Han Fengge entered the secret realm, and his eyes were dazzling with light, making people unable to see.

About half an hour later, the light in front of Han Fengge was not so dazzling. Looking around, you can only vaguely see the general appearance of the surrounding scenery.

When Han Fengge's eyes fully adapted to the light in the secret realm and could see the surrounding scene clearly, he found that he was alone after this.

Han Fengge looked around, and there was a huge temple in the dense forest in front of him, located halfway up the mountain.

Han Fengge didn't see Yun Fei and the others, thinking that maybe it was the isolation formation of the secret realm that separated him from the few of them when he entered the secret realm. But in any case, since you have arrived in this secret realm, you must go to the legendary temple to have a look, and I believe that you can meet Yunfei and the others there.

Han Fengge walked in the dense forest for a full hour before he walked out of this terrifying forest.

There were no wild beasts, no birds, no mosquitoes, there was silence, not even the wind.

There was no sound in the woods except the rustle of walking on the grass, and it was so quiet that it was frightening. Walking in the dense forest, the time becomes long because of the absolute silence around you. Han Fengge listened to the sound of his pounding heartbeat, and the more anxious he was to walk out, the bigger the forest seemed to be, as if there was no end to it.

Han Fengge, who finally stabilized his mind, found that he was already sweating profusely in a hurry, calming down his mood and relaxing his mood, and Han Fengge, who was no longer in a hurry step by step, finally walked out of the forest.

When Han Fengge stood at the edge of the forest and looked back, there was a stone tablet erected on the edge of the sword forest. The three words "Wu False Forest" on the stone tablet made him palpitate.

Han Fengge, who was standing in front of the temple, carefully looked at the three words "Great Compassion Temple" on the plaque at the temple gate, and the "Wufu Forest" on the stone tablet next to the dense forest were made by one person.

Han Fengge stood in front of the temple gate and waited for a long time, but he didn't see Yun Fei and them walk out of the "Void Forest", just as he was about to turn around and enter the temple, a figure finally walked out of the forest, but it was not one of Yun Fei and them, but a middle-aged monk with a pale face and gloomy eyes.

The middle-aged monk walked out of the dense forest and was stunned when he saw Han Fengge in front of the temple gate. Before everyone entered the secret realm, the middle-aged monk paid attention to Han Fengge and the four of them for a long time, and when he saw that there was only Han Fengge alone at this time, and when he didn't see the female cultivator of the Yuan Infant Realm and Yun Fei, who was full of sword qi, he felt evil in his heart.

The middle-aged monk who came back to his senses smiled and rushed towards Han Fengge, and the long sword came out of the sheath halfway, and it seemed that it was bound to win the Qiankun bag on Han Fengge's waist and the extremely extraordinary city-destroying sword in his hand.

Han Fengge had been secretly on guard since he saw the middle-aged monk walking out of the dense forest, and at this moment, seeing him draw his sword and rush towards him, he did not hesitate to pull out the city-destroying sword, and without waiting for him to rush in front of him, he poured spiritual power into the sword and took the initiative to stab at the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk was surprised by Han Fengge's decisiveness, but he was only stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and said in his heart: "The other party is just a young man who has not yet built a foundation, how many waves can he turn out in front of his Jindan realm cultivation?"

But what happened next took him by surprise.

The two slammed into each other with long swords. Compared to each other, the two swords actually took a step back, evenly matched.

But the more this was the case, the more the middle-aged monk looked forward to what Han Fengge was doing.

There was at least a two-layer gap between the two, but the young man was able to fight with him without falling behind. What does this mean? Such a young man must be a genius disciple of a certain wealthy sect, and usually such a person is armed with all kinds of treasures of great value, and in the eyes of a middle-aged monk, it can be called a "walking treasure house".

In normal times, a middle-aged monk would never think anything wrong about such a person, after all, such a genius figure has attracted much attention among those big sects, and he can't say that he will be accompanied by a person who has cultivated as a protector of the heavens, and he can only look at it. But in this current situation, in this secret realm that separates heaven and earth, who knows if you kill people and take treasures?

In the eyes of the middle-aged monk, this is really a godsend, as long as he kills this kid, even if he has no other gains from this trip to the secret realm, it is worth the price of the ticket.

As a casual cultivator with few resources, a middle-aged monk can be regarded as an extraordinary person with outstanding talent and determination, and there is absolutely no reason to give up halfway in the face of such an opportunity.

"I've made a lot of money this time!" the middle-aged monk was extremely happy in his heart, as for whether he could eat this "walking treasure house" in his eyes, he had never doubted. No matter how strong a genius is, it is impossible to cross the two realms, one is to build a foundation realm to compete with the Jindan realm, even if his own Jindan is weak, it is also a Jindan realm, not to mention that his own Jindan realm is weak? The middle-aged monk smiled indifferently, if he was a waste Jindan, he was afraid that he would have been gnawed to the scum a long time ago.

The middle-aged monk of the Jindan Realm did not make an inch of merit under the blow, but only thought that he was careless or the other party had already prepared to take over his sword with all his might.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk didn't stop, and rushed towards Han Fengge with his sword again, he had to be fast, otherwise when someone came, he would have to share the treasure in his hand with others.

At the same time that the middle-aged monk of the Jindan Realm rushed towards Han Fengge, he pinched the magic technique with his left hand and pointed it at a distance, and Han Fengge's surroundings suddenly surrounded him with a blue water.

Han Fengge in the mist was obscured by the heavy water curtain in front of him, and when he saw the middle-aged monk, the long sword was already close at hand.

Han Fengge swung his sword with his right hand in shock, trying to block the long sword that had reached less than a foot in front of him, and at the same time, he jumped out to the right with the force under his feet.

But to Han Fengge's surprise, the water balloon that surrounded him not only blocked his vision, but also brought great resistance to his actions.

Han Fengge, who swung the long sword in his hand with all his might, was still a step slower, and the opponent's long sword had already stabbed him in the arm, but fortunately, he jumped out to the side while swinging the sword, and then he avoided the vital point in his chest.

At this time, the other party had already entered the water polo, stood opposite Han Fengge, and said to him gloomily: "Good boy, in my water prison, I advise you to resist less and accept your fate obediently!"

Han Fengge was silent, and jumped backwards as he spoke, wanting to jump out of the shackles of the water prison, but he didn't expect to bounce back after hitting the wall of the water prison.

The middle-aged monk laughed wildly and said, "Ignorant little fellow, do you think my water prison technique is so easy to escape? I will eat your treasure, and Dao Ancestor will not be able to keep you, I said!"

The words fell, and another sword stabbed towards Han Fengge's chest. Han Fengge was on guard this time, and blocked the sword with the destruction of the city in front of his chest in advance.

It's just that although he blocked the sword, he found a detail that shocked him, the middle-aged monk was also in this water prison, but he was not restricted by the water prison. Neither his strength nor his speed weakened like Han Fengge's, and it was even a little faster than when he fought for the first time before.

The discovery of this detail made Han Fengge's heart anxious, and what happened next was even worse for him. As the middle-aged monk's spiritual power was thoroughly stimulated, the water in the water prison became more and more viscous and heavy, and the pressure from all directions gradually made Han Fengge feel difficult to breathe.

Han Fengge struggled to resist the attack of the middle-aged monk's sword faster than a sword, and there were already several wounds on his body, and blood overflowed from the wounds and floated in the water prison.

Just as Han Fengge was facing the predicament and was sweating profusely, a cold snort sounded in his mind: "If there is no use, I have chosen you to be such a waste!" Even if this half-hung water spirit Dao method isolates the heaven and the earth, your spiritual power cannot echo with the outside world, and you can't use the Dao method to attract heavenly thunder. But you have cultivated in your body for so long and stored so much spiritual power, can you use it to give birth to cubs? Even if you can't cast the Dao Method, if you release all your spiritual power, can that guy with the water spirit attribute of the Jindan Realm be able to stand it? If you can't even figure this out, you might as well die!"

Han Fengge heard the cold voice in his mind, and suddenly scolded, and he didn't care about finding out where that voice came from when the situation was critical.

Han Fengge's heart moved, and the spiritual energy stored in the Qi Sea Dantian that was already as thick as thunder slurry poured into the meridians, and then was instantly released from the meridians of the whole body.

The middle-aged monk who was about to succeed suddenly noticed a small flash of lightning flashing in front of his eyes, and before he could react, an overwhelming electric light burst out from Han Fengge's body.

The middle-aged monk didn't think twice, and his body instinctively retreated backwards, but it was too late, because the electric light enveloped him almost at the same time, and the domineering lightning swam back and forth on his body, piercing his meridians inch by inch, and even the golden pill hidden in the Qi Sea Dantian evaporated without a trace under the tyranny of the thunder aura, and the huge pain made him howl.

The electric rays that filled the entire water prison flashed with a faint blue light, raging wildly, evaporating the viscous water in the water prison into water vapor, and the water vapor expanded outward more and more like boiling water, and the water prison that could no longer hold on finally burst with a "bang".

The water vapor slowly dissipated, and Han Fengge looked at the middle-aged monk who fell to the ground and was killed by himself in a daze. Then the voice in my head sounded again: "Why don't you touch the corpse quickly, isn't this what the monks like the most? “

Only then did Han Fengge react and hurriedly asked, "Who are you, why are you in my body?"

After asking several times but getting no response, Han Fengge, who had no choice but to give up, walked to the middle-aged monk's side, squatted down and began to touch the corpse as the cold voice said.

After all, the middle-aged monk is a casual cultivator who has relied on his own little accumulation, fighting to the death again and again, and slowly reaching the Jindan realm after a series of opportunities, and he is also quite wealthy.

Han Fengge searched for a bronze tripod that had always been quaint, a yellowed ancient book, a few bottles of pills that looked good, and more than a dozen pieces of sparkling immortal jade and the long sword in his hand, which made Han Fengge gain a lot.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Han Fengge thought about it, maybe Yunfei and the others may not have to go through the Wufu Forest to the Great Compassion Temple like themselves, there should be other entrances to this temple, otherwise they would not only meet this middle-aged man, and if they continue to wait here, there may be other troubles, so it is better to go in first.

Thinking of this, Han Fengge drew his sword and carved a line of words on the steps of the temple gate: "Senior Brother Yun, I went in first, you don't have to wait for me." Then he walked into the Temple of Great Compassion with his feet raised.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong" The sound of the golden ring on the Zen staff was pleasant, and the young and handsome monk Hongguang slowly walked out of the Wufu Forest, and the dervishes in his original hand did not know where he received it.

Hongguang's smile was still as light and warm as a spring breeze, and he walked past the body of the middle-aged monk who fell in front of the Great Compassion Temple, without taking a second look.

Hongguang stepped on the stone steps and looked at Han Fengge's handwriting on it, and smiled even more: "Interesting, very interesting, it turns out that everything here is disorderly." It seems that after coming to Middle-earth, the monk has realized great supernatural powers. Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, Tuas really did it. “

Hongguang thought about it again after talking to himself, waved his monk's robe slightly, and the handwriting on the steps disappeared without a trace