"I'm used to being alone, and it's hard to be invited to join. If there is a fate to see you when the Demon Palace opens, you will be willing to enter the Demon Palace with real people. Han Zhonglin said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Rats, don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink!"

Before Huang Haoyuan could speak, the white-clothed monk Lu Yizhou couldn't help but drink angrily, and he was about to snatch up the flying sword and make a move.

Huang Haoyuan raised his hand to stop Lu Yizhou, and then said calmly: "Daoist friends have made up their minds? If Daoist friends insist on not returning the treasures, Huang will not be able to explain to the Daoists behind him, so he can only reluctantly make it difficult to do it!"

Han Zhonglin once again fell into a deep groan: "Since entering the Divine Wind Secret Realm, I first reached the peak of the foundation building period by penance for several months, and then strayed into the land of heavenly decline, escaped from the Nine Deaths and Escaped into the Land of Thunder and Lightning, achieved the Hegemonic King Kong Realm, survived the three nine heavenly tribulations and advanced to the Jindan Realm, refined the Five Thunder Seals, and everything was indomitable, never flinching, and it was just time to test which level your current combat power had reached." The treasures that Fang just obtained from the cave are all extraordinarily precious, and after going out, he will definitely be able to exchange a lot of good things from the lame old man of Qi Ding Xuan, and maybe he will be able to get the superior exercises!"

Taking a deep breath, Han Zhonglin's eyes became resolute, and he said solemnly: "The true cultivators of the Four Alliances, Five Pavilions and Nine Sects are all gifted demons, and it is an honor to have the opportunity to receive the teachings today, and I hope to give them advice!"

"Okay! In that case, please prepare to pick up Huang!" Huang Haoyuan nodded slowly, his expression was not angry or angry, but his eyes showed praise.

After hearing this, the other monks present all fell on Han Zhonglin, and many monks began to secretly communicate and discuss with the neighboring monks.

"This monk is really bold, he even said crazy to pick up Huang Zhenren!"

"Wearing a mask and not daring to show his true face, could it be that he is a secret master from the Four Alliances, Five Pavilions and Nine Sects?"

"This person seems to have entered the Jindan period not long ago, dare to openly call out Huang Zhenren, is there anything to rely on?"

"Just now Huang Zhenren said that this person can cast the method of array seals, maybe this person really has the strength to take over Huang Zhenren's style. ”

......

While the monks were talking, their eyes were not leaving the center of the scene, one yellow and one gray.

Han Zhonglin gathered his thoughts and concentrated, feeling the battle intent rising from his bones, gradually blending into the meridians and flesh and blood. The Yuan Force in the dantian was surging, and the momentum continued to rise, approaching the second layer of the ordinary Jindan period.

A crimson flying sword appeared in Huang Haoyuan's hand, his arm slowly raised, and the fiery red Yuan Mang on the surface of the crimson flying sword flowed, and began to swallow Yuan Gang. Not only that, Huang Haoyuan's body began to emit a red halo, and the man and the sword quickly merged into a red glow.

Han Zhonglin looked at the scene opposite, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, and a strong uneasiness welled up in his heart, which was an instinctive reaction.

"The total line is endless, pushing Ling Taixu, holding a sword to rush Yin and Yang, and holding a lamp Xinggang!"

A false word flowed through his mind, and Han Zhonglin had infinite pride in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Overlord King Kong Realm, open!"

The momentum on his body rose again, the gray robe was agitated without wind, and the powerful momentum showed a domineering and fierce side.

The white-clothed monk Lu Yizhou had been watching the changes in the momentum around Han Zhonglin, and his face gradually became gloomy. Not only Lu Yizhou, but all the other monks present also showed surprised and solemn expressions.

Huang Haoyuan, who was hidden in the red light group, found the strange aura emitted by Han Zhonglin, and the momentum around his body suddenly turned, and the red light group turned bright, and after a few breaths, it completely turned into a white light.

Lu Yizhou saw the white mangs rising, his gloomy face quickly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth showed a fierce sneer.

"Da Yuan Tiangang, nothingness!"

Huang Haoyuan's voice was far away and high, echoing in the ears of all the monks outside the venue, and the monks couldn't help but have an illusion for a moment, as if the whole world suddenly fell into endless silence.

At this moment, the white light suddenly dazzled, and the monks' pupils saw an extremely fine white line flash away, and in the next moment, the white light suddenly disappeared, revealing Huang Haoyuan's figure.

At the same moment, the monks saw a yellow halo appear out of thin air, and an earthy yellow torrent of Yuan Force surged out of the halo silently, thousands of thunderbolts appeared, and a thick and thick aura rippled out.

All the monks outside the arena watched everything that was happening in front of them in their pupils, and before they could think about it, they saw a gray-clothed figure flying out upside down like an arrow from the string, hitting the mountain wall, and making a loud "bang".

The monks couldn't help but be excited, and looked at the mountain wall, and found that there was a pit two or three zhang wide on the mountain wall, and the smoke and dust flew wantonly, but they couldn't see the depth of the ravine.

The monks stared at the stone ravine without blinking, hoping that the smoke and dust would dissipate immediately.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the crater gradually became clearer, and a vague figure was revealed.

The dust and smoke finally cleared, and the monks couldn't help but gasp. The figure of the masked monk was embedded in the mountain, his clothes were in tatters, and the silver mask was full of small cracks, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Just when the monks were speculating in their hearts, they saw that the figure suddenly moved, and stepped out of the pit, dusting off the dust around him as he went, and took off his tattered clothes, revealing a robe lined with many torn parts, which did not look injured, which made the monks watching the battle stunned.

Lu Yizhou's eyes were fixed on Han Zhonglin's figure, his face was gloomy as water, and his fists were secretly clenched.

"Daoyou is still a body refining cultivator, which is really beyond Huang's expectations!" Huang Haoyuan showed a warm smile on his face.

Han Zhonglin arched his hand, but said straightly: "I am fortunate to take over the real person, when I leave, there will be a period later!"

Summoning the Cold Sky Sword, Han Zhonglin was about to quickly leave the land of right and wrong, but when he saw that the monks surrounded by the mountain wall had no intention of avoiding it, he couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "What, the real person is ready to break his word?"

"Daoyou misunderstood. A boat, let go!" Huang Haoyuan still smiled kindly.

"Senior brother.."

"Release!" Huang Haoyuan's face sank, and he immediately said unhappily.

"Goodbye!" Han Zhonglin harnessed the Cold Sky Sword and swept away into the distance quickly.

"Fellow Daoists, clean up the treasures in the demon beast cave as soon as possible, tomorrow we will rush to 300,000 miles away, the day of the opening of the Demon Palace is approaching, and there is no delay!"

When the monks heard the order, they immediately swept towards the caves, leaving only Huang Haoyuan and Lu Yizhou behind.

"Senior brother, easily let this person go, where to put the majesty of the senior brother? It's still too late for Yizhou to chase and kill a few henchmen!" Lu Yizhou said urgently.

Huang Haoyuan stopped and said: "Yizhou thinks that what strength did my brother use just now?"

"Senior brother, it's about seventy percent!" Lu Yizhou said with a deep groan.

"I didn't see that monk using all his strength!" Huang Haoyuan sighed.

"How is it possible?" Lu Yizhou's face was full of disbelief.

"If you don't die if you fight a tiger, you will be counterattacked! If you form a good fate, you will not be burdened by it!"

Huang Haoyuan finished speaking meaningfully, and appeared more than a dozen feet away with one step, leaving Lu Yizhou looking at the direction where Han Zhonglin disappeared and was silent for a long time.