Seeing that everyone crushed all the jade slips, Uncle Huang showed a satisfied expression.
Then, a yellow light flashed in his hand, and a small flag about a foot long appeared in his hand. The whole body of the flag is white, but it emits yellow light, making it difficult for people to see clearly what is embroidered on the flag.
"I will use the Wind and Cloud Banner to cover up the whereabouts of the senior nephews, and then wait for the enemy to come over before launching a sneak attack by surprise."
After Martial Uncle Huang finished speaking, he lightly waved the small flag in his hand, and countless milky white mist burst out from the flag in an instant. In a blink of an eye, a huge white cloud with a width of tens of feet was formed, covering Han Li and the others in the cloud. .
Han Li and other Foundation Establishment cultivators were both surprised and delighted! Don't look at how dense the clouds are, but for some reason, they don't feel blurred in the clouds and mist. It's really an excellent hiding place!
So under the spell cast by the middle-aged man, the huge cloud carried everyone with it and flew towards the sky at high speed. In a blink of an eye, it was mixed with other white clouds, and they could not be distinguished from each other at all.
Seeing this, Han Li was secretly speechless!
Although his magic weapon "Qinghuo Miasma" can also transform dense fog, it is incomparable with other people's "Fengyun Banner". Not only is the range narrow, but it can only be used on himself. In the mist, I'm afraid there is only poisoning.
Thinking about it, Han Li couldn't help but glanced at Master Huang.
I saw him in the middle of the clouds, sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, body motionless. But beside him, there were two other foundation-building stage monks standing cautiously behind him, as if protecting him.
Han Li was taken aback for a moment, but immediately understood what the other party was doing, and was using his spiritual sense to search for the enemy. And with the strong spiritual consciousness of the monks in the alchemy stage, they can sense the movements of a hundred miles around, right
Seeing this, Han Li also sat on the Shenfeng boat and recuperated. The battle for a while was extremely dangerous! And Naquhun remained motionless behind him, looking like a loyal servant.
After about an hour, he said: "The enemy has arrived. We are about two miles away, and we must rush to the sky above their only path." After this person said this, he greeted without saying hello. gallop away.
The people in the cloud naturally did not dare to get out of the mist, all of them had their mana fully activated, and their imperial weapons followed closely behind this Master Huang.
Seeing this, Han Li frowned slightly, and took out the silver giant sword on the way of flying. Throw it to Quhun behind him. Although I don't know what it's useful for, it's good to increase combat power.
"Here it is. The enemy is coming soon, everyone get ready!" A moment later, a huge cloud group reached the sky above the so-called only road, Master Huang ordered unceremoniously.
Immediately, everyone showed their magic weapons one after another, and desperately added protective spells to their bodies, and various lights lit up among the people one after another.
Han Li took out two green and red balls from his body, and touched them lightly. With a muffled sound of "bang", a thick bluish-red smoke emerged from the two balls at the same time, quickly surrounded Han Li, and turned into a huge bluish-red cloud with a diameter of five or six feet wide in the blink of an eye. Han Li's figure completely disappeared into the mist.
Han Li actually used the "Green Flame Miasma" to form a protective layer of fog in the clouds, which shocked the other fellow disciples nearby. They didn't know what Han Li's intention was.
Han Li didn't bother to pay attention to his fellow disciples. Instead, he clasped the magic weapon of the turtle shell with one hand, and held an ordinary blue throwing knife with the other, without taking out the oolong to snatch it out.
Han Li knew exactly what he was doing! For him, the lower-key the attacking magic weapon, the better. Only in this way can it be easier to escape without being targeted by some tricky people after the sneak attack.
With everyone's attentive waiting, time passed quickly, half a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but there was still no trace of the enemy.
Now most of the people were a little anxious and impatient, and they couldn't help but looked at that Uncle Huang in doubt.
The capable middle-aged man was also full of doubts. After thinking about it for a while, he said slowly: "Everyone, don't worry, I will use my spiritual sense to search again!"
After saying this, this person sat down again. But before he really started to move, there was a loud rumbling sound above his head. It was intermittent once or twice at first, but soon it resounded throughout the whole world, forming a continuous piece.
Everyone was startled and hurriedly looked up at the sky, but everything they saw made the expression of monk Huangfenggu change drastically.
I don’t know when the sky turned red, and all the clouds and mist above turned into crimson fire clouds, and they kept rolling like lava, producing upside-down slurry bubbles. The sound of bursting bubbles.
"What is this?" A person beside Han Li exclaimed in horror.
"Be careful! This is the mid-level high-level spell 'Heaven Fire Art'. Every drop of lava on it is equivalent to a blow from a monk of the construction period. If it can't resist people, it will be reduced to ashes." It was Uncle Huang who spoke, but he His expression was very ugly.
Obviously, they wanted to ambush others, but they were ambushed instead.
"Then run quickly, I don't want to take this thing hard!" Another person said in a panic. After speaking, as soon as the flying magic weapon under his feet lit up, he wanted to run wildly with the weapon.
"It's already too late, the opponent's spell has been completed, and there is no way to run out of the range of this spell. Listen to my order, everyone come out and form a joint protective shield!" Uncle Huang's eyes flashed coldly, and he commanded ruthlessly.
Hearing what this uncle said, the others suddenly realized that they hurriedly joined forces, and released a huge mask in a large area of blue light.
Almost at the moment when the shield was formed, the mid-level and high-level spells in the sky finally began to wreak havoc. A drop of crimson lava about the size of a foot fell straight down and hit Han Li and the others below. The shield easily blocked it.
But this was just the beginning. Countless lava began to fall continuously like raindrops. Although most of them fell through the air, quite a few of them hit the mask, sparking a large field of red and blue light.
And everyone was fine at first, thinking that it was more than enough, but as the lava dripped faster and more densely, Han Li and the others lost their spiritual power at the same speed, and it didn't take long for everyone to be overwhelmed.
The blue light on the shield gradually weakened.
But fortunately, this spell came and went quickly. When the protective shield was crumbling, the "Heavenly Fire Art" ended in one fell swoop, and the burning clouds all over the sky disappeared without a trace in an instant. This surprised everyone in Huangfeng Valley!
But as soon as their joy surfaced, they froze immediately.
Because I don't know when, nearly a hundred monks appeared in the surroundings silently. These people surrounded them vaguely, and they were looking at them with mocking eyes. They were people from the Six Sects of Demonic Ways by looking at their clothes.
Huang Fenggu and the others were extremely shocked! However, this group of people are all foundation-building monks, and no one has appeared at the alchemy stage, which made Huang Fenggu heave a sigh of relief. Presumably, although one's own mana has been consumed a lot, there should be no need to be afraid of the opponent if there is a monk in the alchemy stage who makes a move.
"How do you know our whereabouts? My wind and cloud flag can definitely hide your spiritual sense!" Master Huang's expression darkened, and he asked sharply.
"I can tell you this sentence!" A lazy and charming voice came from the sky, this voice made Master Huang's heart tremble, and he hurriedly looked away. I saw a man and a woman descending from the sky.
The man has white hair, but is skinny and skinny, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind. The woman is as coquettish as a flower, with a slender waist and plump buttocks, and her every move can move people's hearts and souls.
Han Li glanced over the two of them, and secretly complained in his heart. Two monks at the alchemy stage appeared at the same time. This is a big trouble.
"Pink Skull?" Uncle Huang asked solemnly when he saw the two, his pupils shrank suddenly.
Then he didn't wait for the other party's reply, and suddenly shook the wind and cloud flag, and the white mist dissipated immediately, revealing Han Li and the others. For this Martial Uncle Huang, facing a strong enemy now, he naturally couldn't care about Han Li and other Martial Nephews.
"Hehe, I didn't expect this fellow daoist to recognize our husband and wife! This is not fair, you know the origin of our husband and wife, but we are very unfamiliar with fellow daoist. However, I heard that there is a cold guy in Huangfeng Valley, There is a magic weapon called Fengyun Banner, it is very interesting, it could be Your Excellency, right?" The alluring woman said with a smile, as if she had no hostility at all.
But seeing this girl smiling like a flower, Master Huang's expression was cold, and he just stared at her without saying a word.
"Isn't that interesting? Kill him!" Seeing Uncle Huang's appearance, the woman turned her mouth slightly and said with a sudden change of expression.
"Okay, since Junior Sister wants his life, I will certainly help!" The skeleton said with a grim smile.
At the same time, Master Huang's voice transmission sounded in the ears of Han Li and the others at the same time: "As soon as you make a move, you will immediately break through the siege, and count as many as you can run."
Uncle Huang's voice had no emotion at all.