After Han Zhonglin hesitated for a moment, he still flashed into the light curtain.

The moment he passed through the light curtain, Han Zhonglin felt a familiar viscous force, very similar to when he broke into the Wuleng Realm for no reason.

As soon as Han Zhonglin felt that his body was light, a magnificent aura pressed him, and his body couldn't help but stagnate.

Just ahead, more than a dozen streamers were already dozens of feet away, and they didn't seem to be affected, and they quickly swept towards a huge black portal.

"It's all evil!"

Han Zhonglin said secretly, urging the essence of the dantian with all his strength, turning into a streamer and galloping towards the portal.

The Demon King Hall looks six hundred zhang high from outside the enchantment, like a black mountain, like a miracle work, and it cannot be done unless the power of the heavens. But it wasn't until he entered the enchantment that Han Zhonglin's heart was even more shocked!

The outer barrier seems to have distorted the space, hiding the true face of the Demon King Palace.

The Demon King Hall is like a long halberd towering into the sky, thousands of feet high, wantonly exuding an unrivaled fierce momentum, as if to shake the majesty of the Heavenly Dao.

The surface of the "long halberd" has a smooth facet attached to the ups and downs, which shines with a strange light, which is even more mysterious.

And at the top of the "halberd", a "double pupil" sign is extremely eye-catching, which is the eye of Maha.

Just as Han Zhonglin was admiring the Supreme Demon Palace, a huge sound erupted in front of him, and all kinds of light immediately burst out, and Liu Fangwu's giant human body appearance appeared again.

A low "woo" sound suddenly sounded, and Han Zhonglin saw that the huge portal that had been sealed for hundreds of years revealed a gap, and the Demon King Hall was really opened!

Han Zhonglin sped up his speed, there must be something in the Demon King Hall that made the monks of the super sect line tempting, how could it be reasonable to miss it?

The huge portal was opened a little bit, and Xiao Yaotian's voice sounded:

"It only takes a quarter of an hour to leave the door open, greed is not a smart move!"

The portal finally opened, revealing a black expanse, and as soon as Han Zhonglin swept out of the portal, more than a dozen figures flashed into the darkness.

The figure suddenly stopped, pausing outside the portal, Han Zhonglin showed a contemplative expression, and suddenly remembered the miasma array in the Demon Hall of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.

Han Zhonglin gritted his teeth, secretly performed the Hegemony Technique, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Swept into the darkness, Han Zhonglin immediately sensed eighteen spiritual power fluctuations.

"I see, this array is similar to the land of heavenly decay, which can invisibly block the eyes, nose, ears, tongue, and body!" Han Zhonglin's heart was slightly settled.

At the same time, the eighteen spiritual power fluctuations suddenly strengthened, and then converged in several places, as if they were scrambling, making the situation in the darkness even more complicated.

"Hey, what are these faint spiritual power fluctuations that appear from time to time, are they treasures?" Han Zhonglin's heart beat uncontrollably, and a light suddenly flashed in his pupils.

In the blink of an eye, Han Zhonglin noticed a faint fluctuation of spiritual power quietly approaching, and he couldn't help but feel alarmed.

Before he could think about it, the top of his fists had already turned into crystal black, and he instantly smashed it in the direction of spiritual power fluctuations.

Just when Han Zhonglin was not suspicious, the faint spiritual power fluctuation suddenly disappeared, and the three strong aura fluctuations followed.

"Not good!"

Han Zhonglin's brows furrowed suddenly, and he cast a thunder technique, avoiding the three breaths in a millimeter.

The three breaths faintly collided in one place, and as soon as Han Zhonglin breathed a sigh of relief, he sensed that one of the strong and domineering breaths was coming in a different direction, obviously intentionally.

"Since that's the case, let's try to see if the Body Overlord Technique can compete with the top young cultivators in the Central Cultivation Domain!"

Han Zhonglin burst out with a strong battle intent, the heaven and earth spirit armor appeared, and the strength of his body gathered on his fists and directly met him.

Silently, Han Zhonglin only felt that his fists were filled with a monstrous force, like a heavy fist hammering in his chest, and his body flew out upside down.

After stopping his body, Han Zhonglin found that his body was not in trouble, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "It's extremely powerful!"

Han Zhonglin already knew which monk had just made the move, but it was Liu Fangwu of the Shenyue Sect.

"Could it be that this Liu Fangwu blames me for hiding in the team of him, Feng Jiuyan, and Shang Ke?" Han Zhonglin shook his head and smiled bitterly, and at the same time felt three points more sure in his heart.

Suddenly, a faint fluctuation of spiritual power appeared not far away.

Han Zhonglin flickered two times in a row to the position of the transmission of spiritual power fluctuations, and the other three breaths came towards him.

Without dodging, he smashed out with a punch, and Han Zhonglin felt a sense of exuberance all over his body, and he gradually adapted to his strong physique.

The four breaths suddenly separated, and Han Zhonglin Orr sensed that he was locked by a chill.

"It's him!" a ball of blood appeared in Han Zhonglin's mind, only he had such a terrifying aura on him.

The second time in his life did Han Zhonglin feel such oppression, the first time was when he was facing the last Heavenly Tribulation in the Land of Thunder and Lightning.

The screen is like a mirror, the complicated thoughts are gone, the crystal black on the surface of the fists quietly turns into darkness, and the skin and flesh around the body are dense and scaly.

Han Zhonglin unconsciously raised his battle intent to the extreme, and there was thunder on his fists and hundreds of scales around him.

"Boom!"

Han Zhonglin's endless sea of knowledge first reflected a blood-colored sword, a thunderbolt exploded out of thin air, the blood-colored sword light dissipated in an instant, and silence returned to the sea of knowledge!

A thought, a thunderbolt, a punch out, the world is quiet!

The pupils of his eyes were clear again, and Han Zhonglin's consciousness returned to his body in an instant.

"What an amazing feeling!"

Han Zhonglin carefully recalled, the more he wanted to catch a trace, the more he didn't keep a trace, as if it was really an illusion.

Time passed little by little, and after fighting with several breaths several times, Han Zhonglin sensed that the faint spiritual power fluctuations in the darkness were becoming more and more unpredictable.

Thinking that the time limit of a quarter of an hour was approaching, Han Zhonglin began to quietly capture the traces of other breaths, intending to follow him out of the Obstacle Array.

Just as he was expecting it, a strange sense of opportunity inexplicably appeared in Han Zhonglin's mind, which seemed familiar.

Han Zhonglin's divine sense probed the surroundings darkly, and there was nothing strange about it, so he immediately shook his head.

"What an extra breath!"

Han Zhonglin thought it was an illusion, but his expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly found that the other dozen or so breaths were all swept in one direction.

As soon as he wanted to leave, Han Zhonglin felt that the darkness around him had become viscous, and his heart was even more alarmed.

In the next moment, Han Zhonglin found that the extra strange aura was actually coming towards him.

Han Zhonglin's back was cold, and the thunder mark at the center of his eyebrows suddenly appeared, and a circle of silver light erupted around his body, only to feel that the viscous force around him suddenly lightened, and he struggled to sweep in one direction.

The huge portal of the Demon King Hall automatically closed slightly, opening less than two feet, and four rays of light suddenly swept out of the darkness.

In a few moments, a series of fourteen figures hurriedly jumped out of the dark portal.

The four rays of light did not stop at all, directly penetrating the barrier and leaving.

The other fourteen monks swept to the edge of the barrier, looking back at the closing portal with a look of surprise.

After a few breaths, eight more monks departed through the barrier.

Feng Jiuyan and Shang Ke and Liu Fangwu, who were not far away beside him, looked at each other back and forth, their eyes were not without regret, and they took the lead and left, leaving only two men and one woman and three monks.

"Brother Haoyuan, Senior Sister Bingling, there is something wrong in the Demon King Palace, we should go back to the sect as soon as possible to report it!" Jin Yu said urgently.

Bingling finally glanced at the huge portal that was about to be completely closed by only one position, and said in a casual voice: "Senior Brother Huang, Senior Brother Jin is reasonable, I should leave as soon as possible, so as not to cause another accident!"

Huang Haoyuan nodded solemnly, and the moment he turned his head to leave, an embarrassed figure jumped out of the afterglow of his pupils.