Northern Cold Immortal Domain, this hot place, Han Li and Jin Er's eyes were focused on that person, the gray-clothed man Hu Tian's body, looking at Hu Tian in Jin Er's Spirit Domain, he easily sucked out the breath of the Origin Divine Power from it, but Han Li and Jin Er had different mentalities.

In Jin Er's eyes, this aura of the Origin Divine Power was originally the law of devouring that he had used to make the white-shirted monk's actions deviate.

But the casting of this law has encountered such a headache, it is easy to inhale, and it is uncontrollable, so he has to seal it on his spiritual domain, and now seeing the spell of Hutian, the pupils in Jin'er's eyes also widened a little.

As for Han Li, this was not the case, he hoped to be able to see from the actions of Hutian, how such a kind of primordial divine power that he could not use lightly could be exerted under Hutian's actions.

He knew the power of the Origin Divine Power, from the Eight Transformations of the Sheng Demon that he could instantly realize at that time, in that environment, he realized that the real Eight Transformations of the Sheng Demon, and the Eight Transformations of the Sheng Demon that was more than half of the mana, compared with the Origin Divine Power, they all ended up with such a result of returning to their original form, bleeding through seven holes, and breaking their arms.

And when Han Hu was taken into the spiritual realm by Hutian, Hutian didn't mind letting them know about the situation outside, the strong confrontation of the Origin Divine Power, that kind of fierce Cheng Dù, Han Li still remembered it vividly.

Of course, in the end, the Haohan Time Waterfall inspired by the Heavens was unleashed, even if the Origin Divine Power of the Power of Time could be destroyed, but that required an extremely deep understanding and accumulation of time, and Han Li did not believe that he could reach that state.

The two of them were watching, watching intently. At that point in time, Jin Er had another idea, that is, to try to leave a copy of the Origin Divine Power and test it on his own to see if he could refine it.

However, Hutian was only slight, his arm was still stretched out, and he lightly probed into Jin'er's spiritual domain, and also discharged the huge pressure of Jin'er's spiritual domain, grabbed the aura of the primordial divine power, took it out, and pinched it between his five fingers.

Han Li at this time. Still fixed-sighted. For fear that if I missed it, I would miss it, and as for Jin'er, he sensed his own spiritual domain. There was a flash of loss.

Ultimately. He still withdrew the spirit realm into his body. After sensing it, he regained his original expression.

Hu Tian had finished this technique, and all the aura of the Origin Divine Power dissipated between his five fingers. He didn't look back, but it was such a bright voice, Cangsang's words, and said:

"Han Daoyou! The Primordial Divine Power is not something you can use now, and if you do it reluctantly, there may be results you don't want to see! ”

Hearing this, Han Li just treated it indifferently and smiled noncommittally, and then, the gray-clothed man Hu Tian did not turn his gaze to Han Li, but fell on Han Hu next to him.

Dingshen glanced at Han Hu, Han Hu was also quite interested in this person, and also looked back, but Hu Tian asked:

"What's your name?"

"Han Hu!"

"Han Daoyou, where did this Han Hu Daoyou come from?"

Hearing such a question, an answer, and the last question that turned his back to Han Li, Han Li hadn't thought about how to answer yet, but Han Hu flashed a hint of strangeness from his cold eyes, thought about it, and said like this:

"Friends of the Heavenly Dao! Lord Han also asked about Han Hu's origin, but Han Hu didn't know anything, and he didn't know if Hutian Daoyou could tell him? ”

Hearing this rhetorical question, Han Li had a calm face, but when he saw Hutian over there, the man in gray stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, and glanced at Han Hu twice, but in this way, he said:

"Han Hu, the old man once asked himself when he spoke, but in the end there was no result, just think about it, among the many interfaces, the treasure of Xuantian, the super Xuantian, and even the Shangpin Xuantian appeared, some of them came from with machine spirits, where did they come from, you don't know, the old man doesn't know, but I'm afraid it's not difficult to see a thing or two from it!"

Hearing this plausible answer, Han Hu was a little confused, but Han Li understood the truth a little, he glanced at Han Hu, who was still suspicious, and then looked at Hutian, but Hutian didn't look back.

Jin Er over there, hanging in the air, swept his eyes over, looked at the tied up Longxiao Yuanying, his expression was indifferent, and he only left a sentence to speak, "It's good to do it yourself", and it stimulated the thought shift, and in a certain direction, in two or three breaths, it had disappeared at the end of Han Li's divine thought.

It's also strange to say that the gray-clothed man called the heavens to move his mind, but the trick he cast was very different, it was supposed to be a fast trick, but it was more than half a beat slower, and finally, it inspired the thought to move away, as if he was making a show for someone to see.

In this regard, Han Li also understood it, he memorized every action of Hutian in his heart, and there was also the thought movement of the white-shirted monk that he had secretly recorded at the beginning, and the tips in his hand all fell on his heart.

Every movement of this technique had been memorized, and Han Li had sealed it in his mind, and only then did he begin to look around him.

In these millions of miles, several battlefield points are messy, countless interfaces are torn, space is cracked, and coupled with the scorching temperature, it is difficult for ordinary people to stay for a moment.

The thought was gone, with a cold expression, still understanding Han Hu who was talking to the sky, Han Li passed on his heart, Han Hu sighed lightly, and finally, he turned into a roll of white mangs and rolled back into Han Li's sleeve.

As for Jin Er over there, as well as the tied up Long Xiao Yuanying, even if he didn't know how Long Xiao knew that he had the Palm Heaven Bottle, Han Li felt that he already had the answer, and it was unlikely that the final answer would be more in-depth.

Immediately, Han Li sent a message to Jin Er and asked Jin Er to deal with it on his own, but after all, Long Xiao was an Immortal Emperor who had been famous for a long time, and Han Li would still do enough to remind him.

In the end, Jin Er turned directly into his own body, and the huge mouth of the gold devouring insect body opened, directly biting the Longxiao Yuanying who was still in the seal, and completely swallowing it into his mouth, with a satisfied look, he turned back into a human form and urged Jin Hong, and directly escaped back to Han Li's spirit beast ring.

Scanning his eyes, Han Li realized that there was nothing missing, and his figure quickly disappeared, leaving only a trace of ink that gradually disappeared in his place.

With the teleportation that was aroused, Han Li headed in a direction that was almost completely detached from the white-robed monk. In this teleportation, he didn't exercise other magical powers, and he didn't see him perform one or two of teleportation.

It wasn't until half a day later that Han Li teleported to a small barren rift nearby, his divine thoughts swept around, and no enemies were found nearby, so Han Li directly teleported in, built an ordinary disguise forbidden formation, and flashed directly into his spiritual domain.

His spiritual realm, he had sensed it once, at that time, the palm of the white-shirted monk was not seriously damaged, and the condensing heavenly silk continued to fill in on it, and I believe that after about a hundred years, this point should be able to recover.

At this moment, he flashed into the spiritual realm, Han Li was in a large wasteland, a small wooden house built by someone who didn't know who had built it, hanging in front of the door, and Han Li began to check himself.

There is not much problem with his physical body, as long as he cultivates properly, he can recover from meditation, and the biggest problem is his two arms, two arms that have been broken several times.

If this broken arm was to use the usual method in the past, all that was needed was to apply the pill, and Han Li had used that method to heal his injuries in the past, and he always felt that his body was a little bit worse, so he needed to change his method this time.

A method that had been discovered and proposed by the Crab Dao people in the past, with a flash of inspiration, a strange stone that was suppressed by heavy seals, with the power of the deep starry sky, and a long black shape appeared.

After passing through the seal, this strange stone still emits the terrifying power of the starry sky.

This was Xuanyuan Haoxing, a starry sky thing that he had obtained before, Han Li obviously didn't care too much about that kind of power, he glanced at it a little, passed it out, and then, a monk of the Immortal Monarch Great Perfection, a red-eyed man, appeared in front of Han Li.

At the same time, Han Li also called up a record jade ring, it was the method of using this Xuanyuan Haoxing that he had sorted out back then, and the precautions, Han Li and the red-eyed man had carefully checked it, and had gone through it at least a hundred times.

And this method of using Xuanyuan Haoxing and connecting the bones of the body, even until now, Han Li was still skeptical, so Han Li just wanted to do the test in advance, and the test was one of his bones that was also broken in the inner part of his middle finger.

The red-eyed man made full preparations, and lightly cast the dagger that Han Li had transformed with the Yuan Gang Divine Sword, cut off the small section of the Xuanyuan Haoxing Stone, cut a very small piece, and immediately cast it with the trick, the Xuanyuan Haoxing rippled back and forth in his hand, and this small piece of black Xuanyuan Haoxing immediately turned into jet-black magma.

It's also strange to say that in the process of casting the spell, all the power of the starry sky did not come out, and it was all wrapped in the jet-black magma and covered by a strange layer of mysterious membrane.

The magma rippled in the palms of his hands, and Han Li stretched out his palm, and the red-eyed man carefully controlled the jet-black magma to move closer, gently touching the inner part of Han Li's middle finger, and scurrying into his skin, unexpectedly wrapping around Han Li's bones.

Subsequently, under the careful urging of the red-eyed man, this jet-black magma also slowly fused into Han Li's phalanges, and the two pieces that were originally broken gradually formed a kind of tight mystical power, and in the end, Han Li's severed bones were really successfully connected.

And the original jet-black magma, under the urging of the Akamu man's magic technique, had become an inseparable part of Han Li's phalanges.

In this regard, Han Li didn't see any more joy, after all, this kind of technique, which even he didn't believe in, Han Li also had the attitude of trying it out, only to see that above the inner part of the restored middle finger, under the joint gaze of Han Li and the red-eyed man, he looked at it for three days, and there was nothing unusual.

Next, Han Li used the power of time to stimulate the speed flow of time within three days, so that it was equal to the past three months, and the final result was still in that state, a completely restored palm phalanx, and Han Li slowly breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued......)