The team of human monks left as fast as the wind, leaving behind two or three hundred demon cultivators of unknown origin.

Han Zhonglin held a wind-based flying sword at his feet, and while moving forward with the team, he secretly observed Zong Ming and Tie Xuan from time to time.

Regarding the origin of Tie Xuan, Han Zhonglin has already thought of a clue, and after further determining the relationship between the two, Han Zhonglin will not hesitate to find an opportunity to get rid of Tie Xuan.

"If this person has been undercover in the Lost Immortal Sect, the consequences will be unimaginable. If it weren't for the chance to break the relationship between the two, maybe a hundred and ten years later would be the time for the Lost Immortal Sect to extinct the sect!"

Han Zhonglin thought of this, and a chill flashed in his eyes behind the mask.

Since stepping into the path of cultivation, Han Zhonglin has always had the intention to establish the Han clan as a Xiuzhen family.

"The Demon Palace will open soon, and then I will rush to the place where the Demon Palace is opened without stopping!"

Feng Jiuyan's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of all the monks, which surprised Han Zhonglin and made some associations at the same time.

"Can Feng Jiuyan really predict the opening time of the Demon Palace in advance?"

Han Zhonglin immediately remembered a poem that was very popular in the Central Cultivation Domain:

"Participate in the creation of the way of heaven, educate the ignorant fortune of the ten thousand dynasties, get the yin and yang of the gods, and plan the infinite world. ”

This poem is the praise of the monks of the Central Xiuzhen Domain for the Heavenly Master School, the Heavenly Master School has always been in the position of educating all directions among the nine major schools, and the successive Heavenly Master Sects have been known as "Divine Machines and Taoists".

It has been rumored that the successive Shenji Taoist people have inherited an ancient book of heaven, and the Shenji Taoist people are relying on the book of heaven to peek into the way of heaven, derive the heavenly machine, know everything, can refer to it, and also predict the future.

"If it is really as the barbarian god and demon venerable said, the jade ruler and the book of heaven in Feng Jiuyan's hand are both treasures, which are enough to kill them but they are not painful, it seems that there is another hidden reason. If Feng Jiuyan can let go and give it up, then it must have something to do with the opening of the Demon Palace!" Han Zhonglin couldn't help but guess in his heart.

Thinking of this, Han Zhonglin had another terrible thought: "Feng Jiuyan can easily take out two treasures, then Huang Haoyuan, who is a descendant monk of the Treasure Pavilion, may not have no treasures by his side, it seems that in the last battle, Huang Haoyuan did not really kill him!"

"The grass is damp and silted, and the brocade flowers are pretty, not more than three feet away, but it is really cloudy and muddy. ”

Han Zhonglin once again deeply felt that there was still a world of difference between him and these true lineage monks of the great sect of Sejong.

More than two hundred monks continued to gallop, zigzag forward under the leadership of Feng Jiuyan, and in the process of marching, Feng Jiuyan would stop and deduce for a moment every day or two, and the location of the Demon Palace did not seem to be fixed.

After seven days, the group of monks finally stopped in a vast dense forest with a radius of 100 miles.

Feng Jiuyan, Shang Ke, and Liu Fangwu were pointing at the dense forest at the front, Feng Jiuyan was talking about something, and Shang Ke and Liu Fangwu on both sides nodded frequently.

Han Zhonglin inadvertently swept past the three of them, and he caught a glimpse of Feng Jiuyan holding a simple piece of armor in his hand from a distance, and there was a faint blue light flickering on the piece of armor.

"Could it be another treasure, the Heavenly Master Sect's heritage is really profound!" Han Zhonglin's heart was stunned.

Han Zhonglin looked at the endless dense forest from afar, and did not find any spiritual power fluctuations, let alone other strange things.

The dense forest in front of him doesn't seem to have any connection with the Demon Palace, I don't know what Feng Jiuyan means. Han Zhonglin was secretly looking forward to it.

Soon, the monks in the brigade all received the transmission of Feng Jiuyan, and after a day of temporary repair, they would do another calculation, and most of the monks who were still in the foundation building period were really relieved.

Early the next morning, Feng Jiuyan, Shang Ke, and Liu Fangwu, two monks, left the team and swept into the depths of the dense forest.

Towards noon, all the monks who were immersed in cultivation opened their eyes and looked at the depths of the dense forest suspiciously.

The aura between heaven and earth seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, and it actually began to become active, and the monks were inexplicably surprised to perceive such an abnormality.

As time passed, the aura of heaven and earth became restless, gusts of strange wind formed out of thin air, and the entire dense forest did not become calm.

"Could it be that this is the precursor to the birth of the Demon Palace?" Han Zhonglin couldn't help but raise his vigilance in case a sudden situation appeared.

Since entering the Divine Wind Secret Realm, Han Zhonglin has seen many visions and strange regions, and everything that happened in front of him is full of strangeness.

Just when the monks were suspicious, they saw three rays of light suddenly appear in the distant sky, and the speed of the three rays of light was extremely fast, as if something terrible was chasing after them.

"Get out of here, the farther away the better!"

Feng Jiuyan's urgent voice came from afar, and all the monks were stunned at first, but then they all understood what was coming, and for a while, all kinds of light rose up, and they all galloped in the direction where they came.

Han Zhonglin's dantian yuan power surged rapidly, but it was a pity that the cyan flying sword under his feet was too ordinary, and it was not as fast as the cold sky sword, and it was a big stretch away from the other Jindan early stage monks, attracting many monks in the foundation building period who had passed by, and cast all kinds of strange glances, Han Zhonglin was extremely suffering.

After a while, Feng Jiuyan and the other three caught up with the team, only speeding forward, and at this time, the vitality between heaven and earth was already manic.

After flying out of the hundred miles in a row, all the monks saw the ground tremble below, as if there was a peerless fierce demon below that was about to break through the ground.

"All the monks obey the order and try to increase the flight altitude as much as possible!" Feng Jiuyan's voice was mixed with heaviness.

When all the monks wanted to increase their flight altitude, they realized a serious problem, the Yuan Qi in the Divine Wind Secret Realm was much richer than the outside world, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi had formed an undercurrent at some point, and the higher the flight, the more difficult it was to control the balance.

"Woooooooooo ！”

A dense muffled sound rang in the ears of all the monks, as if a large drum was beating continuously in the hearts of all the monks.

The earth trembled more and more violently, and the low voice suddenly increased, and all the monks looked down at the mountains and forests, and a shocking scene occurred.

A small mountain peak actually made the god "rumble" to move, and a piece of land not far away suddenly rose from the ground, and the land on one side rumbled down, and in the blink of an eye, a winding chasm was opened.

"Be sure to stay away from the chasm!" Feng Jiuyan reminded eagerly.

Finally, the earthquake trembled to the extreme, the sound of landslides and ground cracks was endless, and black smoke wafted out from countless cracked chasms, and the whole land fell into a black miasma.

All the monks realized something, and they all hid closely from the bottomless chasm below.

Suddenly, a strange voice rang out, and all the monks saw a little bit of fiery red emerge in the chasm.

"Be careful, the underground flames are about to erupt!" Feng Jiuyan's heavy voice sounded again.

As soon as Feng Jiuyan's words fell, all the monks saw some chasms crack again, and seven or eight pillars of flame melt suddenly erupted.

In an instant, all the monks fell into the envelopment of the huge flame melting pillar.