After a month and a half of sun and moon travel, Han Zhonglin rushed to the virtual capital and decided to repair in the virtual capital.

The Void Capital is located in the extreme west of the Eastern Xiuzhen Domain, adjacent to the Qingxuan Demon Domain, and enters the real Eastern Xiuzhen Domain by 500,000 miles eastward along the Void Capital.

Since the central part of the Divine Wind City of the True Domain was cultivated, Han Zhonglin realized that the Void Capital was built in imitation of the Divine Wind City.

Visiting the Void Capital again, Han Zhonglin found that the lights outside the Void Capital were full of ups and downs, and they were in remote places, but they were becoming more and more prosperous.

Han Zhonglin wore a silver mask and walked towards the city, and the guard monks who came out of the city gate all showed respectful expressions when they saw that it was the Jindan period monk coming.

Follow the memory to a courtyard of the building group, which is the resting place called "Qingyunfang".

Han Zhonglin generously set the Heavenly Pavilion Building, which required 10,000 spirit stones a day, and entered the high-grade leyline cultivation room to restore the true yuan.

Two days later, Han Zhonglin woke up from his cross-seated position, feeling the surging true yuan in the meridians, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

"The earth's veins here are really strong, if this goes on for a long time, you will be able to advance to the middle stage of Jindan in less than two years. Han Zhonglin was also slightly surprised by the extraordinary methods of the five major forces of the Void Capital.

Leaving Qingyunfang and going out of the city, Han Zhonglin took up the retreat and marched to the east of the void capital.

After flying out for more than fifty miles, Han Zhonglin noticed a trace of abnormality, and three golden pill period breaths suddenly appeared behind him, which seemed to be approaching rapidly.

Han Zhonglin's heart sank, and he replaced the Cold Sky Sword under his feet with the Ill Spirit Sword, and his galloping speed suddenly skyrocketed, and soon the three strands of Jindan aura disappeared without a trace.

flew out of five hundred miles in one breath, and just when Han Zhonglin thought he was suspicious, three golden pill breaths quietly appeared in the senses.

Han Zhonglin frowned, and fell into a mountain forest in front of him, completely concealing his breath.

In a few moments, three strands of light galloped towards and stopped above the mountain forest where Han Zhonglin had disappeared, revealing three Jindan early stage monks.

A red-clothed monk probed into the mountains and forests below, and asked in confusion: "The silver-faced monk has no breath here, how can he not detect the slightest trace?"

A green-shirted monk beside the red-clothed monk had a burning gaze, and said, "Don't worry, Childe, that monk must have been aware of it, and it is very likely that he has hidden his traces in the mountains and forests below. There is a bloodstained elder here, forgive him for his catastrophe!"

The red-clothed monk said respectfully to the old man in the Xuan-robed robe not far away: "There are traces of blood, and Uncle Lao has used a secret method to find the traces of this person!"

The old man in the robe stroked his beard and looked at the mountains and forests below for a moment, then took out a jade box from the sleeve of his robe, opened the jade box, and revealed a bareback centipede.

I saw that the old man in the robe squeezed out a drop of essence blood on the centipede's head, and the bareback centipede swelled up in a circle after sucking ** blood.

"Go!" the old man in the robe whispered, and the red-backed centipede instantly turned into a red ray and swept into a mountain forest below.

Chimang shuttles through the mountains and forests, looking for everywhere.

After a while, Chimang buzzed and trembled not far from a boulder.

Seeing this, the old man in the Xuanrobe hurriedly recalled Chimang, and a grim voice came out of his mouth:

"Fellow Daoist don't show up soon!"

The red-clothed monk and the green-shirted monk looked at each other in confusion, and when they both looked in the direction of the boulder, they saw a figure slowly reflected, as if they had walked out of the boulder.

"I never thought that a Terran cultivator would cultivate such a yin and evil technique, no wonder the cultivation would stagnate at the third layer of the Golden Pill Stage, it is really a curse!" Han Zhonglin's figure flickered into the air, opposing each other in the air.

The old man in the Xuanrobe narrowed his eyes and said with a sly smile: "Daoist friends have the advantage of showing their tongues, why don't you ask us why we are pursuing here!"

"Sure enough, it's you, do you remember the Void Capital Linglong Conference seven years ago?" the cardinal said coldly.

The past came to mind, and Han Zhonglin immediately understood the cause and effect.

"If your guess is correct, Your Excellency should be the Fierce Son of the Iron Blood Alliance!"

The green-shirted monk chuckled from the side: "I have some eyesight, and I know our iron-blooded alliance son!"

"At the Linglong Conference, my father Xueyu Zhenren regretted losing the Five Thunder Array Book, I never thought that you still had the courage to come to the Void Capital! Hand over the Five Thunder Array Book, and this son will let you go!" Lie Gongzi's face sank, and he threatened at the moment.

After hearing this, the green-shirted monk pretended to be in a trance, and praised Gongzi Lie: "It turns out that Gongzi is here for Elder Xueyu's birthday, which is really admired by Cangyun!"

Han Zhonglin ignored the flattering posture of the green-shirted monk and said calmly: "You are so aggressive, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as handing over the battle book!"

"Seven years ago, the real person casually killed the minions of the block, and it will be the same seven years later!" Han Zhonglin said calmly, two essences flashed in his pupils, and the spirit sword was already in his palm.

The words fell into the ears of the three Jindan monks opposite, and the green-shirted monks were stunned, a little suspicious of whether they had heard it wrong.

The eyes of the young man and the old man in the Xuan robe instantly fell on the Buzhou Spirit Sword, and their eyes were first surprised, and then they both bloomed with greedy light.

The green-shirted monk also noticed something unusual, and his gaze slowly fell on the Thoughtful Spirit Sword, and in an instant, his eyes turned into full of surprise!

"Since you don't know what to do, then don't blame my son for being ruthless!" said Lie Gongzi in a deep voice.

After each other glanced at each other, the young man of Lie Gongzi, the old man in the Xuan robe, and the monk in the green shirt took out the magic weapon almost at the same time.

Lie Gongzi held a red flying sword in his hand, and the surface of the flying sword emitted a dark red light, which was actually a spirit weapon flying sword. His gaze fell on the Buzhou Spirit Sword again, and he saw that the spirit was spitting out green mangs, full of spirituality, and the light in Lie Gongzi's eyes was even brighter.

The old man in the robe took out a black claw from the sleeve of his robe, I don't know what kind of material it was made of, faintly emitting black gas, it was also a spiritual weapon.

The green-shirted monk took out a superb long knife magic weapon, his face was complicated, his gaze inadvertently swept over Lie Gongzi and Han Zhonglin, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Do it!"

Lie Gongzi shouted, his body turned into red light and swept out, and a huge dark red sword light broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it descended on the top of Han Zhonglin's head.

"Flying Rainbow Sword, Slash in the Sky!"

At the same time, the figures of the old man in the black robe and the monk in the green shirt disappeared in place and surrounded Han Zhonglin.

When the old man in the robe reappeared, his figure was completely shrouded in a cloud of black smoke, appearing and disappearing, which was very strange.

The green-shirted monk swept behind Han Zhonglin, and the long knife magic weapon skyrocketed, and a dazzling green light emerged, gathering momentum.

Han Zhonglin swung out the Thoughtful Spirit Sword at will, and secretly shouted in his mouth: "Untie up!"

The cyan sword appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared in an instant.

A strange scene appeared, and the dark red sword suddenly cracked, and he saw Lie Gongzi suddenly fleeing into the distance.

At the same time, the old man in the black robe appeared from the black smoke, and the monk in the green shirt was even more confused, and they all showed shocked expressions.

"It turned out to be a top-grade spirit sword, Uncle Bloodstain and Cangyun don't want to hide it, quickly bow down this monk!"