The golden light transformed by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword danced for a while, like a wheel, and the evil spirits around were smashed back and collapsed, making it impossible to get close.
Seeing that these evil spirits were not as troublesome as he imagined, Han Li felt relieved, but his face was still gloomy, and his eyes kept scanning around.
It's a pity that apart from the dark colors, there is nothing else that attracts his attention.
"The refining of these flying swords of yours is not bad. After the deity takes it away, keep it for a while." The Canglong's voice was surprised from nowhere, and then it directly showed Han Li's flying sword. The meaning of greed.
Han Li was stunned when he heard this, and then a sneer appeared on his face. With a flick of his sleeve, a ball of three-color light suddenly slipped out of the cuff, and the aura faded, and the three-flame fan appeared in the palm of his hand. .
The other party's tone was so loud that he had to be cautious.
Just after finishing this move, there was a violent swaying of the demonic aura above the head, and at the same time there was a roaring sound, and after a burst of demonic aura rolled like a turbulent wave, a huge vortex appeared out of thin air.
This vortex was pitch black, with a diameter of more than ten feet. As soon as it emerged, it immediately spun rapidly, and at the same time made a strange screaming sound.
A large piece of black glow immediately flew out from the center of the vortex, and flew down menacingly.
Han Li was startled, knowing that something was wrong, he hurriedly swiped the sword formula with one hand without thinking too much.
Immediately there was a long clear sound in the golden light around him, and the golden sword light that was originally wide open and closed suddenly shrank, and turned into a golden lotus flower in the continuous flow of light, and slowly rotated.
Just at this moment, the black cloud came down and involved the whole golden lotus.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, there was a weird sound like countless swords slashing, which made people feel extremely harsh and disturbed.
Han Li suddenly felt his heart shake. The flying swords that had turned into golden lotuses were pulled by a huge force at the same time, and they seemed to be flying out of control and flying to a high place.
Han Li's complexion changed slightly, and all the mana in his body suddenly began to circulate.
If ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage monks face this huge suction, they may really be unable to control their natal magic weapon. However, after Han Li practiced the Qingyuan Sword Art, his cultivation base was much deeper than that of monks of the same level. In addition, these Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords had been refined several times by adding rare materials, which was far from being comparable to ordinary magic weapons.
As a result, under the forceful suppression of Han Li's quick sword art and magic power, the golden lotus finally barely resisted the suction with a tremor, and continued to revolve around Han Li, resisting the black glow emitted by the vortex.
And at this time, Han Li also flashed the feather fan in his hand without any hesitation, and walked towards the vortex in the air with a dignified face.
With a sound of "àÛàÍ", a pillar of three-color fire surged out from the fan, directly hitting the black glow from top to bottom.
The violent and intensive crackling sound immediately rang out at the intersection of the two. As soon as the three-color flames and Heixia Fang came into contact, they exploded one after another like boiling oil meeting cold water.
Apparently, the three-color flame is much stronger than the black glow. It only paused for a while during the flashing of the runes, and it easily defeated the glow as if it was withered. It rushed into the vortex more than ten feet high, and then disappeared in a flash. The weirdness is gone.
Han Li stared at the sky without blinking.
After a while, there was a buzzing sound from the black vortex, while the surrounding black lights rose and shrank, and a loud noise came from the center.
The demonic aura within tens of feet in the air surged and tumbling like crazy, and the vortex disappeared out of thin air in a flash of black light.
Han Li's face was gloomy, and with a wave of one hand, the Three Flame Fan also disappeared, but there was no sign of complacency on his face.
After all, this slap immediately consumed nearly 20% of his mana, and it didn't seem to hurt the opponent at all.
"Imitation Lingbao? So it's you. Is your surname Han?" The old voice sounded strange, as if unexpectedly.
"How do you know me?" Han Li's expression changed, he guessed something in his heart, but asked slowly with his expression unchanged.
"Hey! You are a feather fan spirit treasure that can emit three-color flames. It's too easy to recognize. When I was in Kunwu Mountain, I heard that you ruined a good deed of the deity's deputy valley master. What are you doing in Xiaoji Palace now? ?¡± The old voice said with a faint smile, noncommittal.
"Deputy Valley Master? Are you a fellow driver of Wan Yao Valley?" Han Li's heart was terrified, and his expression changed. Although he doesn't know much about the Valley of the Thousand Monsters, it's impossible for him not to have heard of the owner of the Valley of the Thousand Monsters. Although many people can't tell what this person's true cultivation is, according to Han Li's estimation, in those ten thousand years Shixiong has a late Nascent Soul cultivation base, this one is probably human.All the fire crows shot out in all directions with red flames from their mouths.
In the blink of an eye, wave after wave of several feet high fire waves were set off around Han Li, constantly hitting the nearby monsters.
The scorching breath in the entire space flourished, completely turning into a sea of ??red flames!
As soon as the monster qi and the sea of ??fire came into contact, the black qi and flames intertwined and flashed immediately, and groups of thunder-like crackling sounds continued to roar between the two, forcing the surrounding monster qi to retreat slowly.
"It's just a small skill, and I want to get rid of the Wanyao Banner that broke this deity! Don't daydream." Che Laoyao sneered, and then let out a long and sharp whistle, piercing directly into the sky like a golden stone.
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