Han Li's five fingers pinched very accurately, and in a flash of blue light, he was wrapped in purple flames.

However, Han Li only felt a softness at his fingertips, and a huge force came from that bit of green flame, and the five fingers were violently rebounded at once.

Han Li was shocked for a moment, but as soon as his mind moved, he grabbed the void with his palm backhand, and the purple flame in his hand shrouded downward.

The brilliance soared, and the green flame was enveloped in purple light.

Han Li's arm remained motionless, the purple flames of his five fingers were dazzling, and the blue and purple light blended and changed, flickering and dimming.

After this action lasted for a quarter of an hour, Han Li sighed lightly, shook his hand casually, moved his five fingers away, and the purple flame on his hand disappeared in an instant.

Then he looked at the little bit of green flame that was still dazzling, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

The difficulty of this strange lamp flame was still more than he had expected. Although the Violet Heavenly Fire can compete with it, refining this flame seems to have more than enough strength and insufficient strength.

Thinking about it like this, Han Li thought about it for a moment, raised his hand and pointed at the flying sword in front of him.

A low thunderclap suddenly sounded, and a piercing golden arc burst out from the flying sword.

As soon as this arc appeared, it burst open in an instant, turning into countless slender golden threads, heading towards that bit of green flame under the hood.

As a result, there was a flash of blue light. These golden threads are like mud oxen entering the sea. All of them were ablaze with beans. The absorption is completely clean. Then the brilliance soared. The green flame suddenly rose to the size of an egg.

See this. The blue light in the depths of Han Li's pupils flickered like a piercing light. Stared at the blue flame that absorbed the golden arc. The look was cloudy.

I don't know how long it has been. Han Li exhaled lightly. The blue light in his eyes disappeared. But there was a look of hesitation on his face.

But a moment later. He shook his head, and his mind was settled. A mouth. Sucked in the direction of the flying sword. The purple flame on the sword instantly turned into a purple thread. It was inhaled into its mouth. There is nothing left.

There is no violet heaven and earth suppression. The green flames on the sword soared. Wrapped the entire flying sword in it. Han immediately snorted in a heart-to-heart manner. There was a flash of blue on his face. There was a hint of pain.

But. Han immediately didn't care about his physical discomfort. Ten fingers snapped at the flying sword. The green light flashed. More than ten sword qi shot out of his hand.

Just like the golden arc transformed by the evil god thunder, as soon as the cyan sword qi came into contact with the cyan flame of the lamp, it was all sucked into it and turned into invisible.

But Han Li didn't seem to see all of this, the spiritual power in his body kept running, and the sword qi slammed into the green flame like moths one after another.

Mana is depleted dramatically.

In this way, after Qing Yan absorbed a lot of sword qi, it was as if he had replenished it. It's getting bigger and bigger.

It soon turned into a dazzling cyan fireball, burning violently in front of Han Li.

At this time, the mana in Han Three. It consumed more than a third.

But looking at the huge fireball in front of him, Han Li laughed instead. The sword qi in his hand stopped, and he waved at the flying sword in the fireball.

With a "poof", the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword easily burst out of the green flames, and after a circle, it shot into Han Li's hand.

Han Li looked down and saw that the green flying sword in his hand was crystal clear, and the green flames on it were gone. I couldn't help but smile on my face.

"Sure enough, this flame is extremely wonderful, but it is obviously limited in the spiritual power that can be devoured. There is too much Qingyuan sword qi inhaled, but it can be manipulated by speculation. Han Li smiled and muttered a few words.

Then the two hands were closed, and the light flashed, and the flying sword disappeared into the palm of the hand and disappeared.

At this time, Han Li looked at the cyan fireball in front of him and tapped it with his finger. A wisp of divine consciousness penetrated into it.

The cyan fireball trembled, and slowly spun, and the blue light on it flickered and flickered.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and urged with his divine thoughts.

I saw that the cyan fireball began to shake, but after a while, it flew out obliquely slowly, all the way crookedly.

Seeing this, Han Li touched his chin and groaned.

This green flame is so powerful. Give it up. Naturally, there is some waste. At the moment, although he had absorbed Qingyuan's sword qi, he could barely urge this flame. But obviously because of the exercises. It's not easy to do it at all. After all, this fire was not something that had been refined by him, and it was difficult to manipulate it as easily as urging the Dry Blue Ice Flame and the Violet Heavenly Fire.

Han Li's brows furrowed, and he stared at the cyan fireball and pondered. Suddenly, a palm stretched out and pressed it on the storage bag on his waist.

The white light flickered, and a small piece of white ribs and a pale yellow vial appeared in his hand at the same time.

It was the jade slip that recorded the Xuanyin Sutra and the magic weapon he used to inhale the spirit of the demon beast before.

When the cap is opened, a cloud of black gas flies out of it.

Han Li's five fingers grabbed at the black qi void, and the black qi immediately shot into the palm of his hand, and then with a movement of his divine thoughts, this cloud of Yin Soul Qi immediately bounced onto the ribs on the palm of his other hand.

Suddenly, the ribs turned from white to black, and they floated out of their hands, and released a cold black glow.

Seeing this, Han Li immersed his divine consciousness in it, quickly scanned the contents of the Xuanyin Sutra within it, and began to look for something at a glance.

When Han Shenzhi flipped through the three words "Yin Fire Thunder", Han Li was overjoyed, slowed down for a moment, and began to carefully browse this part of the content.

"Yin Fire Thunder", it sounds like an ordinary name, there is nothing peculiar about it. But in fact, this thing is the existence of the Xuanyin Sutra that is no less than the corpse fire of the heavenly capital.

However, it is not a magic path secret technique, but a secret method of refining thunder beads. And Han Li had obtained the earth before, "The Heavenly Thunder Son is the same kind of treasure.

Of course, according to the Xuanyin Sutra, once this Yin Fire Thunder is successfully refined, it is amazingly powerful. In terms of destructive power alone, it is even higher than the power of the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire.

The principle is to suppress a large amount of pure yin fire of Xuanyin**, and then mix it with some thunder and lightning power, plus some other materials, and use some special means to solidify and stabilize it.

Once it is sacrificed against the enemy, it can trigger the Yin Fire and Thunder and Lightning in it at the same time, and then burst and injure people.

It's a pity that the thunder bead is a one-time consumable, which not only has many restrictions, but also troublesome refining. It is extremely difficult to succeed, and only monks who can manipulate the spiritual power of the thunder attribute can refine it.

So don't talk about the Extreme Yin Old Monster, even the Master of the Xuan Bone has never refined this kind of thing.

When Han Li first saw the Yin Fire Thunder Land Refining Method, he also didn't pay much attention to this secret method. Although he can manipulate the evil god thunder, he can't do anything Xuanyin**, so he naturally swept it away. He only practiced a few easy-to-learn secret techniques such as the Yin Demon Slash in the Xuanyin Sutra.

Now he had a headache with the cyan flame in front of him. But he suddenly thought of this Yin Fire Thunder Refining Secret Method.

Originally, refining the Yin Fire Thunder required a large amount of spiritual power, and the chance of success was not much, plus there were few monks who could drive thunder and lightning. Therefore, there are very few people in the immortal cultivation world who refine this thing, even if someone occasionally refines a few, and because it is a consumable, it will soon be used in a flash in the pan.

Han Li still didn't know Xuanyin**, but with his current knowledge and cultivation, he didn't need to copy everything in the Xuanyin Sutra. As long as the refining method of thunder beads is slightly changed, other thunder beads can also be refined by using the ready-made green flames. It's not a waste.

After all, the power of the Blue Flame is not under its Violet Heavenly Fire, and the power of refining into a thunder bead is definitely not under the original Earth Yin Fire Thunder.

And he had the idea of refining the Thunder Bead Land with the Dry Blue Ice Flame or even the Violet Heavenly Fire before. However, because there are too few refining areas for these two spiritual flames, they are not enough to use against the enemy, so they really dare not waste on them. This thought was thrown out of his mind in a flash.

Right now, facing the green flame that can't be collected and can't be dropped, refining it into a thunder bead is a brilliant idea.

In this way, in the near future, this thing can also become a sharp weapon against the enemy.

With a plan in mind, Han Li immediately rummaged through the storage bag for other things.

When it comes to refining the materials for refining thunder beads, he can really get them from his body. These are not rare items, they are some commonly used items that will be used in both alchemy and refining. Han Li had prepared some as well.

In this way, he took out the things one by one. Placed in front of him. Then facing the flickering fireball, his expression froze, and his hands raised.

With a boom, two golden arcs shot out of his palms at the same time, hitting the cyan fireball.

In the hall of the Luoyun Sect's residence, Lu Luo sat motionless on a chair in the hall, with no expression on his face. In front of him, there were several monks of the Luoyun Sect who were bound to stand in their hands, and the old man in red shirt and the woman surnamed Song were among them. It's just that these people look a little anxious.

"Senior Nephew Duan. How many days has your Uncle Han been in retreat?" Lu Luo suddenly asked lightly.

"Uncle Qiyu. Uncle Han has been in the quiet room for more than two months, and Senior Sister Song and I have been staying outside the quiet room, and Uncle Han has never come out. ”

"Well, when your Uncle Han was in retreat, he once greeted me. He said that he would make some preparations for the big war in the near future. We should easily not disturb his retreat. But now the Mulan people seem to have all the manpower and are starting to move. The top management on our side met several times. Those monks all asked you Uncle Han to go and participate. But I excused myself and pushed it off. But now that the three major monks have gathered in Tianyi City, they have also sent a letter to invite you, Senior Uncle Han, to gather tomorrow. This time, however, it was a meeting that only mid-primordial monks could attend. It can be seen that I attach great importance to your Uncle Han. It's not good to push it again but don't go. "And I guess this meeting is the final decision. How to respond to the meeting. If anyone from our Falling Cloud Sect attends this meeting. There are a lot of benefits. Lu Luo sighed. Muttered.

Listened to what their Uncle Lu said. The others in the hall also had wry smiles on their faces.

"But Uncle Han must be in retreat now, and if he is easily disturbed. Will it make Uncle Shi's achievements fall short? After the woman surnamed Song hesitated for a moment, she said with a worried look on her face.

"It's because of this concern that Uncle Lu dragged it out. But tomorrow's party, if Uncle Han doesn't show up again, I'm afraid the others will ......," a middle-aged monk with two mustaches on his lips said with some hesitation.

"Others, what's wrong?"

At this moment, a light voice suddenly came from outside the hall, the voice was not loud, but it clearly and abnormally reached everyone's ears.

Hearing this, Lu Luo's face was suddenly full of joy.

(There's another chapter.,Let's continue to code words!)