Chapter Twenty-Five: Goodbye Han Li! (Ask for Recommendation Votes)

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At this time, Lin Xi had already flown out of the distance of more than a hundred miles, which was comparable to the full strength of the divine consciousness of the late Yuan Infant period, and instantly shrouded the surrounding sea area for hundreds of miles, although he had not yet found the figure of the Void Heaven Palace, but the appearance of some monks flying in the Dan period appeared in his mind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, the corners of Lin Xi's mouth showed a hint of joy, and then he withdrew his divine sense, turned his direction slightly, and rushed towards the direction where the monks of the Dan Stage were speeding forward just now.

Like a purple-gold thunderbolt, Lin Xi's sword left a string of sonic booms in the sky, shocking some of the surrounding monks who were hunting demon beasts here.

Lin Xi was unaware of the shock he had caused, and after about a stick of incense, Lin Xi's divine consciousness finally appeared in the palace like a Qionglou Yutai in the clouds.

Lin Xi didn't immediately move forward, but instead disappeared into the void in a flash, hiding somewhere.

A moment later, an old man with a red light of flames in his hand drove quickly from a distance, and when he saw the magnificent palace a hundred miles away, he showed a smile on his face, and his body did not pause at all, and flew directly under the prohibition outside the palace.

The old man raised the brocade handkerchief in his hand and pasted it on the forbidden white light outside the palace, and then the figure disappeared under Lin Xi's gaze, and it seemed that he had entered the palace.

Although Lin Xi hadn't tried the strength of the forbidden white light, it was estimated that ordinary Yuan Infant Stage powerhouses would not be able to break through, and unless he fused the sword element, sword intent, and the power of faith to perform the strongest move, it would be difficult to force his way in.

"It seems that I need to get a Jinpa to enter inside!" Lin Xi walked out of the void and looked at the huge palace in the distance with a flat face, he had not yet revealed his strongest strength.

His divine sense dispersed, sensing that there were other monks of the Yudan stage coming, Lin Xi's figure disappeared again, hiding in a cloud somewhere.

The person who came was a black-robed old man with a giant skull, surrounded by black mist, even though Lin Xi was not a short distance away from him, he could still feel the rich aura of death on the other party's body.

Unlike Lin Xi's death sword intent, the death aura on this old man's body was full of resentment, resentment and other extreme hatred, and it seemed that the most ordinary mortals who died in his hands were tens of thousands!

When the black-robed old man saw the majestic giant palace, he didn't immediately fly forward, but slowed down and kept looking left and right.

Several small black flags exuding the aura of resentful spirits appeared in his hands, as if they were going to set up a formation around here, I don't know whether to prepare the Yin people or wait until they came out of the palace as a follow-up means of saving their lives.

Lin Xi sneered secretly in his heart when he saw this, these old guys who have lived for hundreds of years are not fuel-efficient lamps, if they are replaced by other ordinary monks of the Dan period, maybe they will really know his way.

"Hurry!"

The old man recited a spell, preparing to sacrifice the flag in his hand and set up a great array of ghosts devouring souls.

"Whew!"

A purple-gold sword light flashed, and the flag in the old man's hand had not yet flown out, but he was shocked to find that his body was missing a head, and a stream of blood rushed to the sky, staining half of the sky.

Lin Xi walked out slowly from behind him, took the brocade handkerchief in the hands of the old man in black and the storage bag hanging on his waist in his hands, snorted coldly, and kicked the old man's headless body into the sea with one kick.

Although Lin Xi didn't think that he was a righteous person, when he encountered this kind of evil cultivator who wantonly slaughtered mortals in order to refine the magic weapon, he didn't mind letting a few scum in the world fall short of what he could!

Put away the storage bag, Lin Xi no longer stayed, his body turned into a rainbow light, and the distance of a hundred miles was only a cup of tea.

Before coming to the forbidden white light outside the palace, Lin Xi injected a sword yuan power into the Jinpa in his hand, and the Jinpa emitted a white spiritual light, enveloping Lin Xi in it, and then Lin Xi took a slight step, and the person walked in through the white forbidden light cover as if nothing happened.

Standing at the gate of the palace, looking up at the three ancient characters of the "Void Heaven Palace" engraved in front of the palace gate that were more than ten zhang high, the sharp momentum made Lin Xi a little surprised, this kind of cold edge, it seems that it should be left by a certain sword cultivator in ancient times, in Lin Xi's opinion, the cultivation of the person who engraved the words back then was definitely not lower than the transformation period.

After studying the handwriting at the door for a while, he didn't understand any magical powers because of this, and Lin Xi walked into the palace with some regret.

In the main hall, there is a long and narrow passage that cannot be seen at a glance, which is full of prohibitions, Lin Xi sensed slightly, here, he can only exert half of his strength, which makes him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the power of this prohibition is indiscriminate, his own strength is limited, and other monks will definitely be limited, which makes Lin Xi's heart feel a little more comfortable.

Walking through the narrow passage, a huge boxy hall appeared in his field of vision, and a familiar figure appeared in his eyes.

"I didn't expect this kid Han Li to be here, it's interesting!" Seeing Han Li's surprised eyes looking at him, Lin Xi suddenly had a feeling of joy in his heart, it is estimated that this kid must be using a secret method to sense the puppet mark on his body now.

"But it's a pity, my brother has already sealed the puppet mark with a three-layer seal, not to mention you Han Old Demon, even Brother himself can't sense it!" Lin Xi was secretly happy in his heart, not to mention anything else, just with the seal condensed with the power of faith, this Han Old Demon didn't expect to be able to contact the puppet mark, it was the power of mysterious faith that even the will of the world in this world could obtain.

At this time, Han Li's face was unusually ugly, just now when he saw his puppet coming, he felt that the whole person was not good, this puppet seemed to have self-awareness, and then when he used the secret method to continue to control the other party, he couldn't sense the existence of the puppet mark anyway, which made Han Li's heart dark.

"It seems that the other party not only has the sanity, but even erased the mark I imprinted on him, but I don't know if the other party will resent me because of the experience he had, and now that Extreme Yin Ancestor is eyeing me, if I have a grudge against this mysterious person because of this, I'm afraid that I, Han Li, will really fall here today!" Looking at Lin Xi, who was walking into the hall step by step, Han Li's heart seemed very anxious.

Lin Xi glanced indifferently at Han Li, who was slightly anxious, and then set his gaze on the section of the column in the middle of the hall, on which sat several great monks of the Yuan Infant stage.

Casually glancing at a few Yuan Infant Monks, ignoring the puzzled gazes of the other party and the others, Lin Xi set his eyes on a middle-aged monk who was sitting on the column in the southeast corner, to be exact, a short and ugly young man behind the middle-aged monk.

"Wu Chou, did Ancestor bring my spirit stone?"