Although Beihe has become younger and taller due to the recovery of his mana, the giant boy still recognizes his identity through the mask on his face.

In this person's opinion, Beihe was at most a dustless period cultivator, and he had relied on a bronze figure to keep him out of the fifth layer, but he never imagined that Beihe would appear in the prohibition that they were ready to break together.

The outer hall of the palace here has been broken by them together, and now they are working to break open the inner hall.

But even if they joined forces, it was difficult to break the prohibition in a short time, but Beihe was silent, like a ghost, and opened the door from the inside.

In the flash of light, Beihe reacted extremely quickly, and saw that he pushed forward with both hands, and was about to close the door of the main hall.

Although he left the door open, the prohibition that covered the inner sanctum remained intact and unaffected.

Therefore, those people are still blocked, as long as the gate is closed, even these Fayuan stage monks will not be able to take him.

"Humph!"

It's just that at this moment, among the Fa Yuan Stage monks in front of him, an old man with extremely large eyes and deep sunken eyes looked at him and snorted coldly.

The old man was extremely short, less than three feet. However, his head was huge, taking up almost half of his entire body.

Although he didn't know what kind of monk this old man was, he was proficient in an illusion that could be performed by his eyesight.

At this moment, with a cold snort, he looked at Beihe's pupils, which began to contract, and at the same time, a strange force, directly through vision, penetrated that layer of prohibition and submerged into Beihe's sea of knowledge.

For a moment, Beihe's mind felt like he had been hit with a hammer.

"Knock knock!"

His steps staggered back, and all he felt was a blank in his mind.

"Boom!"

What followed was that under his push before, the two doors slammed shut, and for a while, Beihe was alone in the main hall, and the surroundings were silent, and the needles could be heard.

"Buzz ......"

But at this moment, there was a buzzing sound in his ears, which made his head extremely heavy.

He could clearly feel that under the old man's gaze, a strange power was constantly drilling into his mind.

Beihe resisted desperately, but there was a feeling that he could not be stopped.

"Junior, open the ban!"

At the same time, only the voice of an old man was heard, and it suddenly sounded in his head.

Hearing this, Beihe's consciousness immediately received a strong impact, and he lost his mind in an instant. He only felt that the old man's voice was so kind that he subconsciously had to obey.

So he nodded, and then stepped forward, grasping the door with both hands, and was about to open it inside.

But at the critical moment, Beihe's body suddenly trembled, and at the same time, the talisman eyes in the center of his eyebrows opened suddenly.

The moment Fu Eye opened, his body trembled more and more, and he seemed to be in a struggle.

"Humph!"

But listening to the old man's cold snort again, and then the strange power that drilled into Beihe's mind rolled up wave after wave like a wave.

A tidal wave of pain swept in, Beihe gritted his teeth, and a roar of pain came from his throat.

The illusion used by the monks of the Fa Yuan period was really powerful. And the other party just now was still exerted through a layer of prohibition, which made him so painful.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, I only heard Beihe's loud shout.

Then the divine consciousness in his mind also began to roll, maintaining the same rhythm as the strange force, surging away wave after wave, and his divine consciousness and the strange power began to impact in his sea of consciousness.

In just this moment, the feeling of wanting to split his skull suddenly increased several times, and Beihe only felt that his head was about to burst open.

However, although it was painful at first, as time passed, the strange power that drilled into his mind began to be weakened when the follow-up was weak.

As time passed, the look of pain on Beihe's face became more and more subtle, and after a quarter of an hour passed, the strange power in his mind was completely shocked by his divine sense.

At this moment, Beihe's body suddenly weakened because of exhaustion, and he knelt on one knee and did not fall.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

His face turned pale, and he gasped for breath. At the same time, he was also quite afraid in his heart, secretly said that it was fortunate that he closed the door in time just now, otherwise if he gave the old man some more time, he was afraid that he would really be controlled by the other party.

It wasn't until a long time had passed that he staggered to his feet. Beihe looked up at the closed door in front of him, his face extremely gloomy.

He didn't know how long it would take for those Fayuan Stage cultivators outside to open the ban. But he knew that if he didn't find a way to leave here, the time when the group of people opened the ban would be his death.

The only thing Beihe was glad about was that he hadn't held the Cave Heart Mirror in his hand before, otherwise the people of the Wangu Gate would immediately fall into madness when they saw it.

Now his immediate task was to find an exit from the interior of this apse.

When he was searching for many treasures just now, he also took a general look at the situation in the apse by the way.

There is a place where the prohibition is so strong that even if he uses all his means, he can't open it. Other than that, there seems to be no other exit.

But Beihe wasn't too worried about this, because it was a big deal that he just passed through the teleportation array and teleported back along the way.

Just as he thought of this, he heard the voice of a loud man, and suddenly came from a mark on his chest.

"Hey, why did you suddenly run to the eighth floor? ”

This is none other than Hong Xuanlong.

"The eighth floor?"

Hearing Hong Xuanlong's words, Bei He was extremely surprised.

He originally thought that he should have teleported to the seventh layer through the teleportation array, but he didn't expect to be directly teleported to the eighth layer.

At the thought of this, his brow furrowed slightly.

Because the melting pool that Hong Xuanlong said was on the seventh layer. Right now, he is on the eighth layer.

The Fusion Pool is related to whether he can break through to the dustless period in a short period of time, if he doesn't go through the Fusion Pool first, then it will definitely be extremely difficult for him to cultivate this point and want to walk in the last three layers of the Forbidden Demon Array.

But then, Beihe's eyes flashed, and he thought again of the dozens of stone chambers where he came.

The stone chamber is full of teleportation arrays, leading to different places in different areas of the forbidden demon array.

He wanted to escape from the group of Fayuan monks outside, and in his opinion, he could only pass through the teleportation array.

If you can teleport directly from the teleportation array in this place to the location of the Fusion Pool on the seventh layer, it will simply be the best of both worlds.

As soon as he thought of this, he listened to Beihe Dao: "Senior Hong doesn't know something, and the junior was inadvertently teleported here through a teleportation array by chance. ”

"Teleportation array?" Hong Xuanlong was also extremely surprised.

At this time, I listened to Beihe Road again: "It's not a secret, now the younger generation is still in a lot of trouble." ”

Next, outside the apse, there were seven or eight Fa Yuan period monks blocking his way, and he came towards Hong Xuan Longdao.

After listening to his words, Hong Xuanlong said in a deep voice: "Teleportation Array, I can't help you anymore, you can see if there is any other way out in the hall where you are, if not, you can go back the same way, find a way to step into the seventh layer, and then I will slowly guide you." ”

Bei He's nodded, he thought so too. Only in that case, he would have to return to the labyrinth array and risk stepping out of the way under the noses of many people from the Eternal Gates.

However, Beihe preferred another method, which was to teleport directly to the location of the seventh layer of the melting pool.

"If you have a way to teleport directly to the ninth layer, as long as you rescue Hong, then it will be extremely easy for Hong to carry you to walk in the forbidden demon array. At this moment, he listened to Hong Xuanlong's words again.

Beihe seems to be the same on the surface, but he is a little sneering in his heart.

Hong Xuanlong's intentions couldn't be more obvious, but it was absolutely impossible for him to rush to rescue the other party before he had the strength.

Despite thinking so in his heart, Beihe Kou said: "The younger generation will think of a way." ”

"Damn it!"

And as soon as his words fell, all of a sudden he only heard Hong Xuanlong roar.

With the next breath, the man's voice vanished from the mark on his chest.

Bei He's heart jumped, and he secretly said that Hong Xuanlong must have encountered some trouble, otherwise the other party's voice would not have been so angry.

"Hong-senpai?"

I heard him call in a low voice.

It's just that after his words fell, the entire hall was silent.

Bei He's expression was slightly gloomy, and it seemed that the situation was mostly the same as he had guessed.

This made him retreat in his heart again, because the one who could cause trouble to Hong Xuanlong must be a monk in the Fa Yuan period, and he was not qualified to be cannon fodder for this cultivation.

Just as Bei He was thinking about countermeasures in his heart, his expression suddenly changed, he looked at a column behind him, and said coldly: "Who!"

But after his words fell, there was silence in the hall.

Seeing this, the fierce color in Beihe's eyes was even worse, and with a move in his heart, he put his index finger and middle finger together and pointed out at the cylinder.

"Hula!"

A thick white flame burst from the tips of his fingers, spreading thin and thick, threatening to envelop the column that he could see.

"Beidao friends and slow!"

At the critical moment, only a voice that made Beihe feel familiar sounded.

At the same time, a figure stepped a little lower, and shot out from behind the column, avoiding the burning of the white flames, and opened a distance from the North River.

And when Beihe saw the figure falling in the distance, he couldn't help but say in surprise, "It's you!"

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