This time, the monk with gray robe turned ugly.
This sword formation was far beyond their expectations.
Han Li saw that although the faces of the two people below changed drastically, he did not show any panic expressions. His eyes flashed with thought a few times, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump slightly.
At this time, the old woman and the other two took out several other treasures and tried to resist the approach of the sword silk.
Han Li's expression moved, and the human-shaped puppet standing behind him suddenly flashed with a faint light from the ground, and he disappeared from the spot.
After a moment, the golden silk around the sword formation was only more than twenty feet away from the two people in the middle.
The old woman and the gray-robed monk even began to explode the ancient treasures they sacrificed. Although they temporarily beat the golden silk, they still could not stop them from getting closer.
No, this sword formation is too strange. It is impossible to break it with ordinary treasures. Use that thing quickly!Only the power of that thing can defeat the sword formation!Seeing that the golden silk was getting closer and closer to her, the old woman finally showed a look of fear on her face. After suddenly turning her head, she said anxiously to the gray-robed monk.
Using that thing, you can naturally break the sword formation, but how to deal with the boy Han in a while?The monk in gray robe hesitated a little.
We don’t care about this much. If we break the sword formation, we still have a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, if the sword formation closes in a while, you and I will die, and it will be useless to keep this thing.The old woman said without hesitation.
After hearing this, the grey-robed monk twitched his muscles on his face. He looked at the golden threads around him for a few feet in a short time, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded.
Immediately slapped the storage bag around my waist, and something strange suddenly appeared in my palm.
It turned out to be a fiery red ball as big as a fist, which was so red that it was impossible to see clearly what it was.
However, there was a gold and silver ban talisman on the surface of the ball at the same time. The monk in gray robe held the object with one hand, and a cautious expression appeared on his face, which was extremely solemn.
Fellow Daoist Mojiu, hurry up and do it!If this thing works too close, we will be involved.The old woman looked at the golden silk of the sword formation that was only ten feet away from them, and shouted sharply.
The monk from gray robe sighed, raised his hand and pulled the talisman from the red ball, as if he was about to use this thing.
But at this moment, a faint silver light flashed behind the gray-robed monk, and a figure emerged from the void.His actions were as silent as a ghost, leaving the monk unaware of any strangeness.
The old woman standing opposite the monk saw this strange thing at a glance and immediately screamed in shock.
Be careful, behind you!
The old woman reminded her loudly, and at the same time, she brushed her sleeves and a yellow light flashed and shot towards the figure.
When the monk in gray robe heard the old woman's warning, he naturally felt a trembling heart. He didn't even think too much and was about to shoot out immediately. At the same time, the arm holding the ball also subconsciously shrank, trying to put the ball into the sleeve robe, but his actions were a little late.
The human-shaped puppet appeared behind him, and the puppet had the magical powers of a late-stage Nascent Soul monk. As soon as it moved, one hand directly inserted into the back of the gray-robed monk, and the other hand grabbed the fiery red ball with one hand. The movement could be described as thunder and lightning, which was extremely fast.
With a muffled groan, the monk staggered.
Although the silver palm of the human-shaped puppet inserted into his vital position easily separated his body protection light, the moment he touched the man's back, a strange bird surrounded by feathers appeared on his back.
Although the puppet's palm was put down, it still easily cut the strange bird's phantom, but the movement naturally slowed down, allowing the monk to avoid the vital points, but he only cut a long hole on his shoulder, and blood flowed.
And the other hand that grabbed the red ball, when it was almost about to succeed, the ball suddenly left the monk's hand and shot towards the old woman on the other side.
The yellow light that the old woman sprayed out had reached the human-shaped puppet, and there was a glittering yellow needle.
The human-shaped puppet's eyes shone brightly, but he didn't dodge or avoid the needle. The arm that grabbed the fiery red ball suddenly trembled, and then a crunch came.
The arm suddenly flew out of his body, caught up with the ball in front in a flash, and then shot back in a hovering manner.
The yellow fine needle hit the head of the human-shaped puppet almost at the same time, making a dull explosion, and a yellow light flashed.
not good!
Ah！
Two completely different screams came from the monk and the old woman at the same time.
This is not because the two of them have different ideas, but because the monk saw that the fiery red ball was put away by others, he was naturally shocked and angry.
But the old woman in the distance couldn't help but feel happy when she saw her natal magic weapon that had been practicing for hundreds of years.
The human-shaped puppet body retreated several steps back before barely stabilizing, standing up straight again, and looking at the old woman coldly.
At its temple, a small hole as thick as a thumb appeared there, but immediately a silver light flashed in the hole, and it disappeared as before, without even a trace of scar left.
This scene made the old woman stunned, but immediately sensed something again, and suddenly screamed: Huangmei Needle, what happened to you when you put my Huangmei Needle?
The human-shaped puppet slowly raised one of its wooden palms. At the center of this hand, the yellow fine needle was bouncing and shaking, desperately trying to escape from the palm, but was wrapped in a ball of silver light and could not escape from this place at all.
When the old woman saw this, her face turned pale.
As his lips moved, he was about to say something, but the human-shaped puppet suddenly rubbed his hands, and the dazzling silver light shone between his palms. The yellow fine needle suddenly became dull and his spirituality became very lost.
The old woman was moved by her heart and screamed, spitting out several mouthfuls of essence and blood, which damaged a lot of energy.
The gray-robed monk looked ashen, not caring about the injuries behind him. Suddenly, he raised his hands and countless silver lights of fists surged out of his hands, bringing out the sound of wind and thunder. I don’t know what treasure it was, but the momentum was so amazing.
But when Han Li saw this scene in the air, he sneered and his mind moved.
The human-shaped puppet clasped his hands blankly, and the silver light spread all over his body. Once the light converged, it disappeared strangely.
The silver balls of light naturally hit the void, without any effect.
The monk and the old woman looked at each other and saw the look of despair in each other's eyes.
And this time, the golden silks around were only seven or eight feet away from them. Even if they had great skills, they were now unable to fly.
Han Li was floating in the sky, his hands were backwards, and he looked down coldly.
The Da Geng Sword Formation finally closed together, and countless golden threads finally turned into a huge golden ball of light. In the ball of light, a roaring burst sound came first, shaking the ball of light several times, and then the screams of the old woman and the monk came one after another.
Under the perspective of the spiritual eyes, he clearly saw that the bodies of the two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks were dismembered by the scattered blade in a blink of an eye.
The Nascent Soul hidden in the body lasted for a while, but with so many golden threads continuously slashing, it eventually turned into a little bit of spiritual light, disappearing from this world without a trace.
As for the storage bags of the two of them and the treasures driven by the two of them, there was nothing left. They were all destroyed by the power of the sword formation. Only two small balls of extremely cold flames of yellow and green color were left, floating gently in the air.
With a sigh, Han Li's expression slowed down, but he showed a little lonely look.
After a quiet moment of silence, a silver light suddenly flashed beside him, and the human-shaped puppet appeared silently. With one hand, the stolen fiery red ball appeared in Han Li's eyes.
Han Li reached out to take it without saying a word and looked at the object carefully.
This ball looks translucent and there is a glaring red flame rolling inside.
Looking closely, it turned out to be a mini firebird circling and flying there, lifelike and magical.
Around the firebird, there are colorful runes flashing. After careful look at each rune, it turns out to be a kind of specious ancient text.
With Han Li's current profound understanding of ancient characters, he could not recognize the general origin of these characters.
It actually seems to be a brand new type of ancient text!
Han Li looked at it for a long time and frowned slightly.
Since this thing was taken out by these two people at the last moment, it must be extraordinary and is regarded as a treasure of their killer weapon.
However, although this ball does look a bit magical and seems to contain a lot of fire-attribute spiritual power, it is simply a fool to say that this little spiritual power can destroy his Da Geng Sword Formation.
It seems that the true power of this thing should be on those runes.
But he could not recognize any of these ancient texts, so naturally he could not tell how to understand them.
Now is not the time for him to study things carefully.
Han Li thought about it, took out a few more ban talismans from the storage bag, put them on the ball, and then took out a wooden box that looked like gold but not gold, carefully put the golden ball away, and left it for later use.
At this time, Han Li looked up at the niclin phantom, and saw that the phantom had been smaller in just a short while, while the fire crow floating and flying inside his body seemed to be mentally abnormal, but the body was about one-third larger.
Seeing this scene, Han Li touched his chin, and his eyes showed his thoughts.
He immediately did not rush to withdraw the true fire. He first pinched his hands and said the sound of a spell.
Suddenly, hundreds of golden lights appeared from the void below. In a tremor, most of them dissipated and disappeared, and in the end only thirty-six golden swords were left.
Han Li's indifferent sleeves shook, and these small swords turned into golden rainbows and penetrated into his sleeves.Then his eyes turned and he landed on the two small balls of cold flames that remained in place.
The two balls of cold flames were motionless below, flashing with a faint glow, looking really inconspicuous.
This sword formation was far beyond their expectations.
Han Li saw that although the faces of the two people below changed drastically, he did not show any panic expressions. His eyes flashed with thought a few times, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump slightly.
At this time, the old woman and the other two took out several other treasures and tried to resist the approach of the sword silk.
Han Li's expression moved, and the human-shaped puppet standing behind him suddenly flashed with a faint light from the ground, and he disappeared from the spot.
After a moment, the golden silk around the sword formation was only more than twenty feet away from the two people in the middle.
The old woman and the gray-robed monk even began to explode the ancient treasures they sacrificed. Although they temporarily beat the golden silk, they still could not stop them from getting closer.
No, this sword formation is too strange. It is impossible to break it with ordinary treasures. Use that thing quickly!Only the power of that thing can defeat the sword formation!Seeing that the golden silk was getting closer and closer to her, the old woman finally showed a look of fear on her face. After suddenly turning her head, she said anxiously to the gray-robed monk.
Using that thing, you can naturally break the sword formation, but how to deal with the boy Han in a while?The monk in gray robe hesitated a little.
We don’t care about this much. If we break the sword formation, we still have a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, if the sword formation closes in a while, you and I will die, and it will be useless to keep this thing.The old woman said without hesitation.
After hearing this, the grey-robed monk twitched his muscles on his face. He looked at the golden threads around him for a few feet in a short time, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded.
Immediately slapped the storage bag around my waist, and something strange suddenly appeared in my palm.
It turned out to be a fiery red ball as big as a fist, which was so red that it was impossible to see clearly what it was.
However, there was a gold and silver ban talisman on the surface of the ball at the same time. The monk in gray robe held the object with one hand, and a cautious expression appeared on his face, which was extremely solemn.
Fellow Daoist Mojiu, hurry up and do it!If this thing works too close, we will be involved.The old woman looked at the golden silk of the sword formation that was only ten feet away from them, and shouted sharply.
The monk from gray robe sighed, raised his hand and pulled the talisman from the red ball, as if he was about to use this thing.
But at this moment, a faint silver light flashed behind the gray-robed monk, and a figure emerged from the void.His actions were as silent as a ghost, leaving the monk unaware of any strangeness.
The old woman standing opposite the monk saw this strange thing at a glance and immediately screamed in shock.
Be careful, behind you!
The old woman reminded her loudly, and at the same time, she brushed her sleeves and a yellow light flashed and shot towards the figure.
When the monk in gray robe heard the old woman's warning, he naturally felt a trembling heart. He didn't even think too much and was about to shoot out immediately. At the same time, the arm holding the ball also subconsciously shrank, trying to put the ball into the sleeve robe, but his actions were a little late.
The human-shaped puppet appeared behind him, and the puppet had the magical powers of a late-stage Nascent Soul monk. As soon as it moved, one hand directly inserted into the back of the gray-robed monk, and the other hand grabbed the fiery red ball with one hand. The movement could be described as thunder and lightning, which was extremely fast.
With a muffled groan, the monk staggered.
Although the silver palm of the human-shaped puppet inserted into his vital position easily separated his body protection light, the moment he touched the man's back, a strange bird surrounded by feathers appeared on his back.
Although the puppet's palm was put down, it still easily cut the strange bird's phantom, but the movement naturally slowed down, allowing the monk to avoid the vital points, but he only cut a long hole on his shoulder, and blood flowed.
And the other hand that grabbed the red ball, when it was almost about to succeed, the ball suddenly left the monk's hand and shot towards the old woman on the other side.
The yellow light that the old woman sprayed out had reached the human-shaped puppet, and there was a glittering yellow needle.
The human-shaped puppet's eyes shone brightly, but he didn't dodge or avoid the needle. The arm that grabbed the fiery red ball suddenly trembled, and then a crunch came.
The arm suddenly flew out of his body, caught up with the ball in front in a flash, and then shot back in a hovering manner.
The yellow fine needle hit the head of the human-shaped puppet almost at the same time, making a dull explosion, and a yellow light flashed.
not good!
Ah！
Two completely different screams came from the monk and the old woman at the same time.
This is not because the two of them have different ideas, but because the monk saw that the fiery red ball was put away by others, he was naturally shocked and angry.
But the old woman in the distance couldn't help but feel happy when she saw her natal magic weapon that had been practicing for hundreds of years.
The human-shaped puppet body retreated several steps back before barely stabilizing, standing up straight again, and looking at the old woman coldly.
At its temple, a small hole as thick as a thumb appeared there, but immediately a silver light flashed in the hole, and it disappeared as before, without even a trace of scar left.
This scene made the old woman stunned, but immediately sensed something again, and suddenly screamed: Huangmei Needle, what happened to you when you put my Huangmei Needle?
The human-shaped puppet slowly raised one of its wooden palms. At the center of this hand, the yellow fine needle was bouncing and shaking, desperately trying to escape from the palm, but was wrapped in a ball of silver light and could not escape from this place at all.
When the old woman saw this, her face turned pale.
As his lips moved, he was about to say something, but the human-shaped puppet suddenly rubbed his hands, and the dazzling silver light shone between his palms. The yellow fine needle suddenly became dull and his spirituality became very lost.
The old woman was moved by her heart and screamed, spitting out several mouthfuls of essence and blood, which damaged a lot of energy.
The gray-robed monk looked ashen, not caring about the injuries behind him. Suddenly, he raised his hands and countless silver lights of fists surged out of his hands, bringing out the sound of wind and thunder. I don’t know what treasure it was, but the momentum was so amazing.
But when Han Li saw this scene in the air, he sneered and his mind moved.
The human-shaped puppet clasped his hands blankly, and the silver light spread all over his body. Once the light converged, it disappeared strangely.
The silver balls of light naturally hit the void, without any effect.
The monk and the old woman looked at each other and saw the look of despair in each other's eyes.
And this time, the golden silks around were only seven or eight feet away from them. Even if they had great skills, they were now unable to fly.
Han Li was floating in the sky, his hands were backwards, and he looked down coldly.
The Da Geng Sword Formation finally closed together, and countless golden threads finally turned into a huge golden ball of light. In the ball of light, a roaring burst sound came first, shaking the ball of light several times, and then the screams of the old woman and the monk came one after another.
Under the perspective of the spiritual eyes, he clearly saw that the bodies of the two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks were dismembered by the scattered blade in a blink of an eye.
The Nascent Soul hidden in the body lasted for a while, but with so many golden threads continuously slashing, it eventually turned into a little bit of spiritual light, disappearing from this world without a trace.
As for the storage bags of the two of them and the treasures driven by the two of them, there was nothing left. They were all destroyed by the power of the sword formation. Only two small balls of extremely cold flames of yellow and green color were left, floating gently in the air.
With a sigh, Han Li's expression slowed down, but he showed a little lonely look.
After a quiet moment of silence, a silver light suddenly flashed beside him, and the human-shaped puppet appeared silently. With one hand, the stolen fiery red ball appeared in Han Li's eyes.
Han Li reached out to take it without saying a word and looked at the object carefully.
This ball looks translucent and there is a glaring red flame rolling inside.
Looking closely, it turned out to be a mini firebird circling and flying there, lifelike and magical.
Around the firebird, there are colorful runes flashing. After careful look at each rune, it turns out to be a kind of specious ancient text.
With Han Li's current profound understanding of ancient characters, he could not recognize the general origin of these characters.
It actually seems to be a brand new type of ancient text!
Han Li looked at it for a long time and frowned slightly.
Since this thing was taken out by these two people at the last moment, it must be extraordinary and is regarded as a treasure of their killer weapon.
However, although this ball does look a bit magical and seems to contain a lot of fire-attribute spiritual power, it is simply a fool to say that this little spiritual power can destroy his Da Geng Sword Formation.
It seems that the true power of this thing should be on those runes.
But he could not recognize any of these ancient texts, so naturally he could not tell how to understand them.
Now is not the time for him to study things carefully.
Han Li thought about it, took out a few more ban talismans from the storage bag, put them on the ball, and then took out a wooden box that looked like gold but not gold, carefully put the golden ball away, and left it for later use.
At this time, Han Li looked up at the niclin phantom, and saw that the phantom had been smaller in just a short while, while the fire crow floating and flying inside his body seemed to be mentally abnormal, but the body was about one-third larger.
Seeing this scene, Han Li touched his chin, and his eyes showed his thoughts.
He immediately did not rush to withdraw the true fire. He first pinched his hands and said the sound of a spell.
Suddenly, hundreds of golden lights appeared from the void below. In a tremor, most of them dissipated and disappeared, and in the end only thirty-six golden swords were left.
Han Li's indifferent sleeves shook, and these small swords turned into golden rainbows and penetrated into his sleeves.Then his eyes turned and he landed on the two small balls of cold flames that remained in place.
The two balls of cold flames were motionless below, flashing with a faint glow, looking really inconspicuous.
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