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Chapter 582 The Wind Blows Overseas

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    Concentrating on the huge clock that was buckled down, Han Li rushed to the flower basket ancient treasure in front of him with one hand, and with a light touch, the white gas transformed by this thing shot directly above his head.

    At the same time, above the giant clock, a dull bell of "Dang" came out.

    The voice was not loud, but Han Li, who was facing the direction of the bell mouth below, sank in his head, and his figure almost fell over.

    It's his most annoying sound attack again!

    Han Li cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to neglect the ancient treasure in the air.

    With a flash of brilliance, the original shape of the flower basket appeared in the white air.

    The flower basket then turned round and round, emitting white rays of light from it, wrapping around the silver bell, and then pulling it towards the blue.

    The silver bell would never submit so obediently, the whole body emitted a dazzling silver light, and the bell rang continuously.  But because of being surrounded by white air, Han Li heard that, although he was still a little uncomfortable, he was not unable to stand firm like before.

    At this time, Han Li ignored the two ancient treasures above his head, and turned his eyes back to the man opposite him.

    The young master of the Six Paths, who had regained his composure, was thinking about the scene where the true demon incarnation was destroyed by the golden arc just now. After a change of expression, he suddenly stared at Han Li.

    "Repelling evil gods and thunder! You have the magic weapon of golden thunder and bamboo!" Wen Tianren's voice was filled with shock and anger for a moment.

    Except for the rumored God of Evil Resisting Lightning, which specializes in magic arts and sorcery, he really can't think of any other arc that has such a heaven-defying ability that it can instantly destroy his real demon incarnation.  The Golden Thunder Bamboo, this thing that caused a bloodbath in the past, has appeared again, and it has been refined into a magic weapon by the opposite person, which really shocked this descendant of the Six Paths.

    Hearing Wen Tianren call out the name of the God of Evil Resisting Thunder, Han Li's expression changed slightly, but after a sneer, his expression remained the same. He just urged the magic weapon of the flower basket on his head, and wanted to collect the silver bell first.

    Seeing this scene, Wen Tianren naturally knew that his guess was right, and his face turned pale.

    As the descendant of the first person in the way of magic, his understanding of the evil god thunder is far beyond that of ordinary monks.  Shenlei is even more afraid of this.

    And after seeing the Liuji True Demon Art, he was unable to fight back even under the thunder of the gods.  He knew that there was no exaggeration in the rumors about this divine thunder's restraint on demonic skills. As long as the other party possessed this thunder, it would be enough to abolish nine out of ten of his demonic arts and sorcery.

    Wen Tianren took a deep breath, looked at Han Li who was standing expressionlessly, his face became gloomy, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

    He faintly felt that the person opposite seemed to be his destined enemy in this life.  Not only is his magic weapon not inferior to him, but after possessing the evil spirit thunder, he has even restrained his kung fu.  This is something he will never tolerate!

    "No matter how much it costs, we must not let the other party leave the island alive today. Only when the golden thunder and bamboo magic weapon is in our own hands can we be completely at ease." Wen Tianren looked at Han Li, feeling ruthless in his heart.

    At this time, the stunning girl standing further away was stunned by the series of spells and treasures played by Han Li and Wen Tianren.

    This girl had already guessed Han Li's true identity when Han Li drove the Gold Devourer.  Naturally, I was extremely surprised!

    It's been a mere few decades, but Han Li's cultivation has skyrocketed from the early stage of alchemy to the late stage, which is really hard for this woman to believe.  But then she thought that the rumored Xutian Cauldron seemed to be in Han Li's hands, and she felt a little relieved.

    But even so, this woman was not optimistic about the battle between Han Li and Wen Tianren at first, she only thought that Han Li would support him for a while at most, and then she would be defeated and fled.  But they never expected that Han Li would have the upper hand in the fight.  Especially when Han Li's light golden arc came out, Wen Tianren's magic power was broken in one fell swoop, and the stunning girl was shocked and felt that her mind was not working well.

    Evil God Thunder!  She recognized the origin of the golden arc almost before Wen Tianren recognized it.

    Because she handed over the thousand-year-old Thunder Bamboo to Han Li herself.  But how did it become the Ten Thousand Years Golden Thunder Bamboo now?  Could it be that Han Li obtained the new Tianlei Bamboo material from other places?  At this time, the only answer the woman could come up with.

    This stunning girl is naturally the Purple Spirit Fairy after leaving the Xutian Temple.

    This woman's face changed drastically, and she got mixed up with Wen Tianren, and she seemed a little reluctant.  I don't know how many stories there are!

    Now, Fairy Ziling clenched her teeth tightly, her beautiful eyes staring into the distance without blinking, faintly feeling that this battle will continue.

    Seeing that the silver bell was about to be put into Han Li's flower basket, Wen Tianren's expression finally moved. The golden light between his brows suddenly glared, and then it seemed to be real.The telescopic elongation of ??.

    In the blink of an eye, a small and delicate horn protruded from Wen Tianren's eyebrows.  The golden light on it is covered with incomprehensible esoteric runes, not only does it look like there is no trace of magic energy, but it is full of pure aura of heaven and earth.

    Looking at the other party's strange unicorn, Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt a chill in his heart.

    Without thinking about it, he pointed at the two cyan giant swords in the distance, and made two more spells.

    After the giant cyan sword buzzed, it disintegrated and re-formed into more than twenty small swords.  These small swords were then urged by the sword shadow splitting technique, and three sword lights appeared again, and then they swarmed back instead of advancing, and flew to Han Li in a blink of an eye.  Flying around and circling indefinitely, another protective appearance was laid

    "Okay, very good! I didn't expect to push me to this point. Originally, I thought that in this world, except for those old ghosts in the Nascent Soul Stage, there would be no one in the Core Formation Stage who would be my opponent.  It¡¯s really a bit arrogant to sit in Guantian. But that¡¯s okay, I met you now, which is considered my luck. Otherwise, after you enter the Nascent Soul Stage, it will be much more difficult to destroy you.¡±  Wen Tianren turned a blind eye to Han Li's actions, but calmed down and said calmly.

    With a golden horn between his brows, he seemed to be full of self-confidence.  The trace of panic that was hidden before disappeared without a trace.

    Han Li didn't show any emotion on his face, but his spiritual sense swept past the other party.

    As a result, Wen Tianren didn't experience a surge in cultivation or other weird changes, except for a strange horn between his eyebrows.

    Han Li frowned, a trace of doubt darkened in his heart, and he became more vigilant.

    He didn't realize that what the other party said just now was just nonsense.  There must be some kind of ghost trick in this golden horn.

    Before Han Li could clear his mind, Wen Tianren on the opposite side opened his hands and shot eight balls of golden flames from his sleeves.

    These golden flames are as small as a fist, radiant and dazzling, and they spun around Wen Tianren quickly.

    Seeing that the other party released something from his body again.  After Han Li sighed inwardly, he became a little depressed and angry.

    He is very clear that although he has many treasures, he is definitely one of the few monks of the same rank.  But compared with the other party, it must be more than one step worse.  After all, with the other party's prominent status as the young master of the Anti-Star Alliance and the first person to inherit the magic way, it is naturally easy to get some treasures.

    He can't continue to compete with the opponent one by one for treasures, he must find a way, either trap the opponent, or kill him with one blow.

    Han Li didn't know that when he was thinking this way, Wen Tianren, who was opposite him, almost had the same thought in his mind.  He also felt a little afraid of Han Li's endless tricks.  Therefore, he simply didn't use other treasures at this moment, and directly used the trump card of pressing the box, and these eight groups of golden flames came out.

    At this moment, as soon as their flames were extinguished, an ancient mirror with eight sides made of pure gold appeared.  These mirrors are about the size of a palm, one side is as smooth as water, with a hidden golden light flowing, and the other side is wrinkled, uneven, and looks ugly.

    Seeing this scene, Han Li's eyes flashed strangely, and he vaguely felt that he had heard of these ancient mirrors before, but he didn't remember them for a moment.

    "Eight-door Golden Light Mirror!" An exclamation came from behind Wen Tianren, followed by an "ah", the voice stopped abruptly.

    Han Li was stunned, and his eyes swept away. It was the stunning girl, covering her lips with one hand, and looked at those golden ancient mirrors with a surprised face.

    "Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror?" Han Li thought for a moment about this somewhat familiar name, and suddenly remembered the origin of these small realms, his heart skipped a beat, and his whole body sank.

    "Since my female companion has already called out the origin of these mirrors, you must know how powerful they are. Now, you can die without regrets!" Wen Tianren tilted his head slightly, with deep meaning  He glanced at Fairy Ziling, then turned his head and said coldly.

    The golden horns between his brows flashed, and a slender golden light suddenly shot out, hitting the mirror closest to him.  Then quickly ejected to the small mirror next door,

    In the blink of an eye, it bounced eight times, and after each bounce, the golden light grew a bit stronger. When it bounced off the last golden mirror, the golden light had become as thick as a baby's arm.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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