Han Li, who had been swallowed by a space crack once, was still very afraid of the crack in his heart, but he didn't panic. After being blessed by the spirit talisman, his mana reached the peak state in the mid-Yuanying period, and he immediately poured spiritual power into the Yuangang shield, turning it into a glaring silver glow.
The crack is so big, as long as it is not scratched by the edge, with the power of the Yuangang shield, there should be no problem for a while.
Han Li could only think so anxiously.
The darkness was only for a moment, and after a while of dizziness, his eyes lit up and he appeared in a void.
Fortunately, Han Li, who had only one experience, regained his sobriety in an instant, and hurriedly looked around vigilantly. As a result, I was shocked.
"Ninth floor!" Han Li murmured almost without judgment.
This is obviously another independent space, with an open space several miles in size in the middle. The surrounding area is yellow, and the mist is turbulent, making this place look gloomy and unclear, and I don't know how wide it is.
But under him, there is a huge altar more than a hundred feet high, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, trapezoidal on all sides, carved with pure white jade, magnificent and exquisite.
Surrounding the altar is a super-large formation composed of tall stone pillars. Every stone pillar is shining brightly, as if it is being excited. On the top of the altar, there is a giant wolf with two heads like a hill standing there. A black wolf head exhaled boundless black air, and it confronted several opponents suspended in the air nearby, fiercely and abnormally.
These so-called opponents are just a group of monks and monsters who disappeared from the eighth floor.
Not only that Concubine Longmeng, who was possessed by Hua Tianqi, danced her palms there, but her big milky white hands slammed down into the black air. Ten Thousand Years Corpse Bear, Silver Winged Yaksha, etc. were all there alone. The only ones who were not seen were the elder of the Ye family and the big-headed weirdo. I don't know if they have fallen, or if they are really not in this space.
However, to Han Li's surprise, there was actually a human cultivator beside the giant wolf, urging a gleaming silver shuttle to assist the giant wolf. This person was actually that beautiful woman from Huaxianzong.
At this moment, her face was covered with black air, her eyes were dull, and she commanded the treasure to fight against the frightened and furious Mrs. Mu, as if she had lost her true nature.
As for the others, they used their magical powers and desperately attacked the giant wolf in front of them. But the yellow wind was rolling in the sky above the giant wolf, and a black flood dragon hid in it, breathing black wind from its mouth, resisting a silver giant lotus and the phantoms of eight monster beasts.
This silver lotus suspended in the air, its whole body is silver and dazzling, and densely packed Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit characters are constantly floating down from the lotus petals. Every palm-sized rune, when it collides with the black wind sprayed by the flood dragon, will definitely emit light. After a roar, it exploded by itself, scattering the seemingly ferocious black wind blast in all directions.
Black Wind Flag, Eight Spirit Rulers!
Han Li recognized the two Tongtian Lingbao at a glance, and at the same time, he was greatly surprised by the situation of the second daughter of Huaxianzong.
It turned out that Gui Ling had notified her before, saying that the two daughters seemed to have arranged some kind of magic circle underground, and it seemed that there was some conspiracy. If he hadn't been eager to escape from the black teleportation formation, he would have followed it secretly to see what happened. But now, why is it that a woman is bewildered by the ancient demon ancestor.
What surprised Han Li even more was that now facing so many opponents, the giant wolf still had the upper hand, forcing those opponents to retreat steadily, unable to get close to the altar at all.
The black air from the giant wolf's mouth was shiny and black, as if it was as thick as a liquid. Except for the bloody light from the blood blade in the hand of the ten-thousand-year corpse bear, who slashed wildly in the black air, other people, monsters , They all covered their bodies with treasures all over their bodies, and they didn't dare to get contaminated in the slightest, let alone release the black energy to attack from afar. Just relying on various spells and long-range attacks to keep breaking up the approaching black air.
In this way, they are naturally restrained and at a disadvantage.
If it weren't for "Hua Tianqi" and Corpse Bear who took over most of the giant wolf's attack, the silver lotus formed by the Eight Spirit Ruler in the sky would have also attracted a lot of attention from the giant wolf, and from time to time the giant wolf would need to spit out a black air for support. Under the black python, I am afraid that a group of people and demons will not be able to support it long ago.
After all, the silver-winged yaksha's evil soul silk and the golden waves spouting from the mouths of lions, birds and beasts seem to have no way to deal with this pitch-black demonic energy.
However, with a flicker of his eyes, Han Li also discovered something strange.
The two-headed giant wolf seemed unable to leave the altar and fought in the air. He just stood firm on the top of the altar, not leaving an inch.
This surprised Han Li.
At this moment, a frightened and angry voice came from not far away.
"No, the seal was indeed opened. How could this ancient demon have the magic weapon to open the seal."
Korea? come.
Immediately, the black misty demonic energy rolled down, submerging all the Huangmang Lingxia in it, and after a few faint flashes of spiritual light, it immediately disappeared and became silent.
Seeing this in the air, the old Taoist trembled in his heart, and hurriedly made a tactic with one hand, trying to stimulate the sword energy below, but there was no reaction at all, as if it really disappeared out of thin air.
This time, the old man's face changed slightly.
At this moment, the black air below unceremoniously surged towards the people in the air, covering the sky and covering the earth, and the momentum was extremely huge. Even Han Li and the others were attacked together.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Daoist Qimiao hurriedly made a tactic and took Qibao back. However, Xuan Qingzi slashed the ancient sword in his hand several times, and finally, under the curtain of yellow mist sword, he temporarily blocked the surge of demonic energy in front of him.
But he immediately turned to the head of the scribe and said solemnly:
"Brother Qi Miao, it seems that ordinary treasures can't deal with this demon. Use that treasure quickly. It seems that it will take some time for the seal to be opened, so we can't delay any longer. The poor Taoist will protect the Dharma!"
"Understood. Thank you, Brother Xuanqing." The wonderful real person did not hesitate, and immediately nodded in agreement, and then patted the storage bag with one hand, and suddenly the white glow flashed, and several palm-sized emerald green rings appeared in his hand.
At the same time, Han Li also released dozens of golden flying swords and turned them into sword shadows. Before the magic energy approached, the golden arc flashed wildly, and thunder roared loudly, smashing all the magic energy into pieces. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com