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Chapter 701 Famous Party: Ice Crystal and Black Peak

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    But the following scene was somewhat beyond Han Li's imagination.

    As soon as the giant sword touched the silk net, the net immediately flickered blue, and the crystal clear and slender net wires were surprisingly tough and firm.

    After the giant sword slashed in the net a few times, not only did it fail to break the object, but the net was wrapped inside layer by layer under the control of the old man, and was trapped inside it after a while.  Although he couldn't be restrained by the opponent, it was really difficult to get out for a while.

    Han Li frowned, and when he was about to cast another spell, the old man opposite him struck first.

    After a gloomy and cold look flashed on his face, his hands formed various strange handprints like wheels, and at the same time, multicolored spells were quickly shot out from between his hands, all hitting the aura above his head.

    Immediately, the blue spirit group began to shrink and deform, and burst open in an instant amidst the sound of an obscure incantation.

    Countless palm-sized slender ice crystals floated around the old man out of thin air, with blue light shining all over a radius of more than ten feet.

    A stern look appeared on the old man's face, and he pointed at Han Li with his hands open and closed suddenly, and spit out a cold word "go".

    Immediately, the ice crystals all over the sky were like a strong bow and crossbow, and they all wanted to follow the sound and burst out all at once.

    The dense blue crystal light enveloped Han Li's position at once, and it seemed that the momentum was really scary!

    "Is this a spirit technique?"

    Han Li was stunned for a moment, his face showing surprise.  But the hands did not stop for a moment.  Without even thinking about it, he sacrificed the ancient treasure of the flower basket that had just been aroused in his hand, and at the same time slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and another three-color gold-eating worm rushed out of the bag, and rushed out at Han Li's urging.  Under the movement, Han Li was surrounded by his subordinates.

    However, this time the gold-eating insects did not condense into anything, but danced wildly around the vicinity, forming a layer of airtight insect cover, and Han Li's figure became blurred.

    And as soon as the flower basket left his hand, it turned into a stream of white gas, facing the sky full of ice crystals that shot from the opposite side.

    As a result, from the part of the head-on collision through the ice crystal, to being rolled and shrunk by the white air, it was all sucked into it.

    Seeing this scene, the other ice crystals diverged to the left and right as if psychic, and actually diffracted from both sides to the insect cover in front of Han Li.

    The muffled sounds of "àÛ" and "àÛ" continued one after another!

    The prismatic ice crystals were covered by insects, and they paused for a while, but they still tore open one after another, and fell into it one after another.  The bug cover then returned to its original state, and there was no sound inside, as if nothing had happened.

    Seeing this situation, the old man surnamed Mu couldn't help being surprised.

    His "Ice Crystal Technique" seems to be similar to the "Ice Rain Technique" in the monk's Five Elements Taoism, but there are more of them.  But in fact, these ice edges are all transformed by the cold air of the profound essence he cultivated himself. Not only are they sharp and sharp, but they are also extremely cold. Even if a monk who doesn't know the details can temporarily harden it with the magic weapon of body protection, he still feels that he cannot bear the ice.  The cold air after the shattered edge froze the back hand.

    But now that these ice ridges have been shot in and there is no news, how can he not be surprised.

    The old man hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to use his spiritual sense to investigate the situation inside the insect cover, there was a loud noise above his head.

    He only felt a "hum" in his ears, and then his eyes went dark, and he almost fell from the air without warning.

    The old man surnamed Mu was frightened and angry, he hurriedly rubbed his hands together, and slapped his body a few times, suddenly a white shield appeared on his body.  He regained his footing and looked up.

    I saw that above the head, the huge silver clock reached the upper sky at some time, and it was this clock that made the loud sound just now.

    At this time, the silver light of the clock flickered, and the second loud noise came out again, but this time it was not aimed at the old man who was on guard, but released a circle of sound waves, aiming at the giant blue net and the wrapped in the blue net.  The cyan giant sword struggling inside.

    "Not good!" The old man was stunned, and immediately came to his senses, and hurriedly wanted to cast a spell to block it.  But it was obviously a step late.

    As a result, the blue silk screen was broken inch by inch by those pale silver sound waves, and the giant sword broke free from its restraint, and unceremoniously slashed down on the old man again.

    Before the sword's edge arrived, a huge coercion had already rushed towards him.

    Although the old man still has a protective shield on his body, how dare he face such an astonishing huge sword, his face turned pale, his figure swayed, and he was shot dozens of feet away under the blue light, avoiding the huge sword.  The slash of the sword.

    Then he waved at the ball in the air without any hesitation, and the magic weapon flew to the top of his head immediately. After a breath of energy sprayed over, he set up a light curtain to protect him again, and then the old manOnly then looked at the opposite side with a solemn expression.

    His complexion suddenly changed and he became pale.

    The insect cover on the opposite side collapsed amidst the buzzing sound, and turned into a cloud of insects floating above Han Li's head again.

    And Han Li himself was holding a blue ice flower several inches in size with one hand, and was looking at him faintly.

    When the two looked at each other, the cold look in each other's eyes made the old man's heart tremble.  But then he turned his gaze, and instead of looking at Han Li, he stared fixedly at the small ice flower in Han Li's hand, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

    Under the sunlight, this ice flower is crystal clear and beautiful.  But these old men didn't care.  What he cares about is that even though he is so far away from Han Li, he who has practiced ice-attribute spiritual arts for hundreds of years, let him sense the astonishing cold spiritual power from the ice flower. Although it is a bit strange, it makes the old man feel  There was an inexplicable awe, which made him secretly horrified.

    In an instant, the old man pursed his lips and said with an ugly face:

    "Your Excellency used this object to destroy the spirit technique that my master just issued? What kind of treasure is this, can you tell me about it?"

    When Han Li heard this, he chuckled lightly.

    "Treasure? Let's just call it a thing. As for what it is, if you are willing to tell me about the spiritual art just now, it's not like I can't tell you a thing or two." After Han Li smiled, he said calmly.

    "Why, as a monk, Your Excellency is also interested in the spiritual arts of our mages? This is a bit interesting!" The shock on the old man's face gradually faded, and his gloomy expression returned.

    However, Han Li could vaguely see the other party's fear of the ice flower in his hand from his flickering eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, showing a look of being too lazy to answer.

    The old man saw Han Li's expression in his eyes and was furious in his heart.

    After he snorted coldly, he slapped it in the storage bag on his waist. After a black light flickered in his hand, something extra suddenly appeared.

    It's dark, but it's actually a seemingly small mini hill.

    Han Li was stunned for a moment. Before he looked at the object carefully, the old man had already muttered something.  Then he threw the hill into the air, and suddenly the surface of the mountain was filled with black light, and its volume increased rapidly, reaching tens of feet in an instant, and it was still growing.

    Seeing this, Han Li took a deep breath.

    Without hesitation, he pointed at the cyan giant sword. After the giant sword gave a clear cry, it turned into a blue rainbow, shot directly over the hill, fell fiercely, and slashed head-on at the top of the hill.

    There was a loud "boom", the gravel flew randomly, the brilliance was shining, and the green light and black light intertwined and collided together.

    Han Li narrowed his eyes and took a look.  On the top of the black mountain peak, he cut a gap seven or eight feet long and several feet deep, but it was obviously far from enough to cut the mountain in half.

    But under his own eyes, the gap was quickly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before the second blow was struck, more than half of it had been restored.

    At this time, the mountain peak has grown to a size of more than a hundred feet amidst the black light, no longer different from a real hill.  No matter how bold and calm Han Li was, when he saw the majestic black mountain towering in front of him, his eyelids twitched wildly, and his face became even more ugly.  ,

    He didn't need to think about it, he could guess that if he was hit directly by this mountain peak, no insect beetle would be able to resist it, and it would be smashed to pieces in one blow.

    At this time, Han Li's giant sword slashed the mountain a few more times, but it was of no avail.

    After the old man gave a sinister smile, he pointed at the mountain peak with one hand.

    With a "whoosh", the mountain suddenly appeared on Han Li's head the next moment, and then slammed down hard.

    Han Li was taken aback, and he didn't have time to think about how this huge thing could teleport escapism.  There was a sound of thunder behind him, and he disappeared without a trace in the silver light.

    And at a distance of tens of feet away, Han Li's figure reappeared, but there was a bunch of silver-white wind and thunder wings behind him.

    "Huh!" Witnessing Han Li's instant disappearance, it was the old man's turn to be shocked.

    After his complexion changed drastically, his figure instantly shot back again, widening the distance between him and Han Li, looking very cautious.  Not only staring at Han Li, but also full of shock.

    At this time, the old man finally understood one thing, the other party was not an ordinary early Yuanying monk.  With this magical power of teleportation, it is impossible for him to keep the other party. It seems that he will return in vain this time.

    After all, with his cultivation base, the supernatural power to drive such a huge black peak to move instantly is only a few times.

    Every time he casts a spell, he will lose a lot of mana.  He didn't dare to use it too much.  (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)If you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!  )(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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