As soon as he saw that the Jiao Soul had submerged into the spirit skin, Han Li flipped his palm without thinking about it, and a blue spirit rune pen appeared in the palm of his hand, six or seven inches long, small and exquisite, and it looked extremely exquisite.

The other hand waved at a certain green jade box with the lid open, and a cloud of golden liquid flew out of the box.

Han Li quickly poured the talisman pen into the golden liquid, dipped it in it, and then his face froze, aiming at the floating spirit skin, and the talisman pen began to draw the extremely skillful void dot painting.

Incomprehensible golden runes poured out from the tip of the pen, and in the blink of an eye, they flew forward, disappearing into the blood-red spirit skin.

Then runes of different sizes appeared on the surface of the spirit skin, shining with golden light, as neat as those on the engraving.

And as soon as these runes emerged, the spirit skin trembled violently, and the sound of a dragon's groan suddenly came from it. Then there was a bulge on the surface of the spirit skin, and the blood-red soul suddenly rushed out of the skin, looking like it was about to flee away.

But at this moment, the golden runes on the spirit skin shone brightly, and a distortion like a living came out, wrapping the soul tightly in it, and then pulling it back vigorously.

Although he had no spiritual intelligence, Jiao Soul, as the spirit of the spirit beast of heaven and earth, naturally subconsciously felt the danger, and kept tearing desperately with the golden runes, wanting to break out and escape.

At this time, the runes that Han Li's runes lit up were faster, and the large and small golden runes directly covered the Jiao Soul. After a few moments, it was completely trapped, and then little by little, it was pulled back into the spirit skin.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, as soon as Han Li's movements in his hand stopped, he immediately changed to a purple liquid, which was also dipped in a talisman pen, but he drew strange symbols like spirit patterns, and threw them out one by one in a hurry.

In this way, every once in a while, Han Li would change to a dansha-like spiritual liquid, various symbols. The wrinkles appeared one by one on the spirit skin.

It didn't take long for the palm-sized spirit skin talisman paper to shine with dense luster of various colors, and it looked aura.

Han Li's expression became more and more solemn, and he was getting slower and slower to write out the earth's things. The blue light flashed in his eyes, urging the magic power of the Ming and Qing Spiritual Eyes to the extreme.

When a red rune had just finished drawing and flew into the spirit skin, suddenly an abnormal aura fluctuation was sent out from the half-completed spirit rune, and it became more and more violent.

Han Li's complexion changed drastically. I secretly complained in my heart. But immediately he didn't want to flick his sleeves to the ground. A piece of green light flew out, instantly putting away all the materials, and at the same time slashed the void in front of him with his other hand. A small blue shield flew out from the cuff, instantly swelling and blocking in front of him.

Just as Han Li had just finished doing all of this, the color spirit skin was in a deafening dragon roar. It burst open.

The five-colored light cluster was dazzling, and the astonishing aura rushed in all directions, as if a huge wave had hit the blue shield.

After the big shield shook slightly, it stopped without moving. Han Li was stunned when he saw this, and he was a little surprised.

Because according to the huge power of the séance rune, this kind of talisman failure to explode should have a lot of destructive power. Now that he was able to block it so easily, it was very different from what he expected.

Just when Han Li was shocked in his heart. A bloody light shot out from the light cluster, and in a flash it reached the sky above the secret room, and he was about to escape from the secret room.

But as soon as the blood light touched the roof, a white light curtain suddenly appeared without warning, bounced back the blood light and made it manifest itself.

It was the blood-colored little Jiao, the poisonous Jiao spirit.

Han Li was stunned at first, then overjoyed.

Without thinking, he raised one hand and grabbed it into the void, and a big cyan hand suddenly appeared on the top of Jiao Soul's head. I grabbed it in my hand. And shoot downward.

At this moment, Han Li stretched out a finger and pointed at the shield in front of him at random. The shield quickly became smaller after the blue light rippled, and one hovered and shot into the cuff on its own.

Then Han Li stared at the Earth Jiao Soul that had just been captured, and used the Ming Qing Spiritual Eye Powers again.

"Huh" Han Li had a surprised expression on his face, and he let out a soft sigh of surprise.

Although it is still the original spirit, the soul power in this body is obviously much weaker than before, and the blood-colored little Jiao also looks sluggish.

Looking at Jiao Soul, Han Li touched his chin, and his face showed a deep expression. It seems that the refining of this séance talisman failed, and the demon soul did not collapse immediately, but only lost some soul power. If this is the case, although the séance talisman is difficult to refine, it can be refined several times before the soul power is consumed, and there is a good chance that the refining will be successful.

Of course, if the number of repetitive refining is too much, the soul power will be greatly reduced, and the power of the séance rune will definitely be greatly reduced.

Thinking about the reason, Han Li exhaled lightly, and the expression on his face was slightly relieved.

Even if the soul power is lost, it is better than the poisonous Jiao spirit and the soul will collapse all at once.

This is also a great blessing in misfortune!

Han Li smiled bitterly and took out those auxiliary materials one by one again and put them back in place. Of course, it was replaced with another piece of spirit animal skin.

A new round of refining has begun again.

Just as Han Li was painstakingly refining the Spirit Descent Talisman in the secret room, the entire Tianyi City was completely mobilized in just two or three days.

All the monks and sects, large and small, knew about the life-and-death battle with the priests in a few days. After a great commotion, all the monks in the city walked out of the garrison, formed an army of priests according to the original arrangement, and drove to the border garrison one after another with solemn faces.

Everyone knows that in this battle, either the Mulan people were defeated and retreated, or Tiannan fell into the hands of the mage, so that countless sects lost their inheritance. Therefore, the morale does not need to be stimulated, and the rumors about the ten gambling battlefields are also flying all over the sky.

Because he was afraid that some of Mu Lan's spies would reveal the list of monks who participated in the battle, so as to send the mages to fight in a targeted manner, the names of Han Li and the others were still kept secret, and except for the old monster of the temple discussion that day, few people knew the specific list.

In this way, the identities of these ten Yuanying monks were naturally speculated by many monks for a while. Good prediction of the outcome of the situation. After all, the survival of thousands of monks is also involved.

Many of the disciples of the Hope Sect are among them, so they are naturally more concerned.

And the disciples of the Luoyun Sect also left Tianyi City one after another with the team. Seeing this, Lu Luo had to go with him.

However, he ordered the woman surnamed Song to stay in the station and wait for Han Li to leave the customs.

Within a few days, except for a few monks who stayed behind, there were fewer and fewer people in Tianyi City.

Seeing that the days were passing day by day, Han Li still had not the slightest sign of leaving the customs. The woman surnamed Song couldn't help but be anxious.

And where Han Li retreated. Although there are many prohibitions in place, there is still a faint sound of dragon groaning or crackling from it. This made this woman surprised, but also a little burdensome

And when it came to the fifth day. The woman surnamed Song made up her mind. If she, Uncle Han, hadn't been able to get out of the customs, she would have no choice but to force her to knock on the customs.

Otherwise, if it is delayed for another day, it is likely that it will not be able to catch up with the big war.

Appear. In the hall of the station, the woman surnamed Song waited on the chair worriedly, and looked out of the hall from time to time, the faintly visible afterglow of the sunset, and her expression was cloudy.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, the woman frowned, bit her red lips, and suddenly stood up.

Miao Man's body moved gracefully two steps. Suddenly, a clear bell rang into the hall, and the woman was stunned for a moment, and then her face was surprised.

A moment later, the blue light flashed at the entrance of the hall, and Han Li's figure suddenly appeared in the light.

"See Uncle Shi!" The woman surnamed Song hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"It's the first day. The monks in the city seem to have set off. As soon as he came out of the secret room, Han Li's divine sense felt that the entire Tianyi City was empty, and only a few monks remained in the city. Seeing this woman, I couldn't help asking.

After all, in the secret room, he could only approximate the time. Although I didn't think it was past the scheduled day. It's safer to ask.

"Uncle Qiqi, it's the fifth day. At this time, the woman surnamed Song was completely relieved. Respectfully replied.

"On the fifth day, there was more than enough time. However, it is better to arrive at the place earlier. Let's go. After hearing this, Han Li said decisively.

"Yes!" the woman surnamed Song agreed softly.

As soon as Han Li raised his hand, a cloud of white light flew out from his cuff and floated towards the courtyard outside the hall, and after the brilliance faded, a white quadrangular car with wings appeared there.

It's that windmill.

"Get in the car, use this car to get on the road faster than you can get away. Han Li arrived in the car in a flash, then turned his head and said to the woman.

The woman surnamed Song glanced at the car, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she went to the car silently.

Seeing this, Han Li lightly touched the car with his toes, and suddenly the white light of the windmill flashed, and a layer of white light covered it even with the people and the car. After a tremble, it turned into a ball of white light and flew through the air.

The windmill is worthy of being a specialized flying magic weapon, not only does it not have much spiritual power to use, but its speed is far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks.

In the blink of an eye, he escaped from Tianyi City and shot straight towards the border.

When the woman surnamed Song saw this scene, she was even more relieved. And I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, is this Uncle Han because of this treasure, so he is so calm, and he has not been out of the customs until now. I don't know what kind of powerful secret technique this unfathomable uncle has been cultivating in the past few days? What is the sound of the dragon chanting and cracking in the secret room.

Just as this woman was silent and thinking wildly, Han Li opened her mouth to ask something that she didn't expect.

"Purple Spirit Daoist friends, are you still in the original place?"

"Zi Ling and the others have temporarily left Tianyi City, and they are going to wait for the end of this war before deciding what to do in the future. The woman surnamed Song was stunned at first, but immediately replied obediently.

"Hehe! Zi Ling, this girl, is also clever. This is indeed a wise move. If I had been easy to get along with, I would probably do the same. Han Li didn't care, and said with a faint smile.

Then the spiritual power under the feet with a look of rubbing was urged, and the speed of the windmill increased by a large margin, and in the shocked look of the woman surnamed Song, she escaped more than ten zhang away in an instant, and soon turned into a small point of light and disappeared into the edge of the sky.

(It's the last day, so we won't talk about it.) If you have a monthly pass, try to vote. I can't keep my hands on it now!)