Concentrating on the huge clock that was buckled down, Han Li rushed to the flower basket and ancient treasure in front of him with one hand, and with a light touch, the white gas transformed by this thing instantly shot to the top of his head.
At the same time, above the giant clock, a dull bell of "Dang" came out. The voice was not loud, but Han Li, who was facing the direction of the bell below, sank in his head, and almost fell over in a flash.
It's his most hated sound attack again!
Han Li cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to neglect the ancient treasure in the sky. The brilliance flashed, and the original shape of the flower basket appeared in the white air, and then it turned around, and white rays of light sprayed out from it, engulfing the silver bell at once, and then pulled it into the flower basket.
The silver bell would never submit so obediently, the whole body emitted a glaring silver glow, and the bell rang continuously. But because of being surrounded by white air, although Han Li was still a little uncomfortable after hearing this, he was not unable to stand still like he was just now.
At this time, Han Li ignored the two ancient treasures above his head, and turned his gaze back to the man opposite him.
The young master of the Six Paths, who had regained his composure, was thinking about the scene where the incarnation of the true demon was wiped out by the golden arc just now. After his expression changed, he suddenly stared at Han Li: "The evil god thunder! You have the golden thunder bamboo magic weapon!" Wen Tianren said The voice was filled with shock and anger for a moment.
Apart from the rumored God of Resisting Evil Lightning, which specializes in magic arts and sorcery, he really can't think of any other arc that has such a heaven-defying ability that it can instantly destroy his real demon incarnation. The Golden Thunder Bamboo, this thing that caused a bloodbath in the past, has appeared again, and it has been refined into a magic weapon by the opposite person, which really shocked this descendant of the Six Paths.
Hearing Wen Tianren call out the name of the God of Evil Resisting Thunder, Han Li's expression changed slightly, but after a sneer, his expression remained the same. He just urged the magic weapon of the flower basket on his head, and wanted to put away the silver bell first.
Seeing this scene, Wen Tianren naturally knew that his guess was right, and his face turned pale. As the descendant of the first person in the evil way, his understanding of the evil spirit thunder is far beyond that of ordinary monks, and he is even more afraid of this god thunder.
And after seeing that the Six Extremes True Devil Art was incapable of fighting back against the Divine Lightning, he knew that the rumors that the Divine Lightning restrained the Devil Art were not exaggerated at all. As long as the opponent had this Thunder, he would It is enough to abolish nine out of ten of his magic and sorcery.
Wen Tianren took a deep breath, looked at Han Li who was standing expressionlessly, his face became gloomy, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.
He faintly felt that the person opposite seemed to be his destined enemy in this life. Not only is the magic weapon of cultivation base not inferior to him, but after possessing the Evil Resisting Divine Thunder, he has even restrained his kung fu, which he will never tolerate!
"No matter how much it costs, we must not let the other party leave the island alive today. Only when the Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapon is in our hands can we be completely at ease." Looking at Han Li, Wen Tianren felt ruthless in his heart.
But at this time, the stunning girl standing further away was stunned by the series of spells and treasures played by Han Li and Wen Tianren.
This girl had already guessed Han Li's true identity when Han Li drove the Gold Devourer, so she was naturally extremely surprised!
It's been a mere few decades, but Han Li's cultivation has skyrocketed from the early stage of alchemy to the late stage, which is really hard for this woman to believe. But then she thought that the rumored Xutian Cauldron seemed to be in Han Li's hands, and she felt a little relieved.
But even so, this woman was not optimistic about the fight between Han Li and Wen Tianren at first. I only thought that Han Li would support him for a moment and a half at most, and then he would be defeated and fled. But I never expected that Han Li would have the upper hand in the fight, especially when Han Li's pale golden arc broke out Wen Tianren's magic skill in one fell swoop, the stunning girl was shocked and felt a little out of her mind It works.
God of evil spirits! She recognized the origin of the golden arc almost before Wen Tianren recognized it.
Because the half of the thousand-year-old Thunder Bamboo was handed over to Han Li by herself, but now it has become the Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Thunder Bamboo? Could it be that Han Li obtained the new Tianlei Bamboo material from other places? This was the only answer the woman could come up with.
This stunning girl is naturally the Purple Spirit Fairy after leaving the Xutian Palace. This woman's face changed drastically, and she actually got mixed up with Wen Tianren, she seemed a little reluctant, I don't know how many stories there are in it!
Now Fairy Ziling clenched her teeth, her beautiful eyes staring into the distance without blinking, faintly feeling that this fight would continue.
Seeing that Yin Zhong was about to be put into Han Li's flower basket, Wen Tianren's expression finally moved. The golden light between his eyebrows suddenly became dazzling, and then stretched and stretched substantially. In the blink of an eye, a small and delicate horn protruded from Wen Tianren's eyebrows. The golden light on it is covered with incomprehensible esoteric runes, not only does it look like there is no trace of magic energy, but it is full of pure aura of heaven and earth.
Looking at the strange unicorn of the other party, Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a chill in his heart. Without thinking about it, he pointed at the two blue giant swords in the distance, and shot out two more spells.
After the giant cyan sword buzzed, it disintegrated and re-formed into more than twenty small swords. These small swords were then urged by the sword shadow splitting technique, and three sword lights appeared again, and then they swarmed back instead of advancing, and flew to Han Li in a blink of an eye. Flying and circling indefinitely, he laid down another protective appearance.
"Okay, very good! I didn't expect to push me to this point. Originally, I thought that in this world, except for those old ghosts in the Nascent Soul Stage, there would be no one in the Core Formation Stage to be my opponent. It’s really a bit arrogant to sit on the sidelines. But this is also good, I met you now, it is my luck, otherwise, after you enter the Nascent Soul Stage, it will be much more difficult to kill you.” Wen Tianren said to Han Turning a blind eye to Li's actions, his expression calmed down and he said lightly.
With a golden horn between his eyebrows, he seemed to be full of self-confidence, and the trace of panic that had been hidden before disappeared without a trace.
Han Li didn't show any emotion on his face, but his spiritual sense had already swept across the opponent's body. As a result, Wen Tianren didn't experience a surge in cultivation or other weird changes, except for a strange horn between his eyebrows.
Han Li frowned, a trace of doubt darkened in his heart, and he became more vigilant. He didn't realize that the other party's words just now were just empty words, there must be something tricky about this golden horn.
Before Han Li could clear his mind, Wen Tianren on the opposite side opened his hands and shot eight balls of golden flames from his sleeves. These golden flames are as small as a fist, radiant and dazzling, and they spun around Wen Tianren quickly.
Seeing that the other party released something from his body, Han Li sighed inwardly, and became a little depressed and angry.
He is very clear that although he has so many treasures that he is definitely one of the few monks of the same level, compared with the other party, he must still be inferior. After all, with the other party's prominent status as the young master of the Anti-Star Alliance and the first person to inherit the magic way, it is naturally easy to get some treasures.
He can't continue to compete with the opponent one by one for treasures, he must find a way, either trap the opponent, or kill him with one blow.
Unbeknownst to Han Li, when he was thinking this way, Wen Tianren, who was opposite him, almost had the same thought in his mind. He also felt a little afraid of Han Li's endless tricks. Therefore, he simply didn't use other treasures at this moment, and directly used the trump card of pressing the box-the eight groups of golden flames came out.
At this moment, as soon as their flames were extinguished, an ancient mirror with eight sides made of pure gold appeared. These mirrors are about the size of a palm, one side is as smooth as water, with a hidden golden light flowing, and the other side is wrinkled, uneven, and looks ugly.
Seeing this scene, Han Li's eyes flashed strangely, and he vaguely felt that he had heard of these ancient mirrors before, but he didn't remember them for a moment.
"Eight gates of golden light!" An exclamation came from behind Wen Tianren, followed by an "ah", the voice stopped abruptly.
Han Li was stunned, and his eyes swept away. It was actually the stunning girl, covering her almond lips with one hand, and looking at those golden ancient mirrors with a look of shock.
"Eight Doors Golden Light Mirror?" Han Li thought about the somewhat familiar name, and suddenly remembered the origin of these small realms, his heart skipped a beat, and he sank.
"Since my female partner has already called out the origin of these mirrors, you must know how powerful they are. Now, you can die without regret!" Wen Tianren tilted his head slightly, and looked at it meaningfully. Glancing at Fairy Ziling, she turned her head and said coldly.
The golden horns between his brows flashed, and a slender golden light suddenly shot out, hitting the mirror closest to him, and then quickly bounced to the small mirror next door. It bounced eight times in a blink of an eye, and each time it finished Afterwards, the golden light grew a bit stronger, and when it bounced off the last golden mirror, the golden light had become as thick as a baby's arm.