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"It's not good, Zou Jingyang is proficient in the Yimu Thunder Light Technique, and is good at the Wood Attribute Thunder System Escape Method, we have been fighting with those two Demon Dao monks before, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not sneak into the Demon Dragon Island and sweep away the treasures in it."

Ji Dongliu suddenly thought of this and couldn't help but exclaim.

His words immediately reminded Han Changlin and the others, and several people couldn't help but change their colors, and then greeted each other, turning into four rays of light, shooting in the direction of Demon Dragon Island.

After two teas, Han Changlin and the others came to the top of the Demon Dragon Island, and as soon as they flew above the Demon Dragon Island, Han Changlin and the others' faces became ugly.

On the surface of the lake below, a corpse was floating, the corpse was facing the sky, its face was pale, and it was staring at itself with a pair of eyes, looking dead.

This person is Shen Feishen, who is recuperating from his injuries on Demon Dragon Island.

Shen Feishen did not die at the mouth of the Mirage Winged Jiao, nor did he fall in the battle with the two Demon Cultivators of the Six Extremes Demon Palace, but died on this Demon Dragon Island, I have to say, this is really a catastrophe for this person, which makes people sigh.

Han Changlin and the others hurriedly pressed the light and landed on the surface of the lake, Han Changlin casually threw a fireball the size of a millstone at Shen Feishen's corpse, burning his body to ashes.

After Han Changlin thought for a while, the star ring in his hand flashed, and a array flag and several array plates appeared in his hand, Han Changlin had words in his mouth, and after a while, with a wave of his hand, several array flags and several chessboards went in all directions, and soon disappeared one after another.

Only then did Han Changlin open his eyes, look at the few people with doubts flashing on their faces, and said:

"According to Han, nine times out of ten, someone has already entered the nest of the Mirage Winged Jiao, so Han has arranged the Five Elements Lock Demon Array, so as long as the person who killed Shen Daoyou is still under the lake, it will be difficult to escape our pursuit."

"It's still Han Daoyou who is thoughtful."

With a slight turn in his heart, Ji Dongliu understood, and in his opinion, with Han Changlin's means and combat power to kill those two Demon Dao cultivators, it seemed that there was no need to have any scheming with a few of them.

After doing all this, a spiritual power shield appeared on each of the four of them to protect their whole bodies, and then they all sacrificed a defensive magic weapon and sank towards the lake.

Under the lake, it was pitch black, and with the realm of the four Jindan stage, the mana was injected into the eyes, and it was only a distance that could be seen a few zhang.

And what surprised the four of them was that the lake was extremely deep, and after diving for hundreds of zhang, a few people could be regarded as reaching the bottom of the lake, and the three of them did not know the location of the nest of the mirage winged Jiao, even if it was the few treasures in the nest of the mirage winged Jiao, a few people heard it from Zou Jingyang, but they had never seen it in person.

Fortunately, the area of the lake is not large, and after a while, several people found that there was a huge pitch-black hole in a stone forest, and after a few people glanced at each other, Han Changlin pointed to a Qingyan sword beside him, and the Qingyan sword immediately turned into a dark green aura and shot towards the pitch-black hole.

After going deep into the depth of dozens of zhang, several people found that the position of the hole began to bend, and then entered a hundred zhang, several people suddenly felt that the terrain was abruptly upward, dozens of zhang later, several people actually walked out of the water, came to a mountain.

The belly of the mountain is very gorgeous and colorful, and there are colorful ice crystals everywhere, these ice crystals are just some very ordinary jade, for secular mortals, they are precious jewelry materials, but for immortal cultivators like Han Changlin, they are no different from ordinary stones.

"Soul Grass? It turned out to be really Soul Threading Grass? ”

Looking at the side of the cave, near the rock wall, there were more than a dozen green grasses that shimmered with a little blue light, Ji Dongliu's face was full of excited expressions.

Han Changlin also saw these verdant grasses, this soul grass was like a translucent jade, a straight main pole, on the main pole, every inch, growing a young leaf.

This soul grass is rumored to be born by gathering the soul fragments scattered between heaven and earth, every hundred years of growth, there will be an extra young leaf, among the dozen or so soul grasses, only one has grown eight young leaves, seven have grown seven young leaves, as for the rest of the dozen or so soul grasses, they have only grown between two to five young leaves, and at a glance you know that they are all in the seedling stage of the soul grass.

Soul Burning Grass can be used to refine the top spirit pill in the third-order spirit pill, the soul condensing pill for immortal cultivators, the biggest effect of the soul condensing pill is to be able to refine their own souls, and when breaking through the bottleneck, increase the success rate of at least about 20%, but this success rate is only effective for immortal cultivators in the golden pill stage.

If an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period takes the Soul Condensing Pill, the phenomenon of deficiency and non-replenishment will occur, which will lead to turbulence in his own soul and the instability of his soul, in this case, it is very easy to go mad, as for the immortal cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage, this Soul Condensing Pill has no effect on their huge divine souls at all, and naturally it will not play a role in improving the probability of breaking through the bottleneck.

For immortal cultivators in the Jindan stage, the three major bottlenecks encountered in the cultivation process, the mid-stage, the late stage and the Great Perfection, the Soul Condensing Pill has a success rate of two percent for immortal cultivators in the early stage of the Jindan, and in the middle stage of the Jindan, in the process of breaking through the late stage of the Jindan, if one takes the Soul Condensing Pill, it can increase the success rate of at least one percent.

For Han Changlin, this was enough to drive him to take this risk, and this Soul Condensing Pill was also a great temptation for Ji Dongliu, Zhuo Wanqing, and Che Lanxin.

Ji Dongliu and Che Lanxin, like Han Changlin, are both in the realm of the middle stage of Jindan, while Zhuo Wanqing is only in the realm of the early stage of Jindan, and only after entering the Jindan stage can they truly understand the difficulties of breaking through the bottleneck at each level.

This success rate of two percent is enough to make countless Jindan Stage Immortal cultivators work hard.

Looking at the Soul Grass in front of them, Ji Dongliu and his wife and Che Lanxin all showed excited expressions on their faces, as long as they could refine a furnace of finished Soul Condensing Pills, it would be enough for several of them to have a great probability of going further in the future.

After entering the Jindan period, the bottleneck of every small realm is a huge chasm, relying on one's own penance alone, unless it is an amazing qualification, like those demonic talents of the Heavenly Spirit Root, it can be done, for ordinary immortal cultivators who are more than ninety percent of them, in addition to penance, they also need some opportunities to be able to break through the advancement.

For example, Han Changlin, if he accidentally obtained a "Little Creation Pill" from the Silent Annihilation Spirit Palace to break through to the middle stage of the Golden Pill, otherwise, even if he cultivated to this day, he might not be able to enter the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

After Ji Dongliu and the three of them were excited, they didn't pick it, but set their eyes on Han Changlin together, obviously looking at Han Changlin's opinion, since they were sure that the two people of the Six Extremes Demon Palace had all fallen into Han Changlin's hands, the three of them had faintly regarded Han Changlin as the captain, but they were the only ones who looked up.

This made Han Changlin, who had always liked to be low-key, could only smile bitterly in his heart helplessly, and silently assumed the responsibility of captain.

"These mature soul grasses, two plants for each of the three Daoists, and the rest are owned by Han, how do the three Daoists see this distribution plan?"

After pondering for a while, Han Changlin spoke.

Hearing this, Ji Dongliu and Che Lanxin couldn't help but show surprised expressions on their faces, in their opinion, among these Soul Grass Thoughts, only seven mature Soul Thoughts Grass are valuable, and the rest of the Soul Thoughts Grass is simply useless, maybe it can be sold to the sect for cultivation, but when it comes to value, it is not comparable to seven mature Soul Thoughts Grass at all.

"How can this be? We have already taken advantage of it, in the end, most of the people we were able to enter the nest of this mirage winged Jiao were all due to Han Daoyou, in this way, the two of us only need three mature soul grasses, and the remaining four, how about two for each of Han Daoyou and Daoyou? ”

After thinking about it, Ji Dongliu took the initiative to speak.

"It's better than this, that eight-leaf soul grass belongs to Ji Daoyou and Zhuo Daoyou, you and your wife, and two more seven-leaf soul grasses are selected, and the remaining four seven-leaf soul grasses are divided equally between me and Han Daoyou, of course, those soul-reading grasses that are less than a year old are also owned by Han Daoyou, how about it?"

Che Lanxin also said her own plan.

After listening to Che Lanxin's plan, Ji Dongliu and his wife naturally agreed, after all, the probability and quality of refining the Soul Condensing Pill from the Eight Leaves Soul Grass were better than those of the Seven Leaves Soul Grass.

After Han Changlin heard Che Lanxin say a compromise plan, he frowned and thought for a while before he nodded and agreed.

After saying the distribution plan, Che Lanxin swept towards those soul grasses, intending to pick them.

At this time, Han Changlin suddenly shouted angrily, and Che Lanxin felt a chill hit her, almost instinctively, the golden beads beside her flashed a golden light curtain, enveloping it.

A cyan thunderbolt suddenly flashed, brightening the dim mountainside, and at the same time, Ji Dongliu next to him let out an angry roar, and Han Changlin also saw a cyan thunder bead shooting lightly in the direction of Ji Dongliu and his wife.

Only he was not attacked, but Han Changlin did not sit idly by, he opened his mouth slightly, and the three Qingyan swords immediately shot out, and after the cyan thunderbolt tore the golden light curtain in front of Che Lanxin, it shot towards a pitch-black corner on the right side of the mountain.

Che Lanxin's mouth opened slightly, and two clusters of golden light shot out unceremoniously, entangled with the cyan thunderbolt, and the cyan thunderbolt also showed its body, but it was a slender magic weapon flying sword like lightning.

"Zou Jingyang, you are really shameless."

Han Changlin's indifferent voice sounded, and under the aura of the Qingyan Sword, the figure of Zou Jingyang in the dark corner was revealed.

It's just that Zou Jingyang looked at himself at this moment, with a weird smile on his face, which made Han Changlin instinctively feel that something was wrong.

At this moment, the scenery in front of him changed, and the next moment, he appeared in a busy desert.

"Phantom Killing Formation?"

Han Changlin looked at the desert in front of him, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes showed a solemn expression.

He has been studying the Forbidden Yuan Formation for a while, although his attainments in the formation are not yet at the peak, but it can be regarded as entering the hall, this phantom killing formation is a relatively advanced type of formation in the formation.

Its essence is the same as the Five Elements Lock Demon Formation practiced by Han Changlin, which is either used to trap the enemy or kill the enemy, but this phantom killing formation can change the scene of the formation through illusion, so that the immortal cultivators can make mistakes due to their ignorance of the terrain.

Once a mistake is made, the killing array hidden behind it will take the opportunity to launch a thunderous storm attack to destroy the immortal cultivator.

Taking a deep breath, the star ring in Han Changlin's hand flashed, and the blue yang jian's flashing cyan aura appeared above his head, and a cyan light hung down to wrap it in it.

At this time, Han Changlin opened his mouth, and nine Qingyan swordfish burst out, circling and dancing up and down around him.

After doing all this, Han Changlin carefully looked at the surrounding environment, he was standing in an endless desert, except for the undulating sand mountains, it could be described as a dead silence.

Stepping out lightly, the sand under Han Changlin's feet suddenly shook, Han Changlin's face changed slightly, his body suddenly rose into the air, and where he was originally standing, a soil thorn shot out, and the whole body still exuded a yellow aura.

"Hmph."

Han Changlin snorted coldly, and one of the Qingyan swords suddenly burst into a dark green aura, turning into a huge sword light dozens of zhang long, falling from the sky and sticking straight into the earth thorn.

The cold qi centered on the sword light spread out in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the desert within a hundred zhang range was condensed into a solid layer of ice, and Han Changlin also fell lightly at this time, trampling on the ice.

"Buzz."

Suddenly, the void shook, Han Changlin looked up at the sky, and saw that seven or eight pitch-black mountain peaks with a height of twenty or thirty zhang appeared in the sky, falling from the sky and smashing towards Han Changlin.

Han Changlin's heart froze slightly, and the Qingyan Sword that flashed with dark green aura beside him suddenly turned into cyan luan birds, rushing into the sky, and in the air at a height of a hundred zhang, they collided with those pitch-black peaks one after another.

A large area of spiritual light collapsed in all directions, and those pitch-black peaks were also slashed under the sword light of the Qingyan Sword, and the debris in the sky flew in all directions.

"Bang bang."

Han Changlin stood like a mountain, countless gravels crashed into the cyan light building in front of him, and then they were bounced away.

Han Changlin's right hand stretched out, and ten zhang above his palm, two huge orange-red fireballs slowly condensed out, and the scorching temperature scorched ripples like water waves within a few zhang of the surrounding area.

And above the void, there were suddenly long thorns of earth, densely packed, at first glance, I am afraid that there are not thousands of them.

However, Han Changlin's face was still very calm, his eyes flashed with two dark green spiritual lights, looking at the void.

"Woohoo."

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