Han Zhonglin flashed out of a demon house, and instantly turned into a silver ray and galloped away into the distance, and a black cloud quietly attacked three miles away.

Half an hour later, Han Zhonglin got rid of the black clouds and fell into a purple forest.

Han Zhonglin stood still, and a dark cyan flying sword immediately appeared in his right palm.

"If it's really a wind-based spirit sword, when you return to Divine Wind City, soak it in spiritual dew for a while, maybe you can restore the spirituality of the flying sword!"

Because the spiritual weapon has not been conceived for too long, the spirit is imprisoned, and it is not even as good as an ordinary magic weapon.

In the past three days, Han Zhonglin has searched nearly fifty demon houses, but he has only harvested one flying sword spirit weapon, which is extremely bleak.

Putting away the dark cyan flying sword, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but think about it.

"It seems that the Ten Thousand Demon Realm has been looted here, and it will probably be in vain to search it again!"

Han Zhonglin's thoughts turned, and he remembered the traces of Feng Jiuyan and more than ten other monks.

"Feng Jiuyan and the other monks must have gone straight to the Wuleng Realm, so where is the entrance to the Wuleng Realm? The Ten Thousand Demon Realm here is about hundreds of miles wide, and the entrance to the Wuleng Realm may be in the central region. ”

Han Zhonglin suddenly remembered the strange thing he had discovered a few days ago: "The waterways of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm here seem to be converging in the same direction, and the direction of the water veins is most likely the direction of the entrance of the Wuleng Realm. ”

In a few blink of minds, Han Zhonglin had a plan in his heart.

Flying out of the purple wood, he came to the sky above the nearest waterway, and after checking the direction left and right, he turned into a continuous afterimage and swept towards the center of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.

Two hours later, Han Zhonglin flew in front of a relatively wide waterway.

"How did the waterway disappear here?" Han Zhonglin looked at the waterway below like blue satin, and doubted in his heart.

Along the way, Han Zhonglin found that small waterways converged to form new waterways, and the new waterways merged with other waterways, and the strange situation in front of him had to make Han Zhonglin suspicious.

Looking up, I saw a magnificent black palace standing abruptly in an open area.

"This is already the central region, and the majestic palace in front must be the key place of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm here. ”

After a little groaning, Han Zhonglin still couldn't suppress his curiosity and swept towards the black palace.

Arriving at the periphery of the Black Palace, Han Zhonglin immediately noticed something unusual.

"Enchantment!"

Han Zhonglin's palm inspired a ball of thunder to shoot towards the black palace, and he saw a blue light curtain appear out of thin air, and the thunder mang rippled on the light curtain.

"The blue enchantment seems to be much more powerful than the transparent enchantment outside the magic house!"

The sword of thunder appeared in the palm of his hand, and the power of the yuan in the dantian was vigorous, and the sword of thunder exuded a fierce aura.

"Break!" Han Zhonglin let out a low snort, and the Thunder Sword stabbed out in an instant.

To Han Zhonglin's surprise, the blue light curtain only trembled slightly, rippling in circles, and gradually recovered after a few breaths.

As soon as his mind moved, thunder and lightning lines appeared at the center of Han Zhonglin's eyebrows, and the thunder sword reappeared, and quickly expanded, and the surface of the sword body flashed with a trace of lightning, and a strong coercion descended.

"Break it again!"

As soon as the silver light flashed away, Han Zhonglin saw that the blue light curtain fluctuated violently, forming a small sunken area, and it failed to penetrate it with one blow!

"How is it possible, what kind of enchantment is this, even the Sword of Thunder can't pierce it!" Han Zhonglin's brows furrowed instantly.

Looking at the blue light curtain, Han Zhonglin secretly said in his heart: "The entrance to the Wuleng Realm must be in the black palace, it's a pity!"

Han Zhonglin did not hesitate to leave the outer area of the palace and turned back to the place where the waterway disappeared again.

"Where is the lower level of water flowing, could it be that there is something strange under the waterway?" Han Zhonglin turned his head sharply to look at the black demon temple in the distance, and a bold conjecture emerged.

Han Zhonglin decided to go deep into the waterway to find out, and when he came to the waterway, his palms glowed with dark gold, and then slowly poked into the blue water.

As soon as he stretched it in, Han Zhonglin's complexion suddenly changed, and a dense bite sensation came from the surface of his palm, but soon the bite sensation disappeared and turned into numbness.

Han Zhonglin was stunned at first, and then showed ecstasy.

The turquoise magic liquid actually has the effect of forging the body!

Since entering the second realm of the "Hegemonic Body Technique", Han Zhonglin has been worried about how to cultivate the third realm hegemonic body.

The "Overlord Body Technique" obtained from Huang Tianhua's hands is not complete, and there are only the cultivation methods of the glazed body and the vajra body, and how to cultivate the hegemonic body is not mentioned at all.

Han Zhonglin knew that it was luck that he could cultivate to the Vajra Realm, and he didn't know what the Heart of the Golden-backed Ape and the Blood of the Emperor Bear were!

"Since I don't know the cultivation method of the hegemonic body, it may not be a bad thing to try it!"

Walking into the waterway, his clothes were all soaked in blue magic liquid, and Han Zhonglin only felt the feeling of ten thousand ants biting suddenly, and his face couldn't help but show a look of pain.

At the same time, the thunder yuan force in the dantian was controlled in his mind to rush out, circulate to the eight veins of the Qi meridian, and then flow into the small meridians around his body.

One moment of pain, one moment of relief, Han Zhonglin immersed himself in this boring cultivation.

As the second day passed quietly, Han Zhonglin slowly opened his eyes, and immediately performed the Hegemony Technique, and saw that the dark golden palm was densely covered with black crystal dots.

"It is difficult to further improve the vajra body, and the magic liquid has very little function!"

After Han Zhonglin sighed in his heart, he dived into the waterway.

After diving deeper, Han Zhonglin was surprised to find that the water flow in the lower layer was turquoise, and the flow speed was extremely fast, and the surface of the waterway was completely observable.

"As expected, the lower water is flowing somewhere!"

Han Zhonglin dived along the current, and soon entered the darkness.

After about a quarter of an hour, Han Zhonglin noticed that the speed of the water had slowed down, and it seemed to enter an enclosed space.

Before he could figure out the situation, a huge suction force suddenly appeared, dragging Han Zhonglin towards a whirlpool, and a cloud of white light erupted from Han Zhonglin's body.

After seven or eight breaths, the pressure on Han Zhonglin's body increased suddenly, and the powerful squeezing force made Han Zhonglin's chest a little suffocated.

Before long, the suction disappeared, and the pressure around the body suddenly decreased, followed by a burst of boiling heat.

Han Zhonglin was shocked, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that there was a dark red below, countless tiny bubbles were rising, and the blue liquid was already boiling.

"What the hell is this place, how can there be leyline magma!"

Without thinking much about it, Han Zhonglin struggled to sweep upward, and as soon as he swept out more than a dozen zhang, he immediately felt the tens of thousands of pores around his body open, and thousands of bone-eroding pains came into his mind, almost making Han Zhonglin faint.

I tried to keep my mind clear, and finally jumped out at once.

Panting heavily, Han Zhonglin's face showed a hint of relief, and most of the bone-eroding pain around his body retreated.

Looking around, Han Zhonglin found himself in a circular space.

Beside him, there were bubbling bubbles in the pool, which was the place where Fang had escaped, and not far away was a dilapidated altar.