The blue-robed man ignored the three black-robed old men, calmly walked to the huge head of the five-clawed dragon, raised it with one hand, and grabbed it with his five fingers.

"Squirt"!

Somewhere in the skull burst open, and a fist-sized black crystal nucleus flew out of it, with mysterious black lines on the surface, which was the demon pill of the five-clawed ink Jiao.

After the young man looked at it expressionlessly, he collected it, and then turned his five fingers into a hand knife, slightly blurred.

There were several crisp sounds, and the dragon's four giant claws were cut off.

After the young man put away the giant claw, his eyes fell on the neck of the giant jiao.

There was a pale silver scale that was close to the length of the day, which was completely different from the black scales around it, and there were several pale silver bone spurs around it, exuding amazing spiritual power fluctuations.

On the scales and bone spurs, there are faintly some patterns similar to those on the demon pill.

The young man carefully removed the silver scales and bone spurs, and took away a few demon beast materials from Jiaolong's body, then stood up and turned his head to look at the three black-robed old men nearby.

Although there was no malice in the man's eyes, the three old men still chuckled in their hearts, cold sweat was like rain, and they were at a loss.

The green-robed man ignored the three of them, quickly retracted his gaze, and his body turned into a green rainbow, flying away into the distance.

When the man completely disappeared into the distance, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"This ...... Could this dragon be the five-clawed ink dragon we just talked about?" the middle-aged Taoist priest said as he looked at the remains of the black dragon.

"It should be, and looking at this situation, it is very likely that this Jiaolong has advanced to Mahayana!" The black-robed old man had just calmed down a little at the moment, and nodded.

The green-shirted young woman and the middle-aged Taoist priest gasped when they heard this.

"That senior was able to kill this dragon with his bare hands, and looking at his appearance, it seems that he didn't waste any strength, could it be that he is also a great monk of the Mahayana period? I have seen the images of the Sima seniors of the Cold Flame Sect and the Qianshan seniors of the Jing Yuan Temple, and it seems that they are not one of the two of them. The young woman in the green shirt was still a little apprehensive, and said with a puzzled face.

"Could it be that you have transformed your appearance?" the middle-aged Taoist priest thought of a possibility.

"It shouldn't be, judging from the wound of this ink dragon, the senior just now should be a pure force cultivator, and eighty percent is not those two seniors. The black-robed old man shook his head.

"It's not the two of them, is there any other Mahayana period in this spiritual realm?" the green-shirted young woman was a little surprised.

"And one more ...... Have you forgotten that a few years ago, that Han Li senior who destroyed the Heavenly Ghost Sect overnight, he was a power cultivator!" The black-robed old man said this, unconsciously lowering his voice a little.

"That legendary Han senior...... That's right, he looks very young according to rumors, could it really be him!" The young woman in the green shirt couldn't help but light up slightly.

"It is rumored that this senior Han is an immortal from the immortal world, and that is a real immortal!" the middle-aged Taoist priest also said with some excitement.

As the three of them spoke, their eyes quickly fell on the corpse of the five-clawed ink dragon, and their eyes were glowing with a scorching light.

Although Han Li couldn't look down on this dragon body and discarded it, for the three Transformation Stage cultivators, even a small piece of dragon flesh and blood would probably be enough to cause quite a stir if it was taken back.

You know, this is the flesh and blood of the Mahayana demon beast!

......

Since the founding of the Tianjing Sect, it has a history of two or three hundred thousand years, and although the background is not as good as that of the Cold Flame Sect and the Realm Yuan Guan, there are several Merge Stage Monks in the Gate, and their strength should not be underestimated.

It's just that this sect has always been low-key, and it is not very famous in the Linghuan realm.

At this time, inside the Tianjing Gate, there was a huge martial arts arena.

Dazzling golden light flashed, and there was a thunderous sound!

An old man in a silver robe flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the ban that had opened around the martial arts arena, and with a whoosh, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, staining the placket in front of him.

A pale golden bowl bone flew back in a whirling way, and the surface was dim, as if it had been lightly injured.

Opposite the old man, a green-robed monk stood in the void, his face was shrouded in a layer of blue light, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and slowly withdrew his outstretched right hand.

Outside the martial arts arena, there were also three monks in the merge period, who were all shocked when they saw this scene, and hurriedly revoked the ban around the martial arts arena, and flew down in front of the silver-robed old man, staring at the green-robed monk in the distance with a wary face.

"Great Elder, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, this fellow Daoist has shown mercy. The silver-robed old man took out a yellow and clear pill and took it, and his face slowly looked better.

As soon as these words came out, the three people around were stunned.

"The strength of the Taoist friend is extraordinary, and the old man can't even take a move from Your Excellency, so I'm ashamed. The silver-robed old man arched his hand at the blue-robed monk in the air and said with a wry smile.

"Since Your Excellency has admitted defeat, according to the agreement, you will hand over the piece of Eight Treasures Exquisite Jade. The green-robed monk said flatly, sounding like he wasn't very old.

The silver-robed old man was helpless, and said to a big man in the fit period beside him.

Although Dahan's face was full of reluctance, he still stomped his foot and flew out.

A moment later, he flew back, holding a white jade box several feet long and half a foot wide, and handed it to the silver-robed old man.

The old man's hand caressed the jade box, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and he still waved his hand to send out a golden light to wrap the jade box and hand it to the blue-robed monk.

The green-robed monk reached out to catch the jade box, and the blue light flashed on his fingers, and he pointed at the jade box.

"Crackling" There was a slight explosion, and the white jade box slowly opened by itself, and there were several pieces of white jade of different sizes inside, although it seemed ordinary, but there were faint eight-colored spiritual light flowing on the surface, which was quite peculiar.

The green-robed monk nodded, closed the lid, and folded his hand to put it away.

"There are several exquisite chalcedony mines in this gate, and it has only accumulated these superb eight-treasure exquisite jade over the past 10,000 years, and I hope that Taoist friends can make good use of it. The silver-robed old man sighed and said.

"Your Excellency, rest assured, I will naturally not let these exquisite jades be buried. The green-robed monk smiled, then flicked his fingers.

A white light flew out and landed in front of the silver-robed old man, but it was a storage bracelet.

"I won't take your sect's things in vain, the things in this should be enough to compensate for these eight treasures of exquisite jade. The green-robed monk said lightly, and then his figure turned into a blue rainbow and disappeared into the sky in a flash.

The silver-robed old man probed into the storage bracelet with his divine sense, and his expression was shocked.

There are a large number of spirit stones in it, as well as a batch of 10,000-year-old spirit grass and some extremely precious demon beast materials.

In terms of value, it is indeed not under those eight treasures of exquisite jade, and even more than a few points.

......

In just a few months, some strange things have appeared one after another in various parts of the Spirit Realm.

The rare materials of several sects, or secret techniques, were taken away by a mysterious person one after another.

This person came from nowhere, his cultivation is extremely high, but his actions are quite proper, and the sects that have been robbed of their treasures have received a lot of compensation, so they have not aroused the public anger of the major sects in the Linghuan Realm, but have made many scattered cultivators who have nothing to do with themselves, and the disciples of the sect talk about it.

This person appeared suddenly, and after being active for several months, he suddenly disappeared and never appeared again.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

In the southeast region of the Linghuan Realm, there is a huge and incomparably red mountain range here, called the Huoyun Mountain Range, which stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles.

The largest of the mountains is a huge volcano that spews hot lava from the ground all year round, and the air is filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.

Almost all the mountains are black and red, like red-hot stones, and even the clouds in the sky are red all year round, hence the name of the Huoyun Mountain Range.

This is the largest fire spirit place in the Linghuan Realm, and it is also one of the several famous murderous places in this realm, even if it is a cultivator with advanced cultivation, few people dare to go deeper.

A huge abyss in the depths of the Fire Cloud Mountains, and at the deepest point was a great river of magma, rolling through it, making a loud rumbling sound.

The surface of the magma shimmered red, as if there were countless burning flames.

The temperature here is so high that the air around it is blurred and twisted into faint ripples.

On a cliff less than a hundred feet away from the magma river, a huge cave was dug out, which shimmered with various colors of light and made various sharp roars from time to time.

On this day, a long roar like a dragon roar came from the cave, and then a thick white pillar of light rose from the cave and went straight to the sky.

Two dragons and a huge bone armor phantom could be faintly seen in the pillar of light, and it slowly dissipated after a long time.

In the cave, a man in a green robe sits cross-legged.

It was Han Li, his face was full of joy at this moment.

In front of him were suspended two treasures that shimmered with spiritual light, a bone-white armor, with a simple shape, and eight patterns engraved on it, which seemed to be some shields, umbrellas, ** and the like.

There is also a pair of silver hideous fist gloves, with silver-white bone spurs on the gloves, which look like two dragon heads.

Both magic weapons emitted terrifying fluctuations in spiritual power.

Han Li's gaze slowly swept over these two magic weapons, and a hint of satisfaction flashed across his face.

This bone-white armor is called the Eight Treasures Exquisite Bone Armor, and the fist gloves are called the Heaven Breaking Fist Armor.

The refining method of the two magic weapons was found by him from the classics of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and it was not an ordinary magic weapon, in a sense, it was a magic weapon tailored for force cultivation, and it required extremely strong physical strength to exert great power.

Since Sima Jingming said that it was very dangerous to use this method of smuggling and ascending, for the sake of insurance, he took great pains to collect countless rare treasures and refine these two magic weapons.

Han Li opened his mouth and let out a mouthful of cyan light, put away the bone armor and fist armor, and turned his hand to take out a cyan jade book, on which was a detailed map of the Spirit Realm.

On the map of the jade book, several places are deliberately marked.

These are the locations of several weak spatial nodes that he has found from the classics of various sects, but he has not personally verified them.

After Han Li groaned slightly, his gaze fell on a marked point in the southeast area of the Jade Book map, and his gaze flickered slightly.

A moment later, a cyan rainbow shot out of the canyon and flew away into the distance.