Moreover, he also found that he could not remember these patterns at all. He just remembered them here and forgot them. It was useless to remember them when they were not forgotten by the cultivator.

Han Ming finally understood the special nature of these patterns, and he could not record them at all, or the record carrier was somewhat insufficient and could not carry these patterns.

"Hey, the material!" Han Ming suddenly realized something. He flipped his hand and took out a blue talisman, which was a medium-grade lightning talisman.

Dragging out the power of lightning in the lightning talisman, Han Ming began to use these powers of lightning to draw out the array patterns, but he did not expect that he did not encounter any obstacles at all. It seemed that everything was natural.

Half an hour later, Han Ming finished his last stroke with lightning. The ball of lightning actually condensed into solid form like the ball covering my finger insect, as if it had become a natural magic weapon.

Holding a strange ball that looks like gold but not gold, wood but not wood, stone but not stone, Han Ming's face is a little interested. This thing is interesting. It is clearly condensed by lightning, but it does not have a little power of lightning. It seems to be a small magic weapon.

Trying to inject a ball of lightning into the strange ball, Han Ming immediately discovered that all the lightning powers had been absorbed, like mud cows entering the sea.

Qingblind Tianjue looked at the strange ball, and Han Ming immediately discovered that the power of lightning was stored inside the strange ball.

"Interesting, it can actually store lightning, and judging from this level, it can clearly carry a lot of lightning!" Han Ming pinched the strange ball and said to himself in surprise.

With a hard pinch, the lightning ball burst and the lightning that had been injected into it suddenly exploded and turned into a small blue arc. Han Ming's face flashed with joy.

Taking out five lightning talismans, Han Ming used the power of lightning to continue painting the cat and imitate the large balls over there to condense the small balls. Finally, after one hour, three strange balls were condensed, one big and two small.

With a blink of an eye, three strange balls flew out, and in a flash, they merged into the numerous catastrophe clouds. Countless purple arcs gathered wildly into the three weird balls. For a moment, three small thunder and lightning vortexes formed in the catastrophe clouds.

Looking at the strange little ball that quickly absorbed the power of lightning in the clouds, Han Ming's mouth was unconcealed. If these three little balls absorbed enough power of lightning, it would definitely be a good thing.

Looking at Han Ming's series of actions, Yuan Ling felt even more strange. She couldn't tell what this senior brother Han had done. Why did he get three strange small balls, which were similar to the thunder and lightning balls in the distant heavenly tribulation, but they were a little different in size.

"Hey, Senior Brother Han is here." Yuan Ling turned his head inadvertently and immediately found that there were a few small dots in the horizon approaching here.

Han Ming glanced over there, nodded, and turned his head indifferently. It was just a few foundation-building stages, and it was no big deal.

Han Ming continued to look at the three small balls hidden in the catastrophe clouds, with some expectation in his eyes. Of course, he took time from time to time to see the Wujingworm trapped in the heavenly tribulation.
Chapter completed!