Chapter 477

"Hey, Jintong..." Han Li smiled wryly.

As a result, just when Jin Tong's teeth were about to touch the long knife, Jin Tong stopped suddenly, raised his head, and grinned at Han Li, "You mean what you say?"

"nature."

Han Li was startled, then nodded immediately.

A smug expression appeared on the golden boy's face, and he let go of the purple long knife with his little hand.

Han Li shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the long knife, the golden silk screen, and the white archway, and prepared to identify them slowly after he left here.

"Hey, this is..."

Han Li suddenly grabbed something with one hand, but it was a silver spirit bamboo several feet long, emitting astonishing fluctuations of spiritual power.

The smell of this silver bamboo is exactly the same as the silver bamboo root he dug out from the medicine garden.

Next to the silver bamboo, there are some precious spiritual herbs, which have just been picked.

Han Li's eyes flickered slightly. It seemed that the person who arrived at the medicine garden in advance and took away the Xuantian treasure was indeed Qu Ling.

The Xuantian treasure on the Xuantian fairy vine must be the emerald green gourd.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and everything in the hall had been taken away.

Han Li's eyes were full of joy.

There are so many treasures on Qu Ling's body, far exceeding his expectations.

All kinds of precious materials, not to mention the spirit grass, there are more than 100,000 pieces of immortal essence stones alone, which can definitely be regarded as a huge fortune, and it may be worth the money that many sects have hidden for many years up.

In addition, there are also some precious medicines that can be named and those that cannot be named, as well as various classics.

However, most of the low-level spiritual treasures found from Qu Ling's body went into the golden boy's belly.

At this moment, Jintong's aura has completely recovered, and his two arms have also returned to normal. At this moment, he looks satisfied, and his aura has improved a lot compared to before.

This was naturally the result of Han Li's acquiescence.

The Golden Devouring Immortal has evolved into what it is today, and it still hasn't changed its gluttony, but it is also a unique way to improve its cultivation level, which makes Han Li feel a little bit relieved, after all, the Golden Boy It is also a good thing for him to be able to protect himself a little more.

"You two have worked hard today." Han Li put away the things on the ground, turned his head to look at the Moguang two who were standing with their hands down, and nodded.

"You and I share the same fate. What do you say, what do fellow Daoist Han have in the future, just tell me." Mo Guang smiled, and then a black light flashed on his body, and he was drawn into Han Li's shadow again.

Han Li adjusted his brows slightly. The performance of Moguang this time looked quite different from before.

Daoist Xie cupped his hands at Han Li without saying a word, then his body twisted into a golden light and sank into Han Li's body.

Han Li straightened his clothes, stepped out of the hall, looked around for a moment, and suddenly looked down at his hands.

In his hand, he was holding a blue picture scroll at the moment, which was a map of the cold mountains and rivers, which he found from the magic weapon stored in Qu Ling.

But at this moment, all the blue light on the surface of the picture scroll disappeared, and it looked like an ordinary picture, without any trace of previous spirituality.

Han Li frowned slightly, looked at the scroll again, and quickly put it away.

"Let's go."

Han Li said to Jin Tong who was following behind him, waved his hand and emitted a blue light, supported the bodies of the two, and flew towards the front.

...

Somewhere in Minghan Immortal Mansion.

In the ruins of a palace that was extremely damaged, three men and women of different races wearing vests and short shirts and black scarves on their heads walked on a bluestone street overgrown with grass, all of them had gloomy faces and tired eyes.

"This time I really fell for Jiao San. I followed him to the secret realm of the Immortal Mansion. I didn't find many treasures, but the dangers were one after another. I think he just tricked us into being cannon fodder." The black-skinned woman said angrily.

"Isn't that right, you didn't miss how fast he ran when he broke into King Ming's Palace earlier! We don't care about our life and death, and now he's gone." Another thick-browed man also spoke. Said.

"It's useless to say these things now. Fortunately, the three of us have not dispersed. I don't think there is any need to go to Jiao San in the future. Let's find other opportunities by ourselves. When the time comes, we will leave here safely." "There was a thin old man left, rubbing his dry goatee, and said slowly.

The other two also nodded their heads when they heard the words.

While they were talking, suddenly a jasper speeding car galloped high in the sky, drew an arc in the air, circled around, and hovered above the three of them.

I saw a middle-aged man with a slender figure and elegant appearance standing on the long and narrow flying car, playing with a small white jade Pixiu in his hand, its color was yellowish, with a warm luster.

Behind him stood two men in golden armor, their faces were dull and lifeless, they were obviously two puppets.

The three of them took a look at the man on the speeding car, and a trace of vigilance flashed in the depths of their pupils, but they were a little relieved when they saw that he was only a late-stage true immortal.

"Dare to ask the three fellow daoists, have you ever seen people from Beihan Immortal Palace? Or do you know where they are now?" The middle-aged man asked the three of them calmly with a warm smile on his face.

When the three of them heard the words, none of them opened their mouths, but they felt a little strange in their hearts.

The person in front of him was not very cultivated. When facing the three of them, although his tone of voice was calm, it gave them a faint feeling of superiority, which made people very uncomfortable.

"I've never seen it before." The skinny old man replied with a flicker of eyes.

No one who can enter the Netherworld Immortal Mansion is a fool. Naturally, he will not judge a person's true strength only from the realm shown on the surface. The three old men should be more alert to this unexpected guest a bit more.

Of course, the most important thing is that he didn't seem to have seen this person when he entered the Immortal Mansion before, so it seems that there is some way to change his appearance.

"Excuse me." The middle-aged man said lightly, turned around to drive the speeding car, and headed high into the sky.

Watching his back go away, the thick-browed man looked at the old man and asked, "What do you say?"

"I don't look like an ordinary person, but my spiritual eyes and supernatural powers, I can't see any doorway. It should be a real immortal monk in the late stage." The thin old man touched the beard on his chin habitually, and said slowly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the flying car under him is a good thing." The black-skinned woman said suddenly.

As soon as she said this, an inexplicable smile flashed in the eyes of the thick-browed man and the skinny old man at the same time.

"Let's not talk about the magic weapon for storage, I want the jade in his hand." The thick-browed man said with a hey.

"Then the magic robe on him is mine." The skinny old man let go of his beard and said in a deep voice.

After all, the three of them still couldn't hold back that trace of greed, and wanted to take advantage of the large number of people to commit murder and seize treasure.

In the sky, only tens of miles away from the three of them, the speeding car flew forward slowly.

The middle-aged man stood on it, still with a warm smile on his face, rubbing the jade brave in his hands, and muttered to himself: "Cultivation is not easy, why bother..."

As soon as his words fell, San Liuguang flashed and stood in front of him.

"What? Could it be that you all remember where the people from the Immortal Palace are again, please tell me one or two, I will be very grateful." The middle-aged man looked at the three of them and grinned.

Looking at the smile on the middle-aged man's face, the skinny old man felt a little palpitated for some reason, and secretly made up his mind to pay attention, and if something unexpected happened, he would immediately leave the other two and run away.

The thick-browed man and the dark-skinned woman looked at each other, a ray of light lit up in each of their hands, and they took out a black stone ax and a silver long sword respectively.

The skinny old man directly took out a seven-story golden pagoda, and a golden light curtain emerged from it, magnified a thousand times, and enveloped the three of them together with the middle-aged man.

"How dare you take out something that isn't even a pseudo-spiritual domain?" The middle-aged man's expression suddenly turned cold, and his hand holding Jade Pixiu suddenly tightened.

The three thin old men were stunned when they heard the words. Before they could figure out the situation, they felt a powerful force coming from all directions.

The light curtain released by the seven-story golden pagoda shattered!

Immediately afterwards, they saw their limbs and torso, under the pressure of this force, breaking inch by inch and squeezing towards the bottom of their neck, bloody and bloody, and broken bones were visible.

The heads of the three people were intact, but their bodies had turned into a mass of blood and bones.

All this happened in an instant!

I saw three golden lights shooting up into the sky, and the Nascent Souls of the three rushed out in panic, fleeing in three directions tacitly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man just turned his hand towards the void, and a looming translucent huge palm emerged out of thin air, ripping the sky on the board into wrinkles and ripples, and grabbed the Nascent Soul of the three people back .

"Spare me, spare my life! A villain has eyes but can't see Mount Tai..." The Nascent Souls of the three skinny old men struggled and begged.

The middle-aged man turned a deaf ear, his eyes lit up for a while, and he looked at the three little golden figures.

"You guys didn't lie before, it seems that you really don't know. However, it's a bit of a surprise..." After watching for a while, the middle-aged man murmured, and with a flash of inspiration on his fingertips, he took the three Nascent Souls together. Rubbed into fly ash.

With a flick of his hand, a piece of gold powder fell from the sky and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Then, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, and three blue lights lit up on the miserable bones of the three people. One deer, one owl and one ape, three masks were peeled off from their heads and flew into his hands.

He looked at the three masks, and with a wave of his hand, a huge multi-layered wooden frame appeared out of nowhere in the void in front of him, on which were hung all kinds of masks of the Wuchang League, including ghosts, monsters, dragons, tigers, phoenixes, and so on. And feet.

Counting them in detail, there are more than a thousand of them!