The other two high-ranking mages gathered together and whispered something, as if they were discussing how to break the formation. After a while, the two of them finished their discussion. Among them, the extremely tall mage swayed, surrounded by a ball of blue light, and came to the black-robed man.
"Mr. Heavenly Cry, has it started? The monk formation here seems to be three points stronger than the previous one. And I heard that there are quite a few Nascent Soul monks here, I am afraid it will take more time." Nascent Soul Master said to the man in black with a smile on his face, very polite.
"We don't need to act first, they are about to come out. Let's try the supernatural powers of the monks here first, then we can talk about it." The black-robed monk shook his head, his voice was hoarse, stiff, and vague, as if he had no tongue, which made people It was very uncomfortable to hear.
But as soon as these words came out, the thin and tall priest like a bamboo pole was startled, and hurriedly looked towards the direction of the sea of fog, as if he was convinced by the words of the man in black. Sure enough, the sea of fog that was originally still below was tumbling while speaking, and suddenly split into two, revealing a passage several feet wide. Afterwards, the light inside flickered endlessly, and seven long rays of light flew out. After hovering over the sea of fog for a while, several figures appeared, which were Han Li and the others.
Under the opinion of the bald-browed man, he did not bring low-level monks with him this time, except for the two monks who formed alchemy from Tiantai Valley, only Taoist Chongxu followed.
After Han Li's figure settled down, he turned his eyes to a large group of mages in the dark above. The dozen or so mages at the head naturally caught his attention. Especially that eerie black-robed man, Han Li couldn't help shrinking his eyes when he saw it.
The first feeling this person gave him was that he immediately thought of Master Xuan Gu who had killed him. Could it be that the other party is really a ghost who can't cultivate? Han Li's heart trembled, and he thought with great vigilance.
When Master Xuangu hadn't taken away Quhun's body, he was also full of ghostly aura. But it seemed to be a bit different from this person's aura, and Han Li couldn't explain the specific difference for a while.
Just as Han Li and the others were staring at the sky, after a commotion among the mages above, the mage wrapped in a strange python suddenly turned into a huge ball of fire and flew down. When the bald-browed old man saw this, they all stared coldly and said nothing, and no one showed any signs of panic.
As long as this mage didn't intend to seek death, he would never have dared to take the initiative alone. Sure enough, under the unkind gaze of all the monks, the huge fireball stopped at a height of fifty or sixty feet away from them. But the blazing heat, even though they were separated by such a distance, still made everyone frown and secretly frightened.
"I bow down to the Great Master of the Ministry of Fire, Ku Yao. Now that you have come out, you are planning to compete with your supernatural powers first. How do you plan to compete? One-on-one, or a melee regardless of the number of people?" A faint figure in the fireball shook a few times Suddenly, a loud thunder-like sound came out of it, shaking the surrounding space until it buzzed, making the faces of the bald-browed man and the others change slightly.
"One-to-one, life and death are determined by God." The bald-browed man stared at the figure in the fireball, and replied coldly without even thinking about it.
"Haha! Well, this is exactly what my master wants. This master is your opponent in the first battle, which one of you will go first." After the people in the fireball burst into wild laughter, they shouted brazenly.
The bald-browed man and the others were naturally furious, and the old man surnamed Ma's face darkened even more, and his murderous face turned into a white light, and flew out. Seeing this, the big man surnamed Lu hesitated for a moment, and didn't say anything to stop him, so he acquiesced to let the old man surnamed Ma come to the first fight.
After all, in his mind, among the four Nascent Soul cultivators who came out, except for Han Li, a newly advanced cultivator, among the three of them, it was really impossible to say who had the greater supernatural power.
Ku Yao, who was in the fireball in the air, saw the white light flying out, flew up and backed away without saying a word, and after a while, the two of them arrived in the middle of Wuhai and the Fashi army one after the other, and both stopped and escaped. Light. In this way, both of them can fight freely without fear of someone from the other party suddenly intervening in the battle.
"What is the supernatural power of this Mulan man's master? Does he have any special means?" The bald-browed man suddenly turned his face away. The horse-faced cultivator on the side asked solemnly.
"The fire attribute technique is very powerful, especially the fire snake on his body is extremely flexible, and it is impossible to defend against. Another alchemy comrade who was stationed in Tiantai Valley with us was entangled by the other animal and turned into ashes. "The horse-faced monk replied in his mouth, and a trace of resentment flashed across his face at the same time.
"Oh! That's it. Brother Gu, if I remember correctly, Hao Ran Pavilion's 'Great Righteous Qi Jue' seems to be invulnerable to water and fire, and can overcome evil and ward off ghosts. Against this mage, it should be able to gain a little advantage." Bald eyebrows The big man turned his face to the other side and asked a little unconfidently.
"It's hard to say. If it's an ordinary fire-attribute skill, the Haoran Zhengqi Jue will have no problem dealing with it, but I see that the opposite mage's fire energy penetrates his body, and he has clearly obtained the three flavors of the heaven and earth spirit fire. I'm afraid the Haoran Zhengqi Jue is not good. It can be overcome. However, among the few of us, only Ma Daoyou is the most suitable to deal with this person. After all, even if the Haoran Zhengqi Art cannot defeat the enemy, it will not be affected by the opponent's magic fire, let alone worry about the fire attacking the heart." A look of hesitation flashed in Gu Shuangpu's eyes, and he said slowly.
Hearing the words, the bald-browed man immediately confirmed what he thought in his heart, heaved a sigh of relief, and his face looked relieved.
However, Han Li looked at the fire python in the fireball twice more. With a twitch in his heart, the blue light in his eyes flickered a few times, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, but then he returned to normal as if nothing had happened.
At this time, the old man surnamed Ma clenched his hands high in the air, a layer of soft white light emerged on his body, and at the same time he opened his mouth, a walnut-sized silver light shot out from his mouth, rising in the wind, turning into a silver-white ruler. With a slight trembling, the silver light of the ruler was illusory, and the sound of Qing Yin was like a phoenix singing for nine days.
On the opposite side, Ku Yao reversed his arrogance at the beginning and did not move at all, but just looked at each other coldly in the firelight with his arms folded, with a hint of sarcasm on his face. Seeing this, the old man surnamed Ma was extremely annoyed, and with a cold snort he wanted to strike first.
But at this moment, there was a slight voice transmission in his ears, the voice was almost inaudible, but it was very clear. The old man surnamed Ma was startled at first, then looked down suspiciously, his gaze turned to the few people watching the battle below, and then landed on Han Li with a strange look on his face.
Seeing this, Han Li gave him a slight smile. The old man surnamed Ma was stunned for a while, then raised his head in doubt, and looked at the strange python on Ku Yao, his face gradually changed into a dignified expression.
"The fire python on your body is not an ordinary spirit beast!" The old man surnamed Ma asked gloomyly to the opposite Ku Yao after blinking his eyes a few times.
"Hey! You do have a bit of eyesight. The fire python on my body is formed by the condensed fire spirit of heaven and earth, so there's nothing comparable to it." Ku Yao in the firelight froze for a moment, but then laughed ferociously.
Then he shook his body, the fire python on his body burst into red light, and suddenly flew into the sky, and in the red light, a single horn was born on the head, and sharp claws were added to the abdomen, and it turned into a fire dragon with red phosphorus shining, opening its teeth and claws above Ku Yao's head stand up.
"Fire spirit transforms into form!" The bald-browed man watching the battle below couldn't help but blurted out in shock. Gu Shuangpu at the side also turned pale.
The heart of the old man surnamed Ma sank even more. The other party's fire attribute cultivation technique was so high that he had reached the point of refining the fire spirit. This is definitely not something that ordinary Nascent Soul mages can do. I am afraid that he will face a fierce battle up.
Thinking of this, the original plan of the old man surnamed Ma to use only 70% of his strength to fight against the enemy disappeared. Instead, he took a deep breath, flicked his big sleeve, and a thing wrapped in five-color rays flew out from the cuff, hovered and stopped a few feet in front of him, and floated motionless out of thin air.
Immediately, the monks below and the mages in the distance all looked over curiously. You must know that no matter what kind of treasure it is, once it can flash the five-color glow, most of it will not be a treasure of ordinary rank.
Han Li also narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the object. I saw that thing was thin and round, it was actually a pale yellow scroll several feet long. This scroll faced Ku Yao, who was opposite, and was slowly opened downwards under the urging of the old man surnamed Ma's solemn expression. As a result, there was a seemingly ordinary eight trigrams picture inside.
This time, everyone was stunned.
At this moment, the old man surnamed Ma hit a seemingly simple formula on it, and the scroll was full of multi-colored rays of light, and an astonishingly huge fluctuation suddenly came out of the picture.
When Ku Yao on the opposite side saw this movement, he seemed to know that something was wrong, so he pointed at the old man opposite without thinking. The fire dragon coiled on its head lifted its neck and opened its mouth wide, and boundless red flames spewed out from the dragon's mouth in an endless stream, instantly submerging the old man surnamed Ma and the Eight Diagrams picture in the sea of flames.