The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 223 Shoot!

Zhou Xun stayed in the hiding formation for a full month after the three demons entered.

On this day, he put on the hood of the concealment robe and slowly injected his magic power, so that visible to the naked eye, Zhou Xun's figure disappeared into the air.

Then he used the Breath Condensation Technique to control his own cultivation at the early stage of foundation building.

In this way, even if he sneaks into the lair of the Split Wind Beast, he will not find him.

Then, Zhou Xun carefully entered the wind-splitting beast's lair. After entering, he walked lightly to Han Li's position.

He stopped when he was more than a hundred feet away from Han Li. He walked further in because he was afraid of disturbing the three demon cultivators inside.

So I hid here and waited.

He believed that Han Li would definitely plot against the three demon cultivators just like in the original work.

During the more than two months of refining the Wind and Thunder Wings, Han Li had already planned several escape strategies. As for which one was more suitable, he would adopt it according to the situation.

After more than two months of refining, the three demons showed a look of haggard that could not be concealed.

Although the spell in his hand, his spiritual power has no intention of stopping at all.But all three of them have indeed reached the point where their mana is about to be exhausted.

At this time, in the spiritual fire, a pair of wind and thunder wings were about to form.

Therefore, the three demons headed by Feng Xi, obviously having consumed more than half of their mana, still resolutely poured wind and thunder spiritual power into the mask, for fear that all previous efforts would be wasted.

But I didn't expect that when actually refining the wind and thunder wings, the amount of spiritual power consumed was far beyond expectations.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, even at the expense of some vitality, he could barely hold on to the end.

Otherwise, if the treasure refining failed because of this reason, he would have nowhere to buy regret medicine.

Just when the ninth-level demon cultivator secretly sighed for luck, he suddenly felt a strange wave of spiritual energy appearing in the refining room.

Although the time is short and a little weak, it is extremely pure.

Feng Xi's expression changed slightly, and his cold gaze glanced over, finally landing on Han Li, and his expression darkened.

Han Li's expression changed greatly, and he forced a smile at him.

But the demon stared at him coldly.No expression at all.

"Take it out!" the demon said numbly.

"What do seniors want?"

Han Li's expression became even more reluctant, with an unnatural look on his face, and he quietly retracted one hand into his cuff.

Feng Xi narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, then his figure flashed, and then returned to his position.

At this time, he was holding a vial in his hand.Then he opened the bottle cap with a sudden thought.

A trace of pure spiritual energy came out!

The demon first took a look into the bottle.Then he sniffed it lightly with his pointed nose, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Why, what on earth is it?" The turtle demon asked impatiently.

"You tell it yourself!" Feng Xi glanced at Han Li and said calmly.

"Spiritual liquid diluted with a drop of Wannian spiritual liquid." Han Li said with some reluctance, with his head downcast.

"What, this is ten thousand years of spiritual liquid?" Upon hearing this, the turtle demon immediately became energetic and shouted in surprise.

Among the three demons, he has the lowest magic power, and he really doesn't have the confidence to survive to the end, so he looks so happy.

If he had Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk to replenish his lost spiritual power, he wouldn't have to waste his own true energy.

So he hurriedly said:

"Brother Feng, bring the spiritual liquid over here quickly and let me take a sip before talking. You also know that although we can barely support it, this will overdraw our own vitality and our cultivation will regress afterwards."

The turtle demon became a little anxious as if he was afraid that Feng Xi would disagree. "Of course I know about this, but this spiritual liquid...?" The humanoid wind-splitting beast still hesitated. He was worried that Han Li was not so honest and had added some poison into it.

"Brother Feng! Even if there is some manipulation in this spiritual liquid, do you and I still care about the poison?"

Besides, my body is just a poisonous dragon that eats all the poisons in the world. The bottle is really poisonous and you can’t hide it from me. Why don’t you let me take a sip first to see if there is any poison in it?”

Poisonous Dragon was silent for a while and then spoke.It seems that he also doesn't want to continue to waste his energy.

"Haha! I almost forgot Brother Poisonous Dragon's talent for identifying poisons. In that case, I'll trouble Brother Wu to test it first!"

Then he threw the jade bottle to the poisonous dragon.

Seeing this scene, Han Li was very nervous. He really didn't expect that this poisonous dragon had the talent to distinguish poisons.

I don't know if he can distinguish the green liquid in the small green bottle. If he recognizes it, he will definitely not get any favors.

Thinking of this, he put his hand close to the storage bag, ready to take out the magic weapon and escape at any time.

The poisonous dragon took the jade bottle, took a sip first, then raised his neck and drank more than one-third of the spiritual liquid.

After savoring it for a while, he raised his head, threw the jade bottle back to Feng Xi, and said at the same time:

"There is no poison in this ten thousand year spiritual milk, but it has a strong spiritual power!"

Feng Xi took the jade bottle, raised his head and drank half of the remaining liquid, then threw the bottle to the turtle demon.

The turtle demon couldn't wait to drink up the spirit liquid, and then threw the vial away.

Not long after, the three pioneers all felt the slightest resurgence of mana, and they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Feng Xi's only remaining doubts were gone.

Han Li, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and began to wait for the green liquid to take effect.

At this time, the turtle demon had recovered his spiritual power and was continuing to inject spiritual power into the light shield with great ease. He glanced at the poisonous dragon, as if he remembered something and wanted to say something.

But just opening his mouth slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

The turtle demon spell stopped and he fell to the ground. His mouth was open, but no sound came out.

A surprising scene appeared.

The abdomen of this monster swelled up strangely in an instant.

Then, the head and limbs also deformed following the bulges, as if a ghost had suddenly been born inside the body and was about to break through the skin and break out of the body.

When Du Jiao and Feng Xi at the side saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically.

At the same time, he thought of the diluted spiritual liquid in Han Li's vial.

The poisonous dragon roared angrily, and the blood on his body was full of blood, and he was about to take action against Han Li immediately.

But almost at the same time, the demon's expression suddenly changed.
With a "bang", he fell to his knees on the ground. He watched helplessly as his whole body swelled and deformed, and he was also unable to move or speak.

"court death!"

Seeing this scene, Feng Xi's face flashed and he shouted angrily, and his body also began to swell and he was unable to move.

Han Li was overjoyed when he saw this, and he sacrificed more than 30 green bamboo sharp cloud swords and struck at the wind-splitting beast Feng Xi.

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have suffered like this. Among the three demon cultivators, Han Li hated him the most.

After a while, the smile that just burst out on Han Li's face froze a bit.

Although the Split Wind Beast knelt down on one foot in pain and clutched its lower abdomen with both hands, a faint layer of white light emitted from its entire body. No matter how many swords attacked, it could not break through this protective light.

Seeing this, Feng Xi looked sarcastic,
"When I refine this strange spiritual power, you will die!"

At this time, a slender figure appeared at the door of the refining room, and then a clear voice came:

"No, it's your death!"

(End of this chapter)