The two of them walked like this again for half a stick of incense, and although Ye Xuanhuang was unwilling, his astonishing speed slowed down. Sensing the aura that was still closely following behind him, Ye Xuanhuang still had to admit that the strength of this person's physical body was definitely above himself.

Sensing that Ye Xuanhuang's speed had slowed down, Ye Han didn't care at all, he naturally could expect the barbarian king's angry behavior.

In terms of the temperament of this prince, the horizontal practice of the flesh has always been his pride, and at this time, when he suddenly sees a martial king who surpasses him above this path, he will naturally be full of unwillingness and vow to compete with him.

And the reason why Ye Han followed him step by step was not specifically to mock this prince, but because he felt that walking in such a gambling way would make their speed faster.

In this short period of time of half a pillar of incense, the Wind King, who had always been famous for his speed, had been left far behind by them.

If they were competing for speed outside, even if Ye Han and Ye Xuanhuang were tied together, it would be impossible to compare with that Wind King, but at the bottom of this quagmire of thousands of zhang, they were running rapidly while bearing the pressure from the leylines, relying not on the blessing of the power of Gangfeng, but on their extremely tough flesh.

Only a strong enough body can carry the pressure of the depths of the earth and gallop quickly, and without a strong enough body to rely on, even a throne with an astonishing speed like the Wind King can only walk slowly under this incomparably powerful oppressive force.

At the same time that Ye Xuanhuang's speed slowed down, Ye Han also slowly retracted his divine power, and although it seemed simple to fall tightly behind this barbarian king, it was actually quite a laborious thing.

Although Ye Xuanhuang is not a king of physical cultivation, he has achieved the realm of the throne for more than ten years, polishing his body day and night, making his horizontal body extremely strong, even if it is slightly inferior to Ye Han, the body of a god who has been repeatedly tempered with the power of gods and demons, but it is not a world of difference, and it is difficult to look back.

Ye Han was able to fall behind him all the time, in addition to being a little stronger than him, but also because he had already reversed his divine power at this time and completely turned into a demon body.

The most important thing under this quagmire and swamp is the qi of the demonic path, and that strange power also has a lot of suppression for Ye Xuanhuang, but it is a help for Ye Han.

Under the elimination of one and the other, how could that barbarian king get rid of Ye Han on this path?

In this continuous falling, the light that could still be vaguely seen in the shallow layer of the quagmire has completely disappeared, and there is a deep darkness in all directions, which may have the color of demonic energy, but this almost ten thousand feet of the underground must also be the color of this.

The martial artists in the realm of the Martial King have amazing eyesight, and the two people who have dived here at this time have the cultivation of the body, so they will naturally not be blinded by this shallow darkness.

But the speed of the two of them suddenly slowed down at this time, until they stopped completely. It's not that they can't see the road, but they all notice that not far below them, a surging force is emitting earth-shattering fluctuations.

This fluctuation Ye Han was not unfamiliar, and when he approached the distance of hundreds of zhang to the core, he felt the suffocating feeling that seemed to be holding his heart tightly.

With the protection of a king-level body, this level of power could not control his mind, and the barbarian king in front of him naturally would not stop for half a point, but the hearts of both of them were three points of vigilance.

Especially Ye Han, who had faced this ghost thing head-on, knew that the depressing feeling that almost crushed people's hearts was just the most superficial opening brick, and then the terrible screams were even the royal road to retreat.

After diving hundreds of zhang again, Ye Han and Ye Xuanhuang's eyes were finally no longer the pitch-black and deep darkness, and at this time, a bright red light like blood fell into their eyes through the barrier of soil and demonic qi below them.

Ye Han's eyes narrowed slightly, even if there was no supernatural power of cultivating the Void Law on the body of this royal body, but with the blessing of Ye Han's own primordial spirit, the royal Dao-level gaze could also penetrate this netherworld.

At this time, in front of their eyes, under the bright red color, the scene in the depths of this quagmire finally completely emerged.

The first thing that caught their eyes was naturally the strange thing that fell under the quagmire first, but at this time, the thing had changed its appearance.

The original heart-like oval thing was only seven feet in size, although it was quite huge for a heart, but in Ye Han's eyes, it was not so shocking.

But at this time, in the eyes of the two of them, the strange thing under the quagmire had already expanded many times, and according to Ye Han's visual inspection alone, the radius of this strange demon heart had already exceeded eight thousand feet, and such a terrifying body could definitely be called a behemoth wherever it was placed.

At this moment, the red light reflected in the depths of the earth's leylines was the luster reflected by the several crimson cracks above the behemoth.

After such a change in this ghost thing, Ye Han almost didn't recognize that this was the thing that had just missed him, but when he saw the cracks that emitted red light and kept beating like blood vessels, as well as the eye-catching fist mark where the cracks intersected, he knew that this was definitely the demon heart just now.

The behemoth that sank into the depths of the quagmire and seemed to have touched the leylines of the earth was obviously a little more "raw" than before, not only the bright red cracks were constantly beating, but there were also bursts of dull sounds coming from the demonic heart.

The sound was transmitted through the quagmire and swamp, turning into invisible ripple marks and spreading in all directions, making Ye Han feel that the squeezing feeling in his heart was coming from this.

This demon heart has obviously become the climate, and such a huge body makes Ye Han dare not act rashly. At the beginning, it was only seven feet in size, like a dead thing, and the screams that came out of it when Ye Han's punch fell made Ye Han's ears ring.

Now that it has progressed to such a size, if Ye Han smashes another punch in the past, the reaction that will be stirred up from it is definitely not comparable to the previous one.

And the huge size of the strange thing seems to have no boundaries, even if it is now comparable to a giant beast, but under the wrapping of the endless monster corpses and flesh, it seems to continue to extend and grow in all directions.

And faintly, the power that extended from it distorted the four directions of space, as if even the void had been eroded, turning into bursts of overlap.

The mountain of corpses and blood sea formed by the bones of the previously dead monsters settled next to it at this time, and the edge of the demon heart was tightly wrapped in those broken flesh, and the cracks on it still emitted a twisted and wriggling sensation from time to time.

And invisibly, those vague flesh and blood slowly lost their color, and the flesh and blood essence filled in them slowly melted into the demonic heart.

That is devouring, this huge demon heart is really a living thing, even in the experience of Ye Han's two lives, he has never encountered such a strange thing, it is completely beyond Ye Han's cognition.