When Han Li barely broke a chain on the Nascent Soul, in a desert hall, thousands of miles away from the Black Wind Sea, the withered man sitting on the large black chair in the hall suddenly moved slightly, his eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of turbid eyeballs that seemed to be covered with a layer of cataract.

The blue-black chains covered with the entire hall immediately floated off the ground like goose feathers, making trembling sounds.

The man looked a little deep, then sneered, and then stopped moving, and his eyes slowly closed again.

In the hall, all the chains fell to the ground safely and became silent again.

...

Inside the Sihe Courtyard of Wumeng Island.

Han Li's eyes were closed, and he was urging the silver light wire with all his heart, wrapping around the second black chain.

At this moment, his brow suddenly frowned, and a wave of small waves rippled in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He vaguely sensed that when he cut off the first chain, he seemed to have touched a terrifying existence at the other end of the chain.

This made him feel nervous, fearing that a new black chain would emerge out of thin air like last time.

Fortunately, after a long time, there was no abnormality on the Nascent Soul, so he felt a little relieved and focused all his attention on the second chain.

I saw the silver light wire condensed by his magic power and the power of the stars climbing up one by one, and soon wrapped the second chain in it.

The surface of the chain immediately "hissed" black smoke as before, and the black crystal light on it began to fade.

However, compared with the previous time, the black light faded significantly slower this time, and the consumption of Han Li's silver light wire has become more.

For a moment, there was a stalemate.

...

One night a few days later.

The silver light column in the Sihe courtyard exploded with a "boom" and turned into silver light and dissipated.

Han Li's eyes slowly opened, looking at the earth god incarnation sitting opposite him, a hint of fatigue flashed in his eyes.

After several days of continuous use, the black runes on the second chain were consumed in large quantities, and he finally broke through dozens of axes with his divine mind.

However, after this incident, the meager magic power in Han Li's body and the magic power converted from the Earth God incarnation with the power of faith were also exhausted, and he could only stop temporarily.

"It seems to be a protracted war..."

Han Li murmured and sighed, flipped his hands and took out a pill and put it into his mouth, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

Beside him, a calm face was incarnated, sitting cross-legged, her body lit up with a blue light, slowly absorbing the stone statues from all over Wumeng Island, and the power of faith transmitted from him.

...

At the same time, Yunfujie.

The sky is clear and blue above the sky, and there are huge clouds of different shapes floating everywhere, rolling and unevenly gathering and dispersing under the blowing of the airflow.

As the sun moves in a high altitude, the angle of sunlight emits changes constantly, causing the color of the white clouds reflected by it to change accordingly, showing different colors such as blue, blue, yellow, and red.

Below a huge cloud shaped like a colorful phoenix, there is a green mountain range that is more than a thousand miles long. The mountains are winding, like a dragon lying dormant, with a rather impressive momentum.

In the middle of the mountain range, a lonely peak more than a thousand feet tall is alone, proudly independent in a posture far higher than other surrounding mountains.

From the foot of the mountain to the back of the mountain, the vegetation is dense, with a vibrant color. The peaks that tower into the colorful clouds are sparse vegetation, and white rocks are exposed everywhere.

Above the peak, a wide white square is built. Behind the square is a magnificent golden hall stands.

At this moment, dozens of monks in various costumes were gathered in the hall, one by one, like a secular official, with a respectful expression on both sides of the hall.

Among these people are both octogenarians, young girls, middle-aged Confucian scholars, and rough man. Without exception, they are all Mahayana monks.

At this time, on the main seat in the middle of the hall, there was a young man in black uniform. He looked only 20 or 30 years old, with a very handsome appearance and extremely sharp eyes, but he was Fang Pan who was sent to Yunfu Realm to calm the beast tide.

"The Fang Xian Envoy, under the joint efforts of Fengxian Sect and Zhuo Yan Sect, many monks and sects on Dongliu Da 6 and Xichuan Da 6 have worked together to clean up, and the beast tide there has been completely suppressed. I believe that it will be completely wiped out in no time." An old man with a long beard in a gray and white Taoist robe stepped forward and said respectfully to the young man in black.

Almost everyone in the palace was full of awe for this immortal envoy from the immortal world. On the one hand, it was because this person's strength was unfathomable, and on the other hand, it was because his style of conduct was too ruthless and decisive.

Since he arrived at Yunfu Realm, he has vigorously introduced a number of measures to deal with the beast tide. He not only requires all major sects to strictly implement it, but also personally exercises the responsibility of supervision.

Several elders from several major sects in the hall were decisively killed by him because of his disadvantages in his work.

However, no one in the hall would have any resentment towards this immortal.

On the one hand, it is because of not daring, but on the other hand, it is because this person is extremely serious in dealing with the beast tide, and is even more concerned than those of the Yunfu Realm.

They have all seen Fang Xian Envoy himself many times, and they rushed into the beast tide with one person, killing several of the most ferocious female beasts hidden among them.

After hearing the person's report, Fang Pan nodded slightly. Just as he was about to speak, a yellow light suddenly appeared on his waistband and a rapid buzzing sound rang out.

His expression changed slightly, and he took out a circular transmission plate from his waist. With his spiritual sense, he swept towards it.

After a moment, his face became a little gloomy and finally, it became even more gloomy.

Seeing this, the people in the hall were very nervous and didn't even dare to show off their anger.

After putting away the magic plate, Fang Pan looked at everyone in the hall and shouted in a low voice:

"All of you, set off immediately and order all sects to mobilize all their strength. Be sure to clean up the remnants of the two beast tides above the 6 in the shortest time. Those who violate it will be killed!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, but they did not dare to have any objection. They took the order and left the hall.

After a while, the entire hall became empty, leaving only Fang Pan.

He turned his hand and took out a translucent white jade porcelain bottle, held it in front of him, looked at the drop of golden essence and blood that slowly slid along the wall of the bottle, and murmured to himself:

"So what if you can unlock the chain of the zodiac magic? Since you have returned to the fairy world, with this last drop of essence and blood, I can find your exact location. Just wait for this matter, I will go back and crush your bones and ashes with my own hands. This time, you will be killed..."

At the end of his speech, a trace of hideousness flashed between his eyebrows, and an extremely vicious look appeared in his eyes.

...

Time passed like a flash of time, and a whole year soon passed.

During this year, almost every night on Wumeng Island, silver beams of light hang down from the night sky to the island, and there are frequent noises on the island.

All the islanders knew that this was the reason why the shelter god from Wumeng Island was in seclusion and practicing.

At first, they were a little uncomfortable, but after a long time, they gradually got used to it. On the contrary, they didn't move any day, and he felt that he couldn't sleep well.

However, today night, the movement on the island was too great. Almost the entire island was trembling constantly. Even the waters near the island were affected, and huge waves surged.

Many islanders could not sleep, so they came to the statues of ancestor gods everywhere on the island and prayed sincerely.

At this time, in the small courtyard in the center of the island, Han Li, dressed in a blue dress, was sitting cross-legged in a white starlight, his eyes closed and his face full of solemn expression.

In front of him, the ground sitting opposite him was only transforming into a blue water light, and the power of faith in his body was transforming all the power of faith into magic power, constantly flowing into his body.

At this moment, Han Li's dantian was filled with the power of white stars everywhere, and a golden little man was floating in the white light.

The eight black chains that originally poked out from him were now gone, but replaced by a nearly solid blue-black chain extending from his lower abdomen.

This chain is the last chain condensed into the other eight chains before.

With the help of the formation, Han Li used the power of stars and magic power to wipe out the black fog crystal light on it for more than three months before finally erasing it completely, revealing its original body.

"call"

As Han Li thought, a crystal-clear axe condensed by the power of divine thoughts immediately emerged in his dantian. After suddenly lifting it up, it slashed heavily towards the chain.

With a "boom", it seemed like a thunder thunder exploded in Han Li's dantian.

I saw the giant axe of divine thought flying backwards, turning into a stream of crystal light and dispersing, while the blue and black chains were as smooth as before, without any trace.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected this situation to happen.

He shouted softly, and all the magic power in his body immediately swept out, absorbing all the stars in his dantian together, condensing it into a silver palm, and poking it out and grabbing it on the chain.

At the same time, under the operation of the magic refining technique, a huge wind and waves were also stirred up in his sea of ​​consciousness. The powerful power of the spiritual consciousness surged down, rushed into the dantian, and turned into a crystal giant hand, which also grabbed the chain.

After clenching the two giant hands, Han Li immediately pulled hard.

The black chain "clang" sounded, and immediately tensed into a straight line, and a severe pain also spread from the Nascent Soul.

He clenched his teeth and activated his spiritual power to pour into his dantian continuously. At the same time, his two giant hands pulled desperately without any relaxation.
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