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Chapter 771: A Famous Party, A Great War Is Coming

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    Seeing that the flood dragon's soul had submerged into the spirit skin, Han Li flipped his palm without thinking, and a blue magic talisman pen appeared in the palm of his hand. It was six or seven inches long, small and exquisite, and looked extremely delicate.

    With the other hand, he waved at a certain green jade box with the lid open, and a ball of golden liquid flew out of the box lightly.

    Han Li quickly poured the talisman-making pen into the golden liquid, dipped it, and then his face froze. He pointed at the floating spirit skin, and the talisman pen began to draw the void with great proficiency.

    The incomprehensible golden runes poured out from the tip of the pen one after another, and flew forward in a blink of an eye, disappearing into the blood-red spiritual skin.

    Afterwards, runes of different sizes appeared on the surface of the spirit skin, shining golden, as neat as the ones on the engraving.

    And just as these runes appeared, the spirit skin trembled violently, and the sound of dragon chant suddenly came from it.  Then the surface of the spirit skin bulged for a while, and the blood-red dragon soul rushed out of the skin, as if trying to escape.

    But at this moment, the golden runes on the spirit skin shone brightly, and a life-like distortion emerged, wrapping the dragon soul tightly in it, and then pulled it back vigorously.

    Although he lost his intelligence, Jiao Hun, as the spirit of heaven and earth spirit beasts, naturally felt the danger subconsciously, and kept tearing at the golden runes desperately, trying to break out and escape.

    At this time, the runes that Han Li's talisman pen enlightened became faster, and the large and small golden runes directly covered the dragon soul.  After a while, it was completely trapped, and then pulled back into the spirit skin little by little.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Li stopped moving his hands, and immediately changed to a purple liquid. He also dipped it in with a talisman pen, but drew and wrote strange symbols like spirit patterns, and flicked them out one by one in a calm manner.

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

    It didn't take long for the palm-sized spirit skin talisman paper to shine with dense and colorful luster, which seemed to be full of aura.

    Han Li's expression became more solemn, and his writing became slower and slower.  Blue light flickered endlessly in his eyes, urging the supernatural powers of the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes to the extreme.

    When a red rune had just been drawn and flew into the spirit skin, a sudden burst of abnormal aura fluctuations emanated from the half-completed rune, and it became more and more violent.

    Han Li's complexion changed drastically, and he secretly complained incessantly.  But immediately, without even thinking about it, he flicked his big sleeve to the ground, and a cloud of green clouds rolled out, instantly putting away all the materials. At the same time, he swiped his other hand toward the void in front of him, and a small blue shield flew from the sleeve.  It shot out, instantly swelled up, and blocked in front of him.

    Just when Han Li had just finished all this, the color spirit skin burst open with a deafening dragon chant.

    The five-color light group was dazzling, and the amazing aura rushed around, as if a huge wave had hit the blue shield.

    After the big shield shook slightly, it blocked it without moving.  Seeing this, Han Li was taken aback, a little surprised.

    Because according to the great power of the talisman, the explosion of this kind of talisman failure should have a lot of destructive power.  Now that he blocked it so easily, it was quite different from what he expected.

    Just when Han Li was startled, a ray of blood shot out from the ball of light, reaching the sky above the secret room in a flash, and was about to escape from the secret room.

    But as soon as the blood light touched the roof, a white light curtain suddenly emerged without warning, bouncing back the blood light and making it show its figure.

    It was the bloody little dragon, the spirit of the poisonous dragon.

    Han Li was startled for a moment, but then became overjoyed.

    Without thinking about it, he raised one hand and grabbed it towards the void. A big blue hand suddenly appeared on the top of Jiaohun's head, grabbed it in his hand, and shot down.

    At this moment, Han Li stretched out a finger, and pointed at the shield in front of him casually. After the blue light rippled, the shield quickly became smaller, and after a circle, it shot into the cuff by itself.

    Then Han Li stared at the newly captured Jiaohun, and used the Ming and Qing clairvoyance again.

    "Huh" Han Li had a surprised expression on his face, and he let out a small gasp in astonishment.

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

    Looking at Jiao Hun, Han Li stroked his chin, his face pondering.

    It seems that the refinement of the spirit talisman failed, and the demon soul did not collapse immediately, but lost some soul power.  If this is the case, although it is difficult to refine the spirit charm, it can be refined several times before the soul power is exhausted, and there is a good chance of success.

    Of course, if there are too many repeated refining times, the soul power will be greatly improvedThe strength is not much, and the speed of escape is far from that of ordinary monks.

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

    Seeing this scene, the woman surnamed Song felt more at ease.  And he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is it because Master Han has this treasure that he's so calm and didn't leave the customs until now.  I don't know what kind of powerful secret technique this unpredictable uncle has practiced in the past few days?  What happened to the crackling sound of the dragon chant in the secret room.

    Just as the woman was silent and thinking wildly, Han Li asked something that was somewhat unexpected to her.

    "Daoist Ziling, are you still in the same place?"

    "Zi Ling and the others have left Tianyi City for the time being, and are planning to wait until the end of this war before deciding on future plans." The woman surnamed Song was startled for a moment, but immediately replied obediently.

    "Hehe! This girl, Zi Ling, is quite clever. This is indeed a wise move. If I change my body, I will probably do the same." Han Li didn't care, but said with a smile.

    Afterwards, the spiritual power under his feet that looked like rubbing was urged, and the speed of Yufengche increased by a large amount. Under the shocked expression of the woman surnamed Song, she escaped more than ten feet away in an instant, and soon turned into a small spot of light, and disappeared in the  the edge of the sky.

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