On this 10,000-zhang platform, Han Shi's spiritual consciousness spread out less than a zhang, and then there was no further advance, obviously there was a restraining force to stop the spread of spiritual consciousness.

Han Shi was not half distracted, he walked around the platform quickly, but he didn't find the slightest abnormality.

He groaned a little, leaned down and put his ears on the platform, and listened carefully, this technique was learned from Han Yuanshan when he was a teenager, and it was used to track prey with excellent results, at this time the spiritual sense could not be used, so he used this primitive method to try.

This method is also Han Shi's blessing to the soul, and he decided to use it on a whim, after all, a monk who has cultivated to his level, almost no one will think of using the earth method commonly used by these mortal hunters, but it is also destined that very few people can know some secrets that others can't know like Han Shi.

Han Shi's whole body was lying on the platform, as if lying on his side, and gradually, he heard two voices.

One near and one far.

The one closest is the sound of Han Shi's own heartbeat, he has a smile on his face, few people will taste his own heartbeat like him, gradually, in his ears, his own heartbeat is ignored, and the remaining distant sound is also a heartbeat.

Han Shi sneered, slowly closed his eyes, and listened quietly, discerning the direction of this heartbeat.

After a long time, Han Shi's cold eyes opened like electricity, and the distant heartbeat was gradually fading, and the gap between each heartbeat slowly became larger, and after a hundred breaths, the distant heartbeat completely stopped, as if falling into silence.

Han Shi's eyes showed a strange look, this heartbeat except for Zhang Mubai, there will be no third person here, but this person is dead?

Han Shi looked in the direction where his heartbeat came from and remained motionless.

He still maintained a position lying on his side, his eyes gradually became extremely solemn, and a faint sound seemed to come from nothingness, this feeling was the process of coming from nothing, and this sound was different from the heartbeat of a person.

The heartbeat of a person is usually short and rapid, but this sound is extremely long, each repetition takes hundreds of breaths, and this sound gradually becomes clear.

Suddenly, a thunder net surfaced under the turtle beast's body, this thunder net did not spread, but turned into dense thunder and lightning, completely enveloping the turtle beast, under the continuous lightning strikes, the turtle beast's whole body made a sizzling sound, and a lot of water vapor was generated under its body, and it slowly dissipated into mist.

This thunder net came suddenly, and suddenly disappeared after ten breaths.

Han Shi jumped up, his eyes showed a decisive look, the moment he saw this thunder net with his own eyes, he had a trace of speculation about the large amount of thunder power condensed in this thunder mountain.

In his opinion, this platform is a formation, and this thunder net is just a part of this formation, the scope of this formation is extremely wide, even the thunder mountain is also a part of the formation, and even the boundless sea of clouds in this secret realm may also be part of this formation.

To put it simply, the entire Thundercloud Island is a huge formation, and its purpose is only one, which is to suppress this huge turtle beast.

He can even be sure that the generation of this thundercloud order must be this turtle beast, which accumulates a little strength to break the formation every hundred years, and transforms out after breaking through the formation, the purpose is to lure the monk into this formation, so as to break this formation with the help of the monk's power, this turtle beast seems to have been dead for a long time, but in fact, it is not so, it is still alive, that Zhang Mubai is afraid that he will die because of it, and the long and incomparably long sound of Shicai, although it is different from the heartbeat of a person, but Han Shi has an intuition.

This sound is the heartbeat of the turtle beast.

Han Shi was extremely bold, he knew very well that there was no danger of life and death when he withdrew from the platform at this time and crushed the thundercloud order, but he still had a few doubts in his heart, and he promised Jun Zhou to find the relics of the ancestors of the Jun family, and he would not retreat lightly.

Unable to fly on this platform, he came to the turtle beast's side, and with a summon, the shadow sword slashed under the side of the turtle beast's hard shell, and suddenly a rather large wound appeared, the muscles at the wound were white, and there was no blood, and his body went straight into the turtle beast's body.

The lines on the thundercloud order were quite similar to the bones lines, and he had long suspected this.

And all this suspicion disappeared the moment he entered the body of the turtle beast, and the lines of the bones in front of his eyes were also like the lines of the thundercloud order, although they were not the same, but they were roughly the same, the blood of the turtle beast was like gold and red, and the color of the thunder cloud order was no different, at this moment, the blood in the body of the turtle beast was extremely rare.

"Bones, blood, as I expected. ”

Han Shi's eyes were calm, and his right hand gently stroked the thunder cloud order, and when the scene in front of him confirmed the conjecture in his heart, he calmed down instead.

Leaving the shadow sword to open the way, Han Shi quickly penetrated the flesh wall and entered the body of this turtle beast, he touched his nose lightly, there was a faint trace of death everywhere, unlike many huge beasts, which were full of fishy smell, but relatively clean.

Han Shi walked towards the source of the long voice, he was extremely cautious when he walked, the abdominal cavity of this turtle beast was already cold, but it still gave Han Shi a sense of deep vitality, and he was extremely careful when walking.

His figure turned into a wisp of green smoke, wandering in the abdominal cavity of the turtle beast, whenever he encountered some huge organs, Han Shi avoided it and went straight to the heart, as for this turtle beast, Han Shi had not yet seen it.

The appearance of this turtle beast made Han Shi have a trace of doubt, Dingtian Stone Jue contains many memory fragments, among them, there are memories about Xuanwu, this turtle beast and Xuanwu from the appearance, there are indeed some similarities, but there are also some differences, such as the limbs and the hideous sharp spines on the head and tail.

This sharp thorn, he had touched when he walked around the turtle beast, its hardness and sharpness was only slightly inferior to that of the Shadow Sword, the turtle beast had a lot of sharp thorns all over its body, tens of thousands, you can imagine the brazen momentum of this turtle beast's anger.

This turtle beast, nine times out of ten, is the legendary Xuanwu, even if it is not, it has a close relationship with Xuanwu, but the turtle beast of this appearance was suppressed here, which shows that the person who cast the spell to suppress the cultivation is shocking.

Suddenly, Han Shi froze under his feet and stopped moving forward.

Not far in front of him, a huge heart appeared, Zhang Mubai, at this moment, his eyes were exuding an evil gaze, with a mysterious smile on his face, his hands pressed on the heart motionlessly, and he did not react to Han Shi's appearance, this heart was like a small mountain, beating at an extremely slow speed.

Zhang Mubai's evil eyes became more strange with this beating.

"That's not right!"

Han Shi looked at Zhang Mubai, his heart tightened, he could feel that the vitality on Zhang Mubai's body was disappearing at an extremely fast speed, before he was outside the turtle beast, the distance was quite far, and he didn't have such an intuitive feeling.

The vitality that disappeared from Zhang Mubai's body was transmitted to the heart through his hands, and under the effect of this vitality, the color of the heart's appearance seemed to have a trace of blood, and the beating sound was also shortened from hundreds of breaths at a time to about 100 breaths.

Zhang Mubai's face was pale, and there was a thick dead aura all over his body, like a dead man, only he still maintained a weird smile on his face.

Han Shi immediately thought that in the depths of the cave before, those bones were also with such a mysterious smile, his heart moved slightly, and a sword light that only he could see was slashed from the shadow sword, cutting between Zhang Mubai's neck, this person's head was suddenly broken, and after falling and rolling a few times, he still maintained that mysterious smile.

After losing his head, his body suddenly lost his support and fell, and the heart lost its source of vitality, and its beating gradually became slow.

A glimmer of improvement just now was forcibly interrupted under Han Shi's sword.

This sword Han Shi didn't use much yuan power, not only did he not like it, but his eyes were shining, and his figure flickered back a few feet, looking at the huge heart.