From the outside, the entrance of the cave was pitch black, and the moment Yi Han stepped into the cave, his eyes suddenly became transparent.

The terrain is undulating. Mountains stand tall and heavy. Flowers and fruit trees are planted, and there is no trace of decay. A round of bright crescent moons, I don't know how to be embellished in the sky, the moonlight cast, illuminating the cave like the day.

In the center of this world, there is also a faint platform towering into the sky, and anyone who steps on the earth can raise his eyes.

Here, like the ancestral witch land of the Jiuli tribe, it seems to be a world of its own. The difference is that there is a visible entrance and exit portal here, while in the Land of the Ancestral Witch, the void needs to be opened.

"I really didn't expect you to be so decisive in killing people!" After Yi Han entered the Moon Cave, the figure of the immortal in the painting also appeared, not caring about the surrounding environment at all, and looked at him with a smile.

"Sister Painting, don't make fun of me. Suddenly hearing the ridicule of the fairy in the painting, Yi Han's coldness when he killed the four people in the Youhuang Valley suddenly retracted, and turned into an embarrassed face.

"There is a danger lurking here, so it's better to be careful. Yi Han looked around, there was no one but himself. Afraid that the fairy in the painting would continue to tease, Yi Han took the opportunity to divert the topic and continued.

"Let's go too, I don't know if it's an illusion, but after entering here, I always feel a breath of déjà vu. The fairy in the painting knew the stakes, no longer laughed at Yi Han, and his face became much more solemn. Looking at the high platform from afar, the fairy eyes in the painting flashed with hesitation, wanting to recall something, but after thinking for a moment, he found nothing.

Yi Han walked forward, and the direction was where the high platform was, in his opinion, the looming high platform was full of mystery, it should be the place where the treasures of the Yue clan were placed, and it would definitely be the place where everyone finally competed.

On the way, he saw the corpses of many disciples of various sects lying in a messy manner, and on the woods and meadows, there were traces of Dao Dao swords and soldiers.

"There's someone in front!" Suddenly, the voice of the fairy in the painting sounded, Yi Han listened, fell to the ground, and looked ahead through the gap in the grass and trees.

"You Gu Moyuan really want to fight against my secluded valley!" I saw that in the center of more than ten people in green shirts, a fair-skinned young man who seemed to be the leader spoke to the person in front of him.

"Whether it is right or not is another matter, but the old accounts must be calculated!" The person who spoke was dressed in black and white, and behind him, there were more than 20 people standing in a menacing manner. As the words were finished, the figure of this person suddenly moved, and the originally tense situation suddenly burst out at this moment, and both sides showed their white blades and fought together.

"Secluded Valley!" When he saw the scene in front of him, a cold light suddenly appeared in Yi Han's eyes. After watching the battle for a while, Yi Han found a green shirt from the Qiankun bag that killed the disciples of Youhuang Valley, changed it neatly, and suddenly rushed forward.

"The disciples of the secluded fence obeyed the order, and the ancient ink garden took the excuse to provoke here, and quickly came to kill them!" The young man who led the secluded valley saw Yi Han's figure, thought that he was a fellow disciple, and spoke to him in the chaotic battle. In terms of numbers, they are in a weak position, and they have no idea whether they can win or not, and when they see reinforcements coming, they are suddenly happy.

When the people of Gu Moyuan saw Yi Han who was walking quickly, their eyes were slightly gloomy, and they began to have a trace of worry, they were afraid that Yi Han was not the only one who rushed to reinforcements, but when this thought just came to mind, his expression suddenly froze.

I don't know when, Yi Han was already holding a long sword in his hand, and the lightning under his feet was surging, and he was already approaching a secluded disciple, and before he could react, the sharp blade had already pierced the opponent's sea of qi unexpectedly.

"For ...... What!" The Youhuang disciple who was stabbed by Yi Han was puzzled, and fell straight down. Seeing this, the other disciples also showed questioning looks.

"Because I'm ...... I'm also here to settle old accounts with you!"

Yi Han jumped up, and his figure grew larger and larger in the pupils of another terrified secluded disciple, and as blood splattered, a corpse fell to the ground again. Looking at Yi Han's actions, the people of Gu Moyuan also realized that he was not the other party's helper, but had a grudge against him like himself.

Among the people present, most of the cultivators were in the Qi Refining Realm, and the highest one was only the same as Yi Han. With the passage of time, coupled with the numerical advantage of the Ancient Ink Garden, more than 20 people in the Secluded Valley were covered here!

"Thank you for your help, I don't know where the name of the brother is from?" A disciple of Gu Moyuan was stained with blood, and he should have been severely injured. But at this time, Lang laughed and said to Yi Han.

"Zimuque, Kungo. Yi Han smiled lightly.

As Yi Han opened his mouth, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to freeze instantly, and the faces of the people who opened their mouths to Yi Han were also stiff, and everyone's nerves had just relaxed after the war, but at this time, they suddenly tensed up, and they all looked at Yi Han vigilantly.

"Farewell!" Yi Han saw this, but he didn't pay attention to it, his body was slightly owed, and he pretended not to see it, and turned around and walked to the side. The other party's reaction was unexpected, but it was stronger than he imagined, and it seemed that Li Mu and Feng Zi were notorious and widely known. And now that he is pretending to be the disciples of the two, I think he may add some reputation to them.

The seasons in the Moon Cave are different from the outside world, and the flowers and trees are red and green, exuding fragrance.

Yi Han looked in the direction of the high platform and stepped into a meadow. Suddenly, the figure of the fairy in the painting came out, looked to the side with a different face, and then followed it without saying a word. Seeing this, Yi Han hurriedly followed.

A moment later, the figure of the fairy in the painting stopped in front of an ancient well covered with moss, and Yi Han's footsteps followed.

"This is ......" Yi Han held the platform in his hand and looked at the probe in the well. I saw a pool of clear water without waves, still as a mirror. The outline of Yi Han's figure also emerged, including his face, which was also clearly reflected. However, Yi Han never saw why this ordinary ancient well attracted the immortals in the painting to this.

In the painting, the fairy did not speak, but waved his palm towards the well, and in an instant, a stream of clear water was carried from the well and held in his hand.

The fairy in the painting stared at the well water in his hand motionlessly, but Yi Han was puzzled, and when he couldn't hold back and wanted to ask, the corners of the fairy's eyes in the painting instantly bent.

"This is the essence of Mochizuki!" said the fairy in the painting, a smile on his face.

I saw that in the palm of her hand in contact with the well water, the original illusion had a little condensation, although it was very small, but relatively speaking, the well water was only a handful.

This is a great opportunity for the fairy in the painting to recover!

"The essence of the moon is condensed by the glow cast by the full moon, which contains the cold of the moon, hides the thick ze, and can nourish all things!"

When Yi Han heard this, his expression was stunned, and before he could react, a sudden air flow came from behind him, pushing him into the well in an instant.

In the painting, the corner of the fairy's mouth bent, turned into a streamer and followed in.

It is not easy to condense the essence of Mochizuki, even if it is a drop, it will take a long time, and the amount of a well now, I don't know how long it has been accumulated. At this moment, as Yi Han fell, a bone-chilling feeling suddenly surged all over the body.

"Frozen to death, frozen to death!" Yi Han seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, his teeth chattering. Within the sea of qi, spiritual power flowed all over the body, and it actually resisted the cold qi by itself, but despite this, it still had little effect.

The moon essence is like water, and he doesn't feel any difference between the two, but when Yi Han is in it, he suddenly finds that the essence transformed by the moonlight is extremely viscous, as if it will block the body, and all actions within it become extremely slow.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Yi Han's ears: "Collect the spiritual power of protecting the body and relax your mind, this Moon Gazing Spirit is just as useful to you, especially the Nine Tribulation Kunpeng Method, maybe this place can let you enter the second tribulation." ”

After listening to the words of the fairy in the painting, Yi Han's mind moved, and his body stopped swinging.

Yi Han knew the difficulty of cultivating the Nine Tribulation Kunpeng Method, and now that he heard that there was an opportunity to step into the second tribulation, he would definitely not let it go. The sea of qi rolled and surged, and Yi Han withdrew all the spiritual power on the surface of his body, leaving only a trickle, flowing through the veins on his back and into his blades.

The first catastrophe of the Kunpeng law, the fish jumps.

The transparent wings blinked and transformed, but due to the sluggishness of the Mochizuki Spirit, the fluttering of the wings was also a lot slower.

Turning his head to look at the fairy in the painting, he saw that her knees were floating on the plate, her eyes were closed, and she was lying motionlessly leaning on her own gravity, sinking downward. It seems that the essence of Mochizuki has great benefits to the fairy in the painting, and in the process, there is a glimmer of light on her body.

Seeing this, Yi Han followed suit, calmed down, and let his body sink. Yin Han invaded his body, but Yi Han found that an inexplicable feeling was growing in his body.

Nine Tribulations Kunpeng Method, the first tribulation is called Fish Leap, at this time, he is like a swimming fish with delicate wings, and the fairy in the painting, falling towards the well that I don't know how deep......

With the opening of the Moon Cave, more and more sects, large and small, began to rush here, and the checkpoints that were sent by Tu Lie and others to garrison were also broken, and countless monks rushed in, hoping to get a chance to create.

In the middle of a misty world, you can vaguely see a continuous mountain, but if you look closely, only the smoke and clouds are left, and there is nothing left. And in this piece of illusion is not illusion, and it seems to be virtual and not virtual, a pavilion palace stands majestically.

In a large hall here.

An old man with white hair stood up, and his gestures brought a sense of dust. In front of him, a rather mysterious wooden hexagram was suspended. The old man's gaze was fixed on it, and strings of complex and obscure runes appeared from his eyes out of thin air.

Suddenly, in a place on the hexagram, a red light suddenly lit up. The old man's eyes froze, and a mysterious mystery suddenly poured out of his palm, and between his fingers, he began to deduce.

"When the Yue clan disappeared, old decay was the cause of it, and the location of its ancestral land was deduced, but it was always fruitless. Unexpectedly, now it was accidentally discovered by a few little dolls!"

"It's been a long time since I've moved, it's time to go out for a walk!"

The old man stroked his beard, smiled indifferently, and the figure disappeared suddenly.