Su Tong watched in amazement as Han Bing casually compared on the teleportation array, changing the formation patterns on it.

"Now, is this teleportation array unusable?"

"Of course, judging from the arrangement of the array, the person who set up the teleportation formation is not skilled. Now, the only thing we have to guard against is the rift that leads to the seventh layer. Han Bing was confident.

"I understand, even if the Twin Realm Walkers found the entrance to the underground palace destroyed by the Xiuzhen Alliance on the ruins, if they came in from there, the first thing they would encounter would be Mu Qingying and her troops, not us. Su Tong suddenly realized.

Han Bing sneered, "Let Mu Qingying help us solve this thorny problem." ”

Destroying the teleportation array, Han Bing was relieved for a while, this secret room was more comfortable than the lava world outside, Han Bing chose to cultivate here, his Soul Devouring Staff, after he cast a spell, was thrown into the magma, and there was no fire essence in the magma, presumably captured by the Twin Realms Walker. But after all, this is the sea of magma, and the adult fire element is gone, and there are still some trace amounts of fire element element, and the soul devouring rod began to search and absorb it under his guidance.

The area of the secret room is not large, Su Tong hesitated, but still chose to cultivate outside, firstly, the fire element outside was more vigorous, and secondly, she was also a little uncomfortable alone with Han Bing in this small space.

Su Tong packed up and summoned the Dead Tripod, and in her hand, she was holding a scroll, which was very large, and the names of some medicinal herbs and refining methods were densely written on it. This is the Dan prescription of the Divine Pill.

The Transforming Saint Pill was a 6-grade pinnacle elixir, and with the level of a 5-grade alchemist she had just reached, it would be difficult to succeed. Unless it is refined together with other five-grade alchemists, there may be a slight possibility of success.

But looking at the cultivation realm she knew, the five-grade alchemist could not be found all over the street.

Su Tong looked at Dan Fang in a daze for a long time, and finally shook his head, just like a grasshopper shaking a tree, his heart is more than enough but his strength is insufficient. She reluctantly put away the Danfang scroll. He took out a few golden medicinal herbs from the ring, and with a flick of the fingers of his right hand, the fire rose in the inner furnace of the Shengding.

Compared to the unrealistic Transformation Saint Pill, she is now only qualified to try the Transformation Yuan Pill, which is exactly what she needs to break through soon. Huayuan Dan, although it is only a five-grade pill, but Su Tong has never had experience in refining, all this kind of pill used to break through the barriers of cultivation is the best in the current grade.

To refine the medicinal materials of Hua Yuan Dan, she has not yet gathered them, to be precise, it is far from enough, thinking that Han Bing's search for Hua Yuan Dan's medicinal materials almost spanned the entire Sunset Star Continent, that is, on the way to find medicine, a series of misunderstandings and conflicts with Mu Qingying occurred, and even later he was forced to flee to the Sea of Death, and accidentally discovered the island of Stormwind City.

Each herb has different medicinal properties, and inexperienced alchemists can only try again and again in order to improve the success rate and purity of refining.

Su Tong is not in a hurry about the Huayuan Dan she needs, she has already set a rough goal for herself, it is already a miracle to break through the Great Perfection of the late stage of the soul reality and reach the Huayuan within a hundred years. Moreover, this is the result of the adventure in the Netherworld.

Cui Feng didn't cultivate, he had been indulging in the study of Fang Jing, and the more he studied, the more fascinated he became, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Zhao Yue's pain continued, but no one thought of going over to save her, the cruelty of the cultivation realm, everyone knew in their hearts, since Han Bing had made a decision, it was not wrong.

A month passed in a flash, and in the secret room, Han Bing opened his eyes from time to time, and he found that the teleportation array in front of him occasionally had some formation lines lit up, but each time, it would dim after a few breaths.

"Do you want to come in?" a sneer appeared at the corner of Han Bing's mouth. He could imagine what the expressions of the people on the other end of the teleportation array would look like now.

After several successive attempts to open the teleportation array failed, the other party finally chose to give up.

The smile on Han Bing's face gradually subsided.

The Twin Realms Walker should be looking for another passage.

After a while, Han Bing took the time to look at the altar where he cultivated the essence of the arcane energy, on the altar, there were still seven beads, the seventh of which was still transparent, it seemed that these beads had not changed too significantly from the last time he left.

Han Bing groaned in his heart, it seemed that this arcane essence was really not so easy to cultivate, and he guessed that even if Zhao Yue died, there would not be a fully mature essence in these seven beads.

Han Bing's gaze wandered, looking at the crack leading to the seventh layer, the Arcanon Essence needed more nourishment, this was his thought at the moment.

Not far behind Han Bing, Cui Feng was still indulging in Fang Jing's research, Han Bing turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes revealing hope, if Cui Feng, a refining genius, could really figure out the principles of these strange devices, maybe it would be more complicated in the future. Thinking of this, he didn't bother Cui Feng's research.

"Sect Master Han. Zhao Yue's extremely weak voice came.

Han Bing turned his head and looked at Zhao Yue calmly, "Miss Zhao?"

"Please, kill me and give me a relief. Zhao Yue said weakly, looking at Han Bing with a blank eye, and her voice sounded like a pleading.

"As I said, I can't help you. Han Bing hesitated slightly, but still said. After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Zhao Yue anymore and left without looking back. Although he has a grudge against Zhao Yue, if he stays with her for a second longer, his heart will still be uncomfortable. He didn't want this mood to be seen by the other party or by other people.

The time spent on cultivation is often short for monks.

Han Bing was in the secret room, every once in a while, he would wake up, he counted the time, he came in this time, and he had been in the secret room for another half a year.

Outside the secret room, there has been no voice from Zhao Yue for a long time. Han Bing stared blankly at the wall in front of him, his face was expressionless, Zhao Yue was dead, but there was no joy in his heart at this moment.

Cui Feng's excited shout caught Han Bing's attention.

Han Bing flew to the outside of the well, and the first thing he saw was the corpse in the cage that had completely lost its breath and looked like dry bones.

"Brother Han, I succeeded. Cui Feng ran over excitedly, but after he saw Han Bing's expression, he couldn't help but look in the direction of the cage, and a touch of sadness appeared on his face.

"Brother Han—"

"Have you studied this well device thoroughly?" Han Bing looked away, fell on Cui Feng, and asked softly.

"Well, I'm confident that as long as there are enough materials for me to experiment, I will be able to make exactly the same. Cui Feng said.

"That's good. ”

Su Tong walked over.

"She died two months ago. Su Tong's tone was a little depressed.

"I see. Han Bing nodded, then fell silent.