Outside the secret realm.

Even the warriors who were watching could feel the anxious atmosphere.

As time passed, an inexplicable pressure began to spread in all directions from the flying boat.

Even though the Demon King Han Yang did not appear from the beginning to the end, people still felt the huge oppressive power of the Demon King alone.

"Why did Wanyao Pavilion offend the Demon King?"

"He did not go to the Great Xia Dynasty, but instead came to Wanyao Pavilion. He must have a lot of grudges, right?"

The warriors were talking a lot, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

Soon, the time of a stick of incense passed.

The door to the secret realm of Wanyao Pavilion is still tightly closed, and there is no movement.

Obviously, they did not take Han Yang's threat seriously.

"Your Highness."

When the time for burning incense was about to end, Song Changsheng bowed respectfully and saluted.

Han Yang, dressed in white, flew down from the flying boat.

Everyone outside the secret realm subconsciously held their breath.

Buzz!

Just when Han Yang appeared, the secret door turned into a huge face of light and shadow.

"Hahaha! You, junior, are you the Demon King Han Yang?! You keep saying that you want to destroy my Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion, come on! Let me see how you are going to break the secret portal of this pavilion!"

Someone recognized the old man's identity.

King of Sedum Medicine!

One of the three great medicine kings of Wanyao Pavilion.

Even in the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion where powerful people gather, he is one of the most influential powerful people.

Han Yang said with an indifferent expression: "You, Baihong Medicine King of Wanyao Pavilion, are helping the evildoers! Help Zhujian Villa in an attempt to refine my friend into a human elixir! Today, Wanyao Pavilion won't give me an explanation! I will destroy your Wanyao Pavilion."

Years of inheritance!”

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the expressions of all the onlookers present changed, even the King of Sedum Medicine also changed his expression.

Refining human elixir is considered a taboo in Tianwu Continent.

The old Jingtian Medicine King subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he saw Duan Suixin next to him, his expression was stiff, and he looked awkward.

"Did Bai Hong really do that?"

"It's true that Brother Bai Hongyao was invited to Sword Making Villa, but it's not about refining human elixir, so I don't know..."

Duan Suixin felt inexplicably guilty.

If Demon King Han Yang said this in public, it would most likely not be nonsense.

Sedum Medicine King looked gloomy.

The light and shadow face on the door to the secret realm suddenly disappeared, and he had no shame in showing off his power in front of Han Yang anymore.

"That's it! Since we are in the wrong, let's just let Han Yang make trouble. He can't break the secret realm anyway!"

The old medicine king turned around and left.

Among the many Martial Kings, many looked embarrassed and turned around.

At this moment, Han Yang's cold voice came from outside the secret realm.

"Courtesy first, then attack! Since Wanyao Pavilion is so shameless, don't blame me for not predicting what I said! Changsheng!"

Following Han Yang's soft drink, Song Changsheng stepped forward.

"Get out of here!"

Song Changsheng kicked out the priest Fanhua, whose consciousness was trapped like a bitch, and kicked aside.

A boiling blood boiled out from Song Changsheng's body.

In the secret realm, the steps of Sedum Old Medicine King and others stopped abruptly.

"Ha...does this junior still want to use Song Changsheng to break into the secret realm of my Wanyao Pavilion? Not the Demon King, and Song Changsheng, a playboy like him, is even more impossible!"

All the disciples of Wanyao Pavilion had sarcastic expressions on their faces.

Almost everyone knows about Song Changsheng.

Because this person is a big customer of Wanyao Pavilion.

The Supreme Emperor of the Dali Dynasty pampered this person unprincipledly.

The elixirs purchased from Wanyao Pavilion were enough to cultivate ten and eight ninth-level Martial Kings, but they were just enough to build him up to a ninth-level Martial King.

This man is just a worthless waste with no talent!

The mighty Demon King Han Yang actually chose this person as his lackey. He is really short-sighted.

Just when everyone looked like they were watching a good show, as their blood energy rose, a vast power began to spread through the secret realm to all directions.

In an instant, everyone present changed their expressions.

"not good!"

"The magical weapon that governs the country!"

"The emperor-killing flying knife of the Great Li Dynasty!"

"Stop him!"

All the kings of Wu were shocked.

They never expected that the Dali Dynasty's national-ruling weapon would be in the hands of this dude.

Unfortunately, it is too late to stop Song Changsheng from taking action now.

Boom!

A stream of light shot out from Song Changsheng's body.

With a rumble, the portal to the secret realm was penetrated in one go.

The Secret Realm of Wanyao Pavilion can defend against the attack of the ninth-level Martial King, but it cannot defend against the Martial King's attack.

The terrifying power of the magical weapon directly tore the secret realm apart.

After a sudden earthquake, a gap several hundred feet in size appeared in front of everyone.

After releasing the Emperor-killing flying knife, Song Changsheng's face turned pale, and two strands of white hair appeared on his temples.

But his expression was extremely excited.

After controlling the emperor-killing flying knife for thousands of years, he finally got a chance to unleash it wantonly.

This feeling is really refreshing!

"Your Highness, please!"

Song Changsheng did not get carried away, he took back the flying knife and respectfully led the priest Fanhua aside.

Han Yang nodded with satisfaction and stepped forward.

Everyone inside and outside the secret place was stunned.

The secret is broken!

The secret realm that was said to be able to withstand countless ninth-level martial kings was actually cut through by a flying knife.

Magic weapon!

Only magic weapons can have this power.

For a moment, they looked at Han Yang with awe in their eyes.

Song Changsheng, who was in charge of the magic weapon, was as respectful as a servant. How could this demon king Han Yang be so intimidating?

Cold sweat flowed down his temples.

All the Martial Kings in Wanyao Pavilion stood stunned on the spot, their eyes full of unbelievable horror.

The secret realm is broken!

From now on, the defensive moat of our sect will no longer exist.

"Han Yang! Wait a minute, it's all a misunderstanding..."

Duan Suixin hurried forward and wanted to explain.

"I gave you a chance..."

Han Yang's expression was indifferent, and the broken sword Mu Shang's Blade was unsheathed with a clang.

puff!
To be continued...