Han Li's face was tense at this moment, and he stared at the opponent's every move without blinking. He tightly clasped the red and yellow wolf head Jade Ruyi in his hand, and at the same time, a silver light flashed behind him, and two silver-white wings appeared behind him.
"Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror! How could the other party have such a heaven-defying thing!" Han Li couldn't help showing a wry smile. After thinking about the origin of this object, the first thought in his mind was that he must not take this treasure by force. Fighting against this legendary treasure, he would only do such a stupid thing unless he was pregnant!
This "eight-door golden light mirror" is the ultimate magic weapon that has wiped out a generation of star palace masters. It once followed a monk who mastered profound techniques, and his power shook the entire chaotic sea of stars for hundreds of years. And this cultivator fought against the entire star palace forces without losing the wind by one person. He was the genuine No. 1 cultivator in Xinghai back then.
And he can have such a big name, the most important thing is of course that this "Tianjing Sanren" has a high level of cultivation, which was the best in the whole star sea at that time. However, the power of his natal talisman "Eight-door Golden Light Mirror" is well known to passers-by, and even at that time, it was known as the number one attacking talisman in Xinghai. There were countless monks who died under the mirror back then, even five or six monks in the Nascent Soul stage were buried under this magic weapon, which shows the horror of this magic weapon!
Of course, Wen Tianren's eight mirrors are definitely not the objects of the "Tianjing Sanren" back then, they are just refined replicas. Because with Wen Tianren's cultivation base, it is impossible to control such a powerful magic weapon. I am afraid that as soon as he inhales the magic weapon, his body will be broken by the powerful power.
Otherwise, if it was genuine, Han Li would run away immediately without even thinking about it, and he would not even have the thought of confrontation. But even in the face of this replica with greatly reduced power, Han Li didn't have the slightest thought of hard-wired. After all, the title of Xinghai's number one attacking magic weapon back then was really scary. If it doesn't work, he's going to use Fengleichi's speed to temporarily evade his sharpness.
He still had some confidence in Fengleichi's thunder escape speed, so although he was very nervous, he didn't show any signs of panic.
At this time, on Wen Tianren's side, after the golden light bounced off the last golden mirror, it gathered into a golden light cluster the size of a skull, suspended in the air above his chest, and flickered non-stop, as if it would burst open at any moment. look like it's coming.
Wen Tianren waved his hand at the light ball without hesitation, and the light ball flew to the palm of his hand with a "whoosh".
Holding the ball of light with one hand, Wen Tianren glanced at Han Li who was facing him. When his eyes fell on the wings behind him, a strange look flashed across his face, but then disappeared.
At this time, Fairy Ziling who was standing behind looked at the golden horn between Wen Tianren's eyebrows, and then at the silver wings behind Han Li, feeling her mouth dry and her face full of complicated expressions.
The fierce fight between the two really opened her eyes, it was not comparable to ordinary monks at all, and now both sides have come up with unique moves, it is obvious that life and death must be separated. Under this tense atmosphere, the woman couldn't help holding her breath, but just watched silently. As for which one she hopes to win, I'm afraid only she knows!
Wen Tianren made a move!
He suddenly swung the golden ball of light in his hand across his chest, and then lightly patted it with the other hand. After the two palms hit together, the light ball shattered, and countless thumb-sized balls of light scattered everywhere. It flew out, but strangely, every one shot into the eight small mirrors.
Immediately, the golden mirror shone brightly at the same time, trembling for a while, and eight beams of golden light that were as thick as bowls shot out from the mirror.
These beams of light shot out of the mirror almost at the same time, and arrived in front of Han Li the next moment. The speed was so fast that Han Li's expression changed.
The sound of "噗噗" came one after another, and the outermost dozens of sword lights, which were transformed by the sword shadow spectroscopic technique, immediately disappeared into nothing the moment they came into contact with these beams of light. Even the bodies of those Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords were blown away powerlessly after being rushed by the golden light, and they couldn't stop the golden light at all.
The five-element giant ring at the back, with a flash of sunlight, blocked it for a while, but then there was a sound of mourning, the colorful clouds flashed wildly, and the giant ring broke and collapsed inch by inch before Han Li's eyes, turning into countless powders.
A horrified expression appeared on Han Li's face, and at the same time, he felt a little regretful in his heart. This five-element ring is not very effective against high-level monks, but it is invincible to deal with high-level monks. It is very handy. What a pity!
Seeing these incomparably sharp golden lights break through the giant ring, they are about to reach the last layer of light shield.
However, Han Li sighed softly, and there was a sound of thunder behind him, and after the wind and thunder flapped his wings slightly, he disappeared from the spot. And the eight beams of light pierced through where he was originally standing!
The next moment, Han Li suddenly appeared at another high altitude tens of feet away. At the same time, the thunder sounded again, and he disappeared again.
Seeing this, Wen Tianren was startled at first, but then his expression changed and he remembered something. After a flash of red fire under his feet, the person flew out backwards with a "whoosh", and fled to another place not far away in a blink of an eye. And the moment he left, Han Li happened to appear at his original position, and at the same time, a cyan sword flashed in one hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. But then, he unceremoniously disappeared in the "rumbling" silver light again.
This time, Wen Tianren didn't fly away, but the golden horn between his brows shot out a golden light again, and the eight small mirrors flew up into the sky at the same time, with the mirror facing down. After the golden light flew into one side, the eight sides made a low sound at the same time, and then countless golden lights shot out from the mirror overwhelmingly, covering its surroundings wildly.
As a result, Han Li's figure appeared more than ten feet behind Wen Tianren, and countless golden lights immediately rolled up, trapping Han Li in it. Han Li's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly moved Fengleiyi behind him, but under the golden light, his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.
So Han Li waved his hands without thinking, and shot out two flying swords. According to the surrounding golden light, he slashed wildly, and the golden light didn't move at all.
Han Li's heart sank, and he hurriedly opened his mouth again, and shot out a golden arc as thick as a finger. After a slight flash of golden light around him, he remained as if nothing had happened.
At this time, the golden light intertwined with the red and yellow masks of the body shield, and the mask began to shake unceasingly, as if it was about to be pierced and invaded by these golden lights.
Han Li waved Ruyi in his hand with a bluish complexion, and spiritual power poured into it. The original red-yellow body protection mask was full of light, and then the color began to change. After a while, it turned into a brilliant silver color. Suddenly those golden lights could no longer move forward.
Seeing this, Wen Tianren did not show a surprised expression. Instead, a hideous look flashed on his face. With a pinch of his hands, the eight mirrors suddenly rushed towards the top of Han Li's head, shining golden light, turning into eight balls of golden flames and appearing in front of Han Li. above Han Li's head.
At this time, Wen Tianren's face showed a solemn look, and his hands kept making various extremely complicated handprints, and at the same time, a low voice of incantation came from his mouth.
Then he opened his mouth, several balls of blood spewed out one after another, his face became paler with every mouthful, when eight mouthfuls of blood were sprayed into the golden flame one by one, his face became extremely pale, and even a trace of blood disappeared. Can't see. But those eight groups of golden flames instantly blazed into the sky, and their power multiplied.
"If you can die under the rumored golden light divine flame, you deserve your death. With your mana cultivation, if you can survive in the divine flame for an hour or three, it is considered your ability." Wen Tianren looked at the light coldly. Han Li, who was in the mask, glanced at him and said grimly.
Then he pointed in the air without hesitation, and the eight groups of golden flames above Han Li's head immediately fell down one after another.
Han Li was immediately submerged in the surging golden flames.
Wen Tianren's figure flickered, turned into a golden light and flew above the flames, and sat down cross-legged. Then, he formed a strange handprint with both hands, and a faint golden thread shot out from the golden horn between his brows, and flew directly into the golden flame below, connecting with the golden light around Han Li, and slowly closed the door. binocular.
Han Li, who was in the flames, calmed down at this moment, staring at the golden light around him and the golden flames around the golden light, with a dignified expression on his face.
As soon as the golden flame appeared, the spiritual power in his body poured out from his body at five or six times the speed just now. Otherwise, the silver mask would immediately become unstable and look like it was about to collapse.
From this point of view, the other party wanted to use this golden flame to exhaust his spiritual power, and then refine him into ashes alive. If he hadn't discovered the method of strengthening the shield of the wolf's head Ruyi when he was overseas, he might have lost his life in an instant.
And the power of this golden divine flame seems to be extraordinary, although it is not as good as the dry blue ice flame, let alone the Shura holy flame, but it must not be under the extremely gloomy heavenly capital corpse fire.
Han Li secretly analyzed the power of the golden flame in his heart.