Half a day later, Han Zhonglin woke up from pranayama, and the yuan power in the dantian became full.

Han Zhonglin found that the aura inside the Demon Palace was very strong, much better than the secret realm outside.

Looking up at the giant energy array above, after taking a closer look, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but shake his head.

"The complexity of this giant energy array is far beyond imagination, if you can participate in it for a few days, you will definitely gain something, and it will be of great benefit to the cultivation of the formation one. ”

After glancing around, Han Zhonglin saw that the rest of the monks on the round platform were still sitting cross-legged pranayama.

"There is a big fate in the secret room of the eighteenth layer of the Biological Realm, it is really a lifelong regret to shrink on the round platform like this, although there is black magic liquid lurking in the secret room, but as long as you get out quickly after entering the secret room, it is okay!"

Han Zhonglin thought twice and decided to go to the secret room of the fourth layer of the living realm to investigate one or two first.

As if nothing happened, he got up and went straight to the edge of the round platform, and Han Zhonglin jumped down without hesitation.

Landing on the fourth layer of the round platform, Han Zhonglin swept towards the corridor and found that the enchantments of all the secret rooms in the fourth layer of the living world were intact, and no monks had visited.

With this in mind, Han Zhonglin quickly crossed the nearby suspension bridge to a secret room.

Stretching out his palms, two clusters of Xuanyuan quickly gushed out, and after a dozen breaths, the light curtain enchantment became much more transparent.

Passing through the barrier, Han Zhonglin stood at the door of the secret room, first raised his head and looked at the top of the wall in the center of the secret room, but he did not see black liquid beads oozing out from the top of the black wall.

"Could it be that the previous guess was wrong?"

Han Zhonglin was puzzled at first, but then looked at the round platform in the center of the secret room, and the five corpses were impressive.

"The posture of these five corpses is too similar to the gray-robed monk who was taken away from the essence of the black magic liquid!" Han Zhonglin saw the clue at a glance.

His eyes carefully searched around several corpses, and a short sword came into view, and Han Zhonglin's pupils couldn't help but light up.

The short sword was more than a foot long, and although the outside of the sword body was covered with dirt, the outline of the sword body was incompatible with the bones of the corpse, and it was captured by Han Zhonglin.

Han Zhonglin walked towards the central wing of the secret room, but his eyes were fixed on the top of the wall of the secret room.

As soon as I took five steps, I saw a strange appearance on the top of the black wall, which was slightly different from when I first entered the secret room.

Alertness suddenly rose, Han Zhonglin's figure disappeared in place, and the next moment appeared on the round platform of the secret room, and after picking up the short sword, he did not hesitate, and when he reappeared, he had already swept to the entrance of the secret room.

Suddenly looking back at the top of the wall in the center of the secret room, the black liquid beads were already densely packed.

"Sure enough, these black magic liquids appeared with anger, and when the monks who entered the secret room were unprepared, they closed their six senses, and then collected all the essence of the living, which is really extremely vicious!"

After leaving the secret room, Han Zhonglin entered three secret rooms in a row, and found nothing except the short sword.

As a result, Han Zhonglin left the fourth layer of the life realm and entered the fifth layer of the life realm.

After randomly searching for five or six secret chambers in the fifth layer of the Birth Realm, Han Zhonglin harvested an ordinary long knife magic weapon.

In the following half a day, Han Zhonglin randomly searched more than a dozen secret rooms in the sixth, seventh, and eighth layers of the living realm, and only harvested three or four magic weapon long swords.

Standing on the round platform of the ninth layer of the Birth Realm, Han Zhonglin looked upward, and the layers of round platforms were hooked by the suspension bridge, and they did not move for tens of thousands of years.

Each layer of the living realm is hundreds of feet apart, and the invisible isolation is that each layer of the living realm has become an independent area, and Han Zhonglin can't help but imagine in his mind the scene when the powerhouses of various races are enslaved by the demons.

The strong people of all races were born or died, and now they have turned into a pinch of dust.

Looking down at the living world from the round platform, it was difficult to see the bottom of the eyes, Han Zhonglin inexplicably had an illusion, and every time he went down a layer of depth, it was like unveiling layers of mystery.

"The ancient demon clan dominated the Divine Wind Continent, and the last generation of demon kings must have built this underground demon palace with the strength of all parties. It's a pity that the prosperity is bound to decline, the demon clan has declined after all, and now it is difficult to find the slightest trace!" Han Zhonglin couldn't help but sigh.

With a twist of thought, Han Zhonglin's thoughts returned to the present

"It seems that the secret rooms of the various layers of the Biological Realm have long been looted, and there is nothing left in the secret room, and the cultivators of the past have finally ventured to this point, and they don't want to dream of the opportunity to become a bamboo basket to draw water!"

Han Zhonglin's figure floated out and fell towards the ninth layer of the Biological Realm, continuing to search the secret room.

Before he knew it, Han Zhonglin had come to the eighteenth layer of the Birth Realm, and first saw a lonely black figure sitting on the round platform.

"It's him!"

Han Zhonglin looked around, and after looking around a little, the shock in his heart was once again incomprehensible.

The eighteenth stratozoic realm is very different from the other stratozoic realms, the round platform stands in the center of the whole space, but there is no drawbridge hook at the edge, and from the edge it is gray and cloudy, and the depth of it is not perceptible.

Nine huge golems emerged from the gray with their upper bodies exposed, as if they were about to leap out, and the entire space was filled with a solemn and cold aura.

The nine golems are of various shapes, their heads are all high above the round platform, and they have huge mouths, looking down at the round platform to reveal a fierce and vicious appearance, which makes people shudder!

Han Zhonglin's gaze fell on the Nine Dao Golems and looked at them one by one.

When his eyes fell on the largest golem, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The body shape is like a giant tower, the muscles of the whole body are dense with scales, the head is topped by two scaly horns, the four teeth around the hideous giant mouth are intertwined, and the deep sunken eyes are full of evil color.

"The demon named Xiu Moji in the Poisonous Dark Land of the Qingxuan Demon Domain is exactly the same as this golem!"

After a while, Han Zhonglin saw the smallest of the nine golems.

The golem stood erect, with three tentacles on its skull, its huge eyes emitting a terrifying cold light, and a curved spike looming behind the golem.

Han Zhonglin couldn't help but think of the rickety body that could launch a divine sense attack.

"These nine golems are guarding here, they should represent the nine tribes of the inferior demon race!"

Han Zhonglin said secretly, and at the same time remembered that the "Divine Wind Apocalypse" only said a few words about the demons. The primeval demon clan has seventy-two tribes, of which forty-two are inferior tribes, twenty-one are medium tribes, six are superior tribes and three are top tribes, and the demon king is elected from the three top tribes.

"Could it be that the entrance to the Ten Thousand Demon Realm is in the giant mouth of the Nine Great Golems?" Han Zhonglin's eyes finally stayed in the huge mouth of the Black Hole of the Nine Great Golems.

"Do you wait on the round platform like a black-robed monk and wait for the opportunity to leave the Demon Palace, or do you enter the Ten Thousand Demon Realm to explore?" Han Zhonglin fell into thought, "Once you enter the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, it will be difficult to find a chance to kill Tie Xuan!"

After thinking about it again, Han Zhonglin still decided to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.

The figure suddenly jumped up, turned into a green light and swept towards the giant tower golem, and after three or four breaths, it entered the giant mouth.

Not long after Han Zhonglin's figure disappeared into the demon's mouth, the black-robed monk on the round platform suddenly opened his eyes, and after a slight hesitation, his figure flickered and swept towards the giant tower golem.