"It's dangerous!"

When he walked out of the teleportation array, Han Zhonglin was already shocked into a cold sweat. Taking off the outer layer of gray robes, and then revealing the inner layer of cyan dragon scale robes, Han Zhonglin found that the back of the gray robe was in tatters.

"I almost caught the sneak attack of the Xuanyi monk just now, if it weren't for the hegemonic body technique and the dragon scale magic robe, I'm afraid it would be more than lucky!"

Han Zhonglin finally understood what the Lanling Daoist said that the Divine Wind Alliance did not explicitly prohibit other monks from sneaking up on other cultivators during the trial of the second level of heaven and earth.

"That green-shirted monk may have guessed my intentions, and he can enter the teleportation circle in a single shot, and his strength should not be underestimated. ”

Han Zhonglin was thinking about the dangerous scene, and the yellow token in his palm suddenly lit up.

Infiltrating the token, a map twisting back and forth came to mind.

After walking for half an hour along the route in his mind, Han Zhonglin discovered a magic circle in an inconspicuous cave.

The circle stood in the center of the chamber, emitting a soft glow, as if it was quietly waiting for the arrival of the monk who had successfully passed the first few levels.

"It seems that this is the teleportation array leading to the Tianguan trial. ”

Han Zhonglin walked into the circle with his identity token in his hand, and after a flash of white light, calm returned to the cave room.

Not long after Han Zhonglin teleported out of the cave and disappeared, a figure flashed into the cave, but it was a green-shirted and elegant monk.

When the green-shirted monk saw the teleportation circle, his eyes immediately showed a look of excitement, and he stepped in.

When Han Zhonglin reappeared, he found himself in a hall with a tall dome.

"It's .."

Han Zhonglin was puzzled, and found that four or five figures appeared not far away one after another, one of which was the elegant monk in green shirts.

The four or five monks were also unaware of why, the green-shirted monks turned their eyes around, and when they saw Han Zhonglin, they were stunned at first, and then cast a smile.

Han Zhonglin didn't pay attention to the green-shirted monk, but went straight to the depths of the main hall, and saw a translucent Yuan Force Array.

After getting closer, the identity token in Han Zhonglin's hand suddenly emitted a yellow light and disappeared into the array, and then a black passage appeared in the array.

"It turns out that this is the entrance to the real Tianguan Trial!" Han Zhonglin walked into the black passage.

Seeing that Han Zhonglin didn't pay attention to his kindness, the green-shirted monk was quite embarrassed for a while, until Han Zhonglin disappeared into the array, and two cold lights flashed in his eyes.

After Han Zhonglin entered the black passage, he felt that his body suddenly floated up, and he swept towards the faint light at the end of the black passage uncontrollably.

There was endless darkness all around, maybe the speed of the flight was too fast, and the sound of wind whistle sounded in his ears at some point, and the faint light in front of him seemed to be a stone's throw away, which actually made Han Zhonglin feel how long it was.

About a quarter of an hour later, Han Zhonglin seemed to have crossed the space far away at a certain moment, and suddenly appeared in a shimmering area.

"What the hell happened just now, it's such a wonderful feeling!" Han Zhonglin was inexplicably surprised.

Han Zhonglin stood in the small shimmer area, and found that there were eight portals emitting different colors of soft light standing in the endless darkness around him, and behind the portals was still boundless darkness.

At this moment, the yellow token in Han Zhonglin's palm lit up again, and soon, a text was reflected in his mind.

"Eight Gates Dunjia, the pattern of heaven and earth, the strange doors are staggered, the blessings and misfortunes rely on each other, let the door enter, the good and the evil take their own, and the time limit is three days!"

Han Zhonglin's heart paused slightly, and he wondered: "How can it be the Qimen Dunjia Formation, isn't it like the Qimen Sect of the Central Cultivation Domain, the monks of the Xuanji Sect of the Central Cultivation Domain and the Divine Imperial Sect can easily go out of the formation?"

After thinking about it for a while, Han Zhonglin had a plan in his heart. After carefully watching left and right for a while, he couldn't find any clues of the formation, and Han Zhonglin simply walked towards a portal in front of him.

After entering the portal, he had just taken two steps forward, and Han Zhonglin only felt that the sky was spinning, and the darkness faded in an instant, and a lava world came in the blink of an eye.

Han Zhonglin's feet stepped on a lava reef, and the hot air suddenly enveloped him, making people feel hot and dry.

On the outskirts of the island is a sea of molten flames with no edge in sight, flames flowing with entropy and pillars of sulfur gushing. To Han Zhonglin's surprise, there were several calm magma regions in the Molten Sea, which were extremely calm, and they were very different from the other hot magma regions.

And there were magnificent black lotus flowers floating on the calm magma, which immediately attracted Han Zhonglin's attention.

Each lotus petal is almost ink-colored, but faintly transparent, arranged in a ring, more stretched outward, and the cup-shaped receptacle is half-sunk in the flame pulp.

The most striking thing is that the sepals of the lotus flower turn into a strange purple, and the core of the inner chakra turns blue, making the whole lotus look dignified and a little evil.

Han Zhonglin looked behind him and found that the portal behind him had not disappeared, it was quietly located in the dark void, mysterious and extraordinary, and it seemed that he could return to the shimmering area through the portal.

"What the hell is this place?"

Han Zhonglin's heart moved, and a spirit dragon flew out of the sleeve of his robe and flew towards the outside of the lava island.

However, less than a dozen zhang after the spirit dragon flew out, several waves of flame suddenly set off in the molten sea, sweeping towards the spirit dragon.

Han Zhonglin controlled the spirit dragon to shuttle up and down in the scorching waves, sweeping towards the black lotus area.

When the spirit dragon swept over the black lotus, the tyrannical flame waves in the outer molten area immediately dissipated. The spirit dragon approached the black lotus flower below, and the black lotus flower reflected in Han Zhonglin's mind was even more beautiful and more seductive.

Just when Han Zhonglin wanted to get closer to the black lotus, and the spirit dragon floated to a foot away from the black lotus, a strange scene happened, a cluster of cores in the inner wheel of the lotus flower burst out with a touch of black flames, and the entire lotus began to decline, and the ink-colored petals quickly converged inward, completely shrinking into a flower ball in just a few breaths.

"Huh?"

Han Zhonglin couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise, and then controlled the spirit dragon to sweep towards the rest of the black lotus, and when the spirit dragon approached the black lotus for a certain distance, all the black lotus flowers shrank.

After retrieving the spirit dragon, Han Zhonglin forgot to glance at the endless molten flames around him, turned around and jumped into the portal, and disappeared into the molten flame world.

As soon as Han Zhonglin disappeared into the Molten Flame World, the black lotus flower that had originally shrunk into a ball of flowers suddenly bloomed again, and the figure of an ascended monk appeared in the void portal.

Sure enough, Han Zhonglin returned to the shimmering area, and the remaining seven portals were still standing, and there was no change.

"The molten world just now is a little unspeakably weird, I don't know what the scene is behind the other seven portals?"

Han Zhonglin thought so, and his figure flashed into another portal.