A month later, in the hundreds of feet underground of Spirit Turtle Island, there are heavy prohibitions here, shining with all kinds of light, if someone uses the Heavenly Eye Technique to look over, they will find that almost every inch of land has been laid with a powerful magic circle, there is no gap!

In the very center of these circles, there is a hole that I can't see at a glance, and I don't know how deep it is.

The entrance to the cave was originally dark, but suddenly there was a roar between the entrances, as if there were thousands of horses galloping below, and the sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was about to rush up.

With a huge roar, a golden light with a width of several zhang erupted out, spewing straight out for dozens of zhang before stopping, and then turned into a stream of golden aura, filling the entire space.

At this moment, the formations on some unknown ores nearby suddenly shone brightly, and the formation patterns began to be activated, emitting bursts of yellow light that would merge into the surrounding golden light, and then dragged those golden lights along a passage and merged into nearly a hundred stone chambers hundreds of zhang away.

At the same time, Han Ming, who was sitting in a certain stone room, also felt the golden spiritual power coming through the wall, and he immediately took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to operate the refining mantra.

Han Ming remembered that once every ten days, this was the third wave of golden spiritual power gushing, and it was also the last wave, after this wave of spiritual power, the Wanjin Spiritual Acupoint would no longer gush out of golden spiritual power.

Now his Golden Spirit Root Source has not been completely refined, but Han Ming is not too worried, because the refining has been completed more than ninety percent, if nothing else, the remaining bit of origin can be refined in half a day.

Han Ming secretly estimated that after he completely refined the spiritual root source, he should still be able to collect a lot of essence gold spiritual power, and maybe he could still warm up his spiritual weapons a little!

Feeling that the golden spiritual power around him was getting stronger and stronger, Han Ming smiled slightly, and with a pinch of his hands, the golden spiritual power around him actually swirled around him, forming a small spiritual power vortex centered on him.

This small spiritual power vortex slowly rose, and knowing that the tip of the vortex finally reached the top of Han Ming's head, the vortex stopped and did not continue to rise. However, at this time, the speed of the vortex rotation was much faster, constantly pulling the surrounding golden spiritual power into it, and finally pouring it all into the top of Han Ming's head.

With the continuous infusion of spiritual power, Han Ming's whole body was flushed, his face was full of hideous colors, and he seemed to be suffering great pain, but Han Ming did not hesitate, but flipped his hands uncertainly, and one after another spells hit him.

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Half a day later, Han Ming exhaled heavily, and the vortex above his head shook slightly, and it collapsed directly.

"Finally refining, it will no longer affect cultivation, as long as you remember to refine diligently in the future, you can barely be regarded as a four-spirit root. Han Ming raised his hands, put them in front of his eyes and looked at them, and laughed silently again.

"By the way, that master of mine said that this refining method can also refine the more than 100 silver needles in the body, now take advantage of the spiritual power here, it is better to remove this hidden danger, otherwise it will not be a matter to keep this silver needle in the body all the time!" Han Ming muttered to himself.

Han Ming wiped it towards the storage bag, eight or nine thin needles, a small knife, and a silver hook appeared in his hand, and he reached out and gently stroked a dry magic weapon in his hand, and with a casual move, three small spiritual power vortices appeared in front of him.

Han Ming threw the magic weapon in his hand into the whirlpool in front of him, and then he no longer cared about it, but closed his eyes, and the magic weapon in his hand pinched again.

Compared to refining the spiritual root source, refining the hundreds of mortal iron was more than a little easier, so Han Ming didn't pay much attention to it, and planned to expel the silver needle from his body in two or three hours.

There was not much difference from what he had estimated, those silver needles were really easy to refine, but in half an hour, the essence of those silver needles was extracted, leaving only the loosely textured residue in the body.

Han Ming's index finger swiped lightly twice in front of his chest, and a cross-shaped wound appeared on his chest, and blood suddenly gushed out.

Seeing the blood gushing out, Han Ming didn't hurry, but doubled his hands towards a certain acupoint on his chest, and the wound actually stopped the bleeding.

Han Ming smiled slightly, the mortal martial arts true qi in his body suddenly moved, and a slight cracking sound suddenly came from his chest, at this time, if someone had the spiritual eyes to see through the human body, they would definitely find that the remnants of the hundreds of silver needles in Han Ming's body were actually shattered.

Han Ming's divine sense had been controlling the situation in his body, and when he detected that all the silver needles growing in the flesh and blood had been shattered, he smiled again and began to use his mana, trying to drain those fragments out of his body through the wounds on his chest.

"Hey, something is wrong!" At this moment, Han Ming let out a cry of surprise, the silver needle essence that he had just pulled out was about one percent less, and he was a little confused and concentrated his divine sense on a certain part of his abdomen, and the matter of expelling impurities was temporarily put aside.

"Strange thing! It's missing again, where have all these silver needle essences gone? Han Ming was shocked again, he found that the mass of silver needle essence in his body was actually missing another ten percent.

Han Ming's divine sense was firmly locked on the part where the silver needle essence was stored, and he could be sure that these silver needle essences had not dispersed to the outside world, but were still in his body. But where did these silver needle essences go, and why could they no longer be detected?

Then something that made Han Ming confused happened again, the silver needle essence actually disappeared again, and the speed of disappearance accelerated, and it disappeared more than thirty percent in a short period of time.

Han Ming frowned tightly, these silver needle essences were of little use, but they disappeared into his body silently like this, which really made him a little relieved, for fear of causing any sequelae!

Han Ming raised his hands and was about to pinch a spell, but he was shocked to find that his movement was a little difficult, just like when he was hit by the venom of the poisonous golden snake, his body began to stiffen.

At this time, Han Ming was a little panicked, what the hell is going on, why is it suddenly like this, and he can't find any reason, could it be that he was plotted?

At this time, Han Ming also noticed that the silver needle essence in his body was rapidly decreasing, and at this time, he somewhat understood that the rigidity of his body was probably related to this silver needle essence! Realizing this, he immediately cast a spell, and he wanted to directly expel those silver needle essences in his body.

However, Han Ming was already a little late in casting the spell at this time, and in the end, he only had time to expel a percent of the silver needle essence from his body, and the remaining nine CDs were absorbed by him.

At the same time, his divine consciousness was becoming more and more difficult, and his brain was becoming more and more blurred, until finally he completely fainted as soon as it was dark in front of him, but because his body was stiff at this time, he was still sitting on the stone platform!

Han Ming fainted, but the abnormal changes in his body really began!