Penglai Island, together with fifteen East China Sea sects, totaling more than 360 monks, all went down to the bottom of the pit.

Han Li glanced around, and suddenly felt full of ambition.

At this moment, there were more than three hundred Qi refining stage cultivators above the fifth level of Qi refining who listened to his orders. From the early days of foundation building to the great consummation of foundation building, there are a total of 59 monks.

Personally commanding such a powerful force, Han Li was confident that he would break through the lair of the underground demon and recover the spiritual vein. As for how many people will die in the process of attacking the demon's lair, that's not something Han Li needs to care about.

"Master, the entrance is narrow, is it widened?" Hai Tianling stepped forward to ask for instructions.

Hai Tianling is the eldest disciple of Han Li, who has the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, and is the highest cultivation among the seven great foundation building disciples under Han Li's seat. Even among the eighteen sects of monks in the East China Sea, they also belong to the top three masters - among the eighteen sects of cultivation in the East China Sea, there are only two monks who have built the foundation of the Great Perfection. One is Chang Shijun, the head of the "Immortal Island", and the other is Hong Xuan, the chief elder of the "Tongling Island".

If Hai Tianling was not a disciple of Han Li, he would have been qualified to open a sect in the East China Sea to accept disciples and take charge of one side alone.

After listening to Hai Tianling's request, Han Li said indifferently: "Yes!"

The entrance is too narrow for the brigade to spread, and of course it needs to be widened. The wider the better, so that you can take advantage of your own numbers.

"Ask Elder Hong to cast a spell. Haitian was instructed by Han Li and said to Hong Xuan, the chief elder of Tongling Island.

Although he said the word "please", his tone was not only not humble, but rather instructive.

Hong Xuan was an old man with a thin body and a white beard. As a monk who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, he was usually on the Tongling Island, and he was also high up, so he connected to the head of the Lingling Island, and he was also respectful to him.

However, at this time, the Haitian Spirit, who had been cultivated to a small level below him, instructed Hong Xuan not daring to show his arrogance at all, so he responded with a smile on his face, and strode to the tunnel that only allowed one person to pass and walked diagonally downward.

Seeing this scene, all the foundation building monks didn't feel anything, as if it was a matter of course.

However, some of the hot-blooded Qi refining disciples were unhappy in their hearts, and secretly snorted "fox fake tiger might". The disciples of the Qi Refining Period of Tongling Island felt that Hong Xuan had lost all the face of Tongling Island, their faces were hot, their hearts were weak and short, and they looked down at their toes, for fear of being detected by the shame and anger in their hearts.

As a Jindan monk, how sensitive is Han Li's qi to changes? Although the bottom of this pit is now within the influence range of the spiritual power field of the spiritual vein, the spiritual force field is not particularly powerful, and it cannot completely suppress Han Li's divine perception yet. Therefore, he can be said to be very clear about the mentality of the various Qi Refining Cultivators.

He just didn't care.

For the high-ranking Jindan monks, ordinary people are ants, and the monks of the Qi refining period are also ants. Even the monk who built the foundation of the Great Perfection was just a strong ant with a big head. Only the Jindan monk who "swallows a grain of golden pill in his stomach, and my life is up to me" can be regarded as having completed the initial transformation of his life form and changed from an ant to a human.

What if you don't get angry? The world is so realistic. Without strength, no matter how big the resentment is, it is just the wailing of a defeated dog.

Hong Xuan stood in front of the entrance of the tunnel, his hands quickly pinching the seal, and a mess of finger shadows appeared.

When he was done, he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Water Spirit Diamond!"

As he shouted, a brilliant aura burst out from his fingertips, transforming into a giant blue funnel-shaped vortex. The lower end of the vortex protrudes into the entrance of the tunnel like a drill bit.

Boom, boom, boom! The explosions rang out one after another, and the funnel-shaped vortex went all the way down, like an oil well drill bit, drilling the four walls of the tunnel into stone chips. Where the whirlpool passes, the tunnel, which was supposed to be only for one person, has been widened into a circular tunnel with a diameter of more than three zhang...,

After widening the tunnel, Hong Xuan walked in front of Han Li again, took a deep look, and said respectfully: "Ancestor, the passage has been completed, fortunately it is not dishonored." ”

Han Li nodded expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "The island of no return is ahead, and the rest will enter in order according to their respective rankings!"

As soon as Han Li gave the order, there was no room for bargaining. Chang Shijun, the head of the immortal island, sacrificed a pearl the size of a sea bowl, shining and green, put it on his head, and took the lead into the tunnel.

Chang Shijun, as a monk who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, the pearl that was his natal magic weapon was naturally not an ordinary magic weapon. It is a superb magic weapon "Dinghai Pearl", which can hold thousands of miles of seawater. When defending, a water curtain shrouds down, and he is best at overcoming rigidity with softness. When attacking, it releases a powerful stream of water that is enough to shatter the magic weapon, and it is a large mountain, which can also be shattered.

Or directly sacrifice Dinghaizhu to smash people, and smash it down with the weight of thousands of miles of seawater, which is a defensive magic weapon of the same level, and it is extremely difficult to resist.

That Dinghai Pearl, even Han Li was a little coveted. He had even made a plan, once Chang Shijun showed signs of breaking through to Jindan, he would ignore the rules he had set and kill people to seize the treasure. Now, that Dinghaizhu is just temporarily in Chang Shijun's hands and asked him to help with the sacrifice.

After all, any magic weapon needs to be continuously cultivated over time before it can become stronger and stronger. Han Li's cultivation has used up all his energy to refine the "Jiao Ling". One more magic weapon, and he has no power to practice it. Leave it in the hands of others, sacrifice to a certain temperature, and then take it by force, which is equivalent to picking up ready-made, why not?

More importantly, for Han Li, the East China Sea is his own East China Sea, and there is no need for another Jindan monk to share the East China Sea with him.

The monks who did not return to the Immortal Island, under the leadership of Han Shijun, entered the tunnel. After that, among the eighteen factions in the East China Sea, it ranked second, second only to Tongling Island of the Immortal Island.

After all the monks of the fifteen sects in the East China Sea had entered the tunnel, Han Li led the monks of Penglai Island into the tunnel.

It didn't take long for all the monks to come to the ten-acre cave where Lin Xian'er and the others had stayed briefly on Pearl Island before.

Looking at the four narrow ground cave openings on the opposite side, Han Li's face changed slightly: "Four paths?" Exploring in turn with his divine thoughts, he found that at this time, the influence of the spiritual power field of the spiritual veins was getting stronger and stronger. Even the divine thoughts of his Jindan monk can only poke out more than 200 zhang in the air, and he can't reach the end of the four tunnels that only allow one person to pass through one by one.

As for the cave walls and ground, the divine thoughts could only enter for a centimeter, and the spiritual force field was so obstructed that it could no longer pour in the slightest!

The corners of Han Li's eyes twitched slightly, and he secretly thought: "Is this forcing the ancestor to divide the troops?" looked around, and found that all the monks were looking at him, obviously waiting for his decision, he groaned slightly, and then said categorically: "The soldiers are divided into four routes! One route is led by me, and all the foundation building monks are walking with me! There are three roads left, and there are 100 Qi refining disciples on each road!"

With Han Li's order, deep underground, in front of a huge mother nest, Chu Yunxiu smiled slightly, and said secretly: "It's the righteous Yang Mou in front of you, what can you do with me? As long as you are not willing to destroy the spiritual vein, you can only follow the path I have drawn, and follow the same path!"

In the middle of his thoughts, a spiritual message has been transmitted. Through the guò wormhole, it was passed to Wang Chao, who was at ease in the harbor city.

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(The first update!) During the day, there is also a big cleaning of the house, and I only start writing after dinner.) But no matter when it is written, the three will definitely be completed, please rest assured!

(Thank you: Cappuccino Momo, Ren Gongzi, and Zhu Xuanyu for the three brothers for the reward!Thank you very much for your support, thank you!)