Chapter 807
"Sorry, the situation was urgent just now. Although I found something abnormal, it's too late to stop." Han Li said apologetically, and raised his hand to make another move.
After the words fell, a group of silver flames shot out from the sky and landed beside him. With a "crash", a body fell from it. It was the black-faced old man.
He was broken into two pieces and spliced together, but his breath was exhausted.
The black-faced old man seemed to have some kind of restraint in his body. He was lying on the ground unable to move, looking at Han Li and Shi Chuankong with a kind of hatred.
And the group of silver flames rolled and condensed, turned into the Jingyan Firebird, and submerged into Han Li's body in a blink of an eye.
Shi Chuankong acted as if he had never heard Han Lizhi's words. He glanced at the black-faced old man underground with a complicated expression, and then turned his gaze to the yellow-robed man not far away.
"Your Excellency has good eyesight. You can deduce so much based on just a few clues. Admiration, admiration." The yellow-robed man looked Han Li up and down, clapped his hands and smiled.
While speaking, the yellow light on his face quickly drifted away, revealing the face below.
This person was wearing a half silver mask, covering the left half of his face, and the exposed right half of his face was fair and smooth. He looked like a young man in his mid-twenties.
Upon closer inspection, this half of the face was actually covered with makeup, the cheeks were bright red, and the lips were also lead red. It looked neither male nor female, very strange.
"Hua Jing, it's you!" Shi Chuankong seemed to recognize this person, and shouted sharply.
Immediately, his whole body trembled suddenly, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, revealing an expression of extreme pain, the breath in his whole body was violently disordered, and there was a faint tendency to explode.
Han Li frowned slightly, and his figure appeared next to Shi Chuankong in a flash, waving his hand and emitting a blue light, entering his body.
The disordered aura on Shi Chuankong's body immediately calmed down a lot, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes subsided a lot, and his expression calmed down a little.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, I understand how you feel, but now is not the time to be sad. This person's strength is not weak, and his laws are even more strange... You seem to recognize him, but do you know his background?" Han Li quickly asked through voice transmission.
The masked man has advanced cultivation, he has reached the late stage of Taiyi, and the magic treasure in his hand is very powerful, far beyond what Qi Lao and others can compare.
Just now the two had a simple fight, but he used six green bamboo bee cloud swords, but he failed to gain the slightest advantage.
"This person's name is Huajing, and he is my fifth sister Shi Jingyan's capable subordinate. He practices the law of hypnosis, and can manipulate people's five senses without knowing it. Mr. Qi and the others may have fallen for this person just as you guessed. Hearing the words, Shi Chuankong took a deep breath, managed to regain his composure, and replied via voice transmission.
Hearing this, Han Li frowned again.
Previously in Shizhe Mountain Range and Xiongju City, it was the great prince Shi Zhanfeng, but now in Renshan City, there is another Shi Jingyan, Shi Chuankong's brothers and sisters in the Demon Realm, it seems that these brothers and sisters are not easy-going lamps!
"Fifth Sister sent you here, right? What is her purpose?" Shi Chuankong took a step forward, looked at Huajing with blood in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Your Highness the Thirteenth Prince, why bother to ask the question? Although His Royal Highness ordered me to take back the Luo Zha Pipa and your head, I never thought you had such a master by your side, and I am not sure of victory. Let's have a discussion, and you will How about handing over Luo Zha's pipa, and I immediately turn around and leave?" Hua Jing pinched the orchid fingers, glanced at Han Li, and smiled in a low voice.
Han Li did not speak after hearing this.
"What a joke! You trespassed on my Renshan City and killed so many of my subordinates. You don't want to leave here alive today!" Shi Chuankong said word by word, full of murderous intent.
"Tsk tsk, it's just that an old slave and a few dogs died. Why did the thirteenth prince get so angry? Such a gaffe will hurt the face of your noble blood." Huajing covered her mouth with one hand, tsk tsk said with a strange smile .
Shi Chuankong didn't say any more, his body was thrown out like electricity.
With a flash of silver light in his arms, Luo Zha's pipa emerged, and under the rapid movement of ten fingers, countless silver runes like musical notes flew out of it, and after condensing, they turned into hundreds of silver wind blades. Steeply multiplied, there was a frightening chichi piercing the air, and lightning shot down towards the flower mirror like a torrential rain.
These silver wind blades are not only extremely fast, but also flickering, like ghosts, giving people a feeling of being dazzled and inescapable.
When Hua Jing saw Luo Zha's pipa, his eyes lit up slightly, and the color of greed flashed past, but his figure shot backwards like the wind.
At this moment, there was a flash of thunder behind him, and three golden flying swords emerged silently. With a slight tremor, they turned into dense golden sword shadows, overwhelmingly pressing down, blocking his retreat.
Seeing this, Huajing's face remained unchanged, and he waved his hand.
There was a flash of yellow light on the top of its head, and a small khaki-colored delicate clock appeared. After a loud noise like a bell, a dazzling khaki-yellow light radiated from the small clock, and turned into a khaki-yellow bell after a turn. The phantom of the giant clock covered his body in it.
The next moment, countless golden sword shadows and densely packed silver wind blades flew towards them, cutting on the phantom of the giant clock.
In an instant, the phantom of the giant clock was filled with spiritual light, but it was as stable as Mount Tai, and easily blocked the attacks of the two.
Seeing this scene, Shi Chuankong's face darkened, and the formula in his hand changed.
The hundreds of silver wind blades immediately flew up, circling and dancing around the khaki giant clock, like hundreds of silver swallows.
And Shi Chuankong plucked the pipa quickly with his fingers, and amidst the clanking sound, hundreds of silver wind blades immediately gathered towards one place, instantly turning into two silver crescent moons several feet in size.
The two rounds of silver crescent moons shone with silver light, emitting bursts of loud "rumbling" sounds, as if they were slashing towards the huge khaki clock in a slow but urgent manner.
Seeing the momentum of the two rounds of silver moons, Hua Jing frowned slightly, and immediately waved his hands, the phantom of the huge earth-yellow clock around him suddenly lit up and became thicker by several times.
At the same time, countless khaki-yellow runes emerged densely on it, exuding the power of the law of earth as thick as a mountain.
The next moment, two silver crescent moons slashed at the phantom of the giant clock.
The space fluctuated together, and two silver crescent moons sank into it without sound.
The earth-yellow giant clock that has almost formed a substance, and the incomparably thick power of law on it, are all in vain.
"What!"
Seeing this scene, Huajing's heart trembled, her feet suddenly stepped into the void, and her body turned into a yellow shadow and shot backwards.
But at this moment, there was a blur of figures behind the flower mirror, Han Li's figure emerged out of thin air, punched out of the void, and was printed on the huge khaki clock.
There was a loud bang of "clang"!
The earth-yellow giant bell buzzed, although it didn't shatter, but the yellow awns emitted trembled wildly, forming a series of yellow ripples, impacting on Huajing's body.
The figure reflected in the mirror suddenly slowed down, and was immediately overtaken by the two silver crescent moons.
Two rounds of silver crescent moons criss-crossed on his body, and two sharp spatial laws erupted.
With a muffled sound of "噗嗤", Hua Jing's body burst open immediately, flesh and blood flew across, turning into a puddle of mud.
"Old Qi, I've already avenged you, you go all the way..." Shi Chuankong's face relaxed, and he muttered to himself.
"No!" Han Li's complexion suddenly became extremely serious, and he shouted in a deep voice.
Shi Chuankong looked up, his expression also changed.
I saw that burst of flesh and blood suddenly flashed, became transparent, and then quickly faded and disappeared. It turned out to be just a phantom.
Han Li's eyes burst into purple light, and he suddenly looked around. At the same time, the power of a huge spiritual consciousness also diffused.
"His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince wants to kill me just like that? It's really sad! But if my flower mirror is only capable of this, I'm afraid the grave will be too tall." A gloomy voice came from hundreds of feet away. Floating out, at the same time Huajing's figure emerged in a flash, with a sarcastic expression on his face.
There was a flash of yellow light above his head, and a yellow bronze mirror slowly rose.
The copper mirror is about the size of a ruler, and emits streams of crystal light from its entire body. A circle of tadpole-like patterns are carved on the edge, and a bright red flower blooms extremely gorgeously in the center.
Han Li looked at the yellow copper mirror, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the bright red flowers.
The bronze mirror rotated slightly, and the bright red flowers on it rotated accordingly, as if they had come to life.
"Not good!" He woke up suddenly, the huge power of consciousness in his mind trembled suddenly, and then rolled into motion.
At some point in his mind, a series of red shadows appeared, entwined around his soul, and penetrating inward.
However, the power of Han Li's huge spiritual consciousness began to circulate like a raging wave, and immediately involved those red shadows.
There were several cracking sounds, and those red shadows were crushed and swallowed immediately, and disappeared without a trace.
Han Li's mind was clear for a while, he exhaled lightly, and then looked at the flower mirror with a knife-like gaze.
"Hey, I didn't expect that Your Excellency's power of consciousness is so powerful that you can forcibly break free from my flower mirror technique. I admire it, but..." A trace of surprise flashed in Hua Jing's eyes, and then he grinned strangely.
Han Li's heart trembled, and he focused on his vigilance.
At this moment, there were two sharp whistles of "嗖嗖", and two white shadows shot from left and right, hitting his body like lightning.
Han Li's face changed color, and a golden light flashed on his body. He immediately turned into an afterimage and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack of two white shadows.
His figure flashed hundreds of feet away, looking at Shi Chuankong who was in his original position with an ugly expression, and said in a deep voice: "Friend Daoist Shi..."
"Thief, take your life!"
At this time, Shi Chuankong's eyes were about to burst, and he flew towards Han Li again. He played the Luo Zha pipa in his hand, and countless silver notes gushed out from it, and then condensed into silver wind blades all over the sky, blasting towards Han Li. shoot away.
But the two white lights circled in mid-air and hit Han Li again, but they turned out to be two white jade rulers.
Shi Chuankong opened his mouth and sprayed out two balls of blood, which fell into the two jade rulers in a flash.
Numerous white runes gushed out from the jade ruler, and after a quick turn, the two jade rulers instantly turned into two hazy white light balls the size of a palace, making a rumbling sound like thunder, towards Han Li. Press away.
Han Li frowned, a golden thunder flashed on his body, and he disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the next moment he appeared out of thin air not far behind Shi Chuankong.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, wake up soon!" He shouted in a deep voice, his voice was as loud as thunder, like the roar of a lion and tiger, and there was a faint sense of sanskrit.
This is a Buddhist lion's roar technique that he has learned before, and it has the supernatural power of shaking the soul and breaking the illusion.
But Shi Chuankong didn't respond to Han Li's lion's roar, he turned around like lightning, and waved his five fingers abruptly.
Five streaks of purple-black devilish energy shot out from his fingertips, turning into a purple-black devil's claw with clusters of purple-black flames coiled around it, and grabbed Han Li's vitals on his chest with incomparable speed.