On the small island, Han Li in the silver mask raised his head and dripped a drop of spiritual liquid into his mouth, then looked at the small bottle in his hand, revealing a thoughtful expression.
This was already the fifth drop of spiritual liquid he had instilled, and the golden light outside the mask hadn't weakened at all, but the outermost golden flame was a little smaller than it was at the beginning. It seems that after such a long period of consumption, the other party began to be unable to hold on. Presumably after a while, it will be the time for him to escape.
Thinking of this, a white light flashed in Han Li's hands, and he calmly put the vial into the storage bag. At the same time, he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and his brows frowned involuntarily.
He could clearly see the green beam of light just now and the change in the sky. And the beam of light came from the direction of Xiaogu, it seems that it was caused by Yuan Yao's casting. Although I don't know the details of the situation over there, but looking at the appearance of the dark clouds, it doesn't look like the resurrection technique has been completed.
These thoughts flashed through Han Li's mind one by one, and they were quickly put to the back of his mind. Before he escaped from the golden light, he was too busy to think about it.
Now after he let out a breath, all the magic weapons in his body began to be eager to try, and at the same time, the silver wings that had disappeared behind his back reappeared faintly.
Wen Tianren, who was floating above Jin Yan, no longer had the complacent look he had when he trapped Han Li, but his face was pale, covered with a layer of black air. Compared with yesterday, the golden horn between his eyebrows is only one-third of its original size, and it has become only an inch long or short.
Now this descendant of the Six Paths has a gloomy and scary face, and he is even more shocked and angry in his heart, with a faint sense of fear.
How powerful this golden light divine flame is, no one who is the owner of the magic weapon knows better. He began to say that the other party could last for an hour under the golden flames, but it was already an exaggeration. According to his real thinking, it was difficult for the other party to last even half an hour. In this way, although he lost some vitality, it was worth doing to get rid of this confidant's serious trouble.
But half an hour later, the other party didn't move at all in Jin Yan, which surprised him a bit.
After an hour, the other party's breath had not disappeared, and a look of shock appeared on his face.
Two hours later, Han Li's mask remained the same, and Wen Tianren felt something was wrong.
He faintly felt that he seemed to be doing something stupid, and the other party was not afraid to spend mana with him at all. Obviously, either he was carrying something that could speed up the recovery of mana, or there was some other mystery in it. And as far as he knew, the only thing that could restore mana quickly was the rare and abnormal ten thousand year spiritual liquid. Could it be that the other party really had this thing
Wen Tianren quickly guessed the truth!
But now he is in trouble. First, most of the incarnations of the true demons were destroyed, and then he used the eight golden mirrors without hesitation. His current cultivation base has dropped a lot, and if Han Li is allowed to fight recklessly, the chances of winning will never be too high.
However, Wen Tianren also knew very well that it was impossible for ordinary monks to carry such a heaven-defying thing as Wannian spiritual liquid. So after a heartbreak, he continued to lose his true essence and use this golden flame to refine Han Li.
He desperately went back this time, he had to retreat for 20 to 30 years to recover his vitality, and he also had to use this golden light flame to exhaust the other party's elixir, and then refine the other party into ashes. And this stalemate has come to the present.
Every quarter of an hour during this period made this descendant of the Six Paths look livid. Up to now, the silver mask in the golden flame is still abnormally condensed, showing no sign of collapse, and Wen Tianren himself can't last long.
Now he can only turn his head sharply and find another way to get out of the predicament in front of him, but the appearance of the green beam of light just now made his heart move, and he faintly had an idea.
"Zi Ling! Go to the place where he came from now, and bring his companion to me. That person should be in the critical period of casting the spell, and he has no resistance." Wen Tianren pursed his dry lips, suddenly cold Coldly ordered to Fairy Ziling in the distance. The gentle and refined appearance towards the girl before is gone. Instead, there was a hint of ferocity and ferocity.
Upon hearing this, Fairy Ziling, who had been staying where she was, changed slightly.
This fight has really challenged this woman's sanity again and again. She originally thought that Han Li in the golden flames would not be able to last long, but now that one night has passed, Han Li is safe and sound, but Wen Tianren is caught in a dilemma, which makes this woman horrified!
Now when Wen Tianren's words caught Zi Ling's ears, the extremely intelligent she was startled for a moment, and then she understood the other party's intentions.
This young master of the Anti-Star Alliance intends to use the man who cast the spell to blackmail Han Li and make him use his tricks! Presumably, since Han Li is willing to protect the law for him, his friendship should be not shallow. But in this way, it also shows that the successor of the Six Paths, who has always regarded himself very high, is really at the end of his rope, and even used this shady method.
Zi Ling's expression returned to her cold look, and she did not act as she said.
When Wen Tianren saw this scene, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his voice became gloomy: "What? Don't you think that my master's cultivation level has been greatly reduced, and he intends to disobey his order? Or did he join the alliance too reluctantly and wanted to defect to the alliance? But Don't forget, our alliance now dominates most of the chaotic star sea. With you, a monk in the early stage of alchemy, where can you escape? You should obediently obey my son's orders. I can treat the act of disobedience just now as a slave It hasn't happened, so I won't be held accountable." Wen Tianren's words were both soft and hard. Fairy Ziling's expression changed, she turned her head to look at the ball of golden flames, and hesitated for a moment.
Just before the girl made a choice, there was a light flying in the distant sky. When they got a little closer, Zi Ling and Wen Tianren recognized the female cultivators surrounded by the beast car almost at the same time.
When Wen Tianren saw it, he was overjoyed. Fairy Ziling smiled wryly in her heart.
These foundation-building women were nothing at all in the beginning, but now that they have arrived, they are helping Wen Tianren a lot!
But before the wry smile on Zi Ling Fairy's mouth disappeared, there were more than a dozen other rays of light flying from the air opposite the female cultivator. They were of different colors and strengths.
Almost as soon as these people arrived before the female nuns, they flew back to the front of their eyes.
At this moment, they looked at everything in the arena in astonishment and the beautiful woman Xiu Xiu who was saluting Wen Tianren, they couldn't help being slightly agitated, and then they looked at each other and no one spoke.
Seeing this, Wen Tianren showed a fierce look on his face. He sneered, and when he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly looked to the side of the island, with a look of surprise on his face.
Seeing this, the others felt a little baffled, and looked at the same with doubts on their faces.
"What the hell is that?" After a glance, a person immediately exclaimed.
In the direction they flew from, a black line that could not be seen to the edge was rushing from above the sea, the speed was unbelievable.
"Is it ghost fog?" After just a moment, the other roared in fear, and immediately turned around and ran away. At this time, other people finally saw clearly, so what is the black line? It was clearly an endless sea of black mist, rushing towards here just like a living thing.
All of a sudden, the other monks were in chaos, and they couldn't take care of other things. They all turned into various lights and scattered.
Wen Tianren and Zi Ling looked shocked.
Afterwards, Zi Ling stomped her feet without hesitation, turned into a red light and broke through the air.
Wen Tianren looked at Jin Yan below with a nervous expression. After a cold light flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, and sprayed a large mouthful of blood on Jin Yan, and Jin Yan immediately rose by three points.
Only then did Wen Tianren's body flash with golden light, turning into a golden rainbow and flying away from this place. The female cultivators followed closely behind and fled.
But at this moment, an incredible scene appeared. The monks who flew not far away suddenly fell down like birds hit by arrows, and fell onto the island.
In the same situation as them, Wen Tianren's team of maids also fell from the air with their unsteady figures and pale faces.
Their flying instruments seemed to lose their spirituality at this moment.
Fairy Ziling and Wen Tianren only flew out for a while longer, and at the edge of the small island, the light around them disappeared inexplicably and fell into the deep sea.
At the same time, the group of golden flames that remained in place shook for a few times before being completely extinguished, revealing the original shape of the eight-sided mirror, revealing the silver mask inside.
As soon as the mask was exposed, it turned into dots with a "puff" sound, and collapsed on its own, revealing the shocked Han Li inside!
He had already taken into account what had happened to other people, but before the bewildered Han Li figured out what had happened, his spiritual energy froze and he couldn't bring out a trace of mana. He was like a mortal, never Fall from high altitude.