Compared to the previous time when Shi Chuankong took out his hand to collect the treasure, between the three immortal weapons at this moment, there was no longer the feeling of being shrouded by invisible fluctuations before, and the only thing that remained between each other was a trace of extremely faint strange aura.

Han Li's gaze condensed slightly, and he reached out with one hand, grabbing the golden compass closest to him.

This time, nothing was out of the ordinary, and Han Li so easily took the treasure of the Zhenzong of the Truth Sect into his hands.

After a flash of golden light, the golden compass disappeared and was included in the storage bracelet by Han Li.

As soon as the object disappeared, the stagnant time in the hall flowed again.

The spatial rifts, which were slowly expanding before, skyrocketed almost at the same time, expanding several times one after another.

Two slight "poof" sounds sounded, and a large canopy of blood burst out from Fenglin's neck, and suddenly sprinkled everywhere like a rain of blood, and the body of the ghost sky also heard a "sizzle" sound, and strands of gray smoke gushed out from it.

The two of them didn't have time to figure out what was going on, and the figure was engulfed in by the expanding spatial rift.

The rest of the crowd were shocked, and they all moved their bodies and dodged.

The Flame Immortal Venerable's figure was far away from the spatial rift not far from him, and his heart palpitated at the thought of the brief memory he had before, if it weren't for Han Li's help, he was afraid that his condition at this moment would not be much better than those two.

Han Li suddenly felt a sense of relief from his body, and when he went to look at the Truth Scroll again, the three time crystals had already burned out.

His figure flashed, and he rushed forward again, raising his palm and grabbing it towards the Milo Sutra.

"Boom"

But just as his palm was about to touch the prayer building, a violent spatial fluctuation came.

A black crack that was far more terrifying than the previous spatial rifts came out from behind the Mi Luo Sutra and the Luo Qi Pipa, directly engulfing half of the main hall.

The Milo Sutra and the Razha Pipa also fell into it one after another, falling towards the deep darkness.

Han Li looked at the spatial rift that was so huge that it was like an abyss cliff, and sighed in his heart, although he was reluctant, he was unwilling to risk his life and put the Truth Treasure Wheel into his body, and under the crazy reversal, he was about to flee from here.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shi Chuankong's body covering a set of strange armor of silver and black at some point, and the light around his body was blurred, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash.

Han Li felt something, and turned his head to look into the abyss rift, and saw that next to the Na Luo Zha pipa, a vague shadow suddenly appeared, and it was the stone piercing through the sky.

With a wave of his palm, he grabbed the silver lute, and the figure became blurred again.

"Maniac ......"

After Han Li cursed secretly, he ignored him anymore, and as soon as his body turned, he was about to fly away towards the outside of the main hall.

In front of him, the Flame Immortal Venerable, Su Liu, and the others had already fled towards the outside of the hall, only a white-bone skeleton covered in a gray robe walked in the opposite direction, and after staggering with Han Li, it went straight to the stone piercing air.

The skeleton that was called "Mr. Bone" by the other gray immortals, the bone staff in his hand was gray, and suddenly swelled into a white bone sickle more than ten zhang long, drawing a huge scythe shadow in the void, cutting towards the stone piercing the air.

Shi pierced through the air to escape from the abyss rift, his face was pale, and the silver-black armor around his body seemed to have exhausted his aura, and the light was extremely dim, not to mention resisting this blow, it was impossible to dodge.

I saw a resolute look on his face, and a white sharp bone in his palm burst out, and a large amount of red blood glowing with silver light flowed out of it, swiping it towards Luo Qi's pipa, and his fingers were slightly buckled, and he plucked it heavily towards the strings.

"Zheng ......"

An indescribably sharp voice rang out.

As soon as Han Li's figure was about to jump out of the hall gate, he suddenly felt as if he had been hit by an invisible sound wave, and his whole person was pulled by a strange force and froze in place.

Immediately afterward, he felt an incomparably strong spatial fluctuation coming out behind him.

When he turned his head to look, he couldn't see the figures of Shi Chuankong and Mr. Bone at all, but could only see the already chaotic void, which became even more fragmented, and huge whirlpools that were either extremely black or gray and misty emerged from everywhere, completely tearing the entire hall apart.

Han Li's heart was bitter, and it was too late to burn the time crystal, as one of them, a hundred-foot-wide gray mist vortex rapidly expanded, engulfing him like a giant mouth devouring the sky.

He only felt as if he had fallen into a rapidly rotating vortex, and between the sky and the sky and the darkness, the whole person seemed to fall apart, and even his consciousness gradually dispersed.

I don't know how long it took, but Han Li only felt a sharp pain in his mind before he woke up from his stupor.

He barely sat up with his palms propped up under him, but his hands felt extremely dry, and his hands were covered with fine dust.

Enduring the soreness all over his body, Han Li raised his palm and approached it to check it out, only to find that his vision was blurry and he couldn't focus it on his palm at all.

He shook his head heavily, secretly running the alchemy technique, and after a long while, his consciousness gradually became clear.

After his gaze returned to normal, he saw that his hands were covered with a layer of gray-white dust, and with a slight rubbing of his fingers, the dust was slightly glued together.

He frowned, scattered the dust in his palm, turned his head and glanced around, as far as the eye could see, the ground was covered with gray-white dust, and there was no edge in sight.

What is this place?

The scene of being sucked into the spatial vortex came to his mind before, and Han Li couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The canopy that meets the horizon looks gloomy, and there seems to be a thick layer of lead-gray clouds condensed on it, pressing the skyline extremely low, giving the illusion that there is no more than a hundred feet between heaven and earth.

In the depths of the clouds, you can vaguely see three clusters of dusk light hanging high, as if there were three suns.

The extremely low canopy and the gray hue of the surroundings, as well as the indescribable smell in the air around him, made him feel very uncomfortable, and he also felt an extremely oppressive feeling in his heart.

After Han Li sat still for a moment, he probed his condition and found that there were no injuries, but then his expression suddenly became a little difficult to see.

He was shocked to find that the feeling of being in harmony with heaven and earth that had been maintained in his body disappeared, and his body was unable to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Could it be that the spiritual aperture in his body was sealed? Han Li was shocked in his heart, and quickly closed his eyes and probed carefully.

After a while, his eyes slowly opened, his heart was slightly relieved, but his gaze couldn't help but become solemn, his spiritual acuity was not abnormal, the problem was the environment he was in at the moment.

In the heaven and earth around him, there was no heaven and earth aura left, but there were wisps of evil qi mixed in the air, and when he first woke up, he thought that it was the evil qi in his body, but now he realized that it was this heaven and earth that was causing trouble.

Han Li's gaze narrowed, and after turning his hand and taking out a yellow and clear elixir, he slowly stood up.

"Anyway, we have to figure out what this place is......" he muttered to himself, his eyes already shining, and his divine sense suddenly expanded, probing in all directions.

"Huh......" After a moment, he let out a soft sigh and looked in one direction.

As the sky was lowering, he could only see a gray scene, and after thinking for a moment, the light on his body shone brightly, and he rose from the ground and flew to that side.

After flying for more than ten miles, Han Li hung high in the air, and a vague figure appeared at the end of his line of sight, as if he was trapped in a strange area of gray-brown color.

He frowned, and flew towards that side, and the closer he got to the front, the clearer the appearance of the figure became, it was a handsome man in a purple robe with curly hair like snow, but it was Shi Zhukong.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a coma, the breath on his whole body was very weak, and his divine consciousness did not fluctuate at all, and his body was trapped in a swamp with dark brown bubbles.

As soon as Han Li's gaze swept away, he realized that the evil qi in this swamp was several times as strong as in the air, and while it was pulling Shi Piercing Hollow's body into the depths of the swamp, it was also frantically invading his body.

If it weren't for the piece of purple jade spirit pendant hanging from his waist, he still relied on his own spirituality to protect his master without anyone urging him, and at this moment, his body was afraid that it had been completely destroyed by the evil qi.

However, after all, the purple jade spirit pendant is a dead thing, and it is impossible to maintain it for a long time without mana urging it, and at this time, the spiritual light emitted from the surface has become very weak, and it will be exhausted in half a moment, and it will not be able to protect the stone through the air at that time.

Before that, his body will sink into the swamp completely, and he will disappear from this world.

Han Li had an average perception of this person, and even wanted to deliberately distance himself, on the one hand, he didn't want the other party to discover his true identity, and on the other hand, he felt that this person's identity was secret and could not be deeply acquainted.

But if there is any hostility towards it, it is impossible to talk about it.

So after hesitating for a moment, Han Li rolled up his robe and swung out a burst of blue light to wrap his body, trying to pull it towards the outside of the swamp.

However, under his tugging, he suddenly realized that there was a powerful force, which grabbed Shi Chuankong's body like a tug-of-war with him, and dragged him down the swamp.

Han Li was startled, purple light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly looked under Shi Chuankong's body.

When he used his divine sense to investigate, he only found that there were faint spiritual power fluctuations and a relatively strong evil qi here, but he didn't find any demon beasts lurking again.

Under the gaze of the Nine Demon Pupils, Han Li's gaze suddenly flashed, and his body was like lightning, and he swept straight towards the sky.

As soon as he flew into the air, the ground below him shook violently, and the gray-brown swamp rose violently, and huge bubbles kept rising and rising upwards.

Immediately afterward, Han Li saw the earth below him split apart, turning into nearly a hundred areas with a radius of more than ten zhang, like black lotus petals, lifting and closing towards the center one after another.

If Han Li hadn't sensed the abnormality in advance and fled, he was afraid that he would have been engulfed in it at this moment.

However, although he avoided it, Shi Chuankong was trapped in it, and he was about to be completely submerged in the swamp.

"What the hell is this...... Han Li scolded secretly, and the sword light in his hand already lit up.

I saw that with a wave of his arm, an incomparably sharp cyan sword qi slashed towards the strange swamp below under the entanglement of wisps of golden electric wire.

"Zilala......"

After a flash of golden light, there was a "cooing" sound in the dark brown swamp, and then a "boom" sound, bursting open.

Han Li reversed the True Wheel in his body, his body flashed, and he kept shuttling among the swamp fragments that exploded, and when he came to Shi Piercing's side, he grabbed the clothes on his chest and retreated.

When he flew straight out of the hundred-hundred-zhang area, a burning pain suddenly came from Han Li's arm, and when he looked away, he found that there were actually more than a dozen black tentacles as thick as tail fingers attached to Shi Chuankong's back, and hundreds of black crystal filaments as thin as hairs had split out on them, many of which had already climbed up his arms.

With the appearance of the burning pain, Han Li also felt a powerful invading aura, which was surging wildly towards his body along those subtle wounds.

His brows furrowed, and as soon as his mind moved, a silver light lit up from his shoulder, and a silver flame figure flashed out of it, slashing down his arm and landing on those black crystals.

As soon as he came into contact with the black crystal filament, he opened his mouth and spat violently, and a blazing silver flame lit up from the depths of his throat, billowing and gushing out, spreading all the way down the crystal filament to the black tentacles on Shi Chuankong's body, burning fiercely.

With a pungent smell spreading, the black tentacles immediately detached from Shi Chuankong's body and fell towards the swamp below.

"It's all burned...... Han Li let out a low sigh.

The Silver Flame Villain immediately jumped into the air, stretched out his arms in mid-air, and immediately turned into a huge Silver Flame Bird, swooping downwards and smashing into the ground.

The silver red flame immediately spread, engulfing an area of hundreds of zhang in radius.

Han Li hovered high in the air and saw that the ground below was trembling, and it actually began to collapse little by little, eventually forming a huge crater with a radius of hundreds of zhang.

The Silver Flame Firebird retreated, flew back, and turned into a Silver Flame villain again, landing on Han Li's shoulder, his little face slightly wrinkled, without the slightest trace of the joy he had when he had returned in triumph.

"You don't like the environment here?" Han Li asked tentatively, turning his head to look at him.

The Silver Flame villain hurriedly nodded heavily.

"I don't like it either, let's go back to me first, let's get out of here. Han Li smiled and said.

The Silver Flame Villain immediately flashed and disappeared onto Han Li's shoulder.

Han Li put away the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword and looked down at the stone piercing air that he had carried in his hand, only to find that the back of his neck was jet black, obviously having been invaded by evil qi.

His brow furrowed, and after finding a direction, he flew away, away from here.

Han Li opened the Nine Demon Pupils the whole time, looking for a safe gray-white rocky beach, and his body flew down.

After landing on the ground, he turned Shi Chuankong's body upside down, and after some inspection, he found that the evil qi on his body had accumulated a lot, and he seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries in the ruins of Shingon Gate before, so he couldn't wake up on his own at this moment.

If this situation is allowed to develop, even if he does not continue to absorb the evil qi, his life may not be harmed, but his physical body will definitely be difficult to preserve, and the path of cultivation will be considered to be over.

"That's it...... Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, as for whether you can wake up and recover, it depends on your own creation. Han Li's eyes condensed slightly, and he muttered.

After that, he turned his wrist, and there was an extra pill the size of a dragon's eye in his palm, which was like ink, and there was a faint spicy smell on it, which was the "Susha Pill" he had refined before.

This pill is not easy to refine, and the effect of removing evil qi is extremely strong, but it is a pity that for Han Li, it is a symptom rather than a cure, and it has always been used as a means to control the backlash of evil qi, and it consumes a lot, and now there are only two pieces left, including this one.

After thinking about it for a moment, Han Li picked up the pill and stuffed it into Shi Chuankong's mouth, raising his hand and pressing it down his throat, guiding the pill to fall into his abdomen.

"Uh......" Shi Chuankong's brows twisted into pimples, his face was full of pain, and a difficult sound came out of his throat.

At the wound on his back, there was a "sizzling" sound, and wisps of black evil qi rose out of it.

Han Li watched from the side for a moment, then stepped aside and sat down cross-legged.

He first checked the injury on his arm, and after seeing that it was okay, he turned over and took out an immortal yuan stone and held it in the palm of his hand, absorbing the immortal spirit power contained in it.

In this area, it is impossible to restore the immortal spiritual power by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it can only be replenished in this way.

......

Time passed little by little, and the sky soon became dark, and the gray-white mist began to fill the surroundings, and the evil aura contained in it began to become thicker.

Han Li's eyes slowly opened, his gaze swept around, and he turned over his hand and took out pieces of array disks and array flags and arranged them around.

After embedding the spirit stone, a pale golden hemispherical light curtain appeared out of thin air, enveloping the two of them.

Han Li glanced at Shi Chuankong and found that he was still in a coma, and he didn't look like he was about to wake up at all, but his frowning brow relaxed slightly, and it didn't seem to be as painful as it was at the beginning.

However, there were still curling black smoke rising from the wound behind him, constantly escaping around.

Han Li retracted his gaze and looked towards the sky with some feeling, only to see that the thick clouds seemed thicker and thicker under the night, like the top of the heavenly dome, and the feeling of depression was even better than that of the day.

In the depths of the clouds, there was a string of hazy light, cold and deep, without much brilliance, and there were six full moons.