Thunder Sky Island is no longer small, but compared to Biling Island, it is nothing.
Han Li was suspended in the void tens of miles away from Biling Island, looking at the giant island in the distance, he felt that this island was not much smaller than Skystar City.
Of course, there are no densely packed buildings on this island, and there are no huge mountains as tall as the Holy Mountain, but there are several equally high pinnacles on the island, each of which is nearly ten thousand feet high, which is also rare.
What is even more amazing is that these stone peaks are extremely steep and smooth, and when viewed from a distance, there is no grass growing, as if a few stone pillars towering into the sky. And the upper half from the mountainside is directly submerged in the high-altitude white clouds.
But none of these caught Han Li's attention. What he noticed was that not only the few mountain peaks, but also the entire island had no trace of green. fluctuation.
This island actually seems to be an abandoned mountain without spiritual veins!
Observing this, Han Li muttered in his heart.
Didn't it mean that there are huge spirit stone veins on this island? How come it looks like it doesn't even have a spiritual vein? You should know that generally speaking, the spirit mine itself is the companion of the spirit vein. Where there is a spirit vein, there will be more or less gradually born some spirit stone mines of different qualities. On the contrary, wherever there are spirit stone mines, generally speaking, there are also spirit veins.
According to Han Li's original imagination, the island that can produce high-level spirit stone mines, needless to say, should be an extremely rare top-grade spirit vein in the entire human world.
But the situation in front of him made him a little speechless.
But after thinking about it, Han Li burst out laughing again.
This island is so huge, if there are top-grade spirit veins that are easily discovered by people, then how could the so-called high-level spirit stone mines appear until recently? I am afraid that it has been excavated by the ancient monks long ago! It seems that there are other unknown tricks on the island that can cover up the fluctuation of the spiritual vein.
Thinking of this in his heart, Han Li immediately felt relieved, and raised his head to look at the scorching sun in the sky.
It was still noon, and although Han Li had a good escape method, it was naturally more convenient to move at night. Therefore, together with Dunguang, after circling the nearby sea for a while, they finally found a reef out of the sea, and landed directly.
Then he actually sat cross-legged on the reef, closed his eyes and meditated.
Several hours later, the night fell again, and Han Li suddenly opened his radiant eyes.
Together with the light, they went straight to the island and shot away.
Of course, Han Li used some kind of secret technique at the same time, making the escape light indistinct and indistinct. In the dark night, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary monks to find it.
After a meal, Han Li approached the giant island.
After searching the souls of Miaohe and the others, Han Li clearly identified the area occupied by the Star Rebel Alliance and the others, and immediately sneaked into the island, heading straight for a huge stone peak in the distance.
Along the way, Han Li encountered a lot of hidden restrictions. With the release of his divine sense, he found that there were quite a few hidden guards, and the closer he was to the Shifeng, the more heavily guarded he looked.
But with his current supernatural powers, he didn't even care about these restrictions and low-level monks, and passed by without anyone noticing, and those restrictions and guards couldn't stop him and find him in the slightest.
A faint blue light penetrated directly into the center of the Anti-Star Alliance area as if entering no one's land, and finally reached the huge stone peak.
As soon as the blue light faded, Han Li's figure appeared in the escaped light.
He was not in a hurry to move forward, but raised his head and glanced at the upper part of Shifeng. After pondering for a while, blue lights suddenly flashed in the pupils of his eyes.
The originally seemingly ordinary surface of Shifeng appeared in Han Li's eyes with a layer of light blue light curtain.
This light curtain enveloped the entire Shifeng, and the surface was smooth and abnormal like flowing water. It was actually a powerful prohibition formed by a rare forbidden formation.
Han Li couldn't help frowning.
This kind of huge magic circle restriction can't be broken by secret techniques alone, it can be broken by tricks!
Of course, this wouldn't really bother Han Li. With the blue light in his eyes retracted, he flipped over with one hand, and a ball of three-colored flames emerged.
It was the three-flame fan.
Although this might alarm the monks guarding the restriction, Han Li couldn't care less about it. At worst, he would simply kill the guards.
As long as he is given some time, it is not difficult to find the Patriarch of Jiyin, but if he wants to leave after killing Jiyin, who on the island can keep him
As Han Li thought about it, the feather fan in his hand flashed, and he wanted to break through the barrier. But at this moment, his expression changed suddenly, the aura on the Three Flame Fan went out, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Immediately, he put the feather fan back into his sleeve, and disappeared in a flash.
Almost at the same time, there was a flash of light on the far side of the sky, and then several streaks of light shot out, heading straight for Shi Feng carelessly.
After a while, these lights arrived in front of Shi Feng, and when the lights faded, three people appeared.
The leader was a white-haired monk with disheveled hair, but his face was abnormally young, and he had the cultivation base of the middle stage of Nascent Soul. The faces of the two people behind were somewhat similar to those of the white-haired man, but their faces were pale and bloodless, without any expression, and they were dressed in thin white robes, making them even more strange.
The white-haired monk seemed to be very aware of the restrictions outside Shifeng, and stopped directly in front of the blue light curtain. He raised his hand, and a fiery red sound transmission symbol shot into the light curtain.
Not long after, the blue light curtain suddenly flashed, and amidst the roar, a crack slowly emerged.
Several people shot in without saying a word, and then the light curtain quickly closed as before.
No one noticed that there was another faint blue shadow following closely behind the last white-robed man, also flashing in, and even the white-haired monk didn't notice the abnormality in it.
Inside the blue light curtain, several respectful monks stood in front of the white-haired man.
"Senior Fei, your old man is here! Elder Tang has some important matters to attend to. I hope that senior will go to the VIP Pavilion to rest for a night. We will meet you in Yunyan Palace with several other seniors tomorrow!" The person who spoke was a A strong man in his thirties at the alchemy stage, with an unusually respectful expression.
"What do you mean by this? You sent Fei to come here in a hurry, and then asked me to see you tomorrow when you arrived on the island. Is Elder Tang playing tricks on me?" Hearing this, the white-haired friar's face darkened suddenly, and his tone was a bit unkind stand up.
"There is absolutely no such thing! Elder Tang really has no time to clone himself right now, so he didn't mean to neglect Senior Fei!" The strong man turned pale and hurriedly explained.
"Forget it, I will discuss this matter with Laoer Fei tomorrow. How many fellow Taoists have arrived on the island now? It seems that tomorrow is the final appointment time for the interrogation?" The white-haired monk snorted coldly, and suddenly the topic changed asked.
"Except for Senior Miaohe from Leikong Island and Senior Huang from Tianmang Island, the rest of the seniors have already arrived." The brawny man finally let go of his heart, and replied honestly.
"That guy Miaohe has become as timid as a mouse since his dharma body was destroyed once. He will definitely come with Huang Kun. It's nothing unusual to be late." The white-haired monk showed a hint of disdain on his face.
When the strong man heard this, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and he never dared to casually talk about monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.
Seeing this scene, the white-haired man sneered, and when he was about to give an order, a pale and bloodless man standing behind him, his eyes flashed with blood, suddenly twisted his body inconceivably, and his upper body stretched like a python. After a few minutes, he pounced on a foundation-building monk who was unprepared next to him, and bit the man's neck with the fangs that grew out of his mouth, and sucked blood in big mouthfuls.
"Ah!" The other foundation-building stage monks standing nearby backed away in fright, and some of them even hurriedly showed their magic weapons.
"Why panic! It's just that it's time for my demon corpse to suck blood again." The white-haired man glared at the low-level monks suddenly, and the guards immediately put away the magical artifacts in shock.
The white-haired monk patted the storage bag on his waist with a slightly calm expression, and suddenly a bloody thumb pill shot out from the mouth of the bag, and then the man touched it, and the blood pill immediately shot towards the other side A man in a white robe shot away.
The man opened his mouth blankly, swallowed the blood pill in one gulp, and continued to stand motionless.
On the other hand, the other white-robed man still sucked the guard's blood, causing the seven-foot tall man to suddenly shrink in size amidst the crackling sounds of bones, and at the same time, his skin became incomparably dry, as if The bark of an old tree.
The white-haired monk watched this scene coldly, without any intention of helping him. After the bitten man turned into a half-foot-long dwarf, he suddenly made a one-handed tactic, and a bloody tactic hit the blood-sucking man.
Immediately, the man's body trembled, and then he reluctantly let go of his fangs, and his body returned to normal.
A red glow shot out from the white-haired man's hand, and hit the big man who had turned into a dwarf.
After the sound of "噗嗤", a mass of blood flames wrapped the foundation-building stage cultivator in it, and turned him into nothing in a blink of an eye, leaving not even a trace of his soul.
"Take me to the VIP building!" the white-haired man ordered to the alchemy monk nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Yes, senior, please come with this junior!" The strong man quickly agreed with a smile after his complexion changed, but he didn't mention what happened just now.
Then, together with the light, he took the white-haired monk and two corpses and flew towards the top of Shifeng, and disappeared into the high-altitude clouds and mist in the blink of an eye.
The rest of the guardian monks in the Foundation Establishment period breathed a sigh of relief, all showing expressions of lingering fear.
They didn't know that at a height of more than a hundred feet above their heads, a hidden figure also saw this scene in their eyes.
"The evil blood corpse! I didn't expect that there would be people in the human world to sacrifice this kind of evil corpse! I am not afraid that the evil spirit will enter the body in the end, and I will lose my life in the end!" The person who whispered secretly sneaked into the forbidden area Han Li.
At this moment, he was floating high in the air with his arms folded, muttering in a low, inaudible voice, as if he recognized the origin of the demon corpse brought by the white-haired monk.