At the top of the giant peaks that are swaying to the Five Mountains, palaces that exude quaint and desolate aura stand here.

The palace is extremely large, even more grand than the Tianfu, the overlord sect of Tianluozhou. From a distance, there are many small and medium-sized palaces behind the giant hall.

Even some of the mountains and veins around the giant peaks have various unique buildings.

People from major sects of Tianluo Prefecture and Xieluo Prefecture landed one after another on the large square platform at the main entrance of the Xiesheng Palace.

There is a gate directly above the platform of the square.

This is just a gate, carved from white jade, with only two stone pillars and a beam, but there is not even a door panel.

Such a stone gate unconsciously reminds people of the South Heaven Gate in the Heavenly Palace in the legendary story.

Behind the gate is a long step, each step is about twenty meters long and three meters wide. Such a large step is like a giant walking.

There are almost a hundred steps, increasing upwards, and at the end of the steps is a palace about a hundred feet high. However, this palace is not the most magnificent, but it gives people a breath like a towering mountain.

Standing at the gate of the Evil Saint Palace, whether it was the genius of Xieluo Prefecture or the monster of Tianluo Prefecture, they were quite excited at this moment. Almost everyone's faces were filled with a hot look, and the first ones were walking ahead. Naturally, the Evil Palace led by Xie Wuchang and the Tianfu team led by Pu Shiqiong.

The forces such as Blood Sword City, Soul Sword City, Evil Formation City, Yingge City, Lingtian City, Demon Puppet City and other forces are located on the left, slightly behind the Evil Palace.

Sects such as Qixuan Peak, Wu Poison Sect, Tiancheng Sect, Ziyang Palace, Puppet Sect, Xuanyuan Gate, and Sword Sect are located on the right, behind the Tianfu team.

As for the geniuses of other large and small sects, they also followed the backs of these major sects and forces.

All the nine evil sons were here. Among the ten geniuses, Jian Yifei was dead, and Pu Feiling did not appear from beginning to end. As for where she was, there were not many people who knew about it.

"How to go now? Turn on the ban?"

The person who asked about it was Mu Tianen standing beside Han Chen. Unexpectedly, he was the one who was most restless in his heart at this moment. After waiting for more than ten years, the person he was looking for was inside.

However, what Mu Tianen feared most was that he returned disappointed again after the opening of the Evil Saint Palace.

"The prohibition is still inside."

Xie Wuchang replied coldly, then looked at each other with Pu Shiqiong, and then they took steps at the same time and headed towards the gate.

“Buzz!”

The moment the two of them passed through the door, a slight tremor appeared in the air. A faint golden light film flashed through the door, and the two of them seemed to have walked through a layer of bubbles.

After entering the gate, Xie Wuchang and Pu Shiqiong stepped on the large steps of bluestone slabs at the same time, then took steps and walked slowly upwards.

But seeing that the capital of the two great geniuses and evil sons was so cautious, the geniuses of other major sects also kept their minds and followed them solemnly into the gate.

As everyone passes through the door, a thin layer of bubbles will appear in the air.

"Boom!"

Just as Han Chen walked past the gate, everyone's ground swayed slightly, and the golden bubbles were mixed with a trace of purple air.

What's going on?

Everyone looked at Han Chen with a little surprised look, and soon everyone felt relieved, thinking that because Han Chen had the "key" to open the Evil Saint Palace, Zi Ling Mingxing.

Nearly ten thousand geniuses from Tianxie Prefectures have successively climbed the big stairs. Just as they stepped on the first stairs, a slight bell sound suddenly came from their ears.

It was a melodious bell sound in the evening, floating from the rolling mountains and forests, seeping into the skin, and reaching the inner palace.

The bell sounds not very real, and it is a little hazy, but everyone seems to have heard it. The bell sounds like magically pouring into the soul, causing invisible pressure on everyone.

Almost in an instant, Ming Ruo's face turned much paler, her delicate body trembled slightly, and even she was not standing safely.

"Mingruo, what's wrong with you?" Han Chen hurriedly supported the other party, with concern between his eyebrows.

"I'm fine, brother." Ming Ruo's face squeezed a smile, but his tone was particularly weak.

...

"Hey, I forgot to tell you." Pu Shiqiong, who was walking in front, turned around, looked at the group of people beside Han Chen with disdain, and said, "Not everyone can walk on this step. The higher the upwards, the greater the pressure on the restriction. I advise some people who are not strong to retreat, otherwise they will die on the steps, but no one will care about you."

When many people heard what Pu Shiqiong said, a little shocked in their hearts.

Han Chen raised his eyebrows lightly, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When his heart moved, a gentle Wuyuan power separated from his body and then poured into Mingruo's body.

Ming Ruo suddenly felt that most of the discomfort disappeared, and his big, lively eyes became much brighter.

Seeing Han Chen like this, the mockery on Pu Shiqiong's face became even stronger, "It's so ignorant. Your behavior will accelerate the consumption of Wu Yuanli several times. At that time, I'm afraid that you will find it difficult to reach the top."

Hearing this, Ming Ruo looked worried, "Brother, don't worry about me anymore, I'm fine."

Han Chen smiled and signaled that the other party had nothing to do. Then he looked back at Pu Shiqiong and said coldly, "You said enough? If you say enough, leave your own. Don't make a fuss here."

"You?" Pu Shiqiong frowned, shook his sleeves, and shouted in a deep voice, "Hmph, stinky brat, when you feel good, stupid things."

After saying that, Pu Shiqiong turned around sneered and continued to go upwards.

The disciples of various major sects continued to move forward. When they reached more than a dozen steps, the sounds conveyed had already transformed from the sound of the bell into the crisp and melodious sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute is as gentle as water, filled with cheerful rhythms, like springs and streams jumping.

However, this flute sound is even more terrifying than the sound of a bell, just like a kind of unique power that captures souls and kills the soul. Some young geniuses with poor strength are gradually unable to get to their hearts, their qi and blood surge, their blood is boiling all over their bodies, and their heartbeat is accelerating rapidly.

Ming Ruo, who was protected by Han Chen, reduced the damage of the ban to the minimum, and Shangguan Mian, Gu Ling, Gu Li, Wang Zhaoyi and others could no longer bear the oppression caused by the ban on the stairs. They all showed a strong fatigue on their faces and their actions seemed much slower.

At this moment, several strands of martial arts power were separated from Han Chen's body again, and these martial arts powers poured into the four people's bodies. The next moment, the four people immediately felt that the "burden" pressing on their bodies had been greatly reduced, and their whole bodies were very soft.

"Hanchen, you?" Wang Zhaoyi frowned and looked at Hanchen in surprise.

"It's okay, keep going!"

Helping five people resist the ban on the Evil Saint Palace at one time, Han Chen's behavior directly made everyone present widen their eyes.

The genius and evil sons on both sides of Tianxie were all shocked at this moment, and their faces were covered with disbelief.

They were on the steps and could clearly feel how powerful the weird flute sound attack was. Even if they just resisted it, the speed of the Wuyuan power consumption was amazing, let alone help others.

"This guy?"

Xie Wuchang and Pu Shiqiong who were walking in the front could no longer maintain their calmness. The two looked at each other, both of them reading the horror in each other's eyes.

Who dared to squander Wu Yuan power like this, could Hanchen have condensed the soul in his body?

Xie Wuchang and Pu Shiqiong secretly thought that they were both powerful cultivation levels of the first level of the immortality, and their souls were condensed in their bodies. They were not afraid of the consumption of martial arts power.

However, with their soul strength, they could not withstand the speed at which six people consumed their martial energy at the same time.

Too shocked.

Hanchen is simply a monster.

Who knows that Han Chen's primordial spirit is quite special, and his primordial spirit is also fused with the primordial spirit of the demon. The strength has long exceeded the power of the primordial spirit of the second level of the Longevity Realm.

Therefore, if the strength of a single wheel of the Yuanshen is far stronger than Xie Wuchang and Pu Shiqiong.

Of course, no one here dares to imagine that the answer would be like this. But everyone thinks Hanchen is like a monster, "perverted" to an extremely amazing level.

...

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone gradually climbed to a higher stairs.

Nearly a hundred steps, for those geniuses with higher cultivation levels, they are relatively easy to go. But there are more people who have lost the battle in the middle.

Everyone was shocked that Han Chen and five were not under much pressure. Except for their slightly pale face, their breathing was still stable.

"Look, there are more than a dozen steps."

"Come on, everyone, it's okay to walk through the steps!"

"Run!"

The goal is so close that everyone has hope in their hearts. The people who can't hold on have all become energetic and are circulating their Wuyuan power at high speed to carry out the final sprint.

"Walk!"

"Swish!"

All the great geniuses and evil sons all jumped up and turned into streams of light and climbed to the last step.

At the end of the steps is a pavilion at the entrance of the palace, surrounded by white jade, and railings are made of railings. Just above the pavilion is a palace a hundred feet high. Standing in front of it, you can clearly feel the rich desolate and ancient atmosphere.

The palace gate is open, or there is no door at all. There are eighteen steps at the entrance. Each six steps are divided into one floor, with three floors in total.

The crowd standing outside cannot observe the internal environment through the door. All the eyes can see is the hazy chaos and mist.

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!