The light of the teleportation array in the pavilion kept flickering, and there were dozens of more monks here, all of them were elated, and it seemed that they had gained a lot.

Some of the monks have been satisfied and plan to go home, but there are also some monks who are confident in themselves and plan to continue to break through, the more they go up, the more good things they can get, if they get the elixir to be effective for the condensation of the Yuan Infant, then they can make a lot of money.

Many of the monks are veteran monks, and they have heard the elders of Yuanying talk about the danger of condensing infants. This is a powerful pill for condensing babies that is priceless, and even if it is refined, it will not flow into the market, and it has long been privately purchased by major sects.

The alliance of the Yuanying monks and the monks of the Yudan were not interested, and the monks who had the idea of breaking through were thinking about which path to choose, and those who wanted to go back stepped on the teleportation array and disappeared.

Han Yu was not in the mood to care so much at this time, he came to a heaven and earth at this time.

In front of him is an endless swamp, surrounded by withered yellow colors, and there is a gray plant living in the swamp, and the smell of ** wafts in the air.

Han Yu was standing on a rock, covered with a gray shield, but the color had become very dull.

Han Yu's feet took a step forward, the gray light shield on his body shattered violently, Han Yu suddenly felt his body sink violently, an invisible pressure enveloped him, and his bones heard a crisp sound.

Han Yu snorted, and hurriedly activated the mana on his body, and this pressure slowly dissipated.

"You have to run the exercises with all your might to counteract this pressure, and there are really some ways to do it. Han Yu took a step forward and said with a frown.

Han Yu looked at the bubbling swamp in front of him with some distress, and slowly walked along the shore, wanting to see if he could find a way to the front.

The idea of flying over it was rejected directly in my mind, and it was impossible to leave this obvious loophole, so take a detour to see if there was any way to get through.

Half an hour later, Han Yu raised his head and looked at the sky, and sighed helplessly.

He had been walking about this swamp for half an hour, but he still couldn't see the edge in front and back, and this space seemed to have no end.

Han Yu sighed, slapped the storage bag and took out the delicate puppet beast, injected mana and threw it into the sky, turning into a yellow finch, and flying forward like an old ox pulling a cart.

The speed of the yellow finch puppet was extremely fast, but it became extremely slow under the weight, no faster than a mortal could walk.

The Yellow Sparrow puppet flew five or six feet on the swamp, but it was also calm, but Han Yu looked at the Yellow Sparrow without blinking.

As the finch swept past a bubbling swamp, there was a soft thud, and a jet-black thing enveloped the finch and dragged it into the swamp and disappeared.

Han Yu frowned, took out another puppet from the storage bag, and threw it into the swamp.

As soon as the puppet sank into the swamp, Han Yu's eyebrows couldn't help but curl, this puppet was not under the weight of terror, and its actions were not slowed down.

Han Yu overlaid a wisp of his divine thought on the snake puppet and controlled his careful swimming, he wanted to see what demon beasts lurked under the swamp.

The snake puppet swayed slowly in the mud, and Han Yu's divine thoughts wanted to spread out, but he found that there was a resistance in the mud that prevented him from seeping out a bit, so he could only move forward by instinct.

After a while, a snake head suddenly sprang out of the mud in front of him, and his red eyes were clearly seen in the mud, and before he could react, the snake puppet was swept away by the huge force and shattered, and slowly sank.

Han Yu's expression changed slightly.

The puppet he made by himself naturally knew in his heart that this snake puppet was shattered by a single blow, and this demon beast would definitely have the strength of the Dan period.

Han Yu had hunted a lot of demon beasts in the open sea, and although this demon beast was hidden in the swamp, he didn't have to make much effort if he wanted to kill it.

Han Yu moved his arm, slapped the storage bag, and more than a dozen black objects flew out of it, and in a flash of light, they turned into small puppets, all of which were full of aura and lifelike.

Han Yu first pointed at the spirit bird puppets, and several puppets scattered in all directions and flew in different directions, and after a circle, they all flew into the sky.

Several bird puppets soon rose to a height of more than ten zhang, and as they continued to rise, several dark gray lightning bolts fell from the sky, and his puppets were all accurately slashed, all of them turned into flying ashes, and fell into the swamp and disappeared without a trace.

The puppets sent into the swamp dived deeply, and Han Yu did not hesitate to waste a dozen puppets to figure out the approximate safety range, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

After the safe range was explored, Han Yu hesitated slightly, gritted his teeth, chanted a spell in his mouth, and his body slowly floated in the air.

When his feet left the stone, Han Yu's face turned pale, and he had a more obvious understanding of the third level.

On the stone, he could still offset this pressure by using his mana, but after taking off into the air, this pressure increased several times, and Han Yu could feel a pair of invisible big hands in the air pressing on him, making it difficult for him, a monk in the middle stage of the Yudan, even if the major repair of the Yuan Infant Stage came here, he would not be able to fly over this vast swamp.

Han Yu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly called out to the stone spirit in his body, a gray-white light swept through his body, and he suddenly felt a light pressure, and half of his mana could be maintained, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Han Yu floated forward a few feet and released a black seal magic weapon, which couldn't help spinning above his head as protection.

He had just taken out all the magic weapons on his body and tested them, only the Glass Sky Fire Mirror and the Necromantic Seal were not under the weight of terror, and these two magic weapons were used to solve the basilisk in the mud.

flew forward for more than ten zhang, and suddenly a phantom appeared from the silt, and swept towards Han Yu quickly.

"Hmph" Han Yu waved his cuffs, and seven or eight three-foot-thick stone walls condensed in front of him, and the phantom broke through five stone walls in a row and stopped, and stone chips of different sizes fell from the air and fell into the swamp.

The slender snake tongue was about to withdraw as soon as it missed the blow, but suddenly a crimson flame swept over, making a "squeak" sound as soon as it made contact, and the long tongue turned into a piece of char before it could react and fell into the swamp.

"Roar"

The swamp under him rolled violently, Han Yu's eyes flashed, and he threw the quaint small mirror into the air, and with words in his mouth, eighteen fist-sized crimson fireballs floated around the small mirror, and before the strange snake could rush up, he smashed towards the swamp.

The basilisk in the swamp scurried over, and before he could make a move, eighteen fireballs whistled at him, smashing into all parts of its body.

"Boom Boom"

There was a smuggling explosion, and the fireballs left charred black marks on the basilisk's body, and the flames were still burning on the body, showing no signs of extinguishing.

The basilisk was in pain, the narrow snake eyes were red like blood, and dozens of inches of yellow light erupted from the snake's eyes, attacking Han Yu.

Han Yu pointed to the Heavenly Fire Mirror, and more than ten fireballs flew out of the mirror, catching up with these yellow lights.

But when the fireballs touched the yellow mang, the fireballs quickly turned gray and fell towards the swamp.

Han Yu's eyes froze, and he hurriedly looked towards the place where he fell, and the fireball that had just erupted from the fire mirror turned into stone in the blink of an eye

When Han Yu saw this, he was a little incredulous when he saw the slightly dim yellow mang continuing to attack him, but he didn't say anything, pointing to the necromantic seal on the top of his head, and patting the storage bag with the other hand.

Of course, with his experience, he could see that this was an alienation technique, but he couldn't care about it that much now. Just now, the yellow light has alienated the fireball into stone and consumed some of the energy, and with more fireballs, this yellow light can be annihilated.

The Necromantic Seal spun rapidly under Han Yu's urging, and released eight tentacles like smoke that spun rapidly, protecting Han Yu from wind and rain.

Just as the tentacles were spinning, a pile of crimson talismans had already appeared in Han Yu's hand, and after activation, hundreds of fireballs appeared, overwhelmingly surging towards Huang Mang.

Han Yu's heart was relieved, and he was about to use thunder to destroy the basilisk, when he raised his head and saw a scene of surprise.

The overwhelming fireball couldn't stop it for a moment when it touched Huang Mang, the fireball was not petrified and passed through, and the power dissipated and fell on the swamp, blowing up a cloud of silt.

Han Yu's face froze, and now it was too late to urge the Glazed Heavenly Fire Mirror, so he could only take the mana out of the dantian, wanting to forcibly dodge.

The flames on the strange snake's body were forcibly extinguished by the strange snake with mana, and looking at the monk floating in the air, his eyes showed a crazy look, and the snake's mouth was aimed at Han Yu, and a majestic force swept over.

Han Yuhan's hair stood on end, and he had a strange feeling of being targeted by an ancient desolate beast, and he wanted to dodge but found that he couldn't even lift a little thumb, and the true yuan in the dantian was imprisoned, so he could only watch Huang Mang get closer and closer