When Han Li saw these round beads, his heart moved. Could it be that these are also something like thunder beads. This thought flashed through Han Li's mind, but he didn't show any intention of stopping the Da Geng sword formation.
These golden threads are one of the supernatural powers of the Da Geng Sword Formation. Some are similar to Jianxiu's technique of turning swords into threads, which is caused by condensing the amazing sword energy in the hundreds of sword lights into threads. Due to borrowing the power of the magic circle and adding Geng Jing, the flying sword itself is extremely sharp, so the sword wire formed is much more powerful than ordinary sword repairs. Ordinary magic weapons and ancient treasures cannot resist the cutting of gold wires at all.
As for things like thunder beads, Han Li is not afraid at all. As long as the hidden thirty-six flying swords are not hindered, even if these sword threads are defeated, the energy will continue to be regenerated, and they will not be afraid of attacks at all. The terrifying aspect of the Great Geng Sword Formation.
When Han Li was thinking about it, a golden light flashed, and those round beads also touched the restraint of the sword formation, and were cut into several pieces by many golden threads, and then burst open.
Unexpectedly, these round beads did not imply any thunder fire, but after they burst open, thick black and red blood mist emerged. As soon as the blood mist dissipated, it immediately permeated, and at the same time, there was a weird smell that made people want to vomit, which was extremely pungent.
These round beads are called "Blood Thunder", and they are said to be made from the most filthy things in the world. When facing the enemy, as long as they are not treasures sacrificed by magic methods, once they are stained with these blood mist, their power will be greatly reduced. , Spiritual loss, no matter how powerful your magic weapon is, no matter how high your spirituality is, if you want to restore the power of the treasure, you have to train with baby fire for several days again.
Of course, these blood thunder beads are very rare in the magic sect. Not only are the raw materials extremely scarce, but the refining efficiency is also pitifully low, which is much more difficult to refine than ordinary thunder beads. These ten or so are already all the accumulation of the black-robed youth for nearly a hundred years.
As an elder of one of the top ten demon sects in the Jin Kingdom, this person was well-informed. As soon as he recognized Han Li's sword array, he immediately thought of using blood thunder to pollute Han Li's flying sword. The sword formation originally required seamless cooperation in order to display supernatural powers. Once a flying sword in the formation malfunctioned, the sword formation would naturally collapse. This method is one of the most commonly used methods used by the demon cultivators of the Jin Kingdom to fight against the sword cultivator sects that drive the sword array.
Of course, precious and abnormal things like blood thunders are generally not used in single battles, and are usually used in large-scale confrontations. After all, under normal circumstances, how could the sword array be driven by one person.
Seeing the blood mist, although Han Li didn't know what was going on, he obviously felt a little weird. Just as he was muttering in his heart, there was a sudden low-pitched thunder. Pieces of golden light emerged from the blood mist at the same time, and then light golden arcs were ejected. When these electric arcs and these blood mist collided, they immediately exploded and disappeared at the same time. In the blink of an eye, these more than ten balls of blood mist were wiped out like Han Li's evil god.
Han Li was stunned. The Evil Resisting Divine Thunder automatically ejected from the flying sword without waiting for him to activate. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing. And the blood mist, which looks like an evil thing, can actually counteract the evil god's thunder, which is really unbelievable.
Naturally, Han Li didn't know that the nature of these blood thunder sons' defilement of righteous treasures was almost the same as that of the evil spirit god Lei's ability to restrain the demonic way. Although the amount of blood mist just now was quite a lot, compared with the divine thunder hidden in the thirty-six flying swords, it was naturally a lot worse, so the blood mist was completely expelled in a blink of an eye.
"Evil God Thunder, these flying swords are the magic weapon of Golden Thunder Bamboo! Impossible, how could there be so many Golden Thunder Bamboo?" Seeing this situation, the young man in black robe turned pale and shouted loudly.
"I'll tell you about this question when it's underground!" Han Li answered bluntly upon hearing this. At the same time, after taking a deep breath, he urged the magic formula again in his heart. The golden thread, which was temporarily paused due to the appearance of the blood mist, squeezed silently towards the middle.
Although the Great Geng Sword Formation is extremely powerful, it is still a bit reluctant for Han Li's current cultivation. Although he could run the sword formation, the loss of mana was astonishing, and after activating the sword formation, he was unable to accelerate the speed of the sword formation. Otherwise, as long as the sword wire is suddenly closed in the middle, the opponent can be killed immediately. How can we watch the black-robed youth use any means to fight against him.
Han Li reckoned that according to the mana consumption of this sword formation, in fact, it should be a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, who is the best choice when starting to practice this supernatural power. At this level, he is a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, and he can't use this sword array at all.
"Hmph! Do you really think that a mere sword array can really trap this venerable? Even though your sword array is sharp, can it still cut off the treasure of the sect?" Hei Qi said solemnly.
He looked at the gold wire which was less than ten feet away from him, raised his hand without saying a word, and punched himself hard in the chest.
With a "poof", a mouthful of black blood was spurted out, and a small green flag about an inch long was caught in the black blood.
As soon as the banner exited, the green light flickered, absorbing all the black blood around it and turning it into emerald green.
The black-robed youth beckoned at the banner gloomyly, and with a sound of "whoosh", the small banner turned into a black awn and shot into his hand. After rubbing his hands together, the light radiated brightly, and the green banner immediately rose to the size of several feet. The light was shining, and the clouds were so dense that people couldn't see its face clearly, but the flag was obviously missing a corner, and it seemed that it had not been damaged.
Han Li's pupils shrank, and he whispered, "Ghost Luo Banner!"
At the beginning, the Sect Master of Yin Luo Sect once said that he would use Luo Fan, the treasure of Zhen Sect, to deal with Old Demon Hehuan. Later, although the latter didn't really display it, Han Li kept this name in his heart. Now that the black-robed young man took out this small flag, Han Li naturally guessed it very well.
"You're clever! I'm one of the main banners of the Twelve Ghosts. You should experience its power yourself." The black-robed youth saw Han Li recognize what was in his hand, and first Startled, but then said with a sneer, it seems that he has full confidence in the thing in his hand.
Then the young man suddenly grasped the flag tightly, and waved it lightly towards the golden thread in a certain direction. With a sound of "噗嗤", a dark green cloud emerged from the streamer, and then rose sharply, covering the figure of the young man.
The icy cold wind blew up nearby, and many dark clouds flew in the sky at unknown time, and the whole sky turned into a mass of darkness in a blink of an eye, covering nothing of the sun. The sky became extremely gloomy, and a green ghost fog appeared all around at some unknown time, and the sound of devil crying rang out all around.
Just shaking the flag in his hand lightly, the sky and the earth changed, no wonder this person is so confident in this flag. Han Jishi had a lot of confidence in the Great Geng Sword Formation, and he was also horrified.
At this moment, there was a sound of piercing through the air from the opposite side, and countless black thin lines shot out from the mist where the youth was, and went straight to Han Li.
With a flash of golden light, the prohibition in the sword array was activated, countless golden threads crossed and flashed, and all the black lines turned into countless small pieces and fell down after a slight pause. But immediately these broken black lines turned into green mist one after another, flew back and merged into the green mist again. "Huh!" Before Han Li felt anything, the black-robed youth in the green mist cried out in surprise.
These Yin Soul Threads can be said to be extremely tough, and they were also vulnerable to being destroyed by the opponent's sword array, which was a bit beyond his expectation. After pondering for a while, he finally unleashed the maximum power of the ghost banner in his hand without reservation.
I saw that he suddenly threw the flag in his hand out of the green mist, and it happened to be inserted three feet away in front of him, motionless. Then the sound of obscure incantations sounded from the mist, and gusts of wind swept the surrounding mist, coming from all directions to the center, and the green flag rose wildly in a blink of an eye, it was two feet high in a blink of an eye, and the mist on the surface of the flag It started to fade away, revealing its true colors. As a result, Han Li's complexion changed drastically when he saw it.
"You actually used so many living souls to refine banners? How many people did you kill?" Han Li sternly shouted.
On the surface of the emerald green banner, there are densely packed, full of humanoid faces that have been shrunk by countless times. There are men, women and children with these faces, and they are wriggling on the streamers as if they were alive, and all of them showed expressions of extreme pain, it is extremely terrifying.
"How many people? Who knows! Maybe hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Among them, there must be hundreds of monk spirits to refine such a main banner." The dark voice of a young man came from the green mist.
Han Li came silently, staring at Lu Wu coldly, and after a while, he only whispered a few words: "Damn you."
"Damn it? I don't know how many people have said such words to me, but I am not living well. But the souls of the people who said this have been received by me as part of this banner, you No exception." The young man said with a sneer. After that, he didn't want to say anything more, and a red magic formula hit the giant banner.
The green light was shining brightly, and a large hole with a diameter of several feet suddenly appeared from the banner. After the black air came out, there was a gust of gloomy wind inside. The sound of "噗噗" came out one after another, and several huge skulls with ghost fire in their eyes and green smoke in their mouths flew out from the streamers in a row, lined up in a row. Among them, the largest skull has two huge horns, but the facial features of the skeleton below look like human beings.
Could it be that this skull was a monster in the transformation stage before he was alive? Han Li was startled. But what happened next made Han Li put the question in his mind behind him.
Except for the first few skulls that came out, from the black hole on the green flag, all kinds of will-o'-the-wisp skulls continued to swarm out of it, and hundreds of them appeared in a blink of an eye. One, crowded with people in black robes.
"Go!" The black-robed youth pointed in the direction of Han Li in the green mist.