As the name suggests, this hall should be the hall where the demon head is sealed, but why can the demon head condense the incarnation outside the body through the formation, so that the dialect is a little incomprehensible, is this hall no longer able to suppress the demon head? But the aura I sensed before, although it was cold and slaughtering, was completely different from the bloodthirsty and murderous performance of all the demons I encountered in the dark demon world, what was sealed in this demon hall.

Fang Yan urged the evil thunder light to protect his body and walked forward, the crackling sound of the evil evil thunder light outside his body continued, and he secretly thought to himself, and soon came to the place where he was injured before.

Fang Yan didn't recklessly probe, nor did he move on, but waved his hand to summon the hundred slaves out.

Receiving the order of the dialect, the hundred slaves urged the magic weapon in their hands to move towards the Demon Sealing Palace.

One zhang, two zhang, ten zhang, one hundred zhang.

Bainu has already advanced a distance of 100 zhang, without a trace of attack, and has not found any formation prohibition, as long as he advances a few dozen zhang, he will be under the Demon Sealing Palace.

Fang Yan was a little suspicious, but he didn't order Bai Nu to come back, but still let him keep moving forward, just when Bai Nu advanced another thirty zhang, less than fifty zhang away from the Demon Sealing Palace, Fang Yan suddenly realized that Bai Nu had stepped into another space, although his divine consciousness could still sense its existence, but he couldn't let him come back.

Fang Yan was startled, and looked towards the place where the hundred slaves disappeared, but he couldn't see any formation prohibitions, as if the hundred slaves had disappeared out of thin air.

Standing in place and waiting for an hour, Fang Yan sensed that the hundred slaves had not been attacked, and threw the fish slave out as well, and also let it advance towards the Demon Palace.

Like the hundred slaves, just when they were about to approach the Demon Sealing Palace, the fish slaves also disappeared, and the location of the two puppet slaves disappeared was not much different, and the dialect could conclude that there was a spatial portal or something like that, but he couldn't detect it.

didn't continue to move forward, Fang Yan sat down in the same place, slowed down the evil thunder light slightly, and several breaths instantly poured into Fang Yan's body, Fang Yan immediately restored the evil thunder light, but he used his own will to fight against these breaths, he actually used the bombardment power of this demon temple to temper his soul.

For several days, Fang Yan continued to inhale the breath emitted by the Demon Hall into his body to refine it, and used it to temper his own soul, which was exactly the method that the old man taught at the beginning, but the old man taught the soul with poisonous insects, but Fang Yan now uses the breath that escapes from the Demon Palace.

The two puppet slaves sat in the space as well, not moving.

It wasn't until he didn't need to ward off the evil thunder light, and he was able to resist the mental attack that escaped from the demon hall, that Fang Yan stood up, if there was no evil thunder light, Fang Yan didn't dare to cultivate like this, and if he wasn't careful, he would be invaded by that demonic energy, but now he has condensed his soul a lot.

Looking up at the hall in the distance, Fang Yan didn't dare to probe the plaque again, the power contained in those three words was much greater than the power that escaped from them.

Urging the spirit armor, Fang Yan walked forward along the path taken by the two puppet slaves, and without noticing any fluctuations, Fang Yan found himself stepping into another dimension.

Fang Yan urged the magic weapon to protect himself, summoned the fish slave Bainu not far away to his side, and released the wind slave as well, and then looked around, this should already be in the main hall of the Demon Sealing Palace, Fang Yan can see the runes carved on the surrounding walls and the ground and roof, all of which are forbidden runes, but they are not runes that he is familiar with, revealing a strange feeling.

When I got here, I didn't have those cold and cold atmospheres, and like the square outside, the hall was also empty in the size of more than 100 zhang, and at a glance, Fang Yan didn't see any demons or other existences.

Fang Yan took the three puppet slaves to carefully explore the entire hall, and walked through the entire hall, without the slightest gain, no demons, no monks, no magic elixirs, and no spatial portals.

Just as the dialect was wandering in the main hall, suddenly a message came from the divine sense: "The passage is at the top, this is the trick." ”

An unusually old voice appeared in Fang Yan's head, and with just this message, Fang Yan knew that this was the owner of the external incarnation, that is, the person who had taken him captive.

confirmed that the other party was a monk, not a demon, and the dialect was determined, although in fact, here, the demon monk was not much different from the dialect, but he was also a monk, and there was always some incense.

It turned out that a special trick was needed to find the passage, so Fang Yan immediately sat down cross-legged and began to probe a trick that he had just received in his divine sense.

After a while, a strange expression appeared on Fang Yan's face, not because this technique was difficult to cultivate, but because he recognized the origin of this set of techniques.

This is not a method of cultivating the true realm at all, but a means of the black demon realm, Fang Yan searched the souls of countless low-level demons at the beginning, and knew many demon cultivation techniques, among which there are similar techniques, but at the beginning, the dialect devoured some low-level demons, and did not learn a complete set of exercises, and several high-level demons became their own slaves, and he did not force their exercises.

Seeing this set of tricks just now, Fang Yan also remembered, the style of these runes around seems to be the style of the Black Demon Realm, could it be that this Demon Hall is a magic weapon of the Demon Clan?

The recipe is not difficult, and the dialect will be mastered soon, but there are some small problems when using these formulas to urge the mana, and the two are not compatible at all, even if the dialect is suppressed vigorously, there will always be some mistakes and omissions.

It wasn't until two days later that Fang Yan patted his head: "I'm stupid, I don't urge with black demon energy, I have to urge mana." ”

Fang Yan immediately sacrificed the peach miasma armor, and several black demon qi burst out of it, Fang Yan pinched his hand, and several black demon qi immediately formed several runes in front of Fang Yan, which were very similar to the runes in the main hall.

"Go. Fang Yan's palm moved slightly, and several runes shot up towards the top of the main hall, and as several runes merged into the top of the main hall, all the runes fluctuated, like a stone falling into the pool of water, and the ripples spread out in circles.

Immediately after, several runes rose into the air, and after three consecutive times, Fang Yan saw a faint vortex appear on the top of the main hall, knowing that it was where the passage was, and with a wave of his palm, he still let the hundred slaves pass first.

After sensing that he had not encountered any danger, Fang Yan urged the spirit armor and himself to rise into the air and enter the vortex passage.

In an instant, Fang Yan passed through the passage, and when he raised his eyes, he saw eighteen long rope chains lying in front of him, and on each rope chain were dense forbidden runes, which were even higher than those in the hall below, but these runes were not the style of the Black Demon Realm, but the dignified and upright runes of the Xiuzhen Realm.

Looking along the rope chain, at the end of the rope chain, Fang Yan saw an old man.

Fang Yan was shocked to find that these rope chains actually passed through the old man's body, and the breath exuded by the old man was the one who sent him in and brought him in.

"Huh, so fast?" the old man who discovered the dialect let out a hoarse voice, but there was a bit of surprise in his tone, as if the speed at which the dialect came up was beyond his estimate.

Fang Yan couldn't see the old man's cultivation, it seemed that he was just an ordinary old man in his last years, just like many of the people he had seen in Fenzhou Mansion, but this forbidden rope chain showed that the old man was definitely not an ordinary person.

Finding Fang Yan's guarded expression, the old man grinned, and a hoarse voice came out: "Junior, don't panic, I have no malicious intent, I just noticed that there was a familiar aura on you, so I took you into this Demon Palace."

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, he had something familiar to him?

"Senior, who are you?" Fang Yan also sensed that the old man in front of him had no malicious intent, and asked.

Without answering Fang Yan's question, the old man glanced at Fang Yan a few times and said, "The spirit armor has actually refined the black demon qi, no wonder you can come up so quickly, boy, tell me, who are you Wujizi." ”

Fang Yan knew such a character, and shook his head at the moment: "Seniors, juniors don't know Wujizi." ”

"Well, then how can you have his breath on your body? No, but is it his lineage, are you practicing the Nebula Technique of the Heavenly Star Sect, or the orthodox exercises, are you a disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect?"

The dialect of the Heavenly Star Sect didn't know, but the old man could see at a glance that he was practicing the Nebula Technique, but it was a surprise to the dialect, he had never heard of anyone who could see the mental method cultivated by others at a glance, even the Yuanying Cultivator could hardly see the mental method cultivated by the Qi Refining Cultivator, at most he could only see the level of the grade.

Fang Yan arched his hand: "Senior, the younger generation is practicing the Nebula Recipe is good, but it was obtained by the younger generation by chance, as for the Heavenly Star Sect mentioned by the senior, the younger generation has never heard of it." ”

"What? impossible, how can the core exercises of the Heavenly Star Sect be left out, and what is scattered out is only the low-level mental method, it seems that this kind of cultivation you are definitely the core exercises of the Heavenly Star Sect is undoubted, otherwise how can you cultivate so fast with your qualifications, and it is not right, with your qualifications, how can you enter the eyes of such an old miscellaneous person as the Heavenly Star Sect, strange, strange, there are still a few puppet slaves, are they the disciples of the Puppet Sect?"

Fang Yan rolled his eyes, the old man seemed to be used to talking to himself, and he was still talking to himself at first, and he didn't know where to say it after a few words.

However, the sharpness of the old man's eyes made Fang Yan admire, and he naturally remembered the Heavenly Star Sect he mentioned.

As for the old man's so-called core exercises, Fang Yan guessed that eighty percent of them were because of his own perception in the illusion of the starry sky, and it was really the exercises of a big sect? Will there be any problems with his own cultivation, and the sect that can make this old man pay attention is probably not an ordinary sect.

It's just that what kind of sect this Heavenly Star Sect is, I really don't know anything about the dialect, and I have never heard of it.

The old man muttered alone for a long time, and seemed to remember that there was another person in front of him: "Boy, what is there on your body, it feels very familiar to me, it doesn't seem to be this nebula." ”