It was quiet all around, and no one appeared, as if there was no one in the vacuum. The monk who was shouting was furious, and he snorted coldly, and he made a tactic with both hands, and he was about to cast some spell to force the opponent out.
But at this moment, a vague humming sound came from all directions, and the sound became louder and louder, as if it was approaching rapidly.
Immediately, the hearts of these monks froze, and they all opened their eyes wide.
After a while, dots of golden light emerged from the darkness, and each dot of golden light was wrapped with a golden beetle, and there were more and more densely packed, unexpectedly surrounding several people in the center.
This time, the masked monk was in a commotion.
Even the two leading monks were secretly surprised.
Especially the cultivator who has attacked a spirit insect of the same kind knows how difficult this kind of spirit insect is. But there were so many of them at once, it was definitely not an easy task to deal with them.
Therefore, the face hidden under the cloak instantly darkened, and his consciousness kept sweeping around. Want to find out the monk who drives these spirit insects.
But no matter how many times he searched, the other party's invisible whereabouts disappeared, and he couldn't find anything strange at all.
It made his heart sink!
This shows that either the other party has strange treasures and secret techniques to cover up their whereabouts, or the other party's cultivation base and supernatural powers are far above them. In either case, it does not seem to be a good thing!
"Since your Excellency is trapping us by repelling insects, you have to wait for a reason for me, right? You still refuse to show up until now, is it possible that Fellow Daoist is really a person who hides his head and shows his tail?" Another masked monk who sacrificed his jade hammer sternly Drink, the treasure in front of him trembled at the same time, and the green light flickered endlessly.
"Hey, it's easy to see me, I'll be there soon. Fellow Daoist Miaohe, Mr. Han is here just for you this time, how can he not meet you?" Suddenly there was a sneer from the darkness, and then from A man's faint voice sounded from all directions at the same time.
Listening to the tone, it seems that people are still far away.
"My surname is Han? Who is Fellow Daoist? When did the poor Daoist offend Your Excellency?" Hearing the man's words, the masked cultivator trembled, raised his hand and tore off the cloak on his body, revealing a With a youthful face, dressed in Daoist attire, his face was full of surprise.
It was the real Miaohe who had seized the house!
The monk who sacrificed the white silk at the side also tore off the cloak, but it was the old man in yellow robe who accompanied Miaohe during the day, but his expression was gloomy, and he kept looking into the darkness far away.
As for the monks behind them, they were naturally the disciples of the two Nascent Soul monks.
It's just that I don't know why these people left Biling Island in the dead of night, and they still look sneaky.
Hearing Miaohe's inquiry, there was only a wild laugh from an unknown man from all directions, and then it stopped abruptly, and this made these people look at each other for a while!
"Fellow Taoist Miaohe, is this person your enemy?" the old man in yellow robe asked the Taoist with a frown.
After all, listening to the other party's words, it seems that he came here to seek revenge against Master Miaohe, which made him feel a little hesitant.
"Chu is not invited. I don't have any impression of the Chou family surnamed Han!" Miaohe replied with a blank expression as he tilted the whisk in his hand. But I was really suspicious in my heart, and I couldn't remember that there was such a powerful opponent.
"Regardless of this person's background, since he dared to take the initiative to come to the door, it seems that the person who came is not good, fellow Taoist, be more careful!" The yellow-robed old man seemed to be a little afraid of the mysterious monk who had not yet appeared, he hesitated, and reminded him.
"This poor Taoist naturally knows, but this person is obviously a Nascent Soul cultivator. How can I not remember such a high-ranking enemy? His surname is Han..." Master Miaohe muttered a few words, and fell into deep thought for a while.
But at this moment of delay, the sound of piercing the sky suddenly came from the dark night, and then a dazzling blue rainbow shot from the sky, and after a few flashes, it arrived among the swarm of insects.
When the light faded away, a young man in a green shirt appeared.
This person looked at Miaohe and the others, and sneered a few times:
"That's right, it's worth my time waiting here! You guys really plan to go to Biling Island! Do you take the initiative to hand over the spirit stones on your body, or let me get them by myself?" Miaohe and the yellow-robed old man, two early Yuanying monks, treated them like nothing.
But Miaohe and the other two on the opposite side had a sweep of their spiritual thoughts, their faces changed drastically, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.
The two of them couldn't tell the depth of each other's cultivation, but judging from the terrifying spiritual pressure faintly transmitted from each other, their cultivation was definitely far superior to the two of them, most likely a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. And the other party revealed the secret of their trip with a single mouth, which made the two people even more astonished.
"Fellow daoist, this old man is Huang Kun from Lilong Island. What do you mean by high-level spirit stones? Could it be that fellow daoists have listened to rumors and misunderstood what I'm waiting for?" Seeing that the other party seemed to be invincible, a smile instantly changed on his face, and he said politely.
"Misunderstanding? Hehe, I heard the sound transmission between the two of you with my own ears. Is this false? I blame you for finding Miaohe, let alone for me to meet you! Miaohe, do you still know Han?" Is it?" The young man first sneered noncommittally, then his eyes turned and fell on Master Miaohe, his expression turned cold.
Naturally, he found Miaohe and his party with the help of the power of gold-devouring insects, and followed Han Li who was chasing after him.
The old man in yellow robe couldn't help froze the smile on his face when he heard the other party's unceremonious words.
"You... you are Han Li? You actually condensed the Nascent Soul?" While Han Li was answering the yellow-robed old man, Master Miaohe felt a little familiar with his face, and after a flash of inspiration, he remembered what happened back then, and finally After recognizing Han Lilai, his face was full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost during the day.
"Brother Miaohe, do you recognize this person? What is the origin of the other party?" The old man in yellow robe was filled with shock and anger. Seeing that Miaohe seemed to recognize him, he asked with a gloomy expression.
Since the opponent has nothing to spare, a war cannot be avoided, and he cannot get out of the matter, it is naturally best to find out the origin of the opponent first. Although the opponent is a mid-stage monk, there is no need to be too afraid of each other with the two early-stage monks joining forces.
At this moment, Han Li was floating in the air, with his arms folded, he looked at this side and sneered endlessly.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, this is the one who got the Xutian Ding back then. I didn't expect that the other party would condense a Nascent Soul after I haven't seen him for so many years." Master Miaohe said with a cloudy expression on his face.
"What? The person who was chased and killed by the killing order in the league? I said that this person looks familiar! But isn't he a junior who formed an alchemy? How come I haven't seen him in these years, and he has advanced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?" When the old man in yellow robe heard the words, he lost his voice in shock.
"I don't know how to be poor! But since the Xutian Ding is known as the number one secret treasure in the Chaotic Star Sea, maybe there is some unimaginable panacea in the Ding, let Shi Fang cultivate so hard! No one has ever opened this Ding, it is not Impossible." Master Miaohe said in a guessing manner with a flash of greed in his eyes.
"If that's the case, then we're in big trouble! This person's cultivation is already so terrifying, and with that Xutian cauldron in his hand, I'm afraid the two of us can't fight him together!" The yellow-robed old man stared at Han with abnormal vigilance Standing upright, he suddenly used the technique of sound transmission to send a voice to Miaohe.
"Of course I know this! But even if we really can't resist and want to escape, can he really keep us?" The corner of Master Miaohe's mouth twitched, but he showed a confident smile with a sinister smile.
As for those alchemy disciples, when it came to a critical moment, they would naturally not have any scruples.
"That's true!" The old man in yellow robe was taken aback when he heard the words, and then burst out laughing.
"Hmph, have you guys talked about the constitution? After the talk, I'll send the two of you on your way! If you want to escape, just daydream!" Han Li on the opposite side changed his expression and said with a sneer.
"No, we forgot, he can overhear our voice transmission!" The face of the yellow-robed old man changed.
Reverend Miaohe was also dumbfounded when he heard the words, but at this moment, there was a thunderclap behind Han Li who was facing him, and the wind and thunder wings appeared, and then his figure flickered, and he disappeared out of thin air with a thunderbolt.
"Be careful, the other party's magic weapon is weird, it can use Thunder Tunnel!" Seeing Han Li use the wind and thunder wings once in the past, Miaohe hurriedly reminded the old man in yellow robes, and at the same time flipped his other hand over, revealing a fiery red face. The shield floated in front of him, and with a slight sway, it turned into a fiery red light curtain, protecting his whole body.
The yellow-robed old man on the other side made a fist with both hands, and the nearby white light threads suddenly burst into the air, intertwined and shot down and turned into a dense silk net, covering himself in it.
Just when the two of them finished casting the spell, a silver light flashed more than ten feet away in front of them, and Han Li's figure emerged.
Seeing the defense of the two, a sneer appeared on his face, and he didn't see any treasures released, but he just raised his arms, and with a "puchi", a layer of purple flame emerged from his body. Then, with a flash of his figure, Han Li turned into a huge ball of fire and rushed towards the yellow-robed old man.
Seeing Han Li being so fierce, the old man's heart trembled, but before he could think about it, he let out a low shout, and the direction of the white silk in front of him changed, and all of a sudden it shot towards the opposite fireball, as if it wanted to kill Han Li in the purple flames. Stand up, piercing through a thousand holes.
Seeing this, Master Miaohe on the other side also showed a fierce look. With one finger, the jade hammer in front of him shone brightly.
However, Han Li turned a blind eye to the attacks of the two, and he did not avoid the slightest figure, and directly plunged into the dense light thread, and the face in the purple flames showed a sarcasm.