Chapter 607 Mysterious River
When Han Li heard this voice, his expression changed suddenly.
Before he could do anything, the light suddenly shone on the crystal wall, and a huge vortex appeared, rumbled and started.
A boom!
A huge suction force suddenly emerged from the vortex, covering Han Li's body.
This suction force is extremely huge, far better than the previous several times, and his body was sucked up.
But the next moment, the suction force covering Han Li's body suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He felt a pain in his mind, and then his soul was sucked in without any resistance, his eyes turned dark and he lost consciousness.
It took a long time before Han Li's consciousness slowly woke up from the chaotic state. He looked around and suddenly exclaimed.
At this moment, he was in a gray space, with a dark red wasteland below, extending to the end of his vision.
There is no grass growing on the wasteland, and there are only endless sand and stones wherever you see it.
And above the wasteland, a silver crystal river was lying in the air, flowing by, making waves of muffled thunder.
After a closer look, what flows in the river is not a river water, but a group of light like droplets.
Han Li looked around, looking surprised, but he didn't move immediately.
This time, the soul shuttle seems to feel different from the previous few times?
The surrounding environment is filled with a mysterious aura.
The eyes that appeared on the palm sky bottle before passing by, and the hazy sound appeared in his mind.
He was not unfamiliar with the eyes, and it was the bottle spirit of the Palm Heaven Bottle.
As for that sentence, most of them were said by the Bottle Spirit.
What does Ping Ling mean? It seems to be a bit expectant and a warning.
Han Li thought about it and had no clue, and there seemed to be no bottle spirit around him, so he shook his head, put this thought aside, and no longer thought about it.
When he shook his head, he suddenly discovered another problem.
He seemed not possessed by anyone at this moment, but was suspended in the air in the form of a mass of soul.
"This..." His mind fluctuated and countless thoughts turned around in an instant.
All of this should be caused by the golden ring condensed by the three powers of the law of time before. The thing seemed to trigger a deeper change in the Palm Sky Bottle.
After understanding these things, Han Li calmed down and looked around.
There is only endless wasteland around it, and there is no place worth exploring.
He quickly withdrew his gaze, moved his body, flew towards the big river in mid-air, and soon arrived nearby.
The distance is closer, and I can see this river more clearly.
The river flows from the end of the vision ahead and disappears into the sky at the other end. There is no end to see. Countless balls of water droplets flow in the river, densely packed, endless, countless, countless.
These light balls are big and small, the big ones are as big as millstones, while the small ones are like rice grains.
No matter how big or small, these water droplets are flashing in the light balls, like a lantern, but the light balls are flowing very quickly and cannot be seen clearly.
The entire river emits an indescribable mysterious aura, majestic and vast, carrying the torrent formed by the light balls, flowing forward.
Han Li was shocked by the scene in the river. After a while, he recovered. He approached the river carefully again and looked towards a huge drop of water flowing by.
A yellow desert vaguely appeared on this drop of water, changing rapidly and unable to see clearly.
Han Li hesitated for a moment and sent out a spiritual sense to fall on the water drop, trying to see the image on the water drop clearly.
But at this moment, the water drop seemed to be stimulated, and the light suddenly burst out, and suddenly emitted a huge devouring force.
With a "swoosh", Han Li's entire soul was swallowed by water droplets without any resistance.
His eyes turned dark and he lost consciousness again. It took him a lot of time to slowly recover.
"...This person's strength is really terrifying. We five-star messengers joined forces and were still killed by him." A panting voice came into Han Li's consciousness, and a sensation of terror was faintly revealed.
"This man's magic refining technique has reached the peak of the fifth level, which is naturally extraordinary. Fellow Daoist Gu, Fellow Daoist Lin and others tried to compete for merit and rushed up without any defense. It was really stupid. But thanks to the three idiots who restrained this person, we would not be able to capture his son and make him feel jealous." Another sharp voice sounded, which sounded a little lacking in energy, but he was sneering.
"Fellow Daoist Gu and the other three were killed. We suffered heavy losses on this trip. Will you blame me?" The voice asked worriedly at the beginning.
"No, our Supervisory Immortal Envoy is carrying out a dangerous mission. What are the fears of a few people? As long as our brothers send the head of Lu Renji to the adults, there will definitely be a reward." The sharp voice smiled proudly.
Han Li was shocked when he heard the conversation between the two and immediately restrained his soul and soul.
After he stabilized his soul, he quietly sensed the situation around him.
He was possessed on a corpse just like the previous few times.
The corpse is a middle-aged man in black robe with disheveled hair and long cheeks, like a jackal. Although he is dead at this moment, he still gives people a sense of fierceness.
At this moment, he was lying in a yellow desert, with holes surrounding the ground, and countless large pits were scattered, some of which were dozens of miles in size.
Thick smoke surged out from some large pits, emitting a scent of sulfur from underground magma.
It was obvious that it had experienced an extremely fierce battle not long ago.
Two men wearing golden armor stood nearby. The patterns on the golden armor were the symbol of the heavenly court.
One of them is a tall old man with a high eyebrows and a cold expression on his face.
The other person is a short and fat young man with a round head and a round face, and he has no hair on his head, but he is a bald head.
Both of them looked a little pale at this moment, especially the short and fat young man, with a blood mark coming from the corner of his mouth and a little tattered golden armor on his body.
Further away, three corpses in golden armor were scattered.
Han Li only glanced out and immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness, lurking deeper into the mind of the corpse.
Although he only took a look, he could sense the aura of the tall old man and the short and fat young man.
Both of them are in Taiyi realm, and their cultivation is far above the Gongshu period at the time, at least in the middle stage of Taiyi, and maybe even in the late stage of Taiyi.
From the conversation just now, Han Li knew that these two were the Immortal Envoys of the Heavenly Court. If they found another soul in the corpse, they would definitely kill him immediately.
His soul traveled here because of the Palm Sky Bottle. He didn't know what the consequences would be if he was killed here, but he thought it wouldn't be a good thing.
Just as Han Li's soul lurked deep in the black-robed man's mind, a sudden change arises.
A huge heat suddenly surged out of the man in black robe's mind and merged into his soul.
This hot stream was an extremely pure and huge power of spiritual consciousness. Han Li's soul immediately seemed to be inflating, and it quickly rose.
In the huge spiritual consciousness, there were also fragments of memory, which were from the man in black robe, and it quickly integrated into Han Li's mind.
Perhaps Han Li had experienced several times of shuttle, and his soul had become accustomed to all this. Although he was constantly integrating into the memory of the man in black robe, he did not feel much pain and easily tolerated these memories.
Han Li's soul easily accommodated these memory fragments, but this power of consciousness was too huge. It only merged into Han Li's soul and stopped.
The remaining power of spiritual consciousness surrounds the soul, forming a crystal clear white cloud, and it runs rapidly along an extremely mysterious trajectory.
Han Li was overjoyed. This power of spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful, far better than his own. Moreover, the way this power of spiritual consciousness was the fifth level of the magic refining technique.
Over the years, he has also been practicing the fifth level of magical arts.
But the fifth level of magic refining magic is extremely obscure and difficult, far beyond his expectations.
He practiced hard for hundreds of years, but his progress was still not great.
At this moment, I felt the operation of this power of spiritual consciousness, and for a moment, many difficulties in the past practice suddenly became clear and I felt enlightened.
But at this moment, Han Li didn't care about carefully understanding these things.
He suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly raised his hand and slashed out.
A dazzling black light ejected from his palm, but it was a black flying sword.
The black light emitted by the flying sword suddenly lit up, and a blur disappeared without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, countless black sword lights appeared silently out of thin air, turning into a huge sword mountain, pressing towards the tall old man and the short and fat young man.
The man in black robe had a lot of changes in his mind, and it was impossible to hide it from the two people next to him.
Sure enough, the tall old man and the short and fat young man looked at the corpse on the ground at this moment, with a look of shock on his face, and hurriedly ejaculated backwards.
However, neither of them noticed that a ray of crystal light flew out from Han Li's eyebrows and flashed into the void and disappeared.
"You are not dead yet? Impossible!" The tall old man shouted in disbelief and grabbed Han Li's void with one hand.
Countless blue ripples swarmed out from its palms, and flashed into a huge blue dragon phantom, pounced towards the Black Sword Mountain.
The huge blue dragon's body rolled up and immediately entangled the Black Sword Mountain.
A strange cold force suddenly burst out from the dragon's phantom, and ice spirals appeared in the nearby void, and the entire void was frozen in an instant.
A blue light flashed on the Black Sword Mountain and suddenly stopped, and it was frozen there, with a thick layer of blue ice crystals appearing on the surface.
A hint of fear appeared in the short and fat young man's eyes, but he shouted loudly and waved his arms at this moment.
A clear sound sounded, and two red lights flew out from his sleeves, but two red Wu hooks were there.
Wu Gou is three feet long, and the whole body is shining with red flames, faintly condensed into red flame flowers, emitting a terrifying hot breath.
The two Wu hooks trembled into two red stunning rainbows, and they took a turn and slashed towards Han Li.
Han Li slapped his hand on the ground, and his body flew out like a piece of light paper. Then he twisted it strangely and turned into a black shadow, flying through the two shocking rainbows in an incomprehensible manner.
"On!" A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he made a sudden gesture with both hands.
The void flashed behind the tall old man, and several crystal chains flew out of thin air, sank into his head in one flash.
The old man showed a look of horror on his face, and he raised his hands and was about to do something.
But the next moment, the spirit in his eyes suddenly faded away, and his expression appeared to be confused, and his flying body also stopped, as if a stone statue was standing there.
Chapter completed!