The teleportation circle under the feet of Han Li and the other four continued to move slowly, but it became slower and slower, and the white light emitted quickly weakened.

During this time, the four of them did not say a word, nor did they move a bit, but their eyes still looked around from time to time, and of course more eyes were focused on the silver-white straight mountain peak in front of them.

The fiery color in the eyes of Cold Flame Ancestor and Xiong Shan grew stronger, Han Li was expressionless, and Lu Yuqing looked around with a pair of wonderful eyes, secretly looking at the two from time to time.

After a few moments, the operation of the teleportation circle finally stopped completely, and the white light emitted also dissipated.

As soon as the four of them loosened their bodies, they immediately walked out of the circle.

"Let's go!"

As soon as Cold Flame Ancestor and Xiong Shan walked out of the teleportation array and walked quickly down the stone platform, they rushed towards the long steps under the silver-white straight mountain peak in front of them, without getting up to fly.

"Keep up with them, and don't fly. Seeing this, Han Li said to Lu Yuqing, and quickly walked down the stone platform.

As a result, the four of them didn't go far in front of them, and the high platform behind them trembled violently, and then the teleportation array that had just stopped for a short time once again burst into white light and buzzed.

Han Li and the others were startled, and they turned around to look.

But seeing the light and shadow in the teleportation array flashing, six or seven figures emerged.

These people were all dressed in black robes, with a skull pattern painted on them, and they were the monks of the Devil May Cry Sect, and the first one was the old man with a pockmarked face.

"Blood Cold!" Cold Flame Ancestor saw the person clearly, and his face changed.

When Han Li heard this, he quickly glanced at the pock-faced old man, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

The name of this pock-faced old man, he remembered very clearly, it was called Chen Pi.

And the name Blood Han, if he remembered correctly, it should be the name of a Golden Immortal Elder in the Ten Directions Building, he had seen this person from afar during the battle of the Holy Puppet Gate.

In the teleportation circle, the pock-faced old man looked in a trance because of the teleportation, but he immediately recovered.

He raised his eyes and looked around, glanced at Han Li and Lu Yuqing, and immediately looked away disapprovingly, then glanced at Xiong Shan and Cold Flame Dao Ancestor, who were farther away.

Xiong Shan and Cold Flame Dao Ancestor's gaze met each other, and their pupils shrank.

A smile flashed at the corner of the old man's mouth, and his eyes quickly fell on the purple palace at the top of the mountain, and his face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, and he laughed out loud, and said, "Sure enough!"

"Blood Han, why are you here?" a hint of fear flashed across Cold Flame Ancestor's face, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, Leng Yan, do you think you got rid of us? The deity already knew that you had another plan to enter the Immortal Mansion, so he deliberately let you go! But what I didn't expect was that you actually knew the location of this cold palace, good, good. Haha!" said the pock-faced old man, laughing again.

Hearing this, Han Li's brows furrowed.

These people followed behind, and he didn't even notice anything from the beginning to the end.

However, with the cultivation of the pock-faced old man in the Golden Immortal Realm, plus any special means of masking, it is possible that he didn't notice it, and it seems that he still underestimated the strength of these strong people who have already entered the Golden Immortal Realm.

Cold Flame Ancestor and Xiong Shan's faces were extremely ugly.

They thought that they had come all the way here, and they didn't know it, who would have thought that there were two people following behind them, and they didn't realize anything.

The two of them looked at each other, and at the same time turned and hurried towards the steps.

Han Li gave Lu Yuqing a look, and the two immediately followed.

"Hehe, run, where can you run!" The pock-faced old man sneered when he saw this scene, and he didn't worry much.

In front of such a golden immortal as him, how much wind and waves can the four True Immortal Cultivators stir up, and besides, this is obviously a closed secret space, where can they escape to?

His feet moved, and he was about to catch up.

As a result, the surrounding white light flickered, and a powerful imprisoning force poured out from all around, making the nearby void tighten, and the golden immortal cultivator of the numb-faced old man couldn't move at all.

He let out a low cry, the black light on his body shone brightly, and he struggled.

But no matter how the pock-faced old man cast the spell, he couldn't move at all, and his complexion couldn't help but change.

At this time, the monks of the Devil May Cry Sect who came here with him also came to their senses one after another, but then found that they were all unable to move.

Han Li and the four of them took the opportunity to quickly sweep to the silver staircase under the silver-white peak.

"Quick!"

Cold Flame Ancestor let out a low snort, and stepped on the stairs with Xiong Mountain, his body shook slightly, and then he immediately stood firm, and quickly climbed upward.

Seeing the situation between the two of them, Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped onto the stairs.

An undetectable layer of yellow light appeared on the steps under his feet, and a powerful suction enveloped his body, and his shoulders suddenly sank, and his body was ten thousand times heavier.

"......I see," Han Li raised his eyebrows.

Lu Yuqing stepped on the steps, her pretty face changed, and her delicate body shook violently.

She frowned slightly, and a layer of blue light appeared on her body, turning into the phantom of a flying crane, as if she was about to fly.

But no matter how the cyan crane flapped its wings, the powerful suction under Lu Yuqing's feet did not weaken in the slightest.

"The gravity prohibition on this step cannot be resisted with immortal spirit power or any spirit treasure, and can only be climbed with the power of the flesh. Now that the situation is forced, the two of them are doing it themselves. Han Li and Lu Yuqing's ears sounded with the voice of the Cold Flame Ancestor.

When Han Li heard this, his eyes flashed, and there was no change in his face.

Lu Yuqing's expression changed, and her pretty face turned a little pale.

Between the voices of the Cold Flame Ancestor, he climbed quickly, and he also cultivated the "Great Zhou Tianxing Yuan Gong", and the strength of his physical body was strong, and he had already climbed to the thirties and forties at this moment.

Although Xiong Mountain did not have a powerful body like Cold Flame Ancestor, he was obviously prepared, and the spiritual light on his pair of boots flowed, and the climbing speed was not much slower than that of Cold Flame Ancestor.

Han Li turned his head again to glance at the pock-faced old man and the others who were still restrained and trapped on the steps, his brows furrowed slightly.

The teleportation array emitted a white light that quickly dimmed, and it seemed that it would not take long to disappear.

"Hurry up!" he said, and hurried up.

Lu Yuqing waved her hand to disperse the blue light around her, took a deep breath, and also stepped forward.

Although the gravity prohibition on the steps is powerful, her cultivation has also reached the early stage of the True Immortal Realm after all, although she is an earth immortal, her physical body has still improved a lot after all, and the speed is not slow.

The pock-faced old man watched the four of them quickly climb the stairs, and a look of anxiety appeared on his face.

He had roughly guessed the situation of this teleportation array at this moment, but he did not continue to struggle in vain.

As time passed, the white light emitted by the teleportation array became more and more dim, and after a few moments, it flickered twice before finally disappearing completely.

"Hmph, chase me!"

As soon as the pock-faced old man's body relaxed, he immediately became overjoyed, and his figure immediately flew out, shooting towards the direction where Han Li and the four of them were.

Other Devil May Cry Sect monks also followed.

As a result, the pock-faced old man and the others had just flown out of the range of the stone platform, and their bodies suddenly shook and fell to the ground suddenly.

Boom Boom!

The group was like a few stones falling from a high altitude, smashing into the ground, making several large craters and making a dull loud noise, causing the nearby ground to shake a few times.

The people of the Devil May Cry Sect hurriedly got up, although they were not injured much, they were disgraced, and several people even landed directly on their buttocks, falling into a mess, and they were extremely embarrassed.

Although the pock-faced old man did not fall, his face was also pale.

When the rest of the Devil May Cry Sect saw the old man's expression, they were immediately silent, and no one dared to speak.

"It seems that there is a ban on air here, and you can't fly off the ground. Hmph, see how far you can go, and then I'll break you to pieces!" said the pock-faced old man's eyes with a cold voice.

His voice fell, his body shook, and he immediately took a step, and swept quickly towards the steps.

Others followed.

The group soon came to the bottom of the silver steps, did not stop, and walked directly up.

The pock-faced old man's body sank, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and the anger in his eyes suddenly subsided a lot.

"It seems that the ban here is not trivial, let me be careful. He took a deep breath and spoke.

"Yes. The rest of the Devil May Cry Sect also stepped on the stairs at this moment, changing color one after another, and they agreed in unison when they heard the words.

The pock-faced old man raised his eyes to look at Han Li and the others in front of him, sneered, and his body was covered with a layer of aura, striding forward.

His speed was so fast that it seemed that the gravitational prohibition here had little effect on him, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled down a lot of others and chased after Han Li and the others.

Han Li and the others had already climbed four or five hundred steps at this moment, and among the four of them, Cold Flame Ancestor and Xiong Shan were almost neck and neck, walking in the front.

Han Li didn't catch up with the former, and he and Lu Yuqing walked almost side by side, a short distance behind the former.

Noticing the situation below, Cold Flame Ancestor's face tightened, a faint layer of starlight appeared on the surface of his body, and his climbing speed immediately increased a little.

Xiong Shan's brows were also frowned, and he didn't see how he cast the spell, and a layer of golden light appeared on his body, and the speed under his feet also increased.

Lu Yuqing was drenched in sweat at the moment, her chest was constantly rising and falling, and with every step, her delicate body trembled slightly.

The higher this ladder goes, the more it increases, the power of the gravity prohibition also increases a little, and at first it didn't feel like anything, but after accumulating so far, it is no less than three or four times stronger than at the beginning.

Lu Yuqing's face turned pale, and he looked at Han Li not far ahead, stunned for a moment.

Han Li's face was as usual at the moment, and he didn't show the slightest difficulty.

However, his expression was a little strange, extremely calm, and his eyes were even a little hollow, as if he was outside the spirit.

"Willow ...... Brother Han. Lu Yuqing shouted.

Han Li's expression moved, he regained consciousness, and looked over.

"What's wrong, Miss Lu?"

"This gravity ban is too powerful, I can't do it anymore, Brother Han, you don't need to accompany me anymore, hurry up." Lu Yuqing smiled reluctantly.

Han Li didn't speak, turning his head to look behind him.

The pock-faced old man quickly climbed the stairs, and with a little foot, he jumped up the stairs, and almost caught up with him.

The distance between the two is rapidly shortening, and if this continues, it won't be long before the two of them will catch up.

And the two Cold Flame Ancestors in front of them also climbed faster and faster, and they had already fallen behind them for a long distance.