"Of course. I'm not interested in knowing anything else. This deal is settled. This place is a bit eye-catching. Come with me to another place and cast the spell again." Han Li showed a smile on his face, and without waiting for the other party's consent, he sleeved
He brushed his robe on the young man's face.
A piece of green cloud flew out and covered Fengyue's head directly. The young man suddenly turned over and fell, but was wrapped up by the green cloud and floated gently up.
Although Han Li's cultivation has been sealed, he is still very proficient in the use of magic skills, which is not comparable to the foundation-building monks.
At this time, the dark cloud transformed by the second Nascent Soul also flew out from the forest on the side. After a flash, it reappeared in front of Han Li in the form of a baby. One hand was still holding the three-sided thorn, and the other hand was holding the thorn.
The spirit of the old man with eagle eyes.
"It's useless to keep it, just destroy it." Han Li glanced at the old man's soul and said casually without emotion.
When the second Nascent Soul heard this, he grinned playfully, and black-green flames suddenly appeared in his clenched hands.
The green light group trembled and silently turned into a puff of blue smoke in the flames.
At the same time, Han Li also flicked his finger, and a fireball the size of an egg hit the remains of the old man's body.
Flames shot into the sky, and the old man with eagle eyes disappeared in both form and spirit from this world.
Then, Han Li reached out and struck the ground again, and a storage bag and the flaming red sword flew into his hand.
After cleaning up the other obvious traces, Han Li flew into the sky with Fengyue's royal weapon and escaped to the pile of rocks where he had been meditating.
Before his cultivation was unsealed, he naturally had no choice but to be more careful.
But speaking of it, Han Li is quite depressed now.
Although his spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, comparable to that of a monk in the later stage of Nascent Soul. But under normal circumstances, he does not dare to release his spiritual consciousness too far. Instead, he has to take the initiative to restrain most of it. Otherwise, if he is accidentally caught by the great immortal,
If a master or other immortal master who practices spiritual consciousness and secret skills finds out, it will really be a dead end.
However, if we only shrink our spiritual consciousness nearby, we still don't know whether we might be bullied by high-level alien cultivators into the vicinity.
When he was breeding gold-eating insects in the middle of the grassland, he was discovered partly because he was a little lax and careless. But more importantly, it was also because he shrank his spiritual consciousness close to him. As a result, the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul pursued him.
The demon-killing beast flew in, and its speed was as fast as that of a monk in the late Yuan Ying period. It was more than twenty miles away and was in front of him in an instant. Even if he noticed it, he had no time to collect the insect and leave.
An unforeseen disaster.
However, in the huge Tianlan Grassland, I happened to meet an Immortal Master who was an unexpected person in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who was good at the art of flying. I don’t know if the opponent was too unlucky, or if he was more unlucky!
I believe that if both parties only had a brief understanding of each other's magical powers, they probably wouldn't make a move.
Whenever he thought about this matter, Han Li himself felt a little bit dumbfounded.
Now, of course, his evil spirit has backfired, and the mana of the victim has been sealed. The opponent only managed to escape one-seventh of the Nascent Soul with his weird magical power, and I am afraid that his cultivation level has been greatly damaged. It is not known when it will be able to recover again.
For some reason, Han Li thought of this matter again in the air. After sighing, he returned to the sky above the pile of rocks and landed calmly.
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One day later, Han Li returned to his base as promised. There were obviously fewer tents here than there were two days ago. It seemed that some tribes had finished resting and were starting to set out on the road one after another.
But when Han Li returned to the Heron tribe's tent, Ying Heron and others had already prepared and prepared the carriage. They were waiting for Han Li, the immortal master, to return.
Upon seeing Han Li, Yinglu was naturally overjoyed and hurriedly asked Han Li to get in the car. Then he drove the convoy away from the place and went straight to the exit on the other side of the station.
Han Li sat on the original carriage, gently closed his eyes, and prepared to rest for a while.
But what he didn't expect was that shortly after the carriage walked out of the door, it suddenly stopped with a creak.
Han Li frowned and opened his eyes, but did not open the curtains and directly let out some of his consciousness. He paid attention to the situation nearby.
Not long after, several more small convoys came over one after another. The leaders of the convoys greeted Yinglu politely, and then merged the teams together.
Only then did Han Li realize that the leader of the Heron Tribe had actually united many small tribes to set off on the road during his absence for two days.
There is an immortal cultivator in these convoys, but their cultivation levels are naturally terrible. Two of the convoys have immortal masters who are still in the Qi refining stage. According to the Tutu people, they have no formal immortal master qualifications at all.
I don’t know how these two tribes got into the convoy.
After being sealed, Han Li's cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building actually became the highest overall cultivation level in the team.
Han Li touched his chin, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
In his opinion, dragging these people on the road would not only be of no help, but would actually become more of a burden.
At this time, the Red Wolf convoy also hurried over. When he saw a certain carriage in their convoy, Han Li's eyes flashed a few times and he wanted to take back his consciousness. Suddenly, another extremely slight ray of consciousness came from
The convoy swept past. If Han Li's consciousness was not far superior to the opponent's, he might not have been able to detect it at all.
Han Li's expression changed, and he quickly calmed down without thinking too much.
Sure enough, after the ray of spiritual consciousness swept across the entire convoy, it immediately turned back to check the vehicles containing the cultivators. After a while, it circled Han Li for several times, and finally flew out of the vehicle without finding anything.
Han Li looked gloomily in the direction of the station he had just left and glanced coldly.
At the same time, on the second floor platform of a bluestone pavilion in the station, three unexpected people were standing towards the direction of the convoy where Han Li and others were. The leader, an old man with bald eyebrows, suddenly let out a soft sigh and opened his eyes.
The eyes that were originally closed showed a trace of doubt on his face.
"Senior Ying, have you discovered that person?" Among the two monks, a man and a woman, standing behind the old man, the middle-aged man's expression changed and he asked nervously.
"Hmph! Don't worry. It's not that foreigner. It's a person who seems to have been poisoned. The poison gas enveloped his body and he hasn't died yet. This is a bit strange." The bald-browed old man glanced at the big man and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Uncle, Brother Li is just a little worried. Of course, uncle will not be afraid of the foreigners. But there is only one Nascent Soul monk here, and that person is so fierce. Even if uncle can resist it, the place is like this
It would be terrible if the leaders of many small tribes and low-level immortal masters were to be involved. The two of us cannot afford it." Another woman in palace clothes hurriedly helped the big man to save the situation with a smile.
"You don't need to put gold on my face. If the other party is not seriously injured, even if there are two or three of me, they will never be his opponent. But now that the other party has been captured by the great immortal master, there is nothing to fear.
.In the future, I will be stationed here to prevent the other party from sneaking in. The method of cultivating gold-eating insects from foreigners must be obtained by the temple. And not only in your station, but also in all nearby stations,
There will be high-level immortal masters like me, one after another, stationed there."
"After setting up the dragnet, the saint and another great immortal will rush to the nearby temple. Once the spiritual opening ceremony is over, the saint and the two great immortals will use the holy weapon to summon the clone of the holy beast.
, and then use the power of the holy beast to quickly search out the opponent's hiding place. By then, the foreigners will be unable to fly." The bald-browed old man said calmly.
"That's it. I said that the immortal masters who gave the order have not sent anyone to urge our actions since they issued the order." The woman in palace clothes breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hmph! Your little trick can't be fooled by anyone. However, I can't blame you. Even if that person is seriously injured, you are no match. Not only you, but also the search teams in other places, all with lower cultivation levels.
It's almost the same situation. We old guys don't really expect to find this person by alerting the enemy. After all, the escape techniques of foreigners are really extraordinary. Not only are they proficient in the earth escape technique, but the blood escape technique used to escape is also
It's extremely weird. Even if we find out, it's impossible to keep the other party without the presence of the Great Immortal Master. The same is true for us. However, you just know the news. Surface work still needs to be done. We still need to search nearby from time to time.
Just a moment." The old man said with a snort.
"Yes! Senior (Uncle Master)" The middle-aged man and the woman in palace clothes looked at each other and couldn't help but replied happily.
After all, the two of them were still a little worried about their previous behavior. But now that the person in front of them has pointed it out, they feel completely at ease.
"By the way. Senior Ying, since we just realized that the person who was poisoned in the convoy is a bit weird, would you like me to keep him here and let my seniors investigate and find out the reason?" the big man said somewhat flatteringly.
"That man..." The bald-browed old man's heart moved, he twirled his beard and pondered.
"Forget it. That person either took some magic pill or had some poison-proof treasure on his body to be able to do this. There is nothing too mysterious. But he should be an elder of his sect and have some origins. And I see that he has something
The death aura is there, and I guess it won’t last for a few days. If you die on our side, I’m afraid it will cause some trouble.” The bald-browed old man still waved his hand and said.
"Yes, just follow the words of the seniors." The flattery ended up being slapped on the horse's hoof, and the big man looked sarcastic.
At this time, the bald-browed old man glanced in the direction of the motorcade again. His eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently.
I don't know if it was an illusion just now, but when he scanned the motorcade for the first time, his eyelids suddenly twitched, and he suddenly felt an unusual depression on the immortal cultivator in the other carriage. But this feeling
It was too short, and when he checked carefully for the second time, he didn't feel anything strange about that person anymore.
This made him feel a little confused and hesitant.