After Xiao Ya finished the voice transmission quickly, she said, "Brother Han, it's not a problem to sit and practice like this. If you don't want to try it under the Bodhi tree, maybe the Bodhi tree can help you."
Han Yu's eyes lit up and said, "I'll try it."
After Han Yu finished drinking the tea, he and Xiao Ya walked towards the gate of the Hall of Sacrifice.
After the two walked to the gate, an old woman suddenly appeared and blocked the way. She was one of the four masters guarding the Temple of Immortal Sacrifice.
"Where is Young Master Han going?" the old woman asked indifferently.
"Go out for a walk." Han Yu bowed slightly to the old woman.
"Young Master Han should continue to practice here, it's not appropriate to walk outside now." The old woman said, glancing at Xiao Ya coldly, rather unkind.
"Why?" Han Yu asked calmly.
"The masters of Tianting and Yuxu Holy Palace are looking for Young Master Han, you better not show up recently." The old woman said.
"I'm just walking around in the Holy Palace of Yaochi." Han Yu was about to bypass the old woman.
The old woman shifted and blocked Han Yu upright again, saying, "Young Master Han should listen to the old man's advice."
Xiao Ya hurriedly said: "Brother Han just wants to go to the Bodhi tree to enlighten and cultivate..."
Before Xiao Ya finished speaking, the old woman gave her a cold look, making her dare not speak again.
"Shh!"
Han Yu's figure disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he appeared behind the old woman, reaching for the door.
"Master Han, you should continue to practice here!" The old woman turned around and grabbed Han Yu's shoulder.
Han Yu snorted softly, his shoulders shook, and the old woman's hands were shaken away, and the whole person was shaken backwards, her palms split open, and she sucked in cold air.
Han Yu opened the door, and suddenly a strange old woman appeared in front of Han Yu, standing outside the door with a gloomy face, it was Fu Jingfeng.
"Master Han, why don't you listen to the persuasion, we are all here for your own good." Fu Jingfeng said coldly.
"Thank you, but Han is not grounded!" Han Yu stared at Fu Jingfeng, who made him feel a touch of pressure.
"Go back!" Fu Jingfeng stretched out his right hand and pushed Han Yu casually.
"I still like to go out!" Han Yu reached out to block. The shots of the two seemed to be very casual, but when they collided, there was a terrifying loud noise, and the two exploded directly, and the terrifying air wave knocked several people upside down and flew out.
Xiao Ya was even worse, vomiting blood, and was instantly seriously injured.
After Han Yu stabilized his body, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, turning into a streamer and rushing towards the door.
"boom!"
Fu Jingfeng rushed in from outside the gate, and the two of them had a terrifying collision, and both of them were shocked and flew away.
"Swish!"
Two figures flashed, it was Yaochi Palace Master and Chen Mengyao. Chen Mengyao flashed, came to Han Yu, turned to look at Fu Jingfeng and said, "Elder Fu, you can let Han Yu leave."
"Humph!" Fu Jingfeng snorted coldly and angrily said, "You are still the saint of the Holy Palace, and you said such a thing!"
At this moment, the Mica Immortal Pagoda, which had always been calm, suddenly spewed out clouds and mist, and the mighty imperial soldiers breathed out, causing everyone present to feel great pressure.
"Step aside!"
Han Yu shouted angrily, bypassed Chen Mengyao, and punched out.
Fu Jingfeng took a step forward and slapped it with a palm. The two of them collided fiercely again, and they were once again shocked and flew away.
Fu Jingfeng's heart was turbulent, Han Yu's cultivation base was two layers lower than hers, and it was unbelievable that he had beaten her hard many times without losing the slightest.
Chen Mengyao rushed towards Fu Jingfeng without hesitation, and the jade hands clapped together, and countless palm prints instantly covered Fu Jingfeng. Fu Jingfeng, who was not stable, was forced to be quite embarrassed.
"You son of a bitch..."
Fu Jingfeng was furious.
The Yaochi Palace Master was taken aback, and did not expect that Chen Mengyao would do something to Fu Jingfeng.
"boom!"
Han Yu was wrapped in black vitality, like a meteorite falling into the void, hitting the door. Whether it was the Yaochi Palace Master or the old woman guarding the Immortal Sacrifice Hall, under Han Yu's powerful momentum, they were too frightened to stop them.
"Stop him!"
Fu Jingfeng shouted.
"crash..."
The Mica Immortal Pagoda was urged by the other three masters guarding the Immortal Sacrifice Temple, and the gushing clouds and mists converged toward the gate like flowing water, forming a gate of light, blocking the gate.
Han Yu quickly formed the seal and directly displayed the tyrannical dragon energy.
"Roar!"
The golden dragon rushed out and slammed into the door of light. The golden dragon shattered, and the door of light shook for a while and then stopped.
Han Yu's pupils shrank, and he punched out. Above the fist, the head of a lion turned into an instant.
"boom!"
The lion king's fist slammed heavily on the door of light, but to Han Yu's surprise, the door of light was still not broken.
"Pfft..."
At this moment, a stream of blood spurted out, and Chen Mengyao coughed up blood and fell heavily to the ground.
"Take this bitch down for me!" Fu Jingfeng shouted in a low voice, the Yaochi Palace Master sighed secretly, and went over to lift Chen Mengyao up to comfort him.
Fu Jingfeng turned to look at Han Yu and said with a sneer, "Han Yu, this is the Hall of Sacrificing Immortals, and there are imperial soldiers guarding here, you can't escape. Just stay here."
Han Yu said angrily, "Who are you and why are you imprisoning me?"
Fu Jingfeng said: "I am an ancestor of the Jade Pool Sacred Palace. It is not that I want to imprison you, but someone from the ninth world wants you."
"Heavenly Court, the upper peak of Yuxu Holy Palace?" Han Yu was shocked.
"Yes." Fu Jingfeng said calmly.
"You are actually submissive to those people?" Han Yu said angrily, his tone quite ironic.
"This is not called being soft, this is called drawing a clear line. Our Yaochi Holy Palace will not forge a big enemy for no reason because of you." Fu Jingfeng said.
"Humph!" Han Yu snorted heavily. Quietly took out the shuttle of the Great Emperor Tongtian and urged it with all his strength.
"Shh!"
Han Yu suddenly disappeared in place.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise somewhere in the Hall of Sacrifice, and Han Yu appeared.
Fu Jingfeng looked over and said with a sneer, "Unless you have imperial soldiers, you don't want to leave here!"
"Damn it!" Han Yu was shocked. Emperor Tongtian's shuttle could travel through the void in many cases, but he didn't expect it to be impossible here.
"Shh!"
Han Yu pushed the shuttle again, and the next moment he appeared behind the gate of light. He raised the yin-yang mirror in his hand and pushed it with all his strength.
On the quaint bronze mirror, a Tai Chi pattern soon appeared, and the black and white rays of light circulated, exuding a terrifying aura.
"The quasi-emperor soldier?" Fu Jingfeng frowned.
Although the gate of light was formed by the imperial soldiers, it could not bear the full blow of the quasi-imperial soldiers. The probing hand grabbed the Mica Immortal Pagoda, and the Mica Immortal Pagoda flew over and spun in Fu Jingfeng's hand.
Under the urging of Fu Jingfeng, the Mica Immortal Pagoda erupted with unprecedented divine light.
"Be careful!" Chen Mengyao was shocked.
"boom!"
Two beams of light rushed out of the Yin-Yang Mirror, bombarding the door of light heavily, the door of light shattered, and Han Yu stepped out of the temple of sacrifice.