|||->-> Han Yu's figure flashed to a safer position, pinching the trick with his left hand, pointing to the sky with his right hand, and chanting Fa Zhou with words in his mouth.

The dark clouds on the horizon were converging overhead, and a cloud of more than ten zhang wide appeared overhead, and with the spell stopped, seven or eight finger-thick lightning bolts fell, penetrating the black mist of the octopus's self-defense, and slashing at the tower.

The octopus was in pain, and spat out a cloud of pitch-black ink from its mouth, heading at Han Yu.

Han Yu's eyes were also full of surprise, this thunder technique was also learned from the wall, he thought it would be very difficult to cast it, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

However, he also knows that it can be used to use this thunderstorm, and if he wants to use it in the outside world, it will definitely take a lot of effort.

He was thinking about his thoughts, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all, and a wall of ice appeared in front of him an inch behind.

"Zila.."

The ink sprayed on the ice wall, and in an instant, it corroded into a large hole and splashed on his body.

Han Yu's figure appeared to the side again, and continued to pinch the trick to guide the dark clouds in the sky, "splitting and pulling" one after another to fall lightning attacks, and the power became more and more fierce, the octopus was hit with flesh and flesh, and frantically slapped the tentacles, but Han Yu was helpless.

At this time, Han Yu saw that attacking its body had little effect, so he slashed the lightning towards his tentacles.

At first, the slash was not accurate, but as the proficiency increased, it gradually became accurate, and the precision was extremely accurate on a smaller tentacle.

As time passed, the smaller arm was cut off into a blur of flesh and blood, and it looked miserable.

Han Yu's heart was overjoyed, and he planned to concentrate on abolishing this octopus tentacle first!

But after the battle lasted for two hours, black gas rose from the bloody tentacle that had been bombed, and after a while, the severed tentacle actually grew again.

Han Yu was stunned, it took a lot of effort to split a tentacle almost severe, and this blink of an eye grew again, this is too bad!

However, when he was thinking about it, Han Yu didn't notice that the huge eyes of the octopus under the surface of the water were staring at the figure on the water.

Suddenly, clouds of black gas emerged from the octopus's body, and turned into tentacles around it and danced wildly.

Han Yu saw those smoke tentacles for the first time, and tried to use thunder and lightning to slash wildly, but found that these lightning bolts had no effect on these black fogs in the slightest!

More and more black mist emerged from the octopus's body, and it surged in all directions, which made Han Yu's heart involuntarily have a crisis.

Of course, he won't sit still, what wind blades, fire dragons, and ice rain have tried, these spells are all through the smoke, and they can't cause any damage to the smoke.

When the wisps of mist accumulated enough, the smoke exploded with a "bang".

Han Yu was shocked when he saw this, but he still couldn't have many means besides spells, and when the black mist approached, he unwillingly threw off a few spells, but it was still a stone sinking into the sea.

When the black qi touched his body, he felt that his body was numb, and the majestic mana in his body seemed to be uncontrollable at this moment, and Han Yu turned into a mortal at this moment, and was gradually wrapped in the black qi.

After the black mist surrounded the body, it fell down violently, and was suddenly pulled into the sea.

After entering the water, Han Yu noticed that everything around him suddenly became silent, and he found that there were no living creatures in the water. The giant octopus that was close at hand was actually composed of countless red balls of light and runes, but it was in a physical state in his eyes.

This strange situation naturally surprised Han Yu incomparably, what kind of spell could this cause this kind of scene!

This black ball slowly pulled Han Yu to the bottom of the sea, and Han Yu was surprised to find that there was a gorgeous palace at the bottom of the sea!

The next moment, the black ball touched a multicolored ball of light, and Han Yu only felt that his head sank, his eyes turned black, and he actually appeared in a gorgeous palace.

Han Yu reacted and subconsciously took a breath, and found that the air here was very fresh, without a trace of turbidity.

He hurriedly looked at the walls and roof, and saw that the material here was also bluestone, which was the same as what he saw in the temple.

The temple was deserted, except for a huge pearl in the middle, which was the scene on the sea.

Han Yu was about to go and find out, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

I saw that on the main seat of his main hall, only ten zhang away from him, there was an old man who looked to be in the age of the sixtieth year.

The old man had snow-white hair, but a ruddy complexion, and was wearing a five-colored brocade robe, looking at him with a smile.

"The senior is..."Han Yu saw the old man subconsciously take two steps back, but quickly paused, bowed to him and asked softly.

Han Yu is not a disciple of Wanfa Sect, and is basically unfamiliar. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Han Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

"Are you a disciple of my Ten Thousand Methods?" the old man did not answer, but asked instead.

"Senior, junior is not a disciple of the Ten Thousand Methods, but from the Imperial Sword Sect, the predecessor is... Five Elements Patriarch?" Han Yu originally wanted to say that it was a real person of the Five Elements, but after thinking about it, he changed his words and used an honorific title.

The reason why Han Yu speculated that it was not a certain Jiedan master was because this person's aura was similar to the white-robed old man he had seen at the auction, and it was even higher than Ling Old Ancestor.

The strength of the Ten Thousand Sects is about the same as that of the Imperial Sword Sect, there is no reason for a Yuan Infant Ancestor to be idle here to retreat! Coupled with the fact that he is wearing a magic robe, Han Yu has made his own speculation.

Although I made a guess in my heart, another thought in my mind refuted it.

Xie Lin said that the Five Elements True Person was a second-generation elder, and he had cultivated this Ten Thousand Laws Secret Palace, and he had already sat down early. Now it's at least a thousand years since then, how can it be still alive?

"You junior is honest, you didn't frame me with lies. You are cultivating the Phantom Sword Technique of Old Ghost Huang, and this breath can't hide from me. But I'm not a real person of the Five Elements, I'm just a clone of his demons. When the old man heard this, his face showed a hint of discoloration, but he smiled and said.

"It turns out that you are the founding patriarch of Wanfamen, and the younger generations have also heard of your deeds. The predecessors can build a secret hall of ten thousand laws, and the magic power is mysterious!" Han Yu's heart tightened, and he quickly patted his ass.

"Okay, the old man has lived for nearly a thousand years, don't shoot me on the back. I didn't expect you, a disciple of an outer sect, to break through the test and come to me. The last time was close to three hundred years ago, a kid named Gui Xingye. Your cultivation is quite miscellaneous, there are hunting techniques, swordsmanship, and you have also refined the natal flying sword, your chance is not small!" the old man praised.

Before Han Yu could answer, the old man stared at him with blazing eyes, and asked slowly: "In the past year, I have also seen many disciples of other sects come to the Ten Thousand Laws Secret Hall to come to the trial, can you tell me what happened outside." ”