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Chapter 71 Rakshasa City

"Senior Brother Han, this time we have been organized as a horse exploration camp and will go to the city to find out the news. Are you sure?"

Among the crowd, a few disciples with good cultivation and the fifth level of True Qi Realm approached Han Shan and asked in a low voice.

Han Shan glanced at a few people and knew that what this person asked was also what the others wanted to ask. He just smiled lightly and said without saying anything: "This trip is extremely dangerous, but if you are willing to listen to my arrangements,

It’s possible to save your life!”

Han Shan's words were like a wake-up call, shocking the minds of several people. They involuntarily held their breath and looked at Han Shan, waiting for him to continue.

Han Shan smiled faintly and said: "It's not convenient to say more now, just look at my eyes and act first!"

After saying this, Han Shan and the others quickly separated and returned to their original positions to hunt down the hell devils and monsters that kept appearing.

Yingjiu, who was walking at the front, looked at the gathered figures of Han Shan, with a sneer on his lips, and snorted lightly in his heart: "A bunch of ants, trying to change your destiny? It's a joke, the Holy Son told you to die in the middle of the night,

There’s no chance you’ll survive the fifth watch!”

With Yingjiu's cultivation, it is natural that he will not take notice of everyone present. If he does it himself, he is confident that he will kill all the hundreds of people present in seconds, but in this case, he himself

Extinction is unclear.

It is said that warriors have powerful supernatural powers, but the more powerful the warriors are, the more they cherish their feathers, and they will not put themselves in danger.

Boom!

Hundreds of people were running on a mountain peak. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the top of the mountain. There was a flat roof of tens of feet that had been flattened. Hundreds of people stood on it, all with solemn expressions, and the strong wind blew.

Come, blowing makes each other's clothes rustle and crackle.

The plane of hell is very strange. There is no daytime in it. It is always a kind of sunset dusk. There is a blood-colored crescent moon hanging in the sky that can be seen anywhere, emitting a dazzling faint blood light.

Yingjiu pointed out his hand and said: "Everyone, pay attention, that is our target this time, Rakshasa City!"

His voice was cold and filled with endless chill, which made everyone shiver in their hearts, all looking at the place where his finger was.

Thousands of miles away from here, there is a very majestic and huge city. Although the elders once said that their mission was to break through a small city on the edge of the hell plane, when Mu Ran saw the real thing, he still felt a deep sense of sadness.

Shocking feeling.

It is said to be a small city, but at a glance, it actually covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles, and is vast and boundless. The surrounding area is made of huge dark black masonry walls that are as high as mountain peaks. It can be seen as high as hundreds of feet!

At such a height, ordinary Zhenqi realm practitioners cannot jump up to it at all, unless they use the flying escape magic weapon or a strong person in the divine transformation realm to fly in the air.

But on the hundred-foot-high city wall, there are four giant black fine gold pillars that are as black as ink and as thick as the sky pillars. They are like four sky-high fingers thrust into the ground. The four giant black pillars divide the entire city in four directions.

Rakshasa City was surrounded by people, and everything was covered by a black cloud like a curtain of light. From time to time, there were flashes of extremely dark thunder and lightning, crackling like electric snakes as thick as buckets wandering back and forth.

.

The aura looks like a warrior from the Divine Transformation Realm. As long as he dares to rush forward in the air, he will be blown into ashes by Yin Lei upon contact, and even his soul cannot be retained!

"Hiss...! This Rakshasa City is actually so well-defended. If you want to attack from the outside, it is simply impossible to succeed!"

Everyone was amazed by the tight defense of this Rakshasa city.

Suddenly, Yingjiu said: "Han Shan! Since you have the highest cultivation level among this group of people, I will send you to Rakshasa City to find a way to sneak in and get information from inside. If necessary, I will ask you to cooperate inside and outside to attack Rakshasa City.

You are the first meritorious service of the academy! I will definitely report your merits to Elder Li personally!"

If an ordinary person is told something like this by Yingjiu, the blood in his body will surge up, and he will be tempted by his words, and sneak into Rakshasa City without knowing whether to live or die. But who is Han Shan? How can he not understand his little thoughts?

But Han Shan did not refute, but said calmly: "I obey! But the disciple has a request."

"Oh? Just tell me. If possible, I will make it convenient for you."

Originally, in Yingjiu's heart, Han Shan would definitely retort after hearing what he said. Then he could take the opportunity to suppress and humiliate him, and finally force him to sneak into Rakshasa City. Even if he was discovered, his death would be excusable, but he

He didn't expect that Han Shan would agree so readily, which made him suspicious.

Hearing that Han Shan still had requests, Yingjiu suddenly showed a clear look in his heart that he was in control of everything. He thought to himself: After all, he still doesn't dare to sneak in alone, and he still wants me to give him some helpers! Huh! I'll agree first.

Let him, let him die with total peace of mind!

Han Shan's eyes flickered, but he stretched out his hand and pointed out five disciples. They were the disciples who had gathered around him just now to discuss ways to save their lives.

When several people saw Han Shan being sent to perform an almost fatal mission, they felt a little sad, but when they saw Han Shan actually pointed at them and said to Yingjiu: "Commander Yingjiu, I need a few of them to do my job.

I need assistants and support, otherwise it would be difficult for me to support myself in there!"

Han Shan's words made the faces of those people change wildly, and the horror in their eyes was palpable. They were about to retort, but Han Shan gave him a reassuring look. Several people who had seen Han Shan display his power immediately understood this look.

They all fell silent and said nothing.

But the hundreds of disciples around him took this scene seriously in their hearts, and couldn't help but trembled: "This Han Shan is simply a devil. He must die himself, and before he dies, he drags others with him to act as a backer. It's really terrifying.

!”

"Han Shan is really struggling to his death. Just look at the expressions on those people's faces. You can tell that Han Shan is dragging him into the water silently. It's really disgusting!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yingjiu's mouth. He looked at Han Shan and the disciples who were pointed out by Han Shan and said with a smile: "Okay, I agree to all your requests! Now the six of you will go to Rakshasa City together and hide.

Sneak in, collect a lot of information, and find a way to spread it! Afterwards, the academy will definitely give you a huge reward!"

Han Shan, however, pretended to have the attitude of a soldier dying for his confidant, and said impassionedly: "I will definitely complete the mission and let the glory of my Shengwu Academy shine in hell!"

Yingjiu smiled and nodded, then with a wave of his hand, he took away all the remaining hundreds of people and headed in another direction. Han Shan could see clearly that that place was the camp temporarily selected by the red-haired old man.

Three armies of thousands of disciples are all stationed there.

When Yingjiu and others walked away, among them, a young man named Huang Tong, who was about twenty years old, said anxiously: "Brother Han, what do you mean? Could it be that you are really...

..."

Han Shan waved his hand and immediately interrupted Huang Tong's words, with a sinister sneer on his face: "You don't have to say anything, I know what you want to say, but you just need to wait outside and prepare to watch."

What a good show, hehe, if you want me to die, you will all have to pay a heavy price for it!"

The last sentence was said by Han Shan from the bottom of his heart. He did not say it to these five people. The main reason was that he could not trust these five people and was afraid that a trace of the news would leak out and his plan would be completely shattered!

The reason why it is said that it is extremely dangerous to lurk into Rakshasa City to inquire about information is because human beings have an unusual aura in hell. It is an aura that does not belong to the creatures in this plane. Once people discover it,

, will be shot and killed.

Even if you use some magic weapons that can hide your breath or change your breath, you can't hide it for a long time, and if you encounter a hell demon with a high level of cultivation, you will be seen through instantly, his whereabouts will be exposed, and you will still die.

But the reason why Han Shan dared to agree so happily and without any worries was because the "God and Demon Body Tempering Technique" he practiced was not only able to absorb the demonic energy from hell to temper his body, but also allowed him to

The physical body naturally exudes a primitive breath of hell creatures. Even the most advanced Hell Demon King and Demon Emperor cannot detect it. Only the Hell Demon God who can analyze the origin will be discovered, but Hell

The devil is like a master in hell. How could he appear on the edge of this small hell?

Moreover, when Han Shan entered the hell plane and heard that the red-haired old man divided the three armies, he conceived an extremely bold idea.

Since they want to use the hands of hell to destroy themselves, why can't I use the power of hell to destroy them?

Although the two masters of the assessment hall have said before that there is only one Hell Demon King of Half-Step Mountain-moving Realm in this city, and there is also a real strong Mountain-moving Realm such as the red-haired old man on our side, theoretically speaking

It is already in an invincible position.

But the actual situation is exactly the opposite.

In this hell plane, all foreign creatures will be consumed and rejected by the laws and vitality of the hell plane. The red-haired old man cannot exert the same shocking power in the hell plane as he does in the vast sea continent. At best, he is half as powerful as Bina.

The Hell Demon King who walks in the mountains is slightly stronger.

But where is this place? This is the plane of hell. There are many hell demons and demon kings, countless. They are outsiders. They all say that strong dragons cannot suppress local snakes. Moreover, they are not strong dragons. How can they suppress the people of Rakshasa City?

A local snake?

Once Rakshasa City and its own side take over in advance, the situation of the battle may be completely changed. The trial mission may not be completed by then, and the Holy Martial Academy may suffer heavy damage, and even lose an elder-level expert, but Han Shan himself

I am confident that I can kill the hell devils with enough points, so that I can be successfully promoted to the inner court disciple of the Holy Martial Academy!

While Han Shan was thinking about the plan in his mind, he led a few people to walk cautiously towards Rakshasa City. When he was still two hundred miles away from Rakshasa City, Han Shan suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand, and stood on the spot.

A formation was arranged, but it was a formation that concealed the body and transformed the breath into the breath of hell, allowing the other five people to wait inside.

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