The mouth of the giant tower golem was black, and the cold aura was heavy, and Han Zhonglin only felt as if he had fallen into the eternal cold abyss.

Walking slowly, Han Zhonglin carefully sensed the subtle sound coming from the road ahead, and found that there was nothing else except his rhythmic footsteps.

"I thought that there was a teleportation array to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Realm in the giant mouth, but I didn't expect it to be a passage of Yongdao!" Han Zhonglin said secretly.

The cold corridor is still wide, I don't know where it leads?

About half an hour later, Han Zhonglin noticed a glimmer of light from a distance, and immediately quickened his pace and walked forward.

Walking to the end of the road, Han Zhonglin finally saw the scene outside the entrance of the cave, and couldn't help but stand on the spot.

It's a crimson world!

Nine red stars hung in the sky, like the "hanging sun" in the sky, emitting a crimson light, illuminating the entire vast land!

The mountain peaks are lined up, the trees are scattered into patches, the waterways are meandering, the stone houses are dotted, and the clusters of water are built, which is actually a scene of the best source in the world, which is very different from what Han Zhonglin thought in his heart.

It took a long time for Han Zhonglin to wake up from his shock.

Ahead lies a wide black stone path that leads to a whole new world.

Han Zhonglin was shocked, but his heart was even more vigilant. In this strange world, crises can happen anytime and anywhere, not to mention the unknown risks involved!

Flying quickly along the black stone road, Han Zhonglin entered a straight path and came to a black stone house.

Standing under the black stone house, Han Zhonglin found that this stone house was extremely tall, thirty zhang high, and it was simply tailor-made for a demon like "Xiu Moji".

Han Zhonglin suddenly became extremely curious, and wanted to enter the magic house to take a look.

The figure floated up, and Han Zhonglin jumped towards the demon house, and as soon as he flew out of the four or five zhang, Han Zhonglin felt blocked by an invisible force.

Hovering in mid-air, Harzhonglin noticed that a transparent barrier slowly appeared outside the magic house.

"It turned out to be a protection enchantment, much more clever than the light curtain enchantment in the eighteenth layer of the living realm!" Han Zhonglin couldn't help but be surprised.

The more this was the case, Han Zhonglin was even more interested, and his fists immediately bloomed with a dark golden glow, and he used all his strength to bombard the transparent enchantment.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Han Zhonglin's figure flew upside down for more than a dozen zhang before he was about to freeze, and he was a little dazed at that time, and he couldn't help but whisper: "This..."

He used all his strength to attack the Hegemony Vajra Realm, but he only smashed a gap more than a zhang wide on the transparent barrier, and before Han Zhonglin could react, the gap had been re-closed.

The excitement in Han Zhonglin's pupils had long since receded, and turned into solemnity: "The protective enchantments of ordinary demon houses are so strong, it seems that it is not a wise move to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Realm!"

"Let's try today to see if we can break this barrier!"

As far as Han Zhonglin could see, two gray Yuan forces emerged from his palms, and the Yuan Force turned into filaments attached to the transparent enchantment.

Just when Han Zhonglin was looking forward to it, a paradoxical scene happened, and the filaments gradually merged into the transparent enchantment and disappeared.

The enchantment was already transparent, and there was no change, so Han Zhonglin tried to reach out into the enchantment, and found that the enchantment was still strong, and he knew that it would not work to break the enchantment with Xuanyuan's method.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Zhonglin decided to solve it with violence!

A three-inch-long small sword appeared in the palm of his hand, the small sword was dark and simple, and silver flashed on the surface. The moment the little sword appeared, it was accompanied by a faint coercion, which was the Sword of Thunder.

After passing through the Land of Thunder and Lightning, Han Zhonglin knew that the Sword of Thunder had undergone indescribable changes. At this time, although the Thunder Sword looked more and more ordinary, Han Zhonglin could know how violent the power contained in it was!

"Broken!"

Han Zhonglin secretly snorted, and the silver light in front of him flashed away, and he saw a fist-sized gap appear in the originally transparent enchantment.

An even more peculiar scene appeared, the fist-sized gap could not be bridged.

"It turns out that Lei Yuan's power can hinder the bridging of the transparent enchantment!"

Immediately, Han Zhonglin thought of the green-shirted monk who was taken by Feng Jiuyan's side, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

Today's Thunder Sword was sent and received from the heart, and the sword body released a thunderbolt in an instant, like the last deadly thunder tribulation in the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation.

Putting away the Thunder Sword, Han Zhonglin's palm revealed a dazzling silver light, stretched into the gap, and saw that the enchantment encountered the thunder mang and quickly dodged, and after a few breaths, it was already enough for one person to pass through.

With a flickering figure, entering the enchantment, Han Zhonglin came to the gate of the Demon House.

The two doors are dark cyan, four or five feet high, and the material seems to be similar to the door when he first entered the outer periphery of the Demon Palace, carving the Demon Eye, but the difference is that there is no terrifying picture on the two doors.

Pushing open the door with great force, he heard a boom, dust and smoke rose everywhere, and a wide space appeared in front of Han Zhonglin's eyes.

Walking into the magic house, Han Zhonglin found that the magic house was divided into two layers, and he first saw a round platform, and on one side of the round platform were several huge black utensils, and he couldn't see what the function was.

The furnishings were very ordinary, and Han Zhonglin did not find anything eye-catching when he looked around.

Walk up the tall stone steps to the second floor, and you'll see a huge black bed in the center.

"This second floor is obviously the area where the demons rest!"

Looking at the black wall on the side of the demon house, there was a skeleton of a demon beast skull with two fangs, which seemed to be a decorative thing.

"The skull skeleton after death is so terrifying, which shows how powerful this demon beast was when it was alive!" Han Zhonglin praised.

Han Zhonglin knocked on the black wall, and was shocked to find that the wall was extremely hard.

"It seems that this black stone is a strange material only found by the demons, and the eighteenth layer of the Birth Realm is made of this material!"

After visiting the magic house with great interest, Han Zhonglin was a little unsatisfied without getting it, and as soon as he raised his head when he came out of the magic house, the color immediately changed after the mask!

A black cloud in the distance swept at a rapid speed, and it was several miles away without a sound, and it was actually coming in the direction of the Demon House.

Without thinking much about it, Han Zhonglin raised his hand and flashed a silver light, and then the silver light in his palm opened the enchantment again.

Two thunder wings instantly stretched out behind him, and with a flick of his wings, Han Zhonglin turned into a flash of lightning and galloped into the distance.

After flying out for four or five miles, Han Zhonglin found that the black cloud was really coming towards him, and he continuously urged the dantian to try to get rid of the black cloud. If he got rid of it, Han Zhonglin decided to withdraw to the Rasheng Realm again.

A black shadow cautiously emerged from the corridor, and when it saw the strange world in front of him, he was as speechless as Han Zhonglin for a long time.

Suddenly, the black shadow's eyes saw a silver light rising from a distance and galloping into the distance, the speed was staggering, and a mysterious black cloud behind him chased after him.

"That silver-masked monk is actually a thunder monk, hidden deep enough! No, what is that black cloud, is it a terrifying monster in this Ten Thousand Demon Realm?"

The black shadow couldn't help but slap a spirit, glanced at the silver light that was about to disappear in the distance a few times, and finally sighed, and returned to the corridor speechlessly.