Compared to the time when Shi Chuankong took the treasure, the three immortal weapons at this moment no longer had the feeling of being shrouded in invisible fluctuations before. What only existed between them was a faint and strange aura.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, he stretched out with one hand, and grabbed the golden compass closest to him.

This time, there was no stranger, and Han Li easily took the treasure of the Zhenyan Sect to his hands.

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

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

The space cracks that had slowly expanded before have soared almost at the same time, expanding several times.

Two slight "puff" sounds sounded, and a large bunch of blood burst out from Fenglin's neck, and suddenly fell into various places like blood rain. Gui Tian's body also heard a "hiss" sound, and grey smoke gushed out from it.

The two involved had no time to figure out what happened, and their figure was swallowed up by the expanded space crack.

The rest of the people were shocked and moved their bodies and dodged them.

The Heat Immortal Lord avoided the space crack not far away. He thought of his short memories before, and felt palpitations. If Han Li had not helped him, his condition would not be much better than those two people at this moment.

Han Li suddenly felt that his whole body relaxed. When he went to see the Truth Wheel again, the three time crystal silks had burned out.

He flashed, rushed forward again, raised his palm and grabbed the Mirava scripture.

"Boom"

But just as his palm was about to touch the sutra, a violent fluctuation of space came.

A black crack that was far more terrifying than the previous space cracks came out from the Miluo Sutra and Luozha Pipa, and directly swallowed half of the hall.

The Mira Sutra Banner and Luozha Pipa also fell into it one after another, falling towards the deep darkness.

Han Li looked at the huge space crack that looked like a cliff in the abyss, and sighed in his heart. Although he was reluctant to leave, he was unwilling to risk his life. He put the Truth Wheel into his body and fled from here after a crazy reversal.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw that Shi Chuankong had a strange silver-black armor covered with some unknown time. His body was blurred and his body disappeared in a flash.

Han Li felt something, turned his head and looked into the abyss rift, and saw a blurred trace suddenly appear next to Luozha's pipa, and it was Shi Chuankong.

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

"madman……"

After Han Li cursed inwardly, he ignored him and turned around and flew out of the hall.

In front of him, the Heat Immortal Lord, Su Liu and others had already fled outside the hall. There was only a white bone skeleton with a gray robe walking backwards, and after passing by Han Li, he went straight to Shi Chuankong.

The skeleton, called "Mr. Bone" by other gray immortals, had a shiny bone staff in his hand. As it suddenly surged, it turned into a white bone sickle that was more than ten feet long, and drew a huge sickle shadow in the void and cut towards the stone through the air.

Shi Chuankong barely escaped from the abyss rift, his face turned pale, and his silver and black armor all over his body seemed to have exhausted his spiritual energy, and his light was extremely dim. Not to mention resisting this attack, it was impossible to avoid it.

A decisive look appeared on his face, and a white sharp bone in his palm burst out, and a large amount of silver-glowed red blood flowed out from it. He tweaked Luo Zha's pipa, buckled his fingers slightly, and plucked heavily on the strings.

"Zheng..."

An indescribable sharp voice sounded.

Han Li was about to jump out of the hall gate when 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 there.

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

When I turned around, I could not see Shi Chuankong and Mr. Gu at all. I could only see the already chaotic void, which became even more fragmented, and huge whirlpools, either extremely dark or misty, emerged from all over the place, completely tearing the entire hall apart.

Han Li felt bitter in his heart. It was too late to burn the time crystal silk. One of the gray fog vortexes with a huge radius of hundreds of feet expanded rapidly, swallowing him in like a giant mouth swallowing the sky.

He felt as if he had fallen into a rapidly rotating vortex, spinning in the sky and darkness, and his whole body seemed to be disbanding, and even his consciousness gradually dissipated.

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

He held his palm under him and barely sat up, but he felt extremely dry at the beginning, and his hands were covered with delicate dust.

Holding the soreness all over his body, Han Li raised his palm and looked in front of him, but his vision was blurred and he could not focus on his palm at all.

He shook his head heavily and secretly started to practice the magic technique. After a long time, his consciousness gradually became clear.

After his vision returned to normal, he saw that his hands were covered with a layer of grayish-white dust. After rubbing his fingers, the dust was slightly bonded together.

He frowned, slapped the dust in his palm, turned his head and glanced at the surroundings. Wherever he saw, the ground was covered with grayish-white dust, and there was no limit to his sight.

What is this place?

The scene of being sucked in by the space vortex surged into his heart, and Han Li couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The sky curtain connecting with the horizon looks gloomy, and there seems to be a layer of extremely thick lead-gray clouds on it, pressing the skyline very low, giving birth to the illusion that it is only a hundred feet between heaven and earth.

In the depths of the clouds, three dim lights could be seen hanging high, as if there were three suns.

The extremely low sky curtain, the grayish-white tones around him, and the indescribable smell in the surrounding air made him feel very uncomfortable, and he felt an extremely depressing feeling in his heart.

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

He suddenly realized that the feeling of being in harmony with heaven and earth that had been maintained in his body disappeared, and his body could not absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Could it be that the spiritual orifices in the body were closed? Han Li was shocked and quickly closed his eyes and began to investigate carefully.

After a while, his eyes slowly opened, his heart slightly relaxed, but his eyes couldn't help but become solemn. His spiritual orifice was nothing unusual, and the problem was the environment he was in at the moment.

In the world around him, no spiritual energy was retained. Instead, there were strands of evil energy mixed in the air. When he woke up, he thought it was the evil energy in his body, but now he realized that it was the world that was causing it.

Han Li's eyes were calm, and he turned his hand and took out a yellow elixir and took it, and then he slowly stood up.

"No matter what, you have to figure out where this is first..." He pondered secretly, his eyes lit up, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly expanded and he went to explore all directions.

"Huh..." After a moment, he exclaimed lightly and looked in one direction.

As the sky was low, he could only see a gray scene. After thinking for a while, the light of his body lit up, rose from the ground, and flew towards the other side.

After about ten miles of flying, Han Li was hanging in the sky, and a blurred figure appeared at the end of his sight, as if he was trapped in a strange gray-brown area.

He frowned and flew towards the other side. The closer he got, the clearer the figure became. He was a handsome man in a purple robe and rolled like snow, but it was Shi Chuankong.

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

Han Li glanced at him and felt that the level of evil spirit in the swamp was several times that in the air. While pulling Shi Chuankong's body into the depths of the swamp, he was also invading his body wildly.

If it weren't for the purple jade spirit pendant hanging around his waist, who would still protect his master with his own spirituality without anyone urging him, his body would have been completely destroyed by the evil spirit at this moment.

However, the purple jade spiritual pendant is a dead object after all, and it is impossible to maintain it for a long time without the support of magic power. At this time, the spiritual light scattered on the surface has become very faint and will be consumed in a short time, and it will not be able to protect the stones from passing through the sky.

Before this, his body would completely sink into the swamp and disappear from this world from then on.

Han Li's impression of this person is average and he even wants to deliberately alienate him. On the one hand, he does not want the other party to show his true identity, but on the other hand, he feels that this person's identity is secret and cannot be deeply connected.

But if there is any hostility towards it, there is no way to talk about it.

So after hesitating for a while, Han Li rolled his sleeves and swung a green light to wrap his body around, trying to pull it out of the swamp.

However, as he pulled, he suddenly felt a powerful force, which pulled Shi Chuankong's body like a tug of war with him, and pulled him down toward the bottom of the swamp.

Han Li was shocked, his eyes flashed with purple light, and he hurriedly looked down at Shi Chuankong's body.

When he used his spiritual sense to explore it, he just felt that there were faint spiritual fluctuations and a relatively strong evil aura here, but he did not realize that there was any monster hidden again.

As the Nine Nether Demon Eyes stared at, Han Li's eyes flashed suddenly, and his body was like lightning, sweeping straight towards the sky.

As soon as he flew into the sky, the earth beneath him trembled violently, and the gray-brown swamp was undulating violently, and huge bubbles kept popping out and rising upwards.

Immediately afterwards, Han Li saw the earth under him split and turned into nearly a hundred areas of more than ten feet in size. He looked like black lotus petals, and raised and closed in layers towards the center.

If Han Li had not noticed the abnormal situation in advance and fled, he would have been swallowed up at this moment.

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

"What the hell is this..." Han Li cursed inwardly, and a sword light was already lit up in his hand.

When he waved his arms, a sharp blue sword energy slashed towards the strange swamp below under the wraps of golden electric wires.

"Si Lala..."

After a golden light flashed, bursts of "cuckoo" sounds came from the dark brown swamp, and then a "boom" sound burst.

Han Li reversed the real wheel in his body, flashed continuously, and kept shuttled through the explosive fragments of the swamp. After coming to Shi Chuankong's side, he grabbed his clothes on his chest and retreated.

When he flew out more than a hundred feet, a burning pain suddenly came from Han Li's arm. When he looked at it, he found that Shi Chuankong's back had dozens of black tentacles as thick as a tail finger. Hundreds of black crystal silks as fibrous as silk had split out from it, and many of them had already climbed onto their arms.

With the appearance of the burning pain, Han Li also felt a powerful evil aura, rushing wildly into his body along the tiny wounds.

He frowned, and with a thought, a silver light appeared on his shoulders, and a silver flame man flashed out from it, and he stroked his arm and fell on the black crystal silks.

As soon as he touched the black crystal silk, he opened his mouth and vomited it suddenly. A blazing silver flame lit up deep in his throat, gushing out, spreading along the crystal silk to the black tentacles of Shi Chuankong's body, and burning wildly.

As a pungent smell spread, the black tentacles immediately separated from Shi Chuankong's body and fell into the swamp below.

"It's all burned..." Han Li shouted softly.

The silver flame man immediately jumped up in the air, spread his arms in the air, and immediately turned into an extremely huge silver flame bird, dived downward, and smashed into the ground with a bang.

The silver red flames immediately spread, swallowing up all areas within a radius of hundreds of feet.

Han Li hovered high and saw the ground below tremors that it began to collapse little by little, eventually forming a huge pit of hundreds of feet in radius.

The silver flame bird retreated successfully, flew back, turned into a silver flame villain again, landed on Han Li's shoulder, with a small face slightly wrinkled, without the joy of returning from triumphant return in the past.

"Don't you like the environment here?" Han Li turned his head and looked at him, asking tentatively.

The silver flame nodded quickly.

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

The silver flame villain immediately flashed and disappeared on Han Li's shoulder.

Han Li put away the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, looked down at the stone Guankong that was being held in his hand, and then his neck was black, and it was obvious that his evil spirit had been invaded.

He frowned, found a direction and flew away, away from here.

Han Li opened the Jiuyou Demon Eyes throughout the journey, searching for a safe gray-white rocky beach, and his figure flew down.

After landing, he turned Shi Chuankong's body over. After checking, he found that his evil aura had accumulated a lot of depression. In addition, he seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries in the ruins of the Zhenyan Sect before, so he could not wake up on his own at this moment.

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

"Forget it... Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west. Whether you can wake up and recover depends on your own luck." Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly and he murmured.

After saying that, when he turned his wrist, a longan-eye-sized pill appeared in his palm, and a faint spicy smell radiated on it, which was the "Susha Pill" he had refined before.

This pill is not easy to refine, and it has a very powerful effect in removing evil spirits. Unfortunately, for Han Li, it is a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause. It has always been used as a means to control the backlash of evil spirits, and it consumes a lot. Now there are only two left, including this one.

After a little thought, Han Li picked up the pill and stuffed it into Shi Chuankong's mouth. He raised his hand and pressed it on his throat, guiding the pill to fall into his abdomen.

"Uh..." Shi Chuankong's brows frowned, his face full of pain, and a difficult sound came out in his throat.

At the wound behind it, bursts of "hissing" sounds came, and wisps of black evil spirits rose out of it.

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

He first checked the injuries on his arm. Seeing that there was nothing serious, he turned his hand and took out an immortal stone and held it in the palm of his hand, absorbing the immortal spirit power contained in it.

In this area, if you cannot recover the spiritual power of the heaven and earth by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you can only replenish it in this way.

...

As time passed by bit by bit, the sky quickly became darker, gray-white mist began to spread around, and the evil spirit contained in it also began to become stronger.

Han Li slowly opened his eyes, glanced around, and took out the array disks and flags and arranged them around.

After embedding the spirit stone, a layer of light golden hemispherical light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering the two of them.

Han Li glanced at Shi Chuankong and felt that he was still in a coma, not looking like he was about to wake up. He just frowned and loosened a little, as if he was not as painful as he was at the beginning.

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

Han Li withdrew his gaze and looked into the sky with some sense. He saw that the thick clouds seemed thicker under the night sky, like the sky covered, and the feeling of depression was even better than that during the day.
Chapter completed!