Chapter 661 Five Ways

Han Li withdrew his gaze, and a thought flashed in his mind.

Looking at the appearance of Feng Qingyuan and the other three, it seems that they did not perceive the fluctuation of the law of time coming from the front?

If the three of them were acting at the moment, it would be too realistic, but he couldn't see any flaws.

"It seems that there are still buildings ahead, but I didn't search carefully for the palace that I passed through just now. What do you guys plan to do now? Go forward, or return to the palace to continue investigating?" Ren Hao, a burly man, looked at the other three. man, said.

None of Han Li and the others spoke, but they all looked forward.

"Hehe, it seems that everyone is a hero and sees the same thing. If so, let's move on." Ren Hao laughed.

Then several people stepped forward at the same time, walking side by side.

Although this white jade road is quite wide, it is not long for the few people, and it will soon come to an end.

This is a square located on the top of the mountain, about a thousand feet in size, the ground is paved with white jade floor tiles, and in the center of the square stands a black and blue stone statue with a height of more than one hundred feet, which looks like that big-headed boy again.

This stone statue has not been damaged, and stands here quietly, as if it has gone through ancient times.

The four of them glanced at the statue, then quickly looked away and looked towards the front of the square.

I saw five smaller white jade roads extending from here, each heading in different directions, winding and disappearing in the white mist ahead.

Next to each road, there is a blue jade plaque taller than a person, which reads: Disciple Ping, Sanshui Pagoda, Wuling Pavilion, Chengtian Temple, Tianyao Valley, five place names.

Seeing this scene with their own eyes, the four had different expressions on their faces.

Han Li looked at the five place names with a flickering gaze.

Judging from the names, Disciple Ping and Tianyao Valley are good guesses. They should be the disciple Dongfu of the Shuiyan Palace of the Zhenyan Sect, and the place where the spirit grass elixir is stored. It is only the Sanshui Pagoda, the Wuling Pavilion, and the Chengtian Palace. The place name is a bit general, and I can't guess the specific details.

Ren Hao, Feng Qingyuan and Feng Lin also looked at the five roads, their faces fluctuating.

"The road ahead is divided. It seems that we have to go separately. I don't know which road you want to choose?" Ren Hao calmed down and said.

Han Li glanced at the second road marked with the Three Water Pagoda.

He could feel that the fluctuation of the law of time came from there.

He was about to speak when Ren Hao suddenly said, "I'll choose this path. I'm practicing a water-attribute technique, so let's make an agreement and go to this Sanshui Pagoda."

Han Li's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and then he recovered immediately.

"I want to go to Tianyao Valley to have a look, hoping to pick some suitable spiritual herbs." Feng Lin straightened his drooping hair and said casually.

"Since that's the case, let me choose Chengtian Palace. It's a good name. I hope I can gain something." Feng Qingyuan said, and he had already reached the fourth path.

Han Li didn't speak, and walked silently to the third road, marked Wuling Pavilion.

"Since everyone has chosen the path, let's part again. I hope we can all gain something." Ren Haochang smiled, stepped on the second path, strode forward, and disappeared quickly In the fog ahead.

The three of Han Li also embarked on the path of their own choice, and their figures disappeared very quickly.

In Baiyu Square, it quickly became silent.

A moment later, a blue shadow flew back from the third road and landed on the square, revealing Han Li's figure.

He glanced left and right, stepped a little, and the whole person turned into a blurred blue shadow again, and flew towards the road marked "San Shui Pagoda" silently.

Not long after Han Li's figure disappeared, a figure appeared on the fourth road, which was Feng Qingyuan.

Without the slightest hesitation, he also embarked on the second path, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Just as Feng Qingyuan's figure disappeared, Zi Ying flashed, and Feng Lin's figure also appeared on Baiyu Square.

Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she also stepped onto the second path.

Han Li concealed all his breath and walked inward along the road. Soon the terrain in front of him became open, and a huge three-story tower-shaped palace appeared more than a thousand feet in front of him.

Its bottom floor is octagonal, made of huge square blue bricks, with tiny runes engraved on it, and a huge arch about three feet high is facing him.

Han Li glanced around, but found no trace of Ren Hao, nor did he find any other abnormalities, and his figure suddenly rushed forward with a few flashes.

When he came close to the arch, he found that the dark temple door was open inward, and the eyeballs of the two ring-shaped beasts on the door had been broken, which seemed to be the traces left after the original restriction was broken.

He didn't enter the hall in a hurry, but stood at the door and looked inside for a while, only to see a layer of faint smoke filled inside, which seemed to be light and empty, but it was hard to see the scene inside.

After a little thought, Han Li stepped into the palace gate with a single step.

As soon as he entered the hall, he couldn't help frowning, only to feel that the surrounding blue mist suddenly became several times thicker, and a choking smell began to fill the air.

Immediately afterwards, a burning sensation spread from his feet.

Han Li looked down and was startled.

At some point, his feet had turned into a crimson sea of ​​flames. The blazing flames had just ignited his boots and the robe on his body, and thick black smoke began to emit, which was where the pungent smell came from.

"It's an illusion again..." Han Li frowned slightly, and with a thought, the alchemy began to work silently.

The next moment, it was as if a gust of wind swept through his sea of ​​consciousness, and it immediately returned to clarity.

At the same time, the flames on his body quickly shrank and shrunk, and the flames quickly became smaller, and finally all turned into specks of light and dissipated, leaving only the blue smoke that filled the room, still condensed and lingering.

There was a flash of purple light in Han Li's eyes, and he opened the Nine Nether Demon Pupils, and quickly scanned his surroundings.

The inner room of the hall that was originally covered by the blue smoke was immediately presented in front of his eyes.

I saw that the empty hall was full of scars, with collapsed stone pillars and wooden blocks everywhere, and the ground was even more pitted and dark, full of dried and coagulated blood.

A layer of dry corpses almost covered the entire hall, and each of them died in a horrific and miserable state.

Judging from some of the robes that have not been completely corroded, among these people are the corpses of the disciples of the Mantra Sect and the bones of the people of the Heavenly Court. It is obvious that they have experienced a very tragic fight.

In addition, among these densely piled corpses, there are also many blue humanoid puppets, which have basically been smashed into pieces, with no aura left.

There are still many partition walls inside the palace. Han Li followed the layout of the palace and searched all the way inward. He saw that the walls along the way were full of scars. There were black blood stains and broken bones everywhere. Huge cracks deep into the wall were shocking.

In the deepest main hall, Han Li saw a huge white jade staircase winding its way to the second floor of the palace.

A huge broad-edged sword is still inserted on the ladder, but the surface is severely corroded, and it is no different from ordinary iron.

Layers of corpses were also scattered around the giant sword, piled up to be as high as Zhang Xu.

Han Li's eyes were narrowed, and after searching around the hall with the bones under his feet, he didn't find anything useful, so he rushed towards the stairs.

His figure was like a ghost, passing over the bones without making a single sound.

At the entrance of the stairs, he leaped briskly, touched the hilt of the broad-bladed giant sword with his toes, and arrived at the second floor of the palace in a blink of an eye.

As soon as he entered the second floor of the palace, Han Li suddenly felt a bone-piercing cold attack, and the fairy power in his body automatically activated to resist the freezing cold.

Looking around, he felt as if he had entered a brand new extremely cold space.

There is a thick layer of blue ice crystals on the ground in front of him, a thick layer of ice crystals on the stone pillars, the walls and window edges are completely covered by ice crystals, and countless ice cones hang down from the top of his head.

The ice blue color everywhere made Han Li have an illusion that the space on the second floor seemed bigger than the first floor. In fact, the second floor lacked the heavy partition walls in the first floor, making it look more spacious.

But the same thing is that on the ground on the second floor, there are also countless corpses of Shingon disciples and people from the heavenly court lying here and there, all of them in the same miserable state of death, but the corpses here seem to have been cultivated higher before they were alive. There is still a little bit of spiritual light left on the surface, and most of the faces are not completely decayed.

In addition, in some areas near the wall, Han Li also saw the corpses of many huge monsters, but almost all of them were badly damaged. Their heads were shattered and their bones were scattered. It was difficult to identify what they were originally monsters.

The corpses here, whether they are human or monsters, are surrounded by strong evil spirits that far exceed the first floor.

Han Li walked slowly on the second floor of the main hall, walked past the bones expressionlessly, and walked towards the huge frozen staircase in the deepest part.

After walking several tens of feet, his expression suddenly changed, he lowered his head and looked down.

I saw that the smooth mirror-like ice crystal ground was empty, and only my own figure was reflected in it.

"I clearly sensed a strange aura just now..." Han Li had a puzzled look on his face.

At this moment, his brows suddenly raised, and he suddenly noticed the reflection reflected in the ice crystals below him, and the corner of his mouth suddenly opened an arc far beyond the normal range, revealing an extremely weird smile.

Almost at the same time, his palm twisted, and a green bamboo bee cloud sword was already held in his hand. The blade pointed directly at the reflection below him.

However, the reflection below him swam forward like a fish, and after his seemingly illusory body dodged the blade of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, it suddenly rushed out from the ice in front of Han Lizheng. The body turned from empty to solid, and with both hands together, they thrust straight towards Han Li's chest.