In the dense forest, the ancient trees are quiet and lush.
Han Li shuttled through the forest, and with his current knowledge and experience, he felt dizzy.
Wherever you look, there are many exotic flowers and plants, some of which were rare in the spiritual world in the past, and they were rare in a hundred years, but now they can be seen everywhere, and most of them are not short. Most of them are more than a thousand years old, and even a few of them are more than ten thousand years old.
There are also some spiritual plants, although he doesn't recognize them, but most of them contain amazing spiritual power or have strange smells and appearances, so he naturally collected them all without hesitation.
Although when he first stepped into this mysterious bubble space, he had roughly scanned it with his spiritual sense, but seeing it personally now, he was still amazed in his heart, secretly glad that he didn't just leave just now.
About half an hour later, Han Li's figure stopped in a relatively open area in the forest. The forest here is sparse, and there is no elixir growing, which looks a bit barren.
A hundred feet in front of him is a huge cave with a width of more than a hundred feet, like a giant sack, with a black hole opening towards him.
After Han Li stood still on the spot, he looked around a little, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he walked to the cave and looked inside.
This cave does not go down vertically, but extends obliquely toward the ground, and the sound of "woo-woo" wind is constantly coming from inside.
Blue light flickered in Han Li's eyes, and he took a big step and walked into the cave.
The inside of the cave is dark and somewhat damp. There are drops of water dripping from the cave roof and the rock walls on both sides, and the ground is very soft to step on.
He went all the way down, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, the cave suddenly turned and extended to the other side, and among the rocks around the cave wall, pieces of white spar began to appear with deserted light.
It was a little sparse at first, but the further you went down, the denser the spar became, gradually illuminating the entire passage.
After walking like this for another quarter of an hour, he finally came to the end of the cave, a huge underground culvert with a radius of hundreds of feet.
The top of the culvert is densely embedded with countless white crystals, and the cool light shining from above fills the entire cave space.
At the bottom, there was a clear sound of gurgling water. There was an underground river flowing through it, and a small lake was formed here. The lake was surrounded by a sandy field composed of yellow crystal sand.
The white fluorescent light and the undulating water surface complement each other, and the sparkling light is reflected around the cave wall, which looks a bit strangely beautiful.
At this time, Han Li was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery here, and his eyes were firmly locked on a huge rock protruding from the water in the center of the culvert.
On the piece of land about thirty feet in size, there grew a strange tree about ten feet high.
The tree body is somewhat similar to the common walnut tree in the world, but the whole body is bare, without half a leaf growing, only walnut-shaped fruits hang on the branches.
With a leap, Han Li jumped to the bottom of the tree and carefully looked up and down the tree.
Looking at it, I found a mysterious pattern on the tree that I had never seen before. It didn't look like it was carved by man, but it seemed to grow naturally.
The walnut fruit hanging on the tree is even more peculiar, with dense lines on the surface, but very distorted, it looks like strange human faces, some are like old people, some are like newborn babies, and some are like newborn babies. Like a middle-aged woman, not quite the same.
However, regardless of the texture on them, these human-faced walnut fruits, without exception, all exude an amazing earth attribute energy.
He was attracted here because of the discovery of this energy before.
Han Li rubbed his chin, a pensive look flashed across his face, and he had a vague guess in his heart.
This mysterious bubble space should have belonged to the Cyclops, and the centaur was willing to fight to the death for this strange walnut tree in the space.
Although he can't recognize the origin of this tree and the walnut fruits on it, one thing is certain, it is definitely not ordinary to cause two monsters with a cultivation level comparable to that of a real fairy to fight, and it should be some kind of unknown monster. Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure.
But this is not important anymore, everything here now belongs to him alone.
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Fairyland.
Over an unknown stretch of mountain ranges, lead clouds covered the sky, the wind whizzed, and the snow was constantly falling, making the entire sky look gray.
There are dozens of peaks above the mountain range, and there are sporadic trees bent by the thick snow layer in the area below the mountainside, and it is completely snow-white and completely frozen in the area above.
Between the heaven and the earth, apart from the sound of the howling wind and the rustling of snowflakes falling to the ground, there were no other movements, and there were no traces of any living things.
However, at this moment, deep in the belly of the tallest ice peak in the mountain range, a sharp female voice suddenly came through layers of snow, unaffected by the wind:
"Who is it? Who is so bold that you dare to kill my spiritual pet? No matter who it is, I will find you and tear you into pieces, and then draw out your soul and suppress it under my Chongyin Peak, so that you will live forever." No reincarnation!"
Its voice was full of anger, and it lingered in the violent wind and snow, until the whole snow peak trembled.
Countless huge snow blocks that have accumulated for an unknown number of years broke apart, slid down from the cliff, pushed and wrapped more snow, and rushed towards the mountain in a mighty way. Voices.
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In the Northern Cold Immortal Territory, in a piece of blue sea.
A round of scorching sun is hanging in the sky, like thin white clouds floating on the clear sky washed by water, and the breeze blowing on the sea surface keeps bursting small waves.
On the rippling sea, there is a black island with a radius of thousands of miles. It is surrounded by countless black reefs with strange shapes. It looks extremely irregular. If you look down from a high altitude, its shape is like a huge leaf.
At a port on the north side of the island, there are many ships moored at the moment, but it is empty and there is no one.
From the port to the island, there is a spacious bluestone road that extends into the dense forest on the island.
At the end of the road, a quaint village with dense buildings is hidden among towering ancient trees.
At this moment, the village was full of flames, billowing thick smoke everywhere, a series of shocking killing cries came from everywhere, the magic weapon flashed one after another, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood.
In a mess of ruins, nearly a thousand monks were chaotically fighting, and they were faintly divided into two camps, and the number of the two sides seemed to be not much different.
One of the monks did not seem to be of the human race. They were tall and tall with green skin and fangs. Most of them held some magic weapons like hammers and clubs. Their bodies were covered with a layer of light white light.
Among these foreign monks, there are also some tall warriors wearing yellow armor and holding maces. They are only sallow all over, and they don't look like living people, but like movable wax figures.
The monks on the other side who fought with them were mostly human races, as well as some strange soldiers in blood-red armor.
The complexion of these blood armored soldiers was the same as that of the armor, their faces were dull, and they didn't show any expression when fighting and charging, they looked like puppets.
On a high ground, a blood-armored soldier with a blood-red spear jumped down. With the spear in his hand, he stabbed down at a sallow warrior who was rushing forward.
Before it fell down, a bloody vortex suddenly exploded at the tip of the blood spear, and countless blood lights swept down.
There was a sound of "boom".
A hole the size of a water tank was blown open in the chest of the sallow warrior, and yellow wax juice continued to flow out of it, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But at the next moment, his legs bowed, his figure jumped up like lightning, and with a sudden swing of the mace in his hand, countless shadows of the mace emerged layer by layer, turning into a yellow hurricane, heading straight to the ground The blood armored soldiers rolled down.
"Bang"!
The blood-armored soldier couldn't defend himself, and his head burst open immediately, but at the last moment, he threw the spear out of his hand, turning into a blood shadow and piercing the wax-yellow soldier's head.
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, one turned into a pool of blood, and the other turned into a ball of wax juice.
On the other side, a chunky old man suddenly appeared from behind a cut-off wall, holding a blood-colored jade bottle in his hand, the mouth of the bottle was turned upside down, pointing directly at a monk of a foreign race who was chasing and killing others tens of feet away.
The old man patted the bottom of the bottle lightly with the palm of his hand, the mouth of the bottle flashed with blood, dense blood sprayed out, intertwined and entwined into a beam of bloody light, and shot straight towards the back of the alien without a sound.
A strange scene appeared!
As soon as the bloody beam of light touched the layer of white light on the alien race's body surface, the momentum of rushing suddenly slowed down. Although it was not completely canceled out, its power seemed to be lost by three points in an instant.
"Bang"!
Although the foreigner was beaten staggeringly, with blood gushing from his mouth, he didn't hurt the root, instead he turned around and rushed towards the old man with a roar.
Similar scenes are happening all over the village from time to time.
Whether it is the sallow warrior or the blood armored soldier, they are all extremely brave when they fight, and they have the aura of being brave and fearless. However, due to the similar number and similar strength, they naturally cannot influence the battle situation.
However, due to the strange white light protection on the monks of the foreign race, any magic weapon spells falling on them will weaken the power by three points, and they quickly gained the upper hand on the battlefield, forcing the human monks to retreat continuously, towards the center of the village. Gather away.
At the same time, on a white stone square in the center of the village, dozens of people in black robes were sitting cross-legged around a huge statue, silently reciting strange and incomprehensible spells.
There were men, women, old and young among these people, their complexions were a little pale, all of them were rolling up their sleeves and stretching out their left arms in front of their bodies.
On each of their wrists, there is a slender line of blood, and drops of bright red blood are flowing out of it, dripping on the ground in front of them.
On the ground, grooves half a finger deep were engraved, connecting with each other to form a rather complicated formation pattern, leading to the statue in the center.
The statue is about ten feet high, and it is carved with the image of a young Confucian scholar, wearing a scarf on his head, holding a scroll in his hand, and looking into the distance with his eyes raised.
If Han Li were here, he would be surprised to find that the facial features of this young Confucian scholar were three points similar to his, but in terms of physical proportions, Han Li was obviously taller.
In front of the statue, a white old man in a gray robe crossed his hands and hugged his shoulders, praying to the statue devoutly:
"Great ancestor god! Please listen to the loyal call of your bloodline and come down!"