Chapter 738: Little Tengu

At this moment, Zhao Fan was standing in the south area of the Guanlong Terrace, he breathed a sigh of relief with some exhaustion, this broken formation, destroying it felt more difficult than climbing the Himalayas before entering the Dao, but fortunately, he succeeded before the peak of the dark moon!

Compared to the beginning, the viewing platform has basically changed unchanged except for the absence of courtiers' seats, thrones, and stone statues.

Because it was only the big array that was destroyed, it did not affect the Dragon Viewing Platform itself.

However, now, in the face of Zhao Fan, it is no longer indestructible, but like a piece of tofu that can be easily crushed!

Zhao Fan waited expectantly for a while, and it was already in the countdown stage.

The dark moon hanging in the sky above reached the maximum level of tonight in less than two breaths, and the entire heaven and earth suddenly fell into a pitch black that could not be seen.

In all directions of Zhao Fan, the fog seemed to appear out of thin air, but it was a little thicker than yesterday.

It can be seen that the concentration of the fog, which had also been suppressed by the large array of the Dragon Viewing Platform in the past, has now lost its restraint and is no longer thin, and it has instantly permeated the Dragon Viewing Platform, and even a range of ten meters beyond the edge.

"Escape!"

Zhao Fan was running a greatly discounted Escape Divine Technique, his body sank into the ground, and the deeper he went, the more intense he felt a kind of heat.

Tell him directly that the source of heat is the big secret!

Zhao Fan didn't need to blindly go deeper, relying on his body's induction, approaching in that direction.

When it reached about twenty meters, the heat in this position had reached the point where even the peak of the Underworld Formation was about to be roasted!

Zhao Fan, just in case, he used the defensive secret technique in the "Soul Tribulation Secret Book" to add a barrier to his body.

If the barrier is broken, the soul will be immediately forcibly moved to a kilometer away.

Without worries, Zhao Fan began to speed up, and walked another fifty meters, and in his perception, a dark door appeared in front of him, in which the red as blood-colored ripples rippled, making people's scalp tingle.

And around the door, that terrifying heat, even if it is a heavy realm, will evaporate in an instant!

Therefore, even if Zhao Fan did not descend to the underworld, I am afraid that the great plan in the heart of the national teacher will be unblessed, either he can watch from a distance and cannot be touched, or he will report to the clan or wait until he steps into the dual realm of the underworld.

But just the danger outside, it needs the strength of the Immortal Venerable Dual Realm to protect itself, and if there is a crisis there, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

Zhao Fan stood in front of the blood-colored rippled black door, he weighed it for a few seconds, and did not recklessly drive straight in, and then released a cloud of purple qi from his fingertips, forming a soul power incarnation.

Zhao Fan entered his incarnation with a wisp of consciousness, and he couldn't wait to step into it through those blood-colored ripples.

Soon after.

To his surprise, the other side of the door was not as dangerous as he imagined, it was like a huge underground palace, calm and calm, and there was no mechanism.

As soon as the time came, before he had time to probe a larger range of soul power incarnations, he was directly shattered.

The stone in Zhao Fan's heart fell to the ground, and in an instant, the real body burrowed into the door!

……

Zhao Fan came to the underground palace in a trance, where he was located, it seemed to be a hall of thousands of square meters, but it was empty, and there were no traces on the walls, so smooth that it was as if it had just been cut out with a knife.

Zhao Fan fixed his mind, he was sure of one thing, that is, after entering that gate, he completely lost his sense of direction, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south.

"Secret Realm?!"

Zhao Fan suddenly remembered the description in a book in the imperial study, one of the characteristics of the secret realm is that there is no sense of direction, even if it is a god of the underworld, he can only identify where he has been by markings.

After this, Zhao Fan's sense of expectation has risen a lot.