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Chapter 901 Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasure Haoyuan Pill

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    Turning over the medicine bottle, a fiery red almond-like elixir fell into the palm of his hand.

    Seeing this, the elixir that was refined with high-level demon pills in the past, a trace of regret appeared on Han Li's face.

    This kind of pill, which was originally used to increase the spiritual power of the alchemy monks, was indeed wasted here.

    If the mana hadn't been sealed, Yinyue hadn't been injured, and if she had used the Soul Search Secret Technique directly, there would have been no such trouble.

    Squeezing the blue-robed man's chin with one hand, and skillfully flicking his wrist, he skillfully dislocated his jaw, and his mouth opened wide.

    With a flick of the other hand, the pill was wrapped in a cloud of green energy and shot into the blue-robed man's mouth.

    Han Li let go of his hands, and touched his waist with one hand, and a thin silver needle appeared between his fingers.

    The cold light flickered, and the silver needles turned into a few strands of silver thread and pricked all over the body of the blue-robed man, and it was over in an instant.  Where it was pierced, jet-black poisonous blood shot out about a foot high, followed by a stench that made one want to vomit.

    Han Li stood up and stood aside with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly for the other party to wake up.

    After a full cup of tea, Fengyue's poisonous blood was released in a big puddle, and finally he let out a low moan, as if he was about to wake up.

    Han Li's eyes flashed, and he flicked his fingers with both hands together. After a gust of wind blasted, the poisonous blood that was still flowing stopped abruptly.  Then with a shake of his shoulders, the second Nascent Soul immediately turned into a dark cloud, shot obliquely into the forest beside him, and disappeared without a trace.

    "It's you" The man in blue finally opened his eyes and saw Han Li in front of him clearly. He let out a sound of surprise and struggled to sit up.

    "Why, surprised to see me?" Han Li glanced at Fengyue and said lightly.

    "Daoist friend saved me? Where's that old thief Feng Zhen?" Although the young man's voice was weak, he was still full of vigilance.

    "You're talking about the one in the purple robe, and it's on the ground over there!" Han Li glanced aside, and said casually.

    Fengyue rolled his eyes slightly, twisted his neck with difficulty, and finally saw the inhuman corpse of the purple-robed old man. His face was shocked at first, and then finally showed hatred.  Then his eyes turned and he returned to Han Li.  There was an extremely strange look on his face.

    "Could it be that this old thief was also killed by Brother Han? It seems that Brother Han's supernatural powers are really unpredictable. Feng has kept his life-saving grace in mind, and he will definitely repay him generously in the future." Fengyue asked tentatively, and at the same time  Reaching out his hand to his waist, he took out a elixir and stuffed it into his mouth. The one with the other hand on the ground was about to stand up.

    But he was only halfway up when his legs went limp and he fell to the ground again.

    "What's going on, I don't have any strength at all." Fengyue fell to the ground, his face shattered, revealing a hint of panic.

    "Rewards in the future? It seems that fellow Taoists don't know their situation yet." Han Li didn't intend to extend his hand to help, but said without changing his expression.

    "What do you mean? What's wrong with me now? You put a restraint on me?" The young man stared at Han Li with a frightened look on his face.

    "I'm going to put a restraint on you, you think too highly of yourself. I want to restrain you, so what kind of restraints do I need to impose. Take a look at your current appearance first." Han Li sneered, raised his hand, and said nothing  The big thing was thrown beside Maple Leaf.

    It turned out to be an ordinary small bronze mirror.

    When Fengyue heard the words, his face was full of surprise and suspicion, but seeing that Han Li had no expression at all, he picked up the mirror with gritted teeth, and took a look inside.

    "Ah! What's going on? My face this is poisonous gas. When did I get poisoned so deeply! Could it be that the thing that old thief used is poisonous?" Fengyue was immediately dismayed when he saw it, and couldn't help it.  The hoarse voice shouted loudly.

    Then he hurriedly dumped the storage bag at his waist to the ground, and after a white light, a lot of bottles and jars appeared on the ground.

    He hurriedly found out a few bottles, no matter what happened, and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

    Han Li watched coldly, and let the other party take the elixir without saying a word.

    After taking the elixir, Fengyue didn't care about talking to Han Li about shooting again, and immediately closed his eyes and meditated for luck, trying to force the poison out with the power of the medicine.  But after only a while, he opened his eyes again, and the frightened look on his face deepened by three points.  .

    "How is this possible? None of these antidotes works. What kind of strange poison did I get?" This man finally realized the severity of the poison and became extremely anxious.

    "Although I haven't seen it before, it should be the bitter poison among the ten poisons." At this time, Han Li spoke again slowly.

    "He continued and said nonchalantly.

    "If you have any questions, feel free to ask, Fellow Daoist. I have reached this point, so there is nothing I can't answer." Fengyue said sadly.

    "Okay, this is the best. Let me talk about your identity first. You are not a sudden person, but a monk of the Jin family?" Han Li asked bluntly.

    "Since fellow daoist has already guessed it, why bother to ask more questions." Feng Yue looked up at the jade pendant and the silver key on his chest, and gritted his teeth.

    It seems that this guy thought that Han Li had seen these two things just now, so he just guessed it.

    The corner of Han Li's mouth twitched, but he remained indifferent.

    "Ningzhong Feng? The Ningzhong you are referring to, is the Feng family very powerful?"  )(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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