A crystal black round bead, the size of an egg, exudes a faint black air on the surface, which is the purest true devil's air.
This is exactly the goal of Han Li's trip, the magic core of a holy monster!
With this thing, he can repair the outer armor. Although it is still impossible to accurately estimate the power of the magic armor, it is not inferior to the purple armor that was put away just now.
It's a pity that the magic ape battle armor has obviously been completely refined. Even if he used it to re-sacrifice it, its power would probably be greatly reduced, which is a bit tasteless for him.
Han Li thought about it with some regret, and turned his palm over, and suddenly a black jade box appeared in his hand. Open the lid of the box and punch the magic core with one hand.
Suddenly, a black light swept out of the jade box, and after a flicker, the magic core was sucked into it.
Then Han Li closed the lid, and with a flick of his other hand, two extra gold and silver talismans appeared, which were stuck on the box in a flick.
The light of gold and silver was released, and the traces of magic energy that had been faintly leaking through the jade box stopped abruptly, and were completely restrained in the box.
Han Li calmly put the jade box away before looking at another item. That flickering lavender shattered blade!
Han Li looked at this treasure with a strange expression on his face. Both a little excited and a little puzzled.
"The treasure of Xuantian? But the power seems to be much different from my own, and it doesn't look like it. Could it be because this treasure is incomplete!" Han Li narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.
He didn't step forward to use the broken blade, but closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts circulated in his body for a while, checking the situation in every part of his body carefully.
In the end, he even made a tactic with both hands, put down the golden light on his body, and released the three-headed and six-armed Dharma image again, and also swept it with his spiritual thoughts.
As a result, Han Li's face turned a little ugly.
Now not only is his mana in his body less than half, but the true mana of the Brahma Sage has also been reduced by nearly half out of thin air. It is estimated that he will not be able to practice again without decades of hard work, which can be called a huge loss!
The only luck is that using the sword transformed from the Xuantian fruit this time did not let the essence and blood in the body flow away, and did not cause any direct loss of true essence.
However, Han Li also knew very well that this time the Xuantian Sword's slash was far inferior to the situation when it was used for the first time, and its power was still less than one-tenth of the last time.
Part of the reason is probably that this time he did not directly use his physical body to activate the Xuantian Treasure, but replaced the treasure driven by himself with the power of his physical appearance. Another part of the reason is that the appearance of the Xuantian Sword this time was passively stimulated by the lawful power of the broken blade.
In this way, although the power of using the Xuantian Sword this time was greatly reduced, but he was lucky enough to kill the demon ape, and he did not lose his magic power again.
Although the broken blade in front of him can also control a certain power of the law of heaven and earth, it is obviously not comparable to the sword transformed from the fruit of Xuantian. This made Han Li somewhat skeptical about whether it was really a mysterious treasure.
But to be able to cut through the Chunli sword formation with one sword, even if this blade is not a Xuantian treasure, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary heaven-reaching spiritual treasures.
In his heart, he was more inclined to think that the incompleteness of this broken blade treasure greatly reduced its power and could be manipulated by the demon ape.
Of course, it is also possible that the power of law contained in this broken blade itself is the kind of existence with the lowest power in the Xuantian Treasure, or it happens to be restrained by the power of law contained in the Xuantian Sword. When the force collided, it seemed so vulnerable.
Han Li's thoughts turned sharply, and he analyzed all these things thoroughly in a short time.
But the more this happened, the more fiery Han Li looked at the purple broken blade.
Even though the Xuantian Sword sealed in his arm cannot be manipulated intentionally, but with this piece of Xuantian Treasure whose power has been greatly reduced, there should be hope to control it.
Otherwise, how could the demonic ape drive Can Ren to attack him when his cultivation had dropped to the same level and he lost his body.
Taking a long breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Han Li raised his hand, and with a flick of his five fingers, five strands of gray light shot out from his fingertips, about to engulf the purple residual blade into it. .
There was a muffled "poof"!
As soon as Gray Guangxia approached Canjian, he was immediately blocked by a burst of purple light from the opponent's body surface. Then the broken blade turned around, and Huixia collapsed and receded immediately, unable to get close to the blade.
Han Li frowned, but when he lowered his other hand, which was as white as jade, billowing five-colored cold flames shot out.
But after a strange burst of bangs, the five-color cold flames also couldn't get involved in the broken blade.
A look of astonishment finally appeared on Han Li's face, but after he touched his chin and pondered for a while, suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face, and when he raised one hand again suddenly, it turned into a golden light, and at the same time a golden glow came from The palm sprayed out, and went straight to the broken blade.
This time, the shattered blade remained honest, allowing the golden light to engulf it, and then it was pulled to Han Li's front in a flash.
Han Li stared intently at the treasure in front of him with a beam of joy, only to see that the treasure was almost transparent, and the surrounding golden light was slowly absorbed by the blade body little by little. The spiritual creature inside was encased in the golden light in the broken blade, and its originally sluggish expression became a little bit more energetic, and it swam around in the blade body with some vigor, shaking its head and tail.
However, the originally purple broken blade gradually revealed traces of golden light, as if it was being assimilated by Han Li's Brahma Saint True Demon Art.
Seeing this situation, Han Li was startled and then overjoyed.
This Xuantian Remnant Blade is probably too easy to control, he can clearly sense that as long as some magic energy contained in the Brahma Saint True Demon Art is injected into it, it seems that the treasure will be able to be driven immediately. .
Now he can be almost 100% sure that this broken blade is definitely a mysterious treasure from the devil world, otherwise he would never be so sensitive to pure devil energy.
After a little hesitation in his heart, Han Li turned his mind, and immediately his body shone with golden light, and at the same time golden scales emerged from his skin. He actually operated the Brahma Saint True Demon Art to the extreme, and strands of golden light poured into the broken blade like a tide.
The broken blade also quickly devoured the golden light unceremoniously, and it changed from purple to pure gold almost in just a few breaths. However, the devouring speed of this blade did not mean to slow down at all. On the contrary, the unknown spiritual creature inside suddenly became cheerful and abnormal, and its body also transformed into a golden appearance.
However, Han Li felt that he couldn't take it any longer. It seemed that one-third of his remaining mana was absorbed by the crippled blade in just a short while.
Immediately, the golden light on his body dispersed decisively, and then the golden broken blade in his hand flashed down, and disappeared without entering his sleeve robe.
Although this treasure has not been fully assimilated, it can be barely controlled. For him right now, it was enough for the time being.
He wouldn't just sit here foolishly and use up all his mana.
While thinking about it, Han Li quickly took out several vials of different colors from the storage bracelet, poured out several pills, and swallowed them all in one go.
These elixirs are naturally elixirs that speed up the recovery of mana. Although they can't immediately restore them to their peak state, they are better than nothing.
Then Han Li flashed a green light in one hand, and a top-level spirit stone that was about to drip out of emerald green emerged. Under the flickering emerald light, it began to frantically absorb the pure spiritual power in the spirit stone.
In the current crisis-ridden place, he would never begrudge any spirit stones.
However, when Han Li's eyes fell on the mummy of the demon ape with a big hole opened in his dantian, his expression changed, as if he remembered something.
He looked carefully up and down the mummy, but he didn't find anything like a storage bracelet.
Han Li frowned, raised his other hand, and a pitch-black circle whizzed out. After circling around the mummy for a while, it suddenly released a large piece of white light, directly sucking the mummy into it, and then flew back.
Afterwards, Han Li's figure flickered, and it turned into a blood-red jet and shot out. After a few flashes, his figure suddenly appeared in the empty hall.
In the entire hall, there was almost nothing else except for a broken magic circle.
The reason why I said "almost" was because Han Li saw the blood-colored jade bed lying quietly in a corner at a glance, with a faint bloody light flashing.
Han Li swept his spiritual thoughts and confirmed that apart from this object, there was indeed nothing suspicious here, and immediately raised his hand unceremoniously.
Suddenly, the seemingly heavy bed of blood rose into the air, and when it turned around, it came lasing.
But as soon as the bed flew in front of Han Li, a palm slapped it in the air, and the blood bed immediately suspended in the distance and stopped moving.
Han Li looked up and down, but found nothing unusual on the surface of the body, and his divine sense swept it away, but as soon as Fang touched the surface of the object, it was bounced away, and the blood bed could not be used by God. Want to immerse in it.
Instead of being surprised, Han Li became elated, but with a flash of blue light in his eyes, his spiritual powers were immediately displayed.
As a result, after a while, he suddenly let out a soft "Huh", with a dignified look on his face, raised his arm again, and aimed at the blood bed with a magic spell.
A mysterious scene appeared!
The blood bed suddenly burst into blood, and fist-sized silver ancient texts emerged from the blood bed, and after circling for a while, they formed a mysterious scripture in front of Han Li.
"Silver tadpoles!"
Han Li saw the origin of these silver characters at a glance, he lost his voice, and was immediately pleasantly surprised.
How could this article appear on the bed of blood and fall into the hands of this holy demon ape.
Han Li's mind was naturally full of doubts, but he didn't think too much about it, but his eyes quickly swept across this scripture.
As a result, his expression suddenly became weird.
"Xuantian Artifact Refining Art"
After a while, he murmured something, full of hesitation and disbelief.