In the dense forest, the ancient trees are quiet and lush.

Han Li shuttled through the forest, and with his current experience, a sense of dizziness rose in his heart.

Everywhere you look, there are a lot of strange flowers and plants, some of which are even in the spiritual world of the year, which are the best spiritual materials that are rare to see in a hundred years, but now they can be seen everywhere, and most of them are not short, most of them are more than 1,000 years, and even a few are more than 10,000 years old.

In addition, there are some spirit plants, although he doesn't recognize them, but most of them contain amazing spiritual power or smells with strange appearances, and he naturally unceremoniously pockets them all.

Although he had just stepped into this mysterious bubble space, he had swept it through it with his divine sense, but now that he witnessed it, he was still amazed in his heart, and he was secretly glad that he hadn't just left.

After about half an hour, Han Li's figure stopped in a relatively open area in the forest, where the trees were sparse and there was no elixir growing, making it a little barren.

More than 100 zhang in front of him was a huge cave more than 100 zhang wide, like a giant sack, with a black mouth open towards him.

After Han Li stood still, he looked around for a moment to confirm that there was nothing abnormal, and then he walked to the cave and looked inside.

The cave does not go down vertically, but diagonally down to the ground, and the sound of the wind is constantly heard inside.

The blue light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he strode towards the cave **.

The cave was dark and damp, with the sound of water dripping on the roof and the rock walls on both sides, and the ground was soft to step on.

He walked all the way down, and after about a quarter of an hour, the cave suddenly turned around, extending to the other side, and patches of white crystals that radiated a cold light began to appear in the rocks around the cave walls.

At first, it was a little sparse, but the further down you go, the denser the spar becomes, gradually illuminating the entire passage.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, he finally came to the end of the cavern, a huge underground culvert hundreds of feet in circumference.

At the top of the culvert, countless white spars are densely embedded, and the cold light from them fills the entire cave space.

At the bottom, the sound of gurgling water can be heard clearly, and there is an underground river running through it, which has accumulated into a small lake, and around the lake is a sandy area composed of yellow crystal sand.

The white glow and the undulating water surface reflect the sparkling waves around the cave walls, and it looks a bit strangely beautiful.

Han Li didn't have the heart to enjoy the beauty of this place at this time, his gaze was firmly locked on a huge rock jutting out of the water in the middle of the culvert.

On that piece of land, which is about 30 zhang in size, there is a strange tree about 10 zhang high.

The body of the tree is somewhat similar to the common walnut tree in the world, but the whole body is bare, no half leaves grow, only on the branches, hanging walnut-like fruits.

Han Li's body jumped, and he jumped under the tree, carefully looking up and down the tree.

At this glance, I found that there was a mysterious pattern distributed on the body of the tree that had never been seen before, which did not look like it was artificially engraved, but seemed to grow naturally.

The walnut fruit hanging on the tree is even more peculiar, the surface is densely textured, but it is very distorted, it looks like a strange human face, some look like an old man, some look like a newborn baby, and some look like a middle-aged woman, not exactly the same.

However, regardless of the patterns on them, these face walnut fruits, without exception, all exuded an amazing earth-attribute vitality.

It was because he discovered this vitality that he was attracted here.

Han Li touched his chin, a hint of thoughtfulness flashed across his face, and a vague guess faintly appeared in his heart.

This mysterious bubble space was supposed to belong to the one-eyed giant, and the centaur beast did not hesitate to fight to the death for the strange walnut tree in the space.

Although he couldn't recognize the origin of this tree and the walnut fruits on it, one thing was certain, it could cause two monsters with cultivation comparable to the level of true immortals to fight, it would never be ordinary, and it should also be some kind of unknown heaven and earth spirit treasure.

But it doesn't matter anymore, everything here is all owned by him now.

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Celestial.

Over an unknown mountain range, the sky was gray with lead clouds, howling winds, and falling snow from the sky.

There are dozens of peaks above the mountain range, and there are still some trees bent by a thick layer of snow in the area below the mountainside, and the upper part is completely white and completely frozen.

Between heaven and earth, except for the sound of the yin wind and the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground, there is no other movement, and there is no trace of any living creatures.

However, at this moment, deep in the belly of one of the tallest ice peaks in the mountain range, a sharp female voice suddenly came out through the layers of snow curtains, unaffected by the wind:

"Who is it? Who is so bold that he dares to kill my spirit pet? No matter who it is, I will find you to come out and break your body into ten thousand pieces, and then extract your soul to suppress me under this heavy yin peak, so that you will never be reincarnated!"

Its voice was full of rage, and it reverberated in the violent storm and snow, and the entire snowy peak trembled.

Countless huge blocks of snow that had accumulated for an unknown number of years broke apart and slid down the cliffs, pushing and carrying more snow and rushing towards the bottom of the mountain, with the sound of war drums "rumbling".

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The Northern Cold Immortal Domain, in a blue sea.

A round of scorching sun is hanging in the sky, like a clear sky washed by water, floating wisps of thin white clouds, the breeze blowing on the sea, constantly surging small waves.

On the rippling blue sea, there is a black island with a radius of thousands of miles, surrounded by countless strange black reefs at the edge, which looks extremely irregular, and if you look at it from above, its shape looks like a huge leaf.

On a port on the north side of the island, there were many ships moored at the moment, but they were empty, and there was no one on them.

From the port to the island, there is a wide bluestone road that extends into the dense forest of the island.

At the end of the road, a quaint village with dense buildings is nestled among the towering ancient trees.

At this moment, the fire in the village was everywhere, billowing smoke was billowing everywhere, a series of earth-shattering killing cries continued to come from everywhere, magic weapons were shining one after another, and the air was also filled with a thick smell of blood.

In the ruins, nearly a thousand monks were fighting in chaos, faintly divided into two camps, and the number of the two sides did not seem to be much different.

One of the monks did not seem to be a Terran, all of them were tall, with green skin and fangs, and most of them were holding some magic weapons such as hammers and clubs, and their bodies were all covered with a layer of light white light.

Among these alien monks, there are also some tall warriors wearing yellow armor and holding maces, but they are all sallow, and they don't look like living people, but like wax figures that can move.

The monks on the other side of the battle were mostly Terrans, as well as some strange soldiers in blood-red armor.

These blood-armored soldiers had the same complexion as their armor, their faces were wooden, and they did not have the slightest expression when they charged in battle, and they looked as if they were puppets.

On a high ground, a blood-armored soldier with a blood-red spear leaped down, and with a spear in his hand, he stabbed down at a sallow warrior who was rushing forward.

Before it fell, a blood-colored vortex at the tip of the blood spear suddenly burst open, and countless blood rays swept down.

There was a "boom" sound.

A hole the size of a water tank was blasted open in the chest of the waxy soldier, and yellow wax juice continued to flow out of it, and his figure couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

But the next moment, his legs bowed, his body jumped up like electricity, and the mace in his hand suddenly waved, and countless stick shadows emerged layer by layer, turning into a yellow hurricane, and went straight to the blood-armored soldier who could fall to the ground.

"Bang"!

The blood-armored soldier was caught off guard, and his head suddenly burst open, but at the last moment, he threw the spear in his hand violently, turning into a bloody shadow and piercing the sallow soldier's head.

Both fell to the ground almost simultaneously, one in a pool of blood, the other in a cloud of wax.

On the other side, the figure of a short and fat old man suddenly flashed out strangely from behind a broken wall, holding a blood-colored jade bottle in his hand, the mouth of the bottle was reversed, pointing straight ahead, dozens of zhang away, an alien monk who was chasing and killing others.

The old man's palm patted the bottom of the bottle, and the blood light at the mouth of the bottle flashed, and dense blood threads spurted out, intertwined and entangled into a blood-colored pillar of light, and shot straight towards the heart of the alien race silently.

A strange scene has appeared!

As soon as the blood-colored pillar of light touched the layer of white light on the surface of the alien body, the momentum of the rush suddenly slowed down, although it was not completely neutralized, but the power seemed to be instantly lost by three points.

"Bang"!

Although the alien race was beaten to a stumbling and blood spurted wildly from his mouth, it did not hurt the roots, but turned around and rushed towards the old man with a roar.

Similar scenes are played out from time to time in various parts of the village.

Whether it is a waxy soldier or a blood-armored soldier, they are all brave and abnormal when they fight, and they have the momentum of not being afraid of death, but because of the similar number and the same strength, they naturally cannot influence the battle situation.

However, due to the protection of the strange white light on the alien side, the power of any magic weapon spell falling on the body will be reduced by three points, and they will soon gain the upper hand on the battlefield, forcing the Terran monks to retreat and gather towards the center of the village.

Meanwhile, in a white-stone plaza in the center of the village, dozens of black-robed men sit cross-legged around a massive statue, silently chanting strange incantations.

These men, women, and children, all of them looked a little pale, and each one was rolling up his sleeves and sticking his left arm in front of him.

On each of their wrists, a thin line of blood was drawn, and drops of crimson blood were flowing from it, dripping onto the ground in front of them.

On the ground, there are half-finger-deep grooves, which are connected to each other to form a rather complex formation pattern, which leads to the statue in the center.

The statue is about ten zhang high, and the carving is the image of a young Confucian student, who wears a scarf on his head and holds a scroll, making a gesture of raising his eyes to look into the distance.

If Han Li was here, he would be surprised to find that this young Confucian had facial features that were three points similar to him, but if you looked at the physical proportions, Han Li was obviously taller.

In front of the statue, a white-haired old man in a gray robe, crossed his hands and hugged his shoulders, and prayed to the statue with a devout face:

"O Great Ancestral God, please listen to the loyal call of your bloodline, come!"