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Inside an abandoned house, it was not only extremely dark, but even smelled of decay.

Suddenly, in the abandoned teleportation array in the southeast corner of the house, a yellow light rose, and a young man in a yellow robe fell to the ground from the yellow light, and with him fell with a stout man with a dull expression.

"Is the teleportation over?This shouldn't belong to the territory of the Yue Kingdom, right?It seems that I, Han Li, were lucky this time, and I teleported away in time when the formation was broken!" The young man carefully looked at the situation in the dark, touched the thick dust on the ground, and his expression relaxed slightly, it seems that this is an abandoned place, otherwise it would not be covered with dust.

As soon as his mind moved, the sturdy man behind him who was named Qu Soul pulled out a silver long sword, and a few swords split a corner of the teleportation array.

Glancing at the efficiency of his puppet with satisfaction, Han Li's legs and feet were a little weak and he walked out of the teleportation array, and then took out a piece of moonstone from the storage bag, and carefully looked at the surrounding situation with the bright light.

"Huh?" Han Li walked somewhat cautiously to the southwest corner of the house, where there was the body of a young man in a white robe.

"Looking at this scarred appearance, it should have been killed with a sharp weapon, but I don't know who I offended, and I was cut all over the body!" Han Li observed for a while, then withdrew his gaze, ready to push open the closed wooden door and check the outside environment.

"That's not right!" Han Li, who was about to leave, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then cautiously approached the young man's body again, and carefully observed it again for a moment.

"No wonder I feel that something is wrong, the scars on this man's body are slowly repairing, although the speed of repair is unusually slow, but it is indeed repairing!"

The divine sense continued to sweep, and Han Li's expression was a little solemn and he took a few steps back, as if he was a little puzzled.

"This person should be dead, yes, he can't feel a trace of soul breath on his body at all, but for some reason there is still a majestic vitality in his body, and his body is instinctively repairing his wounds!"

As if to verify his guess, Han Li casually sent out a wind blade and cut it on the corpse's arm, and a deep wound that could be seen was suddenly clearly revealed.

Han Li was a little disappointed, this defensive power was similar to that of an ordinary foundation building period monk, and there was nothing special about it.

However, before he could strike again, he saw that the deep scar was recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was back to good in just a few breaths.

"Hey, such a strong vitality, this kind of injury can be recovered in the blink of an eye, so how did the dense scars on this person's body cause it, and they recovered so slowly?"

"Such a powerful body, if it is refined into a clone with a little sacrifice, it may become a clone with combat power comparable to the deity in the future!"

Thinking of this, Han Li was immediately excited, but he was extremely cautious, and did not immediately refine it into a clone, but prepared to refine it into a puppet that could be controlled first according to the method of refining the puppet recorded above in the Great Yan Decision.

When Han Li smashed one method after another into the body of the man on the ground, the white-robed man's mind also underwent earth-shaking changes.

This corpse, which was about to be refined into a puppet by Han Li, was none other than Lin Xi from the Nether of the Eternal Saint Realm.

At this time, Lin Xi's soul was hiding inside the mysterious white stone bead in his mind, and he was concentrating on watching the phantom of a giant tower that reached the sky in front of him, and when he looked closely, the phantom of this Babel Tower was very similar to the giant tower of Babel in the east of the Eternal Holy Realm that was a few light years high, except for the difference in size, the appearance was almost identical.

"The imprint on this first layer of the pagoda seems to be a cultivation exercise, and it seems that it is still an exercise specially prepared for sword cultivation, but this seems to be only the first layer of the exercise, and the follow-up exercises are likely to be imprinted in a higher position, but unfortunately with my current soul power, I can only see these, and I can't see it clearly in a higher position!"

Lin Xi's soul has been sitting on the barren land since he entered the inner space of this stone bead, studying the exercises imprinted on the pagoda, and now he has a clear understanding of this mysterious sword cultivation technique, at this time, he is ready to move, and he can't wait to return to his body to see if this mysterious exercise can be cultivated.

However, whenever he wanted to return to his body, there was a sense of life and death crisis in the depths of his soul, as if as long as his soul returned to his body, he would face the danger of complete death.

For such a long time, Lin Xi also guessed the reason, it is estimated that it is because he is not a person of this world, and he has been rejected by the will instinct of the world, if his soul returns to the body rashly, he is likely to face the crisis of soul disconnection.

Looking at the wisps of white faith power that continued to overflow outwards in the illusory shadow of the pagoda, Lin Xi knew that this was the mysterious stone bead arranging an identity for himself that could be recognized by the will of the world in this realm.

Lin Xi, who had already had a crossing experience, was not so anxious, the last time he crossed from the earth to the Eternal Saint Realm, this was also the case, when this mysterious stone bead named Xuantian Bead by Lin Xi consumed a certain amount of faith power, it gave him the identity of a disciple of the Hanxi Sect, I don't know what kind of identity this mysterious stone bead will arrange for him this time?

While Lin Xi was pondering, the sense of crisis in his soul suddenly disappeared, and a white passage suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lin Xi was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that this mysterious stone bead had arranged its identity for himself, and he could return to his body at this time.

Walking along the passage, the soul returned to the body very easily, but before he could make any moves, a strong sharp pain struck, and the pain from the depths of the soul made Lin Xi almost cry out.

But Lin Xi's heart has always been firm, and when he didn't understand his own situation, he didn't make any moves, he endured the severe pain, and the death sword intent spread out from his soul little by little, covering up his soul aura.

"Okay, the puppet has been refined, but I don't know how powerful it is?"

A voice with a hint of laughter sounded, making Lin Xi frown secretly, his identity in this realm turned out to be a puppet refined by others!

Xuantianzhu, can you pit it again?!

After consuming so much faith power, he actually got such an identity for himself, and Lin Xi wanted to die at this time.

"Hehe, let me try his power first!"

Han Li's somewhat muffled voice fell, and Lin Xi felt that his fist was a little uncontrollable and smashed against the wooden door at the door.

This feeling of being manipulated by someone Lin Xi was very uncomfortable, and he had the intention to use the death sword intent to erase the other party's divine consciousness imprinted on his body, but this thought had just risen, and a sense of death crisis spread in the depths of his soul.

It seems that the identity of this puppet has to be used for the time being, not only can he not erase the puppet brand without authorization, but he also has to prevent his so-called master from unilaterally erasing the divine consciousness brand.

In order not to be abandoned by this so-called master, Lin Xi had to attach a trace of death sword intent to his fist, and when the fist fell, the entire wooden door suddenly seemed to have been decayed for hundreds of years, and it turned into flying ash with a light touch, and the sea breeze outside the door blew and immediately dissipated!