After Han Li left the Hundred Wine Villa, he returned directly to his cave mansion secret room.

After opening all the prohibitions in the cave, he sat down cross-legged on the spot.

I completed two deacon tasks in one go, and although the process was not too difficult, I was tired enough to choke on it non-stop. Now that he has three days to spare, he can refine the immortal wine that the old man drank from Huyan, and rest at the same time.

As a result, not long after Han Li closed his eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his face changed slightly.

Without warning, the storage bracelet in his hand suddenly and violently vibrated violently.

Without waiting for him to do anything, a black light flashed, and the black long knife automatically flew out of it, and immediately turned into a black shadow, shooting towards the distance like lightning, and the speed was amazing.

Since everything happened so suddenly, Han Li didn't stop the long knife as soon as it flew out, but immediately reacted, and slammed his hands together.

A cyan glow suddenly appeared in the secret room, blocking the path of the black long knife.

"Hula"!

The black light on the surface of the long black knife was magnificent, making a sound like the roar of a beast, and the pitch-black knife light was uncertain, easily cutting through the cyan glow, but its speed was also slightly slowed.

The golden light on Han Li's body shone brightly, and the Truth Treasure Wheel instantly appeared, and the golden ripples spread out, instantly enveloping the surrounding ten zhang range, enveloping the black long knife underneath.

The speed of the long knife suddenly slowed down again, and it was more than three times slower all of a sudden, and then it was rolled down by an invisible suction, and it shot backwards and landed in Han Li's hand.

Buzzing!

The black long knife made a trembling sound, constantly shaking, and struggled, but under Han Li's five fingers clenched like an iron hoop, he could no longer break free.

"What's going on?" Han Li frowned when he saw this.

Fang Pan is dead, this black long knife that originally belonged to this son has already been carefully refined by him over the years, how could there be such an abnormality today?

As the thoughts in his heart turned, the huge divine sense had already probed into the black knife.

The next moment, his face sank again.

The black long knife was completely out of his control, and an invisible force surged from within, blocking the continued invasion of his divine sense.

"Hmph!" Han Li snorted coldly, a flash of light flashing at the center of his eyebrows.

An even more majestic power of divine consciousness surged out, turning into a translucent sword shadow that was a few feet long, and after a blur, it slashed into the black knife.

With a "snort", the sword shadow easily cut through the invisible force.

This invisible sword shadow is the magic power of reciting the sword technique.

Han Li's divine sense submerged into the black long knife, passing through the layers of prohibitions within the blade, and soon reached the deepest part of the prohibition, and a flower appeared in a black space in front of him.

There are countless black lines of endless thickness all over here, as if countless dense cobwebs are condensed into a huge and complicated magic circle, and the center of the magic circle is a black array altar.

A distorted black light floated in the array altar, flickering, and the surrounding array patterns seemed to echo, and they were also flickering.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart was shocked.

After he obtained the black knife, he carefully practiced it, and the divine mind also arrived here.

But at that time, the formation here was not as complicated as this, only about one-third, and there was no atmosphere at this moment, and the current situation was probably the true face of the Black Knife Core Prohibition.

He turned his gaze to the black light.

That black light seemed to feel something, and in a flash of light, a somewhat hazy face appeared, looking towards Han Li.

The facial features of this face were blurred, except for a pair of eyes that were slightly clearer, thin and long, shaped like a blade, revealing a look of anger and arrogance inside.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart moved.

Although this face is not clear, it is definitely not Fang Pan.

After thinking about it for a while, it suddenly dawned in his heart, it seems that the owner of this black knife is not Fang Pan, I am afraid that Fang Pan borrowed this thing from that person.

Although he had carefully cultivated this knife, if the original owner of the black knife had any means to hide it, he would naturally not be able to sense it.

"Not good!" Han Li's expression changed suddenly.

The owner of the black long knife suddenly activated the mark in the blade at this moment, probably sensing the specific location of the black knife in order to retrieve it.

If you really let this person find it, it will be a big problem.

As soon as Han Li thought of this, he let out a long roar from his mouth.

The next moment, a crystal light flashed in the sky above the black altar, and a huge translucent sword shadow emerged, slashing towards the black light.

The fuzzy face also roared angrily, and in a flash, it turned into a crystal black chain, which was somewhat similar to the intermittent magic chain, and drew towards the sword shadow.

The two collided fiercely!

With a "click", the black chain was cut in two by the sword shadow, and then with a "bang", it turned into countless black luminous lights and drifted away.

All the formations in the black space immediately stopped flickering and regained their calm.

At the same time, the black long knife also stopped trembling, and the light on the surface dissipated, looking extremely tame, as if it had been completely refined.

However, Han Li's face didn't show much joy at the moment, and he looked at the black altar with a twist of thought.

Inside the altar, there is an imprint engraved that seems to be a text but not a text, and a painting is not a painting, exuding a faint aura.

"Natal Seal!"

He snorted coldly, and with a thought in his heart, the sky above the altar flashed again, and a transparent sword shadow appeared, slashing at the mark.

Bang!

The transparent sword shadow bounced back like a slash of iron and stone.

The natal mark only trembled slightly, and immediately returned to its original state, as solid and indestructible as a rock.

Han Li's face was slightly gloomy, his eyes flickered, and he didn't continue to attack, but directly withdrew all his divine thoughts.

He looked at the long black knife in his hand, and his expression became cloudy.

Just as Han Li's divine thoughts invaded the black long knife and wanted to erase the mark on it, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Ancient Cloud Continent, a black giant crane with a size of hundreds of zhang was speeding forward with its wings spread out up and down.

This crane is covered with pitch-black iron feathers, but the feathers on the top of the head are golden, like a golden crown, and the black fire on the surface of the feathers on the body is looming, especially on the two wings, the black fire is rich, and it is faintly condensed into two larger black fire wings around the wings.

The wings of the giant crane flapped rapidly, and each time it fanned, it teleported forward and flew hundreds of miles away, which was amazingly fast.

A yellow-robed man with a scorched face and a bronze forehead guard was sitting cross-legged on the back of the black crane.

There was a yellow array flag suspended around the big man's body, with more than 100 poles, blooming with yellow light, forming a yellow magic circle of dozens of zhang in size, flickering and flickering, running slowly.

He pinched the trick with both hands, and countless yellow runes flew out of his hands in an endless stream, and after hovering in the air for a while, they all submerged into the magic circle around him, as if they were casting some secret magic.

"Bang"!

The yellow array shook suddenly, disintegrated and shattered, and a pole array flag flew in all directions.

The scorched man turned slightly pale and opened his eyes.

"Damn!" the big man narrowed his eyes, shot out two cold rays, and let out a low sigh.

With a wave of his hand, the array flags that had scattered around him all circled and converged, and they all disappeared into his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Master, failed to locate the man?" the black crane suddenly spoke, making a sharp sound.

"Hmph, it's a little bit closer, but I can roughly sense the direction of the kid's position. Fang Pan's waste, he died, and he also lost my Black Emperor Immortal Slaughter Blade. The scorched-faced man snorted coldly.

"Fang Pan is just a gentleman who relies on his master, how can he compare with you, the master. The giant crane said with some disdain.

"Anyway, the Black Emperor Slaughtering Immortal Blade is my natal immortal weapon, and I must not lose it, I knew that I shouldn't have listened to Fang Pan's words back then, and lent him this treasure. The scorched-faced man said with some annoyance.

"Speaking of which, this Han Li is really fateful, not only did he not die back then, but now he has killed Fang Pan in turn. But now that the master is out of the horse, as long as he finds the kid, he doesn't want to pinch it to death. The black crane smiled flatteringly.

"I don't know what secrets are hidden in this kid, but I am very curious to make Fang Pan so persistent! The scorched-faced man said coldly, the yellow robe on his body swelled, and a huge aura emanated.

The nearby air hummed and trembled, making a series of loud crackling noises.

The black giant crane sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the big man's body, his head lowered, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his speed accelerated again.

......

Han Li looked at the long black knife in his hand, and as the thought in his heart turned, the ten fingers of his hands suddenly moved in unison, and he quickly pinched the technique.

Dazzling blue light suddenly erupted from his hand, turning into a large cyan rune and landing on the black knife.

Cyan rune patterns suddenly appeared on the surface of the black knife, more and more, and in the blink of an eye, they spread everywhere in the black knife.

The black long knife suddenly turned into a cyan long knife at this moment, and no trace of aura emanated.

This is a treasure sealing technique that he has learned before, and it can be used specifically to seal magic weapons.

After doing this, Han Li took out another long black box, this thing was obviously also a treasure, the surface of the aura flickered, faintly exuding an inexplicable aura.

He put the long black knife in, flipped over and took out a few sealing talismans, and stuck them on top of the black box.

Han Li looked at the black box in his hand and frowned slightly.

Although he had applied so many seals, he was still unsure in his heart that he could completely isolate the perception of the original owner of this knife.

In other words, if the object continues to be left with you, there is still a risk that someone will come to the door.

Although I don't know what the relationship between the owner of this knife and Fang Pan is, it must be friend or foe.

I don't know what special means that the man used to refine this sword in the first place, which made the mark in it so stubborn.

According to Han Li's estimate, with his current cultivation and means, if he wanted to completely erase it, it would take at least a hundred years or more to refine it little by little with true fire.

Unfortunately, the cost of time is too great, which makes him feel in a dilemma.