This object is round, like a strange thing in the shape of a silkworm cocoon. The whole body exudes a dark light, but a blood-red evil ghost pattern appears on the surface of the silkworm cocoon.
The evil ghost has a single horn and three eyes, and is extremely ferocious.
This cocoon is naturally the result of the transformation of the Soul Crying Beast. Back then, the Soul Crying Beast once evolved and transformed into a black cocoon that looked like this. The evil ghost pattern that appeared on the cocoon was strikingly the same as the pattern on the back of the Soul Crying Beast.
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Han Li looked at the cocoon, touched his chin, and showed a hint of joy.
On the day of the fight, when he was sucked into the ghost space, he felt the thick yin energy permeating the space. Then countless evil spirits condensed and appeared, and led by a tall ghost king, they rushed towards him.
Upon seeing this, Han Li naturally released the Soul Crying Beast without hesitation.
With this beast's innate ability to eat souls, after the rays of light erupted from its nose, the ordinary ghost souls were swallowed directly into the belly without any resistance. Only the ghost king was quite troublesome, and he actually cultivated his body as if it were a substance.
The Soul Crying Beast Xiaguang was unable to move the opponent's body for a moment.
But after Han Li used his wind and thunder wings to escape behind the ghost unexpectedly, and injured him with an evil thunder, the result was completely different.
The ghost was injured and could no longer use secret techniques to solidify his essence. In the end, during the fight with Han Li, he was sucked in by the Soul Crying Beast.
After sucking in so many vicious souls in the space into its belly at once, and finally sucking in a ghost king whose strength was comparable to that of a god-forming monk, the Soul Crying Beast's original evolutionary bottleneck was immediately broken through, and it transformed into a black cocoon on the spot.
Fortunately, Han Li had seen him advance in a similar situation back then. Therefore, he was pleasantly surprised and did not panic.
He didn't care about killing all the evil spirits, so he used the Destruction Eye to forcefully penetrate the space, and ran out with the cocoon.
Now move the giant cocoon transformed by the crying soul into the beast room, and just wait for a while like the last evolution.
After Han Li took another deep look at the object, he left the house and went to the medicine garden again.
Nine-bend spiritual ginseng, dragon-scale fruit tree and other spiritual trees are rare elixirs even in the spiritual world, and Han Li is not allowed to be careless.
The only thing that doesn't exist is the Xuantian Immortal Vine that Han Li carefully cultivated.
As soon as this thing blossomed and bore fruit in the human world, after Han Li took away the fruit, the entire fairy boy immediately withered and turned into ashes.
What's even more incredible is that the several spiritual roots that were cut off from the innate fairy vines withered away at the same time.
His plan to repeatedly use the fairy tree came to nothing.
Han Li believed that not only the Xuantian spiritual root in his hand was destroyed, but also the other fairy vine spiritual roots in other people's hands.
It seems that the laws of heaven and earth in a world are originally unique.
It is absolutely impossible for two identical Xuantian Immortal Vine to appear, nor for two identical and similar laws of heaven and earth to appear in a certain world.
Even those cultivators with great magical powers such as those in the spiritual world who transform gods and refining the void can only slightly comply with the laws and use the vitality of heaven and earth in the next world. When it comes to controlling the laws, it is estimated that they are already in the Mahayana period and are about to undergo tribulation.
Only those who can truly touch the matter can do so.
Or those powerful beings like the true spirits of heaven and earth can also control some!
This shows that Xuantian’s things have a heaven-defying existence.
Han Li couldn't help but feel hot in his heart when he thought of the Xuantian thing that he had spent hundreds of years finally obtaining.
Since he obtained this heaven-defying treasure, he has never had time to study it carefully due to the problems of ascension and loss of mana.
There is still some time before he returns to Tianyuan City to report, which is enough for him to do a little research on the Xuantian Immortal Vine Fruit.
Therefore, after placing all necessary restrictions outside the cave, Han Li walked into the secret room and sat cross-legged on a green futon.
Turning his palm, a box as white as jade appeared in his hand.
The surface of this jade box is densely covered with seven or eight forbidden talismans, flashing with various auras.
After Han Li hesitated for a moment, he tore off the talisman and slowly opened the lid of the box.
An object several inches long, shining with pale white light, suddenly appeared in the box.
He stretched out a hand, took the object out of the jade box, put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look, and touched it a few times with his fingers.
This thing is somewhat slender and oblate, with an extremely smooth surface, a little yellowish, but one end is slightly blunt, and the other end is as flat as a knife, like a small oblate wooden stick.
But the whole body is only half a foot long!
But on the surface of this stick, there are some unknown dark green patterns all over, which look like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood. It feels slightly elastic and warm to the touch.
This strange stick is the fruit that Han Li harvested from the Xuantian Immortal Vine.
According to the humanoid puppet responsible for cultivating it, the fruit did not look like this at first sight. It was a round fruit glowing with white light. However, after being cultivated with green liquid for many years, it grew like this for unknown reasons.
appearance.
This made Han Li a little speechless when he first saw this strange thing.
When he first got this thing, he played with it a little. Although the time was short, he was still amazed by the strangeness of this thing. However, because he was busy with ascension at that time, he did not go into details.
Research.
After pondering for a moment, Han Li held up the object with one hand, stretched out a finger with the other hand, and a green light flashed from his fingertip, and lightly touched the surface of the "stick".
The cyan spiritual light trembled for a while, as if it had hit some kind of restriction, and spread out with a "bah" sound, unable to penetrate the surface at all.
Han Li raised his eyebrows, with a look on his face that said he was still like this.
This Xuantian spiritual object originally rejected the injection of spiritual energy, and no spiritual power of any kind could be injected into it.
After Han Li pondered for a while, he raised his eyebrows. The palm of his hand holding the object shone with golden light, and he squeezed it hard with his five fingers.
A strange scene appeared. Han Li easily grasped the object in his hand and deformed it. His fingers were deeply dug into it, as if it were dough.
But when Han Li released his fingers, the "little stick" in his hand instantly returned to its original shape.
Its flexibility cannot be said to be astonishing.
The corner of Han Li's mouth twitched, and he suddenly opened his mouth, and a thin golden thread spurted out, wrapped around the object in Han Li's hand, and then returned to his mouth.
There is no trace at all on the surface of the "stick", just like the sword thread formed by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword is simply a phantom.
At this moment, Han Li was a little moved. But without hesitation, he flicked his fingers, and after a thunderbolt, a golden arc struck the "stick".
After a soft "pop" sound, the electric arc rebounded and hit a corner of the secret room, exploding.
The sound of thunder made the entire stone room tremble slightly.
Han Li frowned, but he immediately grabbed hold of it with his other hand without saying a word.
With a "bang" sound, a silver fireball as big as an egg appeared in the palm of his hand.
Han Li threw the "stick" into the fireball without hesitation.
Something that depressed Han Li happened again!
"Stick" Fang Yi shot at the fireball, and the fiercely burning fireball exploded into dots of silver flames that spread out in all directions. They condensed again in another low sky a few feet away and turned into the soul-eating firebird.