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Compared with the human-demon and other nearby tribes, the population of the Spirit Tribe is already extremely sparse.
In addition, Han Li and others deliberately drove the flying boat to take some unusually remote routes, so naturally they encountered fewer and fewer Spirit Tribe people.
These spirit tribes have no doubts about the changed appearance of the Black Spirit Holy Boat and the magic crystal puppets standing outside the boat.
There were even a few members of the Qi Ling clan who went out of their way to say hello to these "fellow clansmen" who were not weak in cultivation.
With Han Li¡¯s signal, these transformed puppets easily dealt with these ¡°tribesmen¡±.
Two months later, the spaceship finally arrived at the largest city in the central part of the Spirit Clan, 'Cuiyan City'. More than 100,000 miles away from this city was the Holy Land of the entire Spirit Clan, 'Fuling Mountain'.
¡°In this mountain live the ¡®Spirit King¡¯ who enjoys supreme prestige among the Spirit Clan, as well as some holy guards who have sworn not to leave this mountain for the rest of their lives.
According to the forbidden rules of the Spirit Clan, the area within 30,000 miles of this mountain is designated as a restricted area, and the Spirit Clan members below the combined level are strictly prohibited from approaching.
Beings above the combined body are not allowed to enter the upper part of Fuling Mountain without the personal instructions of King Ling. They can only stay in the lower part of the mountainside for a short period of time.
In recent years, some spiritual kings who had recently received holy spirits were frequently summoned to the Holy Mountain on a regular basis. They suddenly announced that they would practice a certain mysterious technique in seclusion, and after handing over the affairs of the clan to the control of a few close followers of the holy spirit, they were completely closed off. The entire Holy Land is no longer open to anyone.
There has never been a mountain closure incident in Chengsan before, which naturally caused quite a stir among the Spirit Clan. But those few Holy Spirits were also highly respected people. Under their combined efforts to suppress them, the Spirit Clan really didn't cause any big troubles, but secret rumors were naturally inevitable.
During this time, the entire Spirit Clan was filled with a strange undercurrent of atmosphere.
On the way here, Han Li, Mo Jianli and others inquired about the relevant information clearly. .
Although they were surprised by the unexpected changes in the spirit clan, they did not change their intention to see the spirit king.
After all, since the Spirit King was able to trade the Thunder Sky Talisman with the alien Mahayana not long ago, he was not really practicing in seclusion, but was secretly plotting something else.
But regardless of the unknown plan of this Spirit Race Mahayana, Han Li and Mo Jianli, who are determined to obtain the Lei Xiao Talisman, will naturally not retreat at all.
After some discussion, the two stopped the Black Spirit Holy Boat near Cuiyan City, leaving behind Yin Yue and others and a bunch of magic crystal puppets.
The two of them flew away towards the Fuling Mountain together.
With this arrangement, if something happens when meeting the Spirit King, their Mahayana cultivation will be more than enough to protect themselves without any hindrance.
Half a day later, Han Li and Mo Jianli arrived not far from the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Tribe without anyone noticing.
Han Li raised his head and looked up.
Wherever you look, you can see rainbows of five colors all over the sky, and under these rainbow bridges, an emerald green mountain peak more than 10,000 feet high is faintly flashing with crystal light.
Even though Han Li used secret techniques to hide his body, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly.
With his current strength, how could he not see that this rumored "Holy Mountain" of the Spirit Clan actually possesses some extremely terrifying invisible spiritual pressure? It seems to be a rare treasure with great power in itself, not at all like those of his. What it looks like under the mountain.
"It's interesting! This Spirit King doesn't hesitate to let the Holy Mountain reveal its true colors, but also wants to completely seal the place. It seems that there is something really fishy about it." Mo Jianli, who also turned his body into a transparent form, was beside him. , also said a few words in amazement.
¡°Obviously, this human race Mahayana also saw some of the mysteries of this mountain at a glance.
"Brother Mo, it seems that the Spirit King has really set up a very powerful restriction here. Do we still want to take the initiative?" Han Li asked calmly.
"Why don't you go. Even though this mountain is extraordinary, how can it really stop you and me from joining forces. And if you don't show some skills first, this Lord Spirit King may not be willing to show up and meet us. Fellow Daoist Han will be fine. At the end of the day, I suddenly changed my mind." Mo Jianli said with a smile.
"Since Brother Mo knows this, how can Han have any intention of backing down? I will naturally accompany you to the end." Han Li was not surprised and said with a smile,
So after a few more discussions, the two immediately decided to separate.
Mo Jianli made a hand gesture and muttered something.
A strange scene appeared! This human race MahayanaWith a "Puff" sound, a seven-color light beam spurted out and shot straight down through the ground.
Another man from the Spirit Tribe, after a "bang" sound, the red flames above his head suddenly rose, and a red silk net condensed, and a rolled-up one covered the place where the seven-color light pillar sprayed.
The seven-color light beam just flashed and went hundreds of feet underground. One of the transparent shadows was unexpectedly swept away, and its true human form suddenly appeared.
It is Mo Jianli, the great human race.
Before a look of surprise appeared on his face, the red silk net reached the top of his head regardless of the distance of more than a hundred feet, and with a "boom", it turned into a roll of rolling flames.
Seeing this, Mo Jianli's face darkened, and after snorting coldly, he suddenly swung one sleeve high into the air, and a burst of white air suddenly surged out.
As soon as the flames came into contact, people were sucked in like a cow being swallowed into the sea, and they couldn't even get close to it.
Before a sneer flashed across Mo Jianli's face, with a "chi" sound, a crimson talisman suddenly shot out from the flames. In a flash, it suddenly turned into countless red threads and spread out.
The next moment, a red light suddenly appeared on Mo Jian's body without any warning, and a red fire chain suddenly appeared on his body out of thin air. After wrapping around it, it was tied up tightly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com