme who had a deep friendship with Han Yi.

"Brother Han. Seeing Han Yi, Jin Wusupreme was also very surprised, and he appeared in front of Han Yi in a flash, "Hahaha, I knew that Brother Han would pass the trial and come here." ”

"Brother Jin, you really have confidence in me. Han Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I almost died under the trial of the seventh layer. ”

"The trials of the seventh layer are indeed dangerous. Jin Wusupreme also nodded in agreement, when he was in the seventh layer trial, he faced several geniuses from other realms, and he was jointly targeted, and he almost capsized, "However, I still think that the trial on the eighth layer is more dangerous." ”

"I just don't know what kind of trials are waiting for us on the ninth layer?" Han Yi glanced at Jin Wushang worriedly, "If we want to fight each other, against you, Brother Jin, I will lose." ”

"Brother Han, you are too modest. Jin Wushang shook his head and smiled, "In you, I also feel a feeling of extreme danger, you and I really want to fight, and the outcome is unknown." ”

Han Yi's eyes flickered, but he secretly slandered in his heart, it seems that these top geniuses of the Divine Domain have terrifyingly sharp senses, although he can't use the artifact in his hand yet, but just the Soul Destroying Needle is enough for him to kill a number of half-saint-level existences in an instant.

Just as he was about to say something more, three silver lights lit up in the hall one after another, but it was Lan Bing'er from the Ice Domain, Feng Jiuxi from the Phoenix Domain, and Youxuan from the Netherworld that were teleported in.

As soon as he saw Youxuan appear, Han Yi's face immediately became gloomy, and a murderous aura was unabashedly released. Youxuan's perception was also extremely keen, and he instantly turned his gaze to Han Yi, and his eyes became cold.

"Boy, you'd better put away your murderous energy, otherwise Ben Shaojun won't mind letting you be wiped out. Youxuan's words came into Han Yi's ears with a bone-chilling chill.

"Okay, then let me understand the methods of your ghost clan. Han Yi was-for-tat, without any intention of backing down. At the beginning, the Nine Rings Seal in Xiao You's body came from the You Clan, and although Han Yi didn't know who did it, it also made him full of hostility towards all the people of the You Clan.

"You're looking for death. ”

"Youxuan, you'd better not do anything here. Jin Wushang took a step forward and stood side by side with Han Yi.

"Jin Wushang, are you going to meddle in the affairs of our Ghost Clan?" Youxuan's sharp gaze shot at Jin Wusupreme.

"Naturally, I won't ask about the affairs of the ghost clan, but Brother Han is my friend, and my Jin Wusupreme will definitely not turn a blind eye to the affairs of my friends. ”

"Coincidentally, so is my Lan Bing'er. Lan Bing'er also raised her slender jade hand, and dozens of inches in size flew out, and the cold aura spread wantonly, and the ground quickly condensed with ice.

"Such a fun thing, how can I be missing?" Feng Jiuxi released the divine light of Nirvana, and came to Han Yi's side through the invisible space.

"What do you two mean?" Youxuan frowned, "Lan Bing'er, I don't know when you'll be friends with mortals?"

"When did this goddess say that I was friends with that mortal, and that I was helping Jin Wusupreme. ”

"Feng Jiuxi, what about you?"

"Oh, my reason is very simple, it's just that you Phantom people don't like it. Feng Jiuxi shrugged and said.

"You, you, are good, I hope you don't regret it in the future. Youxuan glared at Han Yi fiercely, "Despicable mortal, this young man will not be like you today. ”