As soon as he grabbed the gate of Yellow Springs, Lu Li was rude, and printed a soul mark, which was branded in the depths of the Gate of Yellow Springs.

At the same time, mana is pouring into it like a galaxy.

I don't know how long it took.

There is a faint connection between Lu Li's soul and the gate of Huangquan.

The ceremony was a success!

"Small! Small! Small!"

As soon as Lu Li thought of it, the gate of Huangquan, which was ten thousand feet high in the palm of his hand, shrank rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a sunflower fan and floated in front of him.

It exudes a mysterious and mysterious, ancient and amazing avenue.

It is indeed almost the same as the atmosphere of Naihe Jinqiao!

Lu Li was thoughtful, staring at the mysterious black patterns entwined around the gate of Yellow Springs, his eyes flashed a sharp light: "These mysterious black patterns are full of death breath, and their power is ferocious and domineering. Daoist rune?"

Before he finished speaking, Jin Que next to him took a sip, biting directly on a mysterious black pattern.

next moment.

Its eyes brightened, and it said excitedly: "Lu Li, this thing is delicious! It's even more delicious than the vitality of the fairy world! It's more delicious than the bald sari in the Buddha world, and it's crunchy! Hey, how do I know that the sari is good? food?"

Jin Que was stunned on the spot.

Lu Li didn't care either, he tried, sacrificing the Devouring Dao Talisman, and carefully refining a mysterious black pattern.

boom!

This trace of mysterious black lines rushed straight into the brain, carrying the violent breath of death, stabbing Lu Li's primordial spirit!

Obviously, this is also the backhand left by that ancient great demon.

"Again?"

Lu Li sneered, he was already prepared, his Primordial Spirit was about to manifest as a three-legged golden crow, and directly melt this mysterious black pattern.

But at this moment, in the soul, a golden bridge phantom rushed out and hit this mysterious black pattern.

Then, this mysterious black pattern turned into two golden lights, merged into his eyes, and disappeared.

"Huh? What's going on? That Golden Bridge is a guardian spell left by the Yinming Ghost Emperor. Why did he rush out at this time?"

Lu Li was slightly taken aback. .

But the next moment, he froze.

I saw an oil lamp the size of a baby's slap, quietly floating on Jin Que's bud yellow skull.

What is this?

Lu Li's expression became solemn, and he examined it carefully.

I saw that the base of this oil lamp was made of dark gold, and in the middle was a slender, snow-white wick that burned with a faint golden fire.

Lu Li took a breath.

This faint golden fire did not shake at all.

"Lu Li, don't you want to eat it? Then I'll eat it all up!"

Jin Que didn't respond, his eyes glowing green, chasing and biting the mysterious black stripes that lingered and danced like a greedy snake.

It didn't notice that there was an oil lamp above its head out of thin air.

"interesting!"

Lu Li squinted slightly, and began to devour and refine those mysterious black lines.

An hour later.

All the mysterious black patterns were eaten by Lu Li and Jin Que.

Lu Li's eyes had turned dark golden.

It is the dark gold of Naihe Golden Bridge!

at this time.

He stared at the oil lamp above Jin Que's head, and a series of numbers automatically appeared in his mind:

Seven quarters of March 10, 42,852.

This is the remaining life of Jinque.

This oil lamp...is the life oil lamp of Jinque!

"It turns out that this is the real power of the Gate of Yellow Springs! A peek into the secret of life and death!" Lu Li's eyes flashed sharply, and there was a hint of excitement in his heart.

Moreover, he seems to have mastered another use of the Gate of Yellow Springs!

"rise!"

Lu Li threw it casually, raised the Gate of Yellow Springs, and floated on top of Jinque's head: "Jinque, don't move! Let me try the power of this Gate of Yellow Springs first!"

"Okay~ hiccup."

Jin Que hiccupped, touched his bulging belly, and lay down directly.

next moment.

Lu Li pushed the gate of Huangquan with all his strength, erupting mysterious black patterns one after another, and condensed a pure black giant sickle in the air, and waved gently towards the life-span oil lamp above Jin Que's head.

Slip around.

A small group of golden light was chopped out by the pure black scythe, flew out of the gate of Huangquan, and disappeared.

In an instant.

Lu Li also sensed the remaining lifespan of Jin Que.

March 10, 32,852, at seven quarters.

That small group of golden light is the 10,000-year life lamp oil.

"Huh? Something's wrong! It seems that my Dao source has been taken away! Lu Li, what is this ghost hand?"

At this time, Jin Que seemed to sense something, and jumped up suddenly, looking at the pure black scythe above his head in horror.

Lu Li looked at the light in the life-span oil lamp, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Govern life and death, increase or decrease lifespan, this is the real gate of the Yellow Spring!"

Between the words, the thought moved, and the pure black giant hand dispersed directly.

That ball of life-span lamp oil also sprayed out from the gate of the Yellow Springs and fell back into the life-span oil lamp above Jin Que's head.

"Huh? What's going on? It seems that the source of my avenue has come back? Lu Li, what the **** is going on?"

Jin Que blinked his eyes with a look of surprise.

"This Gate of Yellow Springs can help me see the lifespan of all things, and it can also help me take away the lifespan of others out of thin air."

Lu Li held the Gate of Yellow Springs and explained with a smile.

"What? Can you see the lifespan of all things?"

Jin Que was also startled, his eyes widened.

"yes."

Lu Li nodded: "The lifespan of all things, in my eyes, turns into a lifespan oil lamp that burns quietly. Just now, I sacrificed the gate of the Yellow Springs, manifested the law of the avenue of death, and condensed it into a deadly sickle, out of thin air. Cut your 10,000 years of life. However, it has been put back just now."

After listening to Lu Li's words, Jin Que was full of surprise: "Really? Why didn't I see anything?"

"This is the greatness of this gate of the Yellow Springs. You can only see the life-threatening sickle manifested, but not the lost lifespan."

When Lu Li said this, he couldn't help laughing.

This is really a big thank you to that human-faced tiger-headed monster, who actually gave him such a miraculous and powerful Taoist weapon.

As a reward, when I look back and meet it, I will send him to reincarnation first, so that he will not suffer in this world.

"That's not right! This gate of Yellow Springs can cut people's lifespan out of thin air? It's so ferocious, why didn't the ancient monster just sacrifice it? If it sacrificed this deadly scythe, don't you and I want to do it? Being cut into short-lived species like summer insects and autumn cicadas, can't they die again?"

Jin Que asked suspiciously.

Lu Li pondered for a moment, suddenly realized something, and said with a smile, "Because that ancient great demon didn't know that the gate of Huangquan was the inheritance of Emperor Huangquan, and only by integrating the breath of Naihe Golden Bridge, can this place be truly transformed. The Gate of Yellow Springs is taken as one's own, and its true mysterious power is stimulated."

Speaking of this, Lu Li suddenly frowned.

How does this feel like an arrangement?

Somewhere in the world, there is an invisible hand of fate, let the ancient demon send the gate of Huangquan to his hand?