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After Han Yin followed Wu Ling for a while, suddenly the scene in front of him changed, and a huge palace appeared in front of him.

The whole palace is hundreds of zhang long and wide, and there is a lantern hanging every few zhang away, exuding a blood-red color, and thousands of blood-colored lanterns make the whole palace in a blood-red scene.

Such a strange scene naturally made Han Yin stunned, but Wu Ling was not surprised by this at all, but after a pause, he continued to move towards the right.

Han Yin also put away his curiosity and continued to walk beside Wu Ling.

After continuing to walk for half a pillar of incense, he finally stopped in front of a stone wall that was three people high, and Wu Ling suddenly stretched out his right hand and patted it lightly on the stone wall.

"Boom, boom" a few loud bangs.

The stone wall seems to have been touched by a mechanism, and after a loud noise, it rises upwards to reveal the scene behind the stone wall.

Behind the stone wall, there is a small cultivation cave mansion, in which more than a dozen shelves are placed, and each shelf holds a variety of weapons and books.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, etc. Each weapon is extremely lethal, which is suitable for a madman like Bloody Hand.

And these books are some cultivation exercises and martial arts, each of which is not available in the Luoyun Sect's library pavilion.

For example, the first time Han Yin looked at the past exercise, called the Blood Exchange Exercise, which was to exchange his own blood for beast blood, so as to obtain the talent of demon beasts, or go berserk, or the flesh was extremely hard......

There are also some assassination flow martial arts, which are actually terrifying.

After walking past the last bookshelf, I was greeted by a martial arts platform, surrounded by black chains, but after the blood spilled in countless battles, the black chains had turned bright red at this time.

And on the martial arts platform, two figures were lying on it dying, their bodies drenched in blood and their faces hideous.

There were five men in blood-red brocade clothes standing in the audience, looking indifferently at the two dying figures on the stage at this time.

Han Yin was a little strange about their costumes, each with a bloody hand embroidered on his shoulder, and unlike the martial spirit, the martial spirit had two bloody hands embroidered on his shoulder.

"Senior Brother Wu, what is this?" Han Yin asked Wu Ling puzzled.

"New member training. Wu Ling replied expressionlessly, as if this scene on the stage was too ordinary.

"So ruthless~" Han Yin suddenly grinned when he heard this, and secretly admired the fierceness of the Blood Hand Hall. This kind of training is probably not something that ordinary people can persevere.

The blood-red brocade-clothed men obviously saw Wu Ling coming, restrained their indifferent expressions, stepped forward respectfully, and said in unison, "Commander Wu." ”

"Hmm. Wu Ling responded lightly, and then looked at the two people on the stage: "The training intensity is not enough, continue to strengthen." ”

"Yes!" the five men received the order without question, and they were extremely convinced of the martial spirit.

"It's still strengthened, I'm not afraid of killing people!" Han Yin was shocked, it seems that this Bloody Hand Hall is really not a place for people!

"Hmph, the flowers in the greenhouse are the most wasteful, today's training is not high-intensity, and it is he who will die on the battlefield when he dies. Wu Ling shouted with a solemn expression.

When Han Yin heard this, he was silent, and nodded in agreement with some enlightenment like a chicken pecking rice, and looked at Wu Ling's gaze with some admiration.

He himself had a personal experience, he fought with Zhong Yu that day, although the combat power of the Five Elements Spirit Root was different from ordinary people, but Zhong Yu was very talented, and he didn't hold up a move in his hand, that was because of the difference in actual combat experience between the two.

Zhong Yu has been cultivating in the sect all year round, and various martial arts and realm have improved rapidly, but he lacks combat experience. And Hanyin is not as talented as Zhong Yu, but he has been fighting to the death with enemies or demon beasts all year round, and the combat experience he has gained is naturally beyond Zhong Yu's reach.

This time in the matter of the prison realm, he did not resist in his heart, but faintly looked forward to it.

First, he could use the Prison Realm to escape the spiritual flame, and now the Northwest Fengyun Meeting, the Lingshan tribe, the eastern, southern and northern frontiers are all looking for the spiritual flame, so he has to avoid the limelight.

Second, he can fight with all kinds of fierce demon beasts in the Prison Realm, so as to use the mysterious box to refine, so that there is a seventy or eighty percent probability of advancing to the Acquired Primal Realm.

He calculated all this qiē.

"Commander Wu, who is this kid?" asked one of the men.

"Han Yin, a sect disciple sent to the Prison Realm. Wu Ling responded.

"Oh, he's Hanyin!" the man was surprised, and then looked at Hanyin's gaze with curiosity. The others also looked sideways slightly.

"It's not too early, hurry up and send him to the Prison Realm, and then go back to the sect master. Wu Ling interrupted everyone's gaze and said coldly.

Everyone responded, and then walked out of the cultivation room with Han Yin and walked in the other direction. After about ten minutes, five men came to an ancient altar with cold seals.

The altar is three feet high, octagonal in shape, and is surrounded by purple trumpet flowers. In the middle of the altar is a huge water mirror.

An older man knelt down on the altar with a sincere face, took out a triangular white sigil from his bosom, and threw it into a triangular sigil below the altar, which just matched.

At this moment, a small voice sounded in Han Yin's ears: "You are very calm! Do you know that entering the prison realm is like a dead end?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Yin's mouth, and he nodded undeniably, and then spread his hands, indicating that he was also helpless.

"Click~"

When the cold seal was distracted, a huge projection had already been reflected on the altar, and the name and sentence were densely written on it, and after the man waved his fingers, there were a few more small words on it: "Sinner Han Yin, sentenced to three years." ”

Seeing this, Han Yin sneered, your father is the sinner.

At this time, the man leaned over and stared at Han Yin, and a wave of spiritual power fluctuations in the Acquired Primal Realm burst out, and he drank with an indifferent expression: "The disciple of Xifeng Han Yin brutally killed his fellow disciples in the sect and punished him for three years in the prison realm, but there is an opinion." ”

"Nope. Han Yin squinted his eyes at the water mirror above the altar, and responded coldly as well.

"Send him to captivity, and if he can live in three years, he will naturally release you. The man gave the order.

The remaining four people naturally didn't dare to hesitate at all, and immediately pushed the cold seal towards the altar, and by the water mirror, one of the men pushed the cold seal into the water mirror with a push of his palm.

The surface of the water mirror fluctuated like a few waves, and then it regained its calm, and the cold seal body was completely gone.

"It's finally over, I said Five, why are you so gentle this time, you kicked them down in previous years. Seeing that Han Yin was completely imprisoned in the prison realm, a man couldn't help but ask "No. 5" who had just pushed Han Yin into the water mirror

"Hehe, do you know what he did to get him imprisoned?" asked Number Five with a smile.

"It's nothing more than leaving the sect without permission and doing something to damage the reputation of the sect. The man responded.

"The fiancée was molested by a genius disciple of the first-grade spiritual root, and in a fit of anger, she cut off the head of a genius quenching peak disciple in front of hundreds of disciples, and it was a move. Number Five said in a colorful voice.

"If I'm not mistaken, he's also at the peak of body quenching, right?" the other man was shocked.

"With this strength, this means and this heart are enough to join the Blood Hand Hall, if he is still alive after three years of imprisonment, then he is a member of our Blood Hand Hall. Number Five smiled.

"Then I hope he survives!" When the man heard the first half of the sentence, his eyes lit up slightly, but when he heard that after three years of imprisonment, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he muttered.

"Okay, let's talk less nonsense, the military commander is still waiting for us to return to life. The man who had opened the altar before snorted coldly, and then left with the crowd.

............

Then, for a period of time, the news that Hanyin was imprisoned in the prison realm completely spread in the sect.

The Bloody Hand Hall, the Prison Realm and other special existences also fell into everyone's ears because of the cold seal, and after hearing these terrible rumors, everyone felt that the cold seal would definitely not be able to get out of the prison realm alive.

In the outside world, Che Li and Cui Weimen's disciple Yang family disciples were looking for Han Yin at the same time, and they all seemed to have suffered under Han Yin's hands.

All of a sudden, the name of Hanyin was known to everyone, and its fame became famous.