Chapter 697

Compared to the time when Shi Chuankong collected the treasures before, there is no longer the sense of being surrounded by invisible fluctuations between the three fairy artifacts at this moment, and the only thing remaining between them is a very weak trace. strange breath.

Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out one hand, and grabbed the golden compass closest to him.

This time, there was no abnormal phenomenon, and Han Li easily took the treasure of the Mantra Sect into his hands.

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

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

The spatial fissures that had been expanding slowly before, skyrocketed almost at the same time, expanding several times one after another.

Two slight "Puff" sounds sounded, and a large canopy of blood spurted out from Fenglin's neck, and immediately sprinkled everywhere like a rain of blood. Guitian's body also heard a "hissing" sound. Gray smoke gushed out of it.

The two people involved had no time to figure out what happened, and their figures were engulfed by the expanding space rift.

The rest of the people were all shocked, and they moved their bodies one after another, dodging away.

Renuo Xianzun's figure was far away from the space gap not far away, and his heart was throbbing when he thought of the short memory before. If Han Li hadn't helped him, his condition at this moment would not be much better than those two.

Han Li suddenly felt his whole body relax, and when he looked at the Mantra Treasure Wheel again, the three time crystal filaments had been completely burned out.

With a flash of his figure, he rushed forward again, raised his palm and grabbed at the Mira Sutra pillar.

"Boom"

But just when his palm was about to touch the sutra pillar, a violent spatial fluctuation came.

A black crack that was far more terrifying than the previous space cracks stretched out from behind the Miluo Jingzhu and Luo Zha Pipa, directly engulfing half of the hall.

Miluo Jingzhu and Luo Zha Pipa also fell into it one after another, falling towards the deep darkness.

Han Li looked at the space gap that was so huge that it looked like an abyss and cliff, and sighed in his heart. Although he was reluctant to give up, he was unwilling to risk his life.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shi Chuankong's whole body covered with a set of strange silver and black armor. The light around him was blurred, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Han Li felt something in his heart, turned his head and looked into the abyss fissure, and saw that next to Luo Zha's pipa, a vague shadow suddenly emerged, which was indeed Shi Chuankong.

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

"madman……"

After Han Li cursed secretly, he ignored him and was about to fly away from the hall as soon as he turned around.

In front of him, Reigning Immortal, Su Liu and others had already fled towards the outside of the hall. Only a bone skeleton in a gray robe went in the opposite direction. After passing Han Li, it went straight to Shichuankong. and go.

The skeleton called "Mr. Bone" by the other gray fairies, the bone stick in his hand was shining brightly, and suddenly turned into a white bone scythe tens of feet long, drawing a huge sickle shadow in the void, towards Cut the stone through the air.

Shi Chuankong managed to escape from the abyss rift, his face was pale, and the silver and black armor around his body seemed to have exhausted his aura, and the light was extremely dim, let alone resisting this blow, even avoiding it was impossible.

I saw a resolute look on his face, a sharp white bone protruded from his palm, and a large amount of silvery red blood flowed out from it. He plucked it hard.

"Zheng..."

An indescribably sharp voice sounded.

Just as Han Li was about to jump out of the palace gate, he suddenly felt as if he was hit by an invisible sound wave, and his whole body was pulled by a strange force and stayed in place.

Immediately afterwards, he felt an extremely strong spatial fluctuation coming from behind him.

When I turned my head and looked around, I couldn't see Shi Chuankong and Mr. Gu at all. I could only see the chaotic void, which became more fragmented. One by one, there were huge vortexes that were either extremely dark or misty, coming from everywhere. It came out and completely tore the entire hall to pieces.

Han Li felt bitter in his heart, and it was too late to burn the time crystal filaments. A vortex of gray mist with a radius of one hundred feet expanded rapidly, swallowing him like a giant mouth that swallowed the sky.

He just felt as if he had fallen into a rapidly spinning vortex, the sky was spinning and the sky was dark, the whole person seemed to be falling apart, and even his consciousness gradually lost.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Li only felt a sharp pain in his head before he woke up from his drowsiness.

He supported his body with his palms, and forced himself to sit up, but his hands felt extremely dry, and his hands were covered with fine dust.

Enduring the aches and pains all over his body, Han Li raised his palm to look in front of his eyes, but found that his vision was blurred and he couldn't focus on the palm of his hand at all.

He shook his head heavily, and secretly started the alchemy technique. After a while, his consciousness gradually became clear.

After his eyesight returned to normal, he saw that his hands were covered with a layer of off-white dust. When he rubbed his fingers lightly, the dust was slightly glued together.

He frowned, scattered the dust in his palm, turned his head and glanced around. As far as he could see, the ground was covered with gray-white dust, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance.

What is this place?

The scene of being sucked into the space vortex came to mind before, and Han Li couldn't help being a little surprised.

The sky that meets the horizon looks gloomy, and it seems that there is a thick layer of lead gray clouds on it, which presses the skyline extremely low, giving people the illusion that the distance between the sky and the earth is only a hundred feet.

In the depths of the cloudy clouds, three groups of dim light can be vaguely seen hanging high, as if there are three suns.

The extremely low sky, the gray and white tones around him, and the indescribable smell in the surrounding air made him feel very uncomfortable, and he also felt extremely depressed.

After sitting quietly for a while, Han Li checked his condition and found that there was no injury, but then his expression suddenly became a little ugly.

He suddenly discovered that the feeling of harmony with the heaven and earth that had been maintained in his body disappeared, and his body was unable to absorb the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth.

Could it be that the spiritual orifice in the body is closed? Han Li was startled, and quickly closed his eyes to investigate carefully.

After a while, he opened his eyes slowly, his heart relaxed slightly, but his eyes couldn't help becoming serious. His spiritual aperture was the same, the problem was the environment he was in at the moment.

In the world around him, there is no aura of heaven and earth left, instead, there are traces of evil spirits mixed in the air. When he just woke up, he thought it was the evil spirit in his body, but now he realizes that it is this world is causing trouble.

Han Li's eyes narrowed, he took out a yellow elixir and swallowed it, then slowly stood up.

"No matter what, we have to figure out where this is first..." He muttered to himself, his eyes lit up, his consciousness suddenly expanded, and he searched in all directions.

"Huh..." After a while, he let out a little sigh, and raised his eyes in one direction.

Because the sky was low, he could only see a gray scene. After thinking for a while, a light shone from his body, and he rose from the ground and flew towards that side.

Flying over a distance of about ten kilometers, Han Li was hanging in the sky, and a blurry figure appeared at the end of his vision, seeming to be trapped in a strange gray-brown area.

He frowned, and flew towards that side. The closer he got, the more clear the appearance of the figure became. It was a handsome man in a purple robe with curly hair like snow, but it was Shi Chuan. null.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a coma, his breath was very weak, and his consciousness didn't fluctuate at all. His body was trapped in a swamp with dark brown bubbles.

With a glance, Han Li found that the evil spirit in the swamp was several times stronger than that in the air. While pulling Shi Chuankong's body into the depths of the swamp, it was also frantically invading his body. body.

If it weren't for the purple jade spirit pendant hanging around his waist, which still relied on his own spirituality to protect his master without being urged, his physical body might have been completely destroyed by the evil spirit at this moment.

However, the purple jade spirit pendant is a dead thing after all, and it is impossible to maintain it for a long time without the support of mana. At this time, the aura emanating from the surface has become very weak, and it will be exhausted in less than half a moment. It is impossible to protect the stone through the air.

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

For Shi Chuankong, Han Li had a mediocre opinion, and even wanted to distance himself deliberately. On the one hand, he didn't want the other party to find out his true identity, and on the other hand, he felt that this person's identity was secret and he should not be friends with him.

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

So after hesitating for a while, Han Li still rolled up his sleeves, waving a blue light to wrap around his body, and tried to pull it out of the swamp.

However, when he pulled, he suddenly felt a powerful force grabbing Shi Chuankong's body like a tug of war with him, and dragging him down towards the bottom of the swamp.

Han Li was startled, his eyes flickered with purple light, and he hurriedly looked under Shi Chuankong.

Just now when he used his spiritual sense to investigate, he only found a weak fluctuation of spiritual power and a relatively strong evil spirit here, but he didn't find any monsters lurking again.

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

He had just flown into the sky when the ground beneath him trembled violently, the taupe swamp undulated violently, and huge bubbles kept popping out, rising upwards.

Immediately afterwards, Han Li saw that the ground below him split apart and turned into nearly a hundred areas with a radius of tens of feet. Like black lotus petals, they were raised and closed layer by layer towards the center.

If Han Li hadn't detected the strange situation in advance and fled away, he might have been engulfed in it at this moment.

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

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

With a wave of his arms, an incomparably sharp cyan sword aura, entwined by strands of golden electric wires, slashed towards the strange swamp below.

"Zi la la..."

After a burst of golden light flashed, there were bursts of "cuckoo" sounds in the dark brown swamp, and then a "boom", it burst open.

Han Li reversed the true wheel in his body, and his body flashed continuously, he kept shuttling through the exploded swamp fragments, and when he came to Shi Chuankong's side, he grabbed the shirt on his chest and retreated violently.

When flying straight for more than a hundred feet, Han Li suddenly felt a burning pain in his arm. When he looked away, he found that there were dozens of black tentacles as thick as little fingers attached to Shi Chuongkong's back. Hundreds of hair-like black crystal filaments split out of it, and many of them had already climbed onto his arms.

Accompanied by the burning pain, Han Li also felt a strong and aggressive evil spirit rushing towards his body along those tiny wounds.

He frowned, and as soon as he thought about it, a silver light lit up on his shoulder, and a little figure of silver flames flashed out from it, swiped down his arm, and landed on those black crystal threads.

As soon as he came into contact with the black crystal thread, he opened his mouth and spit out violently, and a blazing silver flame lit up in the depths of his throat, gushing out, spreading along the crystal thread all the way to the black tentacles on Shi Chuankong's body, It blazed up.

With a burst of pungent smell spreading, the black tentacles separated from Shi Chuongkong's body immediately, and fell towards the swamp below.

"It's all burned..." Han Li snorted.

The silver flame villain immediately jumped up in the air, stretched his arms in mid-air, and immediately turned into a huge silver flame bird, swooped down and crashed into the ground.

The silver red flames spread immediately, engulfing the area with a radius of hundreds of feet.

Han Li hovered high in the sky, and saw that the ground below was shaking violently, and began to collapse bit by bit, eventually forming a huge pit with a radius of hundreds of feet.

The Silver Flame Firebird successfully retreated, flew back, turned into the Silver Flame villain again, and landed on Han Li's shoulder. His small face was slightly wrinkled, and he did not have the joy of returning triumphantly in the past.

"You don't like the environment here?" Han Li turned to look at him and asked tentatively.

The Silver Flame villain quickly nodded heavily.

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

The villain of the Silver Flame immediately disappeared on Han Li's shoulder with a flash of light.

Han Li put away the Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Sword, and looked down at Shi Chuankong, which he held in his hand, only to find that the back of his neck was pitch black, obviously invaded by evil spirit.

He frowned, and after finding a direction, he flew away, away from here.

Han Li opened the Nine Nether Demon Eyes all the way, looking for a safe gray-white rocky beach, and flew down.

After landing, he turned Shi Chuankong's body upside down, and after some inspection, he found that a lot of evil spirit had accumulated on his body, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of injuries in the ruins of the Mantra Gate before, so he couldn't do it at this moment. Wake up by itself.

If this situation is allowed to continue, even if he does not need to continue to absorb evil spirits, his life may not be in danger, but his physical body will definitely be difficult to preserve, and his practice of the Dao will be considered to be at an end.

"That's all... save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and whether you can wake up and recover depends on your own good luck." Han Li's eyes narrowed and he murmured.

After all, he turned his wrist, and in the palm of his hand, there was a longan-sized, ink-like elixir, which exuded a faint pungent smell. It was the "Su Sha Pill" he had refined before.

This pill is not easy to refine, and it is very effective in dispelling evil spirits. Unfortunately, for Han Li, it is only a temporary solution, not a permanent cure. It has been used as a means to control the backlash of evil spirits, and it consumes a lot. Now only this pill is left. two.

After thinking for a while, Han Li picked up the elixir, stuffed it into Shi Chuankong's mouth, and raised his hand to press his throat, guiding the elixir into his belly.

"Uh..." Shi Chuankong frowned into knots, his face was full of pain, and his throat made a difficult sound.

From the wound on his back, there were bursts of "hissing" sounds, and wisps of black evil spirit rose from it.

Han Li watched for a while, then walked to the side and sat down cross-legged.

He checked the injury on his arm first, and after seeing that there was nothing serious, he turned his hand and took out an immortal essence stone, held it in his palm, and absorbed the immortal spirit power contained in it.

In this area, it is impossible to restore the fairy power by absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, so it can only be supplemented in this way.

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Time passed bit by bit, the sky quickly became dark, and the surroundings began to be filled with gray-white mist, and the evil spirit contained in it also began to become thicker.

Han Li slowly opened his eyes, scanned his surroundings, and then took out array disks and flags and arranged them around.

After embedding the spirit stone, a light golden hemispherical light curtain emerged 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 seem to wake up at all, but his frowning brows were slightly relaxed, and it seemed that the pain was not as painful as it was at the beginning.

However, black smoke still rose from the wound behind him and continued to spread around.

Han Li withdrew his gaze and looked up into the sky with a feeling in his heart. He saw that the thick cloud was getting thicker and thicker under the night, like a dome covering the sky, and the feeling of oppression was even better than during the day.

In the depths of the dark clouds, there is a string of hazy rays of light. It is cold and deep, without much brilliance, but there are six full moons.