Han Li had been blinded by the sea of swords before, and by the time he saw the blood-colored sword rays, he had no time to dodge at all.

At this critical moment, he quickly recited the mantra in his heart, and the alchemy technique worked, and the Divine Thorn suddenly launched.

At this moment, Xiong Shan only felt that a cold snort suddenly sounded in his mind, and the voice was extremely cold, which made his entire sea of consciousness freeze for a moment, and the whole person suddenly lost his mind for a short time.

The blood-colored sword that pierced straight from him suddenly trembled when he was close to Han Lizhangxu, and then there was a brief pause.

But it was this instantaneous change that changed the entire battle situation!

Han Sansan's inner mantra treasure wheel reversed rapidly, the wind and thunder wings behind him fanned, and the Qingluan blood veins in his body were stimulated at the same time, and his figure came to the side of the blood-colored sword in a blur, and the five flying swords in his hand focused on a point on the sword and stabbed down.

There was a loud bang!

The blood-colored sword burst open, and a violent wave of qi rushed out, shaking Han Li to the point of vomiting blood, flying upside down for hundreds of zhang, crashing into the torrent of ten thousand swords.

At the same time, in the blood-colored sword light that exploded, pieces of jet-black iron flew out, colliding with each other in mid-air, and recondensed into a black iron coupon.

A figure stumbled out of the void, its hair disheveled and its face colorless.

It's none other than Bear Mountain.

But seeing that a huge bloody hole had been broken in his chest, his heart had been completely shattered, and his body was covered with dark red fine lines, which seemed to be intact, but in fact it had been torn into countless pieces by the sword qi.

At this moment, he looked crazy, holding the long sword in one hand, step by step in the void, towards the "Ten Thousand Swords Iron Coupon".

However, with every step he took and moved closer an inch, a piece of flesh and blood on his body would fall, and by the time he reached the side of the iron coupon, it had become a veritable shape and bones, leaving only a snow-white and crystalline skeleton.

With a "pop" sound!

The golden long sword that the skeleton was holding in his hand also cracked, turning into countless fragments and scattering in all directions.

"Whoosh"!

A golden light flew out from the skeleton Heavenly Spirit Cover, turning into a golden primordial infant villain the size of several inches, looking at Han Li, who was standing firm hundreds of feet away, with a tired face, there seemed to be doubt in his eyes, and muttered:

"Is this ...... It's the number of lives...... ......"

With that, the primordial infant also turned into a piece of golden light and dissipated.

Han Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart as he looked at all of this.

For Xiong Shan, he actually doesn't have much hatred, and even in some ways he is a fellow believer, if it weren't for his deep obsession with himself, he wouldn't even want to have this battle at all.

As soon as Xiong Shan died, the high-altitude sword array instantly lost control, and all the flying swords hanging in the air fell down like a torrential rain, falling back into the sea of lifeless swords.

Han Li's figure flew up, first with a casual move, he put away Xiong Shan's storage bracelet, and then reached out with a palm, grabbing the Ten Thousand Swords Iron Coupon in his hand, and then his body rose and fell a few times, landing on the suspended altar again.

He glanced at the iron coupon in his hand, only to see that it looked like a broken piece of porcelain, covered with deep cracks, as if he could completely break it with a little force.

Han Li groaned slightly, his expression moving slightly.

At this point, he couldn't help but hesitate a little.

He had also seen the picture of Vientiane in that golden light curtain before, and knew how to urge this sword refining formation, but he was a little worried about this iron coupon, and he didn't know if it was broken to this point, and whether it could still be used as a formation pivot to support him to complete the sword refining?

He thought for a moment, sat down cross-legged, put the iron coupon aside, took out a pill, and closed his eyes to breathe after taking it.

After a while, he stood up from the ground, picked up the Ten Thousand Swords Iron Coupon again, and let out a heavy breath of turbid air from his mouth.

"Anyway, let's give it a try, and you can fulfill your unfinished wish. Han Li's gaze was slightly condensed as he looked somewhere in the void and said slowly.

With that, he threw his palm, and the black iron coupon lit up and flew above the altar again.

As he uttered the words, the fingers of his hands changed like wheels, and the clouds beneath the altar were rekindled, turning into a sea of red fire.

......

At the same time, somewhere in the Immortal Mansion of the Dark Cold.

In the high sky, a jasper flying car more than ten feet long flashed and galloped by.

At the front of the flying car, a slender man stood tall, holding a circular compass-shaped magic weapon in his hand, which was shrouded in a layer of white clouds, but there was a red point of light in the middle, constantly flashing.

"Hey, could it be those insects in the Hall of Reincarnation?" the man muttered a little confused.

Behind him, the two gold-armored golems standing with halberds in their hands still stood still, not reacting to this.

......

Halfway up the mountainside of the Wusheng Sword Sect, Lu Yuqing's silver long sword was held upside down behind him, looking up at the peak.

The thick clouds still obscured the vision, and the loud roar from above, and the astonishing fluctuations from above, had stopped for a long time.

It seems that something has changed there, but finally calm has been restored again.

At her feet, the wooden golems had already crumbled and scattered all over the ground.

Lu Yuqing's eyes flashed slightly, and after hesitating again and again, he raised his steps and began to slowly ascend the stone steps, gradually moving away from the direction of the peak.

......

I don't know how long it took.

On top of the suspended altar, Han Li's body was full of blue light, and he was already sweating profusely.

His seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords were now hovering above the hollow area in the center of the altar, arranged in a special shape, like a sword array, surrounded by golden electric wires between them, emitting bursts of electric surges.

In the raging flames below it, there were balls of various colors of sword light floating up and pouring into the sword body.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer sword blades in the sword sea below, more and more sword elements were absorbed in the Qingzhu Bee Cloud Sword, and the aura escaping from the seventy-two flying swords became more and more prosperous.

Han Li had been keeping an eye on all of this, and his heart became more and more tense.

When the last dozens of sword elements poured into the sword body, and were decomposed and swallowed by the entangled golden lightning, there was a sudden "click" sound in the sky.

"Oh no......" Han Li's heart suddenly tightened and he exclaimed.

As soon as his words fell, the ten thousand sword iron coupons hanging in the air bloomed with dazzling golden light in the cracks, and they were about to shatter.

With the experience of Xiong Mountain, Han Li was well aware of the consequences of the collapse of the iron coupon, and hurriedly rolled up his sleeve robe, wanting to pull the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword out of the altar and leave far away.

However, as soon as his mana fluctuations touched his natal flying sword, a flash of lightning mixed with majestic sword qi burst out from the sword body, shattering his sleeve robe.

His body also felt numb, and he couldn't move for a while.

At this moment, on the storage bracelet on his wrist, a white light suddenly flashed, and a strange jade plate with a slender shape and the size of a palm flew out of it and went straight to the Ten Thousand Swords Iron Coupon.

"That's ......" Han Li stared at the object, puzzled.

However, he soon remembered that the origin of the object was from the hand of the Holy Puppet Elder Qi Heng.

When Qi Heng was fighting with him back then, he had also used the Seven Killing Sword Formation from the Lifeless Sword Sect, so it seemed that the strange jade plate was very likely to be the thing of the Lifeless Sword Sect!

Han Lizheng was surprised, and saw that the light on the jade plaque suddenly brightened, becoming extremely transparent, and there were golden filaments of light condensed into four ancient seal characters inside it:

"Lifeless Sword Courage"

After the golden characters appeared, the white jade plate merged with the light of the Ten Thousand Swords Iron Coupon, and gradually merged into one.

I only heard a loud "boom".

The light in the canopy above the altar suddenly dimmed, and a thick dark cloud from nowhere obscured it, and the blue and purple light flickered frequently, and the sound of rolling thunder was heard.

On the eight coiling dragon pillars around them, the eyes of the eight dragon heads suddenly flashed with golden light, and they suddenly seemed to come to life, emitting bursts of monstrous flames, as if they were about to fly up from the eight giant pillars in the next moment.

Immediately afterward, the eight dragon mouths opened one after another, spewing out billowing red flames towards the center of the altar, and large flames converged in midair, turning into a tumbling sea of fire.

Seeing this, as soon as Han Li's body regained consciousness, he immediately dodged out and hung outside the altar.

The raging flames in the sea of fire poured down, engulfing the entire altar in an instant.

At the same time, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and a blue and purple thunder waterfall fell from the dark clouds, drowning into the blazing flames for a long time.

In the electric flames, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword was no longer visible at all, and even the divine sense could not penetrate it at all.

The sword-casting furnace that smelted ten thousand swords has only really taken shape at this point!

Han Li's expression was complicated, and he sat down in the air from a distance, staring intently.

Fast forward to three days later.

On the eight giant pillars of coiling dragons around the altar, the eight dragon heads still opened their mouths wide, spitting out billowing red flames towards the altar.

The sea of fire that flooded the entire altar was a little bigger than it was three days ago.

In mid-air, a blue and purple thunder waterfall still fell from the dark clouds and blasted into the blazing flames, and the range was much larger than before.

Han Li stood near the sea of fire, his expression calm, it seemed that he had recovered from the injuries he had suffered from the previous battle, but his expression was faintly anxious.

This time the sword refining took so long, it was completely out of his control, and he couldn't interfere if he wanted to speed up the progress, so he could only wait on the sidelines, but fortunately, Xuehan and the others never appeared.

In the Taoist temple below, a beautiful girl dressed in black is standing here, it is Lu Yuqing, who has come here at some point.

The woman walked around the temple as if she were strolling around the temple, sometimes stopping in front of a dilapidated attic, sometimes squatting down in front of a mossy dry well.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at the surrounding environment from time to time, with a bit of confusion and a bit of indescribable confusion.