Looking at the layer of light array outside the huge palace complex in front of him, Han Ming felt a burst of excitement in his heart, the dojo of the third son of Tailun was just behind the light curtain, as long as he broke through this layer of light curtain, he could enter the interior of the dojo!

Taking a deep breath, Han Ming flipped his hand and took out a token, and the mana in his whole body poured into it.

With the infusion of mana, the token in Han Ming's hand actually began to slowly emit a milky white aura, rippling outward in a circle, until it finally expanded to about a foot before stopping.

Looking at the one-foot-sized round ball of light in front of him, Han Ming sighed faintly, his mana was too low, and he could only excite the token to such an extent.

"If the monk of the Dan period comes to urge, the talisman halo inspired by the token will definitely be much larger than this, and it is not difficult to bring a dozen or so people to break in together, but this size is enough for me!" Han Ming smiled, put away the token, put away the storage bag, and put the yin bag into his arms, and suddenly opened his eyes, and the mortal true qi in his body suddenly urged.

There was a piercing sound of bones rubbing and colliding, Han Ming's whole person seemed to have been pumped to the bone, and the whole person was like a ball of liquid, directly paralyzed, shrunk into a small ball, and bounced, directly into the milky white aura, and then Han Ming's whole person was wrapped in that aura, and slammed towards the light curtain outside the giant palace.

It was like a stone was thrown into the water, and as soon as that layer of light curtain came into contact with the milky white spiritual light on the surface of Han Ming's body, it automatically dissolved into a one-foot hole, and without any obstruction, Han Ming easily entered it.

As soon as Han Mingfang broke into the formation outside the giant palace, the light curtain instantly returned to its original state on its own, and the surface was smooth and tidy again.

Looking at the light curtain behind him, Han Ming sighed helplessly, if the surrounding formations didn't pass by and kept everyone out, then wouldn't he be able to monopolize the entire giant palace!

"It's a pity that the power of this formation is constantly passing, looking at this appearance, I'm afraid it won't last long!" Han Ming finally took a deep look at this formation, and he didn't waste any more time and looked at the entire palace complex that appeared in front of him.

The palace complex is composed of hundreds of tall palaces, either majestic and tall, or delicate and elegant, or full of aura, or its appearance is not beautiful but exudes a simple atmosphere from the inside out.

These hundreds of palaces are circular in shape, surrounded by a stone hall in the middle, like an arch guard.

Although the stone hall was in the middle, it seemed plain and unremarkable, without a trace of peculiarity.

Han Ming probed the token in his hand, and couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at the past, as long as he was not a fool, he could see that the stone hall was the main one, and the other palaces were secondary, but this stone hall was too ordinary, and there was no formation guard in the surrounding ten miles!

Standing in place and thinking for a while, Han Ming turned around and walked towards a corner, he still had to hurry up and clear the prohibition left by the black-haired monster in his body, and after that, he could use the advantage of the token to search here to his heart's content.

At the same time, the ninety percent of the monks who had entered the secret realm and were still alive had all gathered in front of the formation outside the palace complex, and there was only a layer of formation distance from Han Ming inside!

"Fellow Daoist, how long will it take for this formation of spiritual power to pass away?" asked Qing Li of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to a draped monk of the Nine Formations Sect.

"The speed of this big array is very fast, looking at this look, it should only take seven or eight days of kung fu to completely pass away, but as long as it takes five or six days, our five sect monks can force this formation to blow up. The monk of the Nine Formations explained.

"It will take such a long time, so can we take some measures to speed up the passage of this formation?" Qingli frowned slightly.

"Daoist friends are still content, this level of large array is not at all something that our little foundation building period monks can touch, if it weren't for some unknown changes, all of us except for your sect's sword slaughter Daoist, now I'm afraid that we are still trapped on the 10,000-step giant ladder, and we can't go up and down, how can we walk to the edge of this palace group!" The hair-draped monk of the Nine Formations Sect said with a smile, but in a blink of an eye, as if he thought of something, his face changed suddenly, staring at the Qingli in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "What about your sect's Sword Slaughter Daoist?" Isn't there any way to break into the big array first?"

"Daoist friend said that it was funny, the Sword Slaughter junior brother saw that this magic circle still had some days to break, so he took a few junior disciples to look for that Daoist friend, according to the Sword Slaughter junior brother, that Daoist friend was very strange, and he broke into it on his own before the ladder formation disappeared! Qingli shook his head decisively, and explained, it is not a trivial matter to be able to enter this formation in advance, this will be besieged by the other four sects!

"There can still be someone who carries the terrifying gravity and directly ascends the ladder?" The Phifa Monk was shocked for a while, and then added: "Where is the Sword Slaughter Daoist Friend chasing after you? Our Nine Formation Sect is also willing to send a few junior disciples to follow him and help him!"

Qingli secretly scolded the old fox, he was really not at ease, he was afraid that Jian Tu would really have some way to break in.

"Since Daoyou is willing to help, Qing Mou is not easy to refuse, Senior Brother Sword Slaughter is going over there, Daoyou just chase after him!" Qingli stretched out his index finger and pointed in a direction.

"Okay!" The Bearded Monk stroked his palm, his lips moved slightly, and he immediately used the technique of transmitting sound into the secret, and commanded a few words to the Nine Formations Sect monk not far away.

"Qingdao Friend, can you tell me more about that Daoist friend?" said the Draped Monk with a laugh again.

Qingli rolled her eyes, and she also laughed: "Of course you can, it's not a secret!"

......

At the entrance of the Five Sects of Secret Realm, outside the magnificent black giant peak, more than a dozen figures were suspended in the sky out of thin air, gathering together in twos and threes.

These dozen figures are divided into four camps, the first camp is the three sects of the Ascending Star Mountain Range, led by six people, the second camp is the Nine Formations Sect of the Demon Sect, led by four people, and there is another camp whose origin is unknown, anyway, it is not a monk of the five sects, there are five people, and the last camp is only one person, it is the black-robed young man surnamed Yu.

At the gathering place of the Demon Sect, a middle-aged scribe in a black robe smiled at an old man with long eyebrows from the Ascending Star Sect: "Old ghost Duanmu, why did you come so late, could it be that the limit is almost up, and you have become timid as a mouse?"

"Hmph, the old man Shouyuan still has more than two hundred years to live, but I blame you, I'm afraid it's soon, you are in such a hurry to come here, do you want to find some elixir to prolong Shouyuan?"

"The old man is too lazy to argue with you!" the old man with long eyebrows smiled, and with a wave of his robe, he released a large cloud of mist, enveloping several people from the Ascension Star Sect around him.

"Lingyun, I have just arrived with your master, you can tell us what happened in this secret realm!" asked a white-haired old man to the blue-clothed Xie Lingyun on the side.

"Yes, Master, Master. The blue-clothed Xie Lingyun nodded.

"Originally, according to the plan, the disciple entered the secret realm and took the ...... of the cave house guarded by the flying white tiger," Xie Lingyun began to explain in detail.

Half an hour later, the white-haired old man glanced at the old man with long eyebrows, and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, which was a burst of surprise.

"Senior Brother Duanmu, then Han Kid is still inside, aren't you afraid that something will happen to him? Why aren't you in a hurry at all? On the contrary, you are a little proud?" the white-haired old man frowned slightly.

"Haha, what's there to worry about? That kid is very clever, and he has a lot of treasures on his body, as long as he wants to run, not to mention the foundation building period, it is the ordinary Dan period, and don't want to chase him, what danger can he have? And he also has a fine jade talisman on his body, if he really encounters any life and death crisis, it will naturally inspire him to protect him!"

Hearing the old man with long eyebrows praise the kid surnamed Han like this, Qiao Yuyi and Duanmu Jing'er, who were sitting in the back, actually pursed their lips slightly at the same time, quite disapprovingly.

"With the Essence Jade Talisman, wouldn't that Han Kid have a big advantage in the secret realm? If it was really the birth of the Tailun Sanzi Dojo, wouldn't it be very likely that he would have a great harvest?" the white-haired old man's eyes lit up, and he said with a lot of surprise.

"The premise is that he encountered a death crisis, which inspired the essence jade talisman, and the senior brother felt that among the disciples who entered the secret realm, he was the only one who had this kind of life-saving means, not to mention the old devil's only daughter, let's just say that the psychic sword body of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate is the entry disciple of the sword old monster, and eighty percent also has similar means!" The elder with long eyebrows shook his head slightly.