Under the blue pupils of his eyes flashing repeatedly, Han Li had already looked at the green jade seal in his hand, and on it was the mark of a certain map, and the words "Luo Dan Immortal Monarch Relic Treasure" were prominently listed, and Han Li, who was not very familiar with this area, naturally couldn't know the specific location of it.

Moreover, since the last time in the Illusory Glow, someone had actually used the Xuanjin Quinoa as a guise to do that murderous thing, Han Li didn't take it too seriously, and with a flick of his palm, Han Li put away this green jade seal.

After pinching his fingers and calculating it slightly, this place was still within the jurisdiction of the Silver Ye Immortal Palace, somewhere on the edge of the wilderness outside Black Rain City, in view of the red-robed man Tao Yu who had met in the Yuanqiao Golden Palace, it was more appropriate for Han Li to decide that the scope of the Golden Invitation Immortal Palace would not appear for the time being.

But now that he had other important matters, he immediately raised a cyan light, and Han Li, who was far away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, disappeared on this mountain in the blink of an eye.

Around the edge of the Wild Land, chasing the moon ring and controlling the light in succession, speeding for nearly two days, Han Li finally chose a certain cliff bottom, and quickly opened a simple cave mansion, after laying down several forbidden and mysterious illusion arrays, he walked in.

"Brother Crab! Help me protect the Dharma! ”

With a soft word of command, and handing over a ring in his hand to the cold-faced Daoist next to him, Han Li walked to a certain forbidden room without looking back, blessed all the prohibitions in the forbidden room, and raised a light blue crystal bead.

The magic trick pinched one after another slightly, and Han Li had already shot into the mountains and seas, and once again he looked at Han Li and smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked towards a certain field.

In front of me, about half an acre in size, one after another things like orchids and orchids are growing on this half acre of land.

Among these blooming plants, almost every one of them has a two-foot-tall, slightly blue rhizome, red palm leaves, and a faint yellow bud on the top of it is surrounded by layers of mist.

However, when there was a small flower garden in the station, an unpleasant fishy smell came, and even Han Li shook his head when he heard it, and he expelled it from his body in a flash of inspiration.

"Sure enough, as Xue Song said, the mature He Tianlan does have such a fishy smell like a carrion corpse and a plant, which is undoubtedly the rumored He Tianlan!"

Han Li, who muttered slightly, immediately raised his hand and shook it slightly, and those slightly yellowish flower buds swept by in a light arc, cutting directly down, and as soon as Han Li raised his hand again, all the flower buds disappeared without a trace.

Turning back to look at Han Li, another divine on the other side of the island, there was still no movement on the purple gold pages there, and with another urge of the magic technique, Han Li shot out of the Shanhai Zhu and put it away.

Sitting cross-legged on a certain futon in the forbidden room, Han Li, who was concentrating, stretched out his palm, and a small cyan sword flashed out, and the sword body seemed to swing like an aura on his palm, looking like an anthropomorphic child of a naughty child.

Han Li, who had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, immediately swooped out with a silver firebird several inches in size, and immediately after two light chirps, under the command of Han Li's heart, a red flame erupted from his small mouth.

Wherever the flames spewed in, it was a slightly yellowed Heavenly Orchid bud, and wherever the flames went, the forbidden room was suddenly blazing to the sky, and the forbidden room that Han Li had blessed was also shaking like a shaky under this kind of flame.

With just half a cup of tea, the slightly yellowed bud in front of Han Li withered and burned under the flames, even burning until only a certain yellowish crystal remained.

The next process was quite simple, the Soul Devouring Firebird immediately stopped the flame burning under Han Li's mental induction, and Han Li spun the cyan sword in his hand towards the pale yellow crystal that was hovering in the air.

As soon as the two came into contact, Han Li immediately ejected a colorless rune that had been pinched out earlier.

At the same time that the colorless rune struck the cyan sword, I saw that the light yellow crystal had slightly fallen into the tip of the cyan sword, but just a breath, the light yellow crystal suddenly dimmed, and it turned into a puddle of dark yellow liquid when it was lightning, and in the next moment, the cyan sword was wrapped.

Then, Han Li then urged a certain magic technique into the cyan sword, and a faint yellow glow suddenly flashed, and the cyan sword had returned to its original state, and Han Li, who had squinted his eyes, stared intently, and it was only a few breaths, and a shallow smile had already hung on his face.

Next, Han Li brought out the second cyan sword and injected some kind of pale yellow crystal that had been refined within the Heavenly Lan into it.

It wasn't until all the seventy-two cyan swords had been fully refined that Han Li let out a long sigh of relief and recalled the Spirit Devouring Firebird, Han Li pinched his fingers and counted that it had taken half a month, and the mana in his body had also consumed nearly one of the thirds.

After taking out the Palm Heaven Bottle for a little pranayama, Han Li cleaned up, and when he walked out of the forbidden room, he was in contact with the Crab Dao people, and nothing else happened during this period.

Han Li, who had everything in order, was not in a hurry to leave, a little under his feet, he quickly climbed to the top of the cliff, and Han Li, who was sitting cross-legged on top of a certain flat boulder, flipped his palm and took out a stone.

This stone was the yellow-veined stone that recorded the laws of the Xuan Earth, and at this moment, Han Li floated it to the front of his body, and he gradually closed his eyes after staring at it for a long time.

Almost half an hour later, Han Li made a move, only to see his hands slowly pinch according to some rare rule, and at the same time, some of the sand and gravel soil beside him also shook slightly.

"Broken!"

Just as the voice came out of Han Li's mouth, a certain magic trick in Han Li's hand had been pinched, but a wind blew through for no reason, and Han Li's clothes fluttered violently, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and his protective aura was also squeezed and distorted by this unprovoked wind.

And between Han Li's palms, a certain Xuanhuang light flashed slightly, and then the aura dimmed and disappeared.

"The power of the law is really not something that can be easily comprehended!"

Back then, Han Li learned that the Silk of the Law would be generated under the full force of the Xuantian Slashing Spirit Sword, and as an opportunity, it took Han Li nearly a thousand years intermittently before he was finally able to comprehend and pinch out the power of the Law of Destruction.

For the next half month, Han Li would recuperate for a short period of time, and he would practice and familiarize himself with this Xuantu Rule, but he would always fail.

Moreover, every defeat brings a certain degree of backlash, fortunately with a strong physical body, otherwise just pinching ten times or eight times, ordinary immortal-level cultivators would be overwhelmed.

"I haven't reached the body of a golden immortal yet, it's indeed a bit difficult to understand the power of the Five Elements Law, I'm afraid it can't be achieved through repeated practice!"

Han Li, who had such a thought flashing in his heart, immediately put away this piece of yellow veined stone, called up a map from a certain monk, and with a slight calculation of his hands, Han Li came up with his approximate location.

Han Li, whose face flashed with a hint of solemnity, immediately raised his hand to bring out a certain black flying boat, and dodged on it with a slight pinch.

This black flying boat was naturally Han Li's Ink Spirit Holy Boat, and under a slight cover-up, Han Li galloped away in a certain direction.

Along the way, due to its location in the wilderness, although it was a marginal place, there were also some vicious beasts and fierce birds that came to disturb him from time to time, but Han Li could still get rid of it and flew away quickly, and whenever he encountered some entangled beasts and birds, Han Li would still kill them with thunder.

On this day, in front of Han Li's Ink Spirit Sacred Boat, three wolf-headed bull bodies and a pair of fierce birds with huge wings appeared again, but the three fierce birds were all only at the Mahayana level.

Han Li, whose eyebrows were secretly furrowed, immediately flashed a trace of killing intent, and the Mo Ling Holy Boat immediately withdrew his hand and pointed at it, and countless small cyan swordfish swam out and rushed away at a certain fierce bird.

When the other two fierce birds saw this scene, they immediately made a loud "roar", and their wings swooped out, and the sound of breaking the sky was extremely strong.

Han Li had a look that seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and under the contact of his mind, the seventy-two small cyan swords suddenly stopped at the air gate.

These cyan swords were actually listed in the air according to a certain rule, and the next moment, seventy-two cyan swords actually ran in a certain trajectory.

Then, a trace of invisible fluctuations of three inches in length struck away, and in the blink of an eye, the cyan sword had already swooped back, attacking the two fierce birds that were attacking Han Li.

"Whoosh! Whoosh......"

The three fierce birds were only half of them, one of them was hit by the Silk of Law and exploded, and the other two fierce birds were each pierced by thirty-six small cyan swords, and fell weakly to the barren mountain below.

However, Han Li just withdrew all the cyan swords after a fierce wind blew on his face, and just as he was about to sacrifice the Ink Spirit Sacred Boat again, Han Li coldly swept his body with a divine thought.

In the next moment, a terrible wail came from hundreds of miles away on his side, and suddenly a certain locking feeling immediately surged into his heart, and under the feedback of his divine thoughts, a certain behemoth was galloping towards him, and its target was Han Li in this wild land.