Huang Haoyuan turned his head suddenly, Bingling and Jin Yu turned around at the same time, and the eyes of the three showed incredible colors.

"Shangyuan Daoyou, I have to leave this place quickly!" Huang Haoyuan was immediately overjoyed and shouted.

Han Zhonglin escaped from the Demon King Palace, and saw three figures approaching the entrance of the enchantment from a distance.

Without time to think about it, Han Zhonglin took a few breaths and swept to Huang Haoyuan's side, and said in his mouth: "Go!"

The four monks rushed out of the barrier and turned their backs on the Demon King's Hall and galloped away into the distance.

After flying for hundreds of miles in a row, the four figures stopped at the same time.

Huang Haoyuan's gaze fell on Han Zhonglin's mask, and he said slowly: "Shangyuan Daoyou really impressed us, resisted Yin Wujiao's blow in the Demon King Palace's array, and escaped from the shock!"

Bingling and Jin Yu on the side couldn't help but look Han Zhonglin up and down, full of curiosity.

The corners of Huang Haoyuan's mouth suddenly showed a smile, and then said: "The other monks thought that there was no hope for Daoist friends to survive in the Demon King Palace, but Huang didn't think so!"

Han Zhonglin looked at Huang Haoyuan and couldn't help asking, "Oh, why did the real person think that he could escape?"

"It is not difficult to deduce that Daoist friends can enter the Wuleng Realm alone, there must be a special method, so Huang inferred in turn that the changes in the Demon King Palace are not enough to threaten Daoyou!" Huang Haoyuan said frankly.

Han Zhonglin smiled even more bitterly after hearing this, but he was still silent on the surface.

Huang Haoyuan said with a straight face: "Huang is so close to Daoyou, I hope that Daoyou can tell the truth about something." ”

"Huang Zhenren might as well say it directly!"

Huang Haoyuan's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he asked directly, "Daoist friends are from the Phantom Star Sea?"

Han Zhonglin's heart immediately moved, and after a flash of thought, he slowly shook his head.

Such a move fell into the eyes of the three monks on the side, but it had a different meaning.

Huang Haoyuan showed a contemplative expression, while Bingling and Jin Yu showed a slightly complicated expression.

After a few breaths, Huang Haoyuan's face returned to the same as before, and then the words changed: "Daoist friends are willing to leave this Wuleng Realm with us?"

Han Zhonglin was a little reserved, and then bowed slightly: "In this case, there are three Taoist friends!"

"Later, I will ask Daoyou to help!"

Huang Haoyuan finished speaking, and a scroll flew out of the sleeve of his robe.

I saw that the scroll was dark gold, slowly spreading out in the void.

"It's actually a Space Scroll Rune Array!" Han Zhonglin's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but think of a slight mention in the "Array Dao Overview".

The scroll rune array is an extremely precious magic object, and the space scroll rune array is even rarer, and the reason why the space scroll rune array is rare is because the second-class scroll rune array cannot be achieved without the level of a great array master, and it is divided into two scrolls of heaven and earth, and the two rune scrolls of heaven and earth are only used for this purpose, and they will be completely wasted after use.

What Huang Haoyuan took out was the heavenly scroll, and he saw that the scroll was engraved with dense silver lines, which looked similar to the lines on the silver giant pillars of the main hall when the life and death pass was opened.

"Enlightenment!"

Huang Haoyuan let out a low snort, and two white rays shot out of his palms and merged into the scroll, Bingling, Jin Yu, and Han Zhonglin did not dare to slack off, and injected Yuan Li into the scroll respectively.

Han Zhonglin's color changed slightly, and he suddenly found that there was an extremely strong suction force coming from the scroll, and the yuan force was uncontrollably merged into the scroll.

Half a quarter of an hour later, I saw the silver lines on the scroll fly out of the surface of the scroll like a small snake, and flew into the bodies of the four people in the blink of an eye.

After a few breaths, a sky-high white light erupted from the scroll, and the bodies of the four people instantly turned into four streamers of light and submerged into the white light.

When the white mangs disappeared, the scroll fluttered and fell downward.

Han Zhonglin only felt that he was wrapped in a mysterious force and fell rapidly in the endless gray, and a strong sense of dizziness struck.

After hundreds of breaths, the white light in front of Han Zhonglin's eyes reappeared, his body suddenly lightened, and his feet became solid.

"Rat, why are you!"

Before his sight could recover, an unkind voice suddenly sounded in Han Zhonglin's ears.

After two breaths, Han Zhonglin finally saw his surroundings clearly, and returned to a Ten Thousand Demon Realm, surrounded by more than a dozen monks in the center, and there was a scroll not far from his feet.

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, he saw the rather confused face of a white-clothed monk, who was Lu Yizhou? Except for Lu Yizhou, the other dozen or so eyes did not know why.

"Lu Daoyou, don't come unharmed!" Han Zhonglin smiled slightly.

"Yizhou, don't be rude to Shangyuan Daoyou!" Huang Haoyuan said angrily on the side.

When Lu Yizhou heard the reprimand, he couldn't help but be stunned, but then he showed a little embarrassment.

"Huang Zhenren, Shangyuan has other things to do, so he won't go with all your fellow Daoists. If he has a fate to see each other again, Shangyuan will exchange lamps with Taoist friends. Han Zhonglin resigned immediately.

Huang Haoyuan's eyes flashed with a different color after hearing this, and he smiled heartily: "Since Daoist friends have other things, Huang will no longer cover up, Daoist friends must remember Fang Cai's promise!"

Han Zhonglin's figure swept up, and he harnessed a wind-based cyan flying sword and galloped into the distance, disappearing into the sky after a while.

"Brother Haoyuan, why did you let him go so easily?" Jin Yu asked indifferently as he looked in the direction where Han Zhonglin had disappeared.

Huang Haoyuan looked directly at Jin Yu and said: "Whether he admits to being from that place or not, the forces behind him should not be underestimated, and we have all formed a good relationship with him, haven't we?"

"Little sister thinks that what Senior Brother Huang did is extremely proper!Now that more than ten days have passed, we should go back to the Rasheng Realm and wait for the Demon Palace to close!" Bingling suggested thoughtfully.

"Huang thinks that Senior Sister Bing's words are reasonable, why does Brother Jin think so?"

"According to what Senior Sister Bing said!"

Huang Haoyuan, Jin Yu, and Bingling then rushed to the sky with more than a dozen monks, and swept towards the passage of the Rasheng Realm.

After two days of galloping, Han Zhonglin finally found another entrance to the Rasheng Realm, entered a strange Rasheng Realm, and sat cross-legged while cultivating and waited for the Demon Palace to close!

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Rasho Realm, in a secret room.

The body of a yellow-clothed monk lay quietly on the round platform of the chamber.

In the silence, dense black liquid beads gradually oozed from the top wall of the chamber.

The black beads accumulated, but instead of falling immediately, they slowly gathered into a clump, and a day later, a black ball was formed, and the black ball was wrapped in a cloud of golden substance and a large mass of gray matter.

The black ball detached from the top wall of the chamber and slowly fell, and soon landed on top of the Yellow Friar's body.

The ball slowly spread, eventually enveloping the monk's body completely.

As time passed, the golden and gray substances in the orb diminished, and the Yellow Friar's body began to radiate life.

On the sixth day, the golden and gray substances in the orb were completely gone, and the Yellow Friar's body was already full of life, no different from a living person.

On the seventh day, the black fluid had faded in color, turning transparent and enveloping the Yellow Friar's body.

With a "poof", the ball liquid seemed to be punctured, and the transparent liquid began to flow in all directions.

The yellow-clothed monk's body suddenly moved, and then he slowly stood up, stretched his limbs a few times, and uttered a cold voice, as if to say to himself:

"This shell is too weak to be used for the time being. It's a pity to scare the snake in the palace of the king, and let the body that entered the realm of Moro escape!"

"Thirty thousand years is like a dream in the yellow sky, and look at what the three deceitful people of Tianxuan, Tianyu, and Tianqi can do, no matter what the Moluo Continent is transformed into, the return of the king of this Shinra will definitely achieve the glory of the demon race comparable to that of the Middle Ages!"