Not far behind him, there was a sunken place. It was a hundred feet wide, and it was completely bare and barren of grass. At first glance, it was definitely not a natural formation.
Han Li's expression changed, but he released his spiritual consciousness first and quickly searched everything within twenty or thirty miles, but found no trace of other monks. Then he looked at the depression with confidence and walked slowly over.
Standing at the edge of the depression, Han Li looked carefully, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
This is not a depression at all, but a very neat round pit.
The pit was very gray, and there was so much dust accumulated that it was impossible to see anything clearly.
Han Li stared at the big pit for a while, looking thoughtful.
But after a moment, he made a hand seal and raised his hand, and a hurricane of more than ten feet high formed out of thin air in front of him.
Han Li mouthed the word "go" and flicked his sleeves.
Immediately, the hurricane swept away the dust on the ground and roared towards the center of the pit.
Wherever this wind passed, all the gravel and dust were swept away. In a moment, the true appearance of the stone pit was revealed.
There are stone walls below, with a dark red lava-like surface and extremely smooth.
"This is……"
Han Li could tell at a glance that it was clearly formed by high-temperature fire. Then he thought of the shape of the pit.
He thought for a moment, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
Could it be that this is a huge pit caused by a fireball similar to the fire bomb technique? If he releases a fire ball and hits the stone wall, a similar stone pit will also appear, but the area is only a few feet in size at most. Compared with this hundred feet
Compared to the stone pit, it pales in comparison.
Could this be the magical power of the ancient monks? It is really so powerful.
Han Li thought for a long time, then took a long breath and shook his head.
He thought too much. This pit may have been formed by the attack of some fire-attributed ancient treasure. But even so, the magical powers of ancient monks are indeed not comparable to those of today's immortal cultivators.
Then, Han Li walked slowly around the stone pit and found nothing special, so he stopped and looked up at the sky.
It should be noon now, but the dazzling sun that was there before the transmission did not appear in the sky. Instead, there were endless yellow clouds, emitting a faint light.
Han Li was not surprised. He had seen this kind of situation many times.
This is the result of some kind of ban covering the entire sky. According to his estimation, I am afraid that it cannot rise too high now, otherwise the ban will be triggered.
Despite this expectation, Han Li flicked his fingers, and a golden gold-eating insect that he had taken out at some point shot out of his hand and flew straight into the air.
Han Li raised his head and looked at the insect, his face expressionless.
Sure enough, when the insect only flew fifty or sixty feet above the ground, a bolt of blue lightning fell out of the air and hit the gold-eating insect.
The insect immediately rolled and fell directly from the air, but when it fell to a height of seven to eight feet, it spread its wings again and returned to normal as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this scene, Han Li looked thoughtful, and then used his spiritual consciousness to recall the flying insects.
After he identified the person below, his whole body flashed with spiritual light, and he slowly flew westward in a ball of blue light.
In such a weird place, he didn't dare to use full escape speed. Otherwise, if he bumped into some restriction or space crack, he would be seeking death.
With appointments with both Zi Ling and Nanlong Hou, Han Li prepared to do two things one by one.
Among them, Lingzhuguo was put a little behind. He first united with Nanlong Hou to destroy the fire toad beast.
Although people from the Ghost Spirit Sect must have looked for the Spirit Candle Fruit after entering the valley, Han Li didn't believe that he could find the fruit right away based on the vague memory of the Nascent Soul who escaped from the valley. He didn't know how long it would take.
Woolen cloth.
Moreover, even if he goes through all the trouble to find this spiritual fruit, he must make an elixir as soon as he picks it, and then after taking the elixir, he must meditate to release the medicinal power.
This delay is not just a few days.
In this way, Han Li naturally obtained the Fire Toad Inner Elixir, which was extremely important to Nangong Wan. Then he could go looking for the Spirit Candle Fruit with peace of mind.
What's more, he is also very interested in the treasures on the remains of the ancient monks guarded by the ancient fire toad beast.
While Han Li was thinking about it, he did not hesitate to expend all his energy to fully open his consciousness. At the same time, the blue light in his eyes flashed from time to time, and his Mingqing Spiritual Eyes were also used to prevent restrictions and space cracks from hiding from his consciousness, and he could not help himself.
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Although it is still unclear where he is in the outer valley, it is obviously not too far away from other monks.
Although the teleportation array is a random teleportation, it is also a random teleportation within a certain range.
Han Li had no intention of meeting the other monks, but was going to the far west of Fallen Demon Valley to join Nanlong Hou and others.
According to Nanlong Hou, although he also obtained the method of Master Cangkun to enter the valley, this method requires certain risks and a certain loss of vitality before he can enter the valley. The only advantage of this method is that he does not need to identify himself.
As soon as you enter the valley, you can follow the route Master Cang Kun used to enter the valley and sneak into the inner valley.
After Han Li thought about it, he still used the ghost spirit gate method to enter the valley.
After all, the Ghost Spirit Sect dared to sell Demon Falling Orders on a large scale, so it must have some confidence in the method of entering the valley. Han Li naturally wanted to choose a safer one.
Now it seems that the method of ghost spirit gate entering this outer valley is really smooth. But on the way there, he may have to take some risks.
While Han Li was thinking about it, he kept looking around. Suddenly he stopped, stared ahead, and frowned.
But his expression immediately returned to normal and he continued to fly forward, but his speed was unknowingly slowed down by three points.
After flying more than a hundred feet, Han Li stopped and looked at a white light fox suspended in the air in the distance, and couldn't help but pursed his lips.
This is a light fox about ten feet long, thick in the middle and thin at the ends, in the shape of a crescent. It hangs silently in the air, not emitting a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations.
Han Lizai looked at the arc of light carefully, then suddenly raised his arm and made a light slash forward in the void.
A blue sword energy appeared out of thin air above the light fox, and then fell hard down.
There was a "boom" and a flash of green light.
But as soon as the sword energy came into contact with the light fox, it immediately disappeared, as if it had been swallowed up. The arc of light was still hanging in the air as if nothing had happened, without any change.
Han Li nodded. It seemed that this was the so-called space crack.
If it is so obvious, it is easy to avoid. But it is said that there are invisible space cracks, which is a bit troublesome. And just after walking a little distance, I saw this crack immediately. It means that there are space cracks in the entire Falling Demon Valley.
The ground is indeed everywhere. If you are not careful, you will definitely be in bad luck.
Han Li thought solemnly in his heart.
Then his body swayed, and the flying light drew a large arc, bypassing the crack, and continued to fly away without paying attention.
…
What Han Li didn't know was that more than a hundred miles away, a chubby old man was also staring at the arc of light that was about a foot long but much smaller in front of him, muttering similar words.
"It's really dangerous. I actually teleported to the side of the space crack. If it were deflected by another ten feet, my life would be in danger. It seems that there are really a lot of space cracks in the Falling Demon Valley. I really need to add more.
A little bit more careful."
The old man was talking to himself and his face turned a little pale.
Then he also observed the surroundings, and after using his spiritual consciousness to confirm that there was no danger, he determined a direction, and with a flash of light on his body, he flew five or six feet away, preparing to leave here.
Suddenly a white light lit up on the way.
The old man didn't even utter a scream, and his body split into two instantly.
The two corpses were filled with a thick smell of blood and fell into the dust. The old man's face was full of disbelief and unwillingness before he died.
And this space crack that had just appeared, its brilliance was completely suppressed, and it slowly became transparent and invisible. If anyone comes again, they will not be able to discover its existence.
…
In another place, three monks in brocade robes were sweating profusely and flying back and forth among the rocks. However, no matter which direction they went, as soon as they flew dozens of feet away, seven-colored clouds would appear.
, blocking the way.
"No, we can't get out like this. Those bastards from the Ghost Spirit Sect actually teleported the three of us into this restricted area. After our brothers get out, we must settle the score with them." One of the three of them said.
A big man with a scarred face finally couldn't help but stop hiding and began to curse.
"Huh, just worry about it. The Ghost Spirit Sect is afraid that the monks from our small sect will cause trouble. Besides, they said from the beginning that the teleportation is random. Even if it is teleported into a space crack, you are considered unlucky.
Fortunately, although this restriction is powerful, it does not seem to be an attack type. We can always get out slowly and slowly." Another monk with high cheekbones also stopped and said coldly.
"But in this case, wouldn't the treasures in the valley be taken over by others? You know, the three of us can only look for treasures in the outer valley. Going to the inner valley is asking for death. And in order to buy this living pendant
Magic order, we are going to be completely bankrupt." The scarred man said while shaking his head repeatedly.
"If this is the case, the only way to break the restriction is to use brute force. Although this restriction looks a bit magical, the restriction in Waigu is not that powerful no matter how powerful it is. In this case, although more mana will be consumed, it will not
Finally, we can go out soon." After a moment of hesitation, the monk with high cheekbones said.
"Okay, that's all. Second brother, your magic weapon is an attack type, so it all depends on you. The two of me will assist you." Another dark-faced monk, after thinking about it, nodded in agreement.
road.
"Leave this matter to me. Just a few blows will be enough to destroy this ghost thing." Hearing this, the big man said in high spirits.
Then he opened his mouth and spit out a ball of yellow light, which contained a small, square stone seal, about the size of an inch.
The big man made a seal with both hands and pointed at the seal. Suddenly the stone seal swelled up in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it was several feet in size.
The other two released one red and one white respectively, and two flying swords came out with flashes of light.