Mu Han waved the red dust, and a huge red horse flew towards those soldiers, and in an instant, those soldiers turned into white light and disappeared.

He paused to catch his breath, but a soldier in silver armor stabbed him. He gripped the barrel of his gun and swung his sword to cut him in half, turning into pieces of white light and disappearing into the battlefield.

Mu Han held the red dust in his hand, and just after defeating a wave, another wave of soldiers rushed up. He did not rest for a moment, fighting the soldiers with all his might. He killed them and disappeared into a white light, but when they hit Mu Han's body, it was a real wound, and the pain was unbearable.

Although the strength of those ordinary soldiers is only mid-level and mid-level, and those soldiers in silver armor are only high-level and beginner-level, there are too many of them after all. These thousands of soldiers just stood there and did not move, and it took a lot of effort for him to cut and kill. What's more, they are each wearing armor and moving flexibly.

He didn't know if he could survive, so he could only fight with all his strength, so that he could have any hope of survival.

I don't know how long it took to fight like this, but he was covered in bruises, his whole body was stained red with blood, and the wounds were numb, and he couldn't feel pain. Mechanically fighting the soldiers, until the last soldier fell, he lay down exhausted.

Mu Han lay there panting heavily, looking blankly at the gray sky, he had never fought like this, and he didn't want to move at the moment, even though he was covered in injuries, he didn't want to move to deal with those wounds. The red dust was inserted in the ground beside it, shining slightly red.

After resting for a while, his strength had recovered somewhat, he sat up and looked around, still in the middle of the battlefield, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, "I have killed all the soldiers, why hasn't the illusion been broken yet." He couldn't think of a reason for a while, so he rested for a while before he struggled to stand up. Now he was the only one left on the battlefield, except for a black castle in the distance, everything else was desolate, there was nothing, and even the land and rocks were gray.

Mu Han took the red dust, looked at himself and sighed in his heart, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered this Enlightenment Palace, he suffered a lot of injuries, although they were all skin injuries, but they would take a few days of rest to recover. I don't know what difficulties will await him in the future.

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Han supported the ground with red dust and slowly walked towards the castle. Either way, he decided to leave the illusion first.

When he was about to reach the black castle, suddenly a few feet in front of him, three knights appeared, dressed in tight black armor, each carrying a five-foot-long broadsword behind him, shining with a faint cold light, which was breathtaking. Even the horses on which the trio rode were black, and they wore armor to protect vital parts.

Mu Han stopped and looked at the three black knights who were walking slowly, looking like they were all about to have the strength of a martial arts general.

The three black knights came to a stop three feet in front of him, took the broadsword behind him, and suddenly attacked Mu Han from three directions. The three broad broadswords flashed with a dim cold light, slashing through three seeping black lights, and if they slashed at him, I am afraid that they would directly lose their lives. Mu Han subconsciously took a step back, Hongchen blocked in front of him, and in an instant, three terrifying huge forces hit Hongchen, shaking his arm numb, and Hongchen almost got out of his hand.

He was shaken out and fell several feet away. There was already an injury, but now it was even worse, the wound that had just stopped bleeding opened again, and the pain made him grin and couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Mu Han thought helplessly for a while, how to do it now, he was exhausted, and he was still injured, how to destroy the three black knights in front of him. He glanced at the rapidly approaching knight, and felt anxious in his heart, and quickly stood up and raised the red dust block to block the sword of the knight on the left who suddenly accelerated. But he was once again shaken out and hit the ground hard. This time he fell even harder, making him almost faint, and there was a gray gray in front of him, and the little stars were flying.

Mu Han thought in his heart, if he continued like this, he would definitely die, and he must find a way to kill these three knights. Anxious, his mind became more active. After such a long period of accumulation and understanding, he always feels that he is the slightest bit behind, and he can't understand the deeper sword intent.

In this moment between life and death, countless pictures flashed in my mind, the world was rolling red dust, noisy, lonely, or in its prime, or at ease. The sword is to kill, but also to protect, to be indifferent, but also to be gentle,

It is life and death, one thought is life, and one thought is death.

Contradictory to each other, wandering flashy. As soon as I thought of it, the red dust flew, and the red streamers flickered, like the meteors, thousands of streamers flew in all directions, seemingly soft, but extremely sharp. The blow to the black knight's sword thumped, sending them back.

Flying onto their armor, there was a crack with a bang. Almost instantly, dozens of streamers flew by, and in a moment, the black knight's armor was shattered. Suddenly, he was seriously injured, and the wounds on his body were cut one after another, and there was no blood flowing out of the wounds, and the white light flickered, and then turned into white light and disappeared in a moment.

Mu Han sat up with difficulty, smiling excitedly. Looking at the red dust flying in front of him, he finally touched the edge of the red dust sword intent, although he was not proficient in mastering it, but over time, he would definitely be able to make further progress, and his strength would increase a lot at that time.

Not surprisingly, his strength had broken through to the first level of martial arts generals, that is, the first level of mortal earth in their mouths.

Mu Han closed his eyes and quietly felt the red dust at this moment, and it let out a slight whisper, as if he was extremely happy. The streamer flew around, different from the previous red light, it was the red dust sword intent, which was integrated into the sword qi, making the originally formless and powerless sword qi extremely sharp. It seems that the flying flowers are separated, but it is like the sword and sword. With a thought, the red dust flew around and came to the scabbard behind him.

He didn't rush forward any longer, he needed to get some rest. The bleeding of the wound that had just been opened was stopped. I took a few pills to help recover from my injuries.

After an hour, I regained a lot of energy, although the wound still hurts. But the impact of action is not great, he has already preliminarily mastered the sword intent of Hongchen, and he can fight with the enemy without moving.

Mu Han stood up and looked at the black castle, thinking to himself, it seems that he had to enter the castle to find a way out of the illusion. He walked unfast, firstly, because he was physically injured, and secondly, he was afraid that a black knight like the one just now would suddenly appear. But then the road was calm, and it was not long before we came to the front of the castle, the door was ajar. The dark iron doors were rusty, and the whole castle exuded an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

There was a blood-red eye above the door, as if it were alive, and the blood glittered between the eyes, which really startled him at first glance. When he saw that it was just a decorative prosthetic eye, he breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at himself for being too timid.

Mu Han pushed open the door and walked in, the dark ground, the dark walls, and even the flickering oil lamps on the walls were dark lights. It was a passage, not very long, and soon came to a room, but it was quite bright, with white walls, white floors, and white ceilings, and everything in this house was white. There was nothing in the house, except for a circular pattern of more than five feet in the center of the ground, with mysterious and deep lines, and some fixed points inlaid with crystalline stones like jade. It seems that this should be a formation, but I don't know what to do, and a high white light emanates from the pattern, showing softness, and people can't help but want to get closer.

Mu Han came to the white light and carefully touched the white light with his hand. When the finger reached into the white light, suddenly a very warm feeling surged to the finger, and subconsciously stretched the whole hand in, and suddenly, there was a burst of itching from the wounds on the hand, and the wounds were slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When he saw this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, he didn't know the effect of this formation, this was actually a rumored miraculous healing formation, but he didn't expect to encounter it here. He didn't hesitate, and the whole person walked directly into the formation. Suddenly, the wounds on the body were tingling and itching, and the itching was unbearable. An inexplicable energy flowed around his body, healing every wound on his body.

Originally, he was still a little worried about how to face the next test in the case of this injury, but now with this healing formation, these worries have long been left behind him.

It didn't take long for the injuries on his body to heal. Mu Han looked at his tattered clothes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, fortunately, Biluo had prepared a few more clothes for himself, otherwise he would not know what this clothes would be like if he stayed here for three months.

After the injuries on his body healed, he walked out of the formation and moved his muscles and bones, and he didn't feel any discomfort, but felt more energetic and energetic. He couldn't help but feel the magic of this healing formation even more in his heart, thinking in his heart how good it would be if he could also learn some healing techniques.

But those are the things that the occult magicians learned after a long period of study. How could he learn it so easily, and still not think about these useless things.

Mu Han changed into a new set of clothes, looked back at the healing formation, and really felt the urge to dig into the ground and take it away. He left the room without stopping and continued inside. As soon as he left the room, he entered the dark passage again.

The endless darkness and oppression came to him, as if the dark beast was about to devour him at once. Walking through this passage, you came to a huge hall.

Oil lamps lit on the walls around it, and the flickering lights flickered in a faint shadow, making the already dimly lit room even more terrifying.