A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

A crystal black round bead, the size of an egg, with a faint black air exuding from the surface, which is clearly the purest true demonic air.

This is exactly the goal of Han Li's trip, the magic core of the holy level magic beast!

With this object, he can repair the extraterrestrial magic armor. Although it is not possible to accurately estimate the power of the magic armor, it is expected to be no less powerful than the purple armor that was put away just now.

It's a pity that the Demonic Ape Armor has obviously been completely refined. Even if he uses it to refining it, its power will probably be greatly reduced. It's a bit tasteless for him.

Han Li thought with some regret, turned his palm over, and suddenly a black jade box appeared in his hand.

Open the lid of the box and press the magic core with one hand.

Suddenly, a black light swept out of the jade box, and in a flash, the magic core was sucked into it.

Then Han Li closed the lid, waved his other hand, and two more gold and silver talismans appeared, which were stuck to the surface of the box.

The light of gold and silver was lowered, and the traces of evil energy that had been faintly revealed through the jade box suddenly stopped and were completely restrained in the box.

Han Li calmly put away the jade box and then began to look at another item.

That remnant blade flashing a faint purple light!

Han Li looked at the treasure with a strange expression on his face. Both excited and confused.

"The treasure of Xuantian? But the power seems to be much different from his own, and it looks a little different. Could it be because the treasure is incomplete!" Han Li narrowed his eyes and murmured a few words to himself.

He did not step forward to use the broken blade, but closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts circulated in his body, checking every situation in his body carefully.

In the end, he even made a seal with his hands, let go of the golden light on his body, released the three-headed and six-armed dharma image again, and also swept it away with his spiritual thoughts.

As a result, Han Li's face suddenly turned ugly.

Now, not only has the mana in his body lost less than half, but the true magic form of the Brahma Saint has also been reduced by nearly half out of thin air. It is estimated that without decades of hard work, it is impossible to practice again.

It's a huge loss.

The only good thing is that using the sword transformed from the Xuantian Fruit this time did not cause the essence and blood in the body to drain away, nor did the true energy suffer a direct loss.

However, Han Li also knew very well that this time the Xuantian Sword's slash was far inferior to the first time it was used, and its power was less than one-tenth of the last time.

Part of the reason is probably that this time he did not directly use the physical body to use Xuantian's treasure, but used the power of the Dharma to replace the treasure he drove. Another part of the reason is that the appearance of Xuantian Sword this time was passively inspired by the power of law of the broken blade.

In this way, although the power of the Xuantian Sword was greatly reduced this time, it was lucky enough to kill the demon ape without losing all his magic power again.

Although the broken blade in front of me can also control some kind of power of the laws of heaven and earth, it is obviously unable to compare with the sword transformed from the Xuantian Fruit. This made Han Li somewhat doubtful as to whether it was really Xuantian's treasure. ‘

But it can break through the Chunli Sword Formation with one slash. Even if this blade is not a Xuantian treasure, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary Tongtian spiritual treasures.

In his mind, he was more inclined to believe that the power of this broken-edged treasure was greatly reduced due to its own imperfection and that it could be controlled by the demon ape.

Of course, it is also possible that the power of law contained in this remnant blade is the one with the lowest power among Xuantian's treasures, or that it happens to be restrained by the power of law contained in Xuantian sword. This is one of the two laws. When the force collides, it appears so vulnerable.

Han Li's thoughts were racing, and he analyzed everything thoroughly in a matter of seconds.

But the more this happened, the more intense Han Li's gaze became when he looked at the purple broken blade.

Even though the Xuantian Sword sealed in his arm cannot be controlled intentionally. But with this fragment of the Xuantian Treasure whose power has been greatly reduced, there should be hope to control it.

Otherwise, how could the demon ape drive the residual blade to attack it when its cultivation level had dropped to a level similar to its own and it had lost its physical body.

Taking a long breath to suppress the excitement in his heart, Han Li raised his hand, flicked his fingers, and five strands of gray light spurted out from his fingertips, trying to engulf the purple blade. .

There was a muffled sound of "poof"!

As soon as the gray light approached the broken blade, it was immediately blocked by a purple light erupting from the opponent's body. Then the remaining blade turned around, and the gray clouds immediately dissipated and subsided, and it was impossible to get even close to the blade.

Han Li frowned, but when he reached down with his other hand, which was as white as jade, rolling five-color cold flames spurted out.

But after a strange rumbling explosion, the five-color cold flames were also unable to involve the broken blade.

Han Li's face finally showed a look of surprise, but after touching his chin and thinking for a moment, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face. He suddenly raised his hand again, and suddenly it became golden, and at the same time, a golden glow erupted from the palm of his hand. Spout out and shoot straight towards the remaining blade.

This time, the purple broken blade remained honest and allowed the golden light to sweep it in, and then it was pulled in front of Han Li in a flash.

Han Li looked at the treasure in front of him with a joyful expression.

I saw that this treasure was almost transparent, and the golden light around it was slowly absorbed by the blade. The spiritual creature inside was wrapped in golden light around the body of the broken blade. Its originally sluggish demeanor suddenly became more energetic, and it swam its head and tail in the blade body with some vitality.

However, the original purple broken blade gradually revealed a trace of golden light, and it seemed to be being assimilated by Han Li's Brahma Saint True Demonic Art.

Seeing this, Han Li was startled at first, then overjoyed.

This Xuantian Broken Blade is most likely too easy to control. He can clearly sense that as long as some of the demonic energy contained in the Brahma Saint's True Demonic Art is injected into it, it seems that he can control this treasure immediately. .

Now he is almost 100% certain that this broken blade is definitely a Xuantian treasure from the demon world. Otherwise, he would never be so sensitive to pure demonic energy.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Li changed his mind, and immediately his body shone with golden light, and golden scales appeared on his skin.

He actually used the Brahma Saint's True Demonic Skill to the extreme, and streams of golden light poured into the broken blade like a tide.

The broken blade also swallowed up the golden light in pieces without any hesitation. In just a few breaths, it suddenly turned from purple to pure gold. However, the devouring speed of this blade did not slow down at all. On the contrary, the unknown spiritual creature inside suddenly became extremely cheerful, and its body also transformed into a golden color.

However, Han Li felt that it was too much. In just a moment, one-third of his remaining mana was absorbed by the remaining blade.

Immediately and decisively, the golden light on his body dispersed, and then the golden blade in his hand flashed and disappeared into his sleeves.

Although this treasure has not yet been fully assimilated, it can be barely controlled. This is enough for him for now.

He would not waste all his mana here stupidly.

While Han Li was thinking, he quickly took out several vials of different colors from the storage bracelet, poured out several pills, and drank them all in one breath.

Naturally, these elixirs are all elixirs that accelerate the recovery of mana. Although they cannot immediately restore it to its peak state, it is still not a win.

Then a emerald light flashed in one of Han Li's hands, and an emerald-green top-level spiritual stone emerged.

Under the flash of emerald light, it began to suck the pure spiritual power from the spirit stone.

In a dangerous place like this, he would never begrudge any spiritual stones.

However, when Han Li's eyes fell on the mummy of the demon ape with a large hole opened in the dantian, his expression changed, as if he remembered something.

He looked carefully up and down at the mummy, but he didn't find anything like a storage bracelet.

Han Li frowned, raised his other hand, and a pitch-black ring whizzed out. After circling the corpse for a while, it suddenly emitted a large white light, sucking the corpse directly into it, and then flew back. .

Then Han Li's figure swayed and turned into a blood rainbow shooting out. After a few flashes, his figure suddenly appeared in the empty hall.

There was almost nothing in the entire hall except a broken magic circle.

The reason why I say "almost" is because Han Li immediately saw the blood-colored jade bed lying quietly in a corner, flashing with a faint blood light.

Han Li scanned his surroundings with his spiritual mind and after confirming that there was nothing suspicious except this one, he immediately raised his hand and waved politely.

Suddenly, the seemingly heavy blood bed rose into the air, rolled around, and spurted out.

But as soon as the bed flew in front of Han Li, he slapped it with a hollow palm, and the blood bed immediately suspended in the distance and became motionless.

Han Li looked up and down, but found nothing unusual on the surface of the body. His mind swept over it, but as soon as Fang touched the surface of the object, it bounced away.

This blood bed cannot be immersed in with spiritual thoughts.

Han Li was not surprised but overjoyed, but a blue light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately used his spiritual power.

As a result, a moment later, he suddenly said "Qinghui", a solemn look appeared on his face, he raised his arm again, and fired a spell at the blood bed.

A mysterious scene appears!

The blood bed suddenly glowed with blood, and fist-sized silver ancient texts emerged from the blood bed. Then, after circling for a while, they actually formed a mysterious and unusual scripture in front of Han Li.

"Silver tadpole text!"

Han Li saw the origin of these silver words at a glance, and immediately lost his voice and was immediately surprised.

How could this article appear on the blood bed and fall into the hands of this holy-level demon ape?

Han Li was naturally filled with questions, but he didn't think much about it. Instead, his eyes quickly scanned this scripture.

As a result, his expression suddenly became weird and abnormal.

"Xuantian Weapon Refining Technique"

After a while, he murmured something, full of hesitation and disbelief.

(Second update!)