With the fast escape speed of the three of them, they naturally arrived at the center of the giant island in the blink of an eye.
Looking from a distance, a seemingly ordinary mountain appeared in front of him.
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the sky above the mountain peak, and a milky white beam of light rose into the sky.
Then the scene in front of him broke apart like a mirror, revealing two emerald green peaks and a valley full of aura.
The milky white beam of light shot out of the valley.
"Lingxiao Tianzhu!"
When Han Li saw the beam of light appearing, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
When he came last time, this spiritual pillar only appeared after the restriction was broken.
Now that the people have not yet arrived, how could this pillar emerge from the Valley of Bitter Souls by itself.
Han Li's mind was spinning rapidly, and when he was thinking about the reason behind it, suddenly there was a buzzing sound on his body, and a ball of blue light shot out from his sleeve, and after a blur, it turned into a blurred and phantom beam of light that shot far away. and go.
Han Li's complexion changed drastically, and he pulled out a big hand. At the same time, an invisible force swept over, instantly imprisoning Qing Guang hundreds of meters away.
After the blue light faded, it was the green vial.
It's just that countless dark green runes appeared on the surface of the vial at this time, and the whole body was trembling like a transparent one, as if desperately trying to break free from the confinement.
Almost at the same time, there was an ear-piercing shriek from the milky white beam of light not far away, and a yellow light flashed inside, shooting toward Han Li like a meteor.
Han Li's heart trembled, and the other big hand rushed to grab it from a distance without even thinking about it.
Immediately, the sky above the yellow light fluctuated together, and a huge golden hand several feet in size appeared out of thin air. With just a slight movement of five fingers, it grabbed the yellow light below like lightning.
Huang Guangnei suddenly sneered loudly!
Countless black threads shot out from it, and the seemingly indestructible golden giant hand was instantly pierced and riddled with holes, and after another trembling, it turned into a burst of spiritual light and disappeared.
And that group of yellow light became blurred again, and it appeared directly beside the green vial across a distance of several miles.
After the yellow glow dispersed, another light yellow vial emerged from it.
The shape of this small bottle is actually the same as that of the green bottle, but the color is light yellow, and the whole body is flashing, giving people a strange feeling that they are not real.
As soon as this object appeared, he immediately rushed towards the blue vial impatiently, as if intending to merge directly into one body.
There was a "bang".
The light on the surface of the cyan vial suddenly rose, and a layer of dark green light streaks emerged out of thin air, and the yellow vial was abruptly flicked open.
The yellow vial rolled several feet away in succession before stabilizing its figure again.
Two spots of yellow light flashed on the body of the bottle, and two bean-sized black eyes appeared very strangely, and showed a very anthropomorphic look of surprise.
Afterwards, the yellow vial moved again, rushing wildly around the cyan vial again, but no matter what method was used, it was pushed away by the layer of dark green light patterns, making it impossible for it to really rush close to the cyan vial.
A pair of black eyeballs on the yellow vial couldn't help flashing wildly, and began to reveal a look of extreme anxiety.
At the same time, not far away, Han Li, who was activating some kind of magic trick in the fairy world, heaved a long sigh of relief seeing this situation.
Integrating the imitation product into the body of the Zhangtian bottle, the method of temporarily controlling this bottle is indeed very effective for this bottle spirit. No wonder Ma Liang was given the imitation treasure when he came to the lower world. It is very likely that the Nine Yuan Taoist ancestor also has it It's kind of like planning.
Han Li was thinking this way in his heart, but he didn't show any expression on his face. After shaking his body, he walked towards the two bottles slowly.
The ancestor Yuanmao, who had been following behind, was also stunned by this unexpected scene.
He and the other two ancestors have been taking turns guarding the Bitter Spirit Island for tens of thousands of years, so why didn't they know there would be such a treasure on the island.
Although the yellow vial can't really take shape yet, it is obvious that it has truly penetrated spirituality, and its value may not be lower than that of ordinary Xuantian treasures.
As for why Han Li knew that this treasure was here, and that it was related to another treasure on his body, the ancestor of the demon race didn't want to think about the reason any more.
Instead, his heart felt hot, and he also wanted to follow Han Li to go forward.
But at this moment, there was a thunderbolt nearby, but Daoist Xie stood in front of him without knowing when, with countless silver arcs around his body, looking at him coldly without saying a word.
The ancestor of the Yuan Nightmare shuddered in his heart, and stopped again. His purple eyes looked at the back of Han Li in the distance, and then looked at the expressionless face of Daoist Xie in front of him. He looked very hesitant, and didn't think for a while whether he really wanted to force his way through.
Although he has never fought against Han Li who had advanced into the Mahayana, the opponent was able to save his life in his hands during the fusion period. Thinking about it, the strength after entering the Mahayana is much more terrifying than the rumors, and there is such a body The pseudo-immortal puppets, whose strength is also extraordinary, are staring at the side.
Although he has always thought highly of himself, he never thinks that he really has the possibility of defeating the opponent. Winning the treasure is just a daydream. On the contrary, if he makes a rash move, he will greatly anger the opponent and make himself a real life-and-death enemy. .
After careful consideration in his mind, the primordial nightmare sighed secretly, and gave up other thoughts. He just stood there seemingly calmly, watching Han Li's next move.
The ancestor of the demon race didn't know how much opportunity he had missed.
In his eyes, the psychic treasure is actually a treasure that even the Taoist ancestors of the fairy world attach great importance to.
If he knew the true origin of the palm bottle, even if there was a one in ten thousand possibility, this ancestor of the Yuanmo clan would never have watched the bottle fall into Han Li's hands like this.
At the same time, Han Li had already approached the two vials very carefully, with an unusually solemn expression on his face.
Although the other party was just a non-physical bottle spirit, after seeing the other party's method of easily dispelling his own secret technique just now, he had already become extremely careful in his heart, and never dared to treat the other party as a normal spirit.
After the yellow vial didn't rush to the side of the cyan vial for more than a dozen times, it finally stopped this senseless frenzy. Instead, it stopped in the nearby void, and a pair of black eyes stared at Han Li.
It has a bit of doubt, but also a bit of dignified expression.
Seeing this situation, Han Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as the bottle spirit doesn't attack or run away as soon as it meets, then everything below will be much easier to handle.
Thinking this way in his heart, he shook a sleeve, and a golden talisman burst silently inside.
Immediately, a thick blue mist billowed out from the sleeve, and after a burst of surge, it drowned all the void in the surrounding area.
The situation between Han Li and the two vials was completely obscured by the thick fog. Even with the supernatural powers of Yuanmare's ancestor, the divine sense couldn't penetrate it.
Seeing this situation, the ancestor of the demon clan changed his face slightly, secretly glad that he really didn't do anything just now.
Among other things, just the other party's supernatural powers that can directly cover up his divine sense will definitely cause a lot of headaches.
Time passed little by little, and there was no sound coming out of the blue mist, and the mist remained motionless as if still.
Seeing this, Yuan Yan naturally frowned, but he couldn't really let Han Li stay on the island alone.
After a heartbreak, he summoned the three black flood dragons with one hand, and sat up cross-legged on their huge body...
This waiting lasted for seven days and seven nights!
Just when Yuan Yan felt impatient in his heart and began to think about whether to go to the sea of fog to check it out, an unusually joyous long whistle came from the sea of fog.
The cyan mist began to billow again.
With a flash of light, a blue rainbow flew out of it.
As soon as the figure flickered, Han Li appeared in front of Yuan Yan in good spirits, and after taking a look at him, he said with a smile on his face: "Oh, fellow daoist hasn't left yet, so let brother Yuan wait for a long time." gone."
"Hmph, this island is in the sea of demon origin, how can you leave a foreign race here alone. You have finished your affairs, since you have the treasure in your hands, why don't you leave quickly." Yuan Yan stood up from the giant dragon , Said angrily.
"Fellow daoist doesn't say anything, and I don't intend to stay here any longer. Hehe, I don't know how long it will be until we meet fellow daoist next time." Han Li yawned, feeling the joy in his heart Didn't lose half a point at all.
Then he didn't talk much with the ancestor of the demon race in front of him. After greeting Taoist Xie, the two fled away on the way they came.
Yuan Yan looked at the two of them going away, and his face became extremely gloomy.
…
In the secret room of the huge black boat, Han Li was playing with a small emerald green bottle in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After a long time, he put away the vial, closed his eyes and meditated again.
As for the process of him subduing the bottle spirit, and what happened in the sea of fog for seven days and nights.
No matter when Han Li later returned to the human race, or when he ascended to the immortal world and finally became the supreme being in the immortal world, he never revealed half of it to anyone.
Many of his friends and disciples secretly guessed for a long time without the real answer.
…
A few months later, above a bottomless canyon in the Demon Realm, a giant black boat was quietly suspended in mid-air. Han Li and Taoist Xie flew out of it, looking down side by side.
"Break the boundary from here, and you can go to Moke Realm, which is the closest to Dragon Island. Fan Paozi said vaguely, saying that there will be Dragon Island envoys in this world to pick us up, but he didn't disclose the exact location. , this is a little troublesome." Han Li murmured with a wry smile, and rushed towards the huge black boat with one hand.
Immediately, the ink spirit holy boat shrank rapidly with a buzzing sound, and flew into Han Li's sleeve in a flash.
After Han Li grabbed the air with one hand, a blue sword mark appeared on his arm, and a dark green wooden sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed downwards fiercely.