These yellow turban strong men are extremely flexible in their bodies, holding various weapons, such as knives, guns, swords, axes, etc. As soon as they land, some jumped up with their legs, as if big yellow birds were sliding in the air, while others were running wildly, causing a deafening buzzing sound from the earth.

In an instant, a dense army of strong men rushed towards Han Li from all directions, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was terrifying.

Han Li stood there and did not move, and glanced around calmly.

The next moment, a yellow turban strongman came to his front, stabbed a long spear in his hand, transforming into a series of gun shadows, making a sharp roar, covering most of his body.

Han Li's eyebrows moved, and he looked at the guns as if nothing had gone back but instead of retreating. He suddenly poked out with one hand and grabbed the spear like lightning.

A surging force surged along his arm, making his body sway slightly. Although it stabilized instantly, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

The power of this Yellow Turban Strongman is really amazing!

After thinking about it, he grabbed the spear's arm and pulled it back, and immediately pulled the Liss into a staggering stagger, and clenched his fist with his other hand.

Bang!

The gunman took off his hand and was shot down and shot out, smashing hard into the crowd behind him, knocking dozens of Yellow Turban heroes away before stopping.

As a result, the gunman turned over and stood up immediately, and a clearly visible fist shadow on his chest was sunken.

Although his movements were a little slower than just now, he continued to rush towards Han Li with the rest of the strong.

Han Li threw the spear in his hand horizontally, knocking several powerful men away. Looking back and seeing this scene, his pupils slightly shrank. He used 50% of his strength just now, and a mountain was broken, but he failed to kill a Yellow Turban Powerful Man.

At this time, the surrounding Yellow Turbans had already arrived.

Han Li snorted coldly, and his steps were wrong. His body moved with a series of afterimages. At the same time, he clenched his fists and shook his hands, which suddenly became blurred.

A dense shadow of fist appeared and bombarded in all directions.

Suddenly, a "bang bang" sounded loudly!

The Yellow Turban Liss was immediately blown out one by one, and deep fist marks appeared on their chests. They collided with the strong men behind them, and they immediately knocked down. The originally stormy offensive slowed down.

After the knocked-off strongmen fell to the ground, they turned over and stood up again.

Han Li's eyes turned cold, his figure flashed, and he appeared ghostly in front of a yellow turban strongman who had just been knocked away, and punched him in the position of his chest without hesitation.

Click!

The Yellow Turban Strongman's body trembled, cracks appeared on his body surface, and yellow light shot out from it. Then his body shattered and turned into yellow fog in the sky.

Han Li's expression slowed down. Although these yellow turban puppets were hard, they were not unbearable to be beaten to death.

The Yellow Turbans around him flocked to him like a tide again.

Han Li took a breath, and a blue light flashed in his chest and abdomen, and six light spots appeared. His body suddenly expanded, and then his body shook left and right, and several blurred figures turned into.

Bang bang bang bang!

Seven or eight yellow turban heroes flying over came out and burst out directly.

Han Li danced with both hands into a hurricane, and wherever he passed, fist shadows emerged densely.

A series of loud noises were accompanied by the roar of the air!

Within a dozen feet of feet of his body, all the strong men flew out, and their bodies shattered and turned into a fluffy of yellow mist.

No matter how strong these powerful men are, they are no problem with the support of the power of the Little Big Dipper Star Yuangong.

...

The fairy world is a vast and vast dark sea.

The wind was howling on the sea surface, and the black fog filled the sky, constantly rolling up turbid waves that were more than ten feet high.

The richest part of the black fog in the sea is a huge black city floating on it.

This city is more than a hundred feet high and is a radius of hundreds of miles wide. On the north city gate, there are three ancient characters "Heishui City".

The outer silhouette of the city is built with giant black square stones. Occasionally, under the sunlight, it will reflect a crystal-like luster. However, the silhouette of the city looks ordinary, with rivers, fields, vegetation, trees, streets and markets everywhere.

You can also see many pedestrians coming and going, flowing endlessly.

The city is not flat. The closer it is to the center of the giant city, the higher the terrain, the closer the building distribution, and the more grand the palace and lofts are.

At the highest point of the entire giant city, there is also a small inner city, separated by a black river from other buildings on the periphery.

In the inner city, there are both exquisite pavilions and towers, as well as quiet and beautiful pools and water corridors. There are also rockery and gardens sometimes distributed. The center is a vast platform. On the platform is a three-story double-eaved loft, full of wood, vermilion red buckets, glazed yellow tiles, and dragon and phoenix sculptures entrenched on it, which is very exquisite and gorgeous.

The highest floor of the pavilion, the surrounding windows are wide open, and the view is very broad when you look around. Not only can you see the scenery of the inner city, but you can even see the large black sea outside the giant city.

The furnishings in the pavilion are very simple, with only a square table in the middle, and on both sides of the table, there is a round silk futon.

Above the table, a dark red copper inscription beast incense burner was slowly emerging, and the fragrance filled the entire room.

On the futon on the right, a thin old man wearing a lotus purple crown and gray-haired hair sat cross-legged, holding an exquisite teacup and savoring it carefully.

In the tea cup, the tea water is greener in color, which is better than jade. Its fragrance is light and not as good as the sandalwood in the stove. However, after entering the mouth, the taste is extremely delicate, rich in spirit, and endless aftertaste.

The thin old man slowly put down the teacup in his hand and exclaimed sincerely: "Fellow Daoist Bone Flame, this black water spirit tea is indeed well-deserved."

"Fellow Taoist Jingming praised it. If you like it, take as much as you can back." A man with a wide forehead with a pale face and a haggard face said calmly.

"Before, due to the obstacles of the lower realm sect, I rarely moved between Brother Yan. In the future, I should cooperate more and seek development together." Taoist Jingming said with a warm smile.

"If you can take this person down this time, you may have to work together to dig out the secrets that may be hidden on him." Gu Yan Sanren nodded and said.

"Speaking of this person, what is his identity? Did Brother Yan find out one or two?" Taoist Jingming looked slightly serious and asked.

"After you contacted me last time, I had inquired through some channels and didn't get any useful information. What did you find out?" Gu Yansanren shook his head and asked back.

"It's not much different from you, and I can't figure out the details of this person. The information revealed on Shifanglou is very limited. I only know that the client is not small, but it's not clear what's more specific." Taoist Jingming sighed lightly.

"The more this happens, I'm more interested in the secrets that may be hidden in this person. It seems that I can only wait and ask carefully afterwards." The Taoist Gu Yan said with a roar.

"Haha, seeing that Brother Yan is so confident, I think there must be a secret treasure given to his disciples, right?" Old Taoist Jingming smiled heartily and asked tentatively.

"Didn't fellow Taoist give me something to the box?" Gu Yansanren glanced at the thin old man and said.

The latter didn't care at all and smiled and said, "To ensure that everything is safe, there are certainly some."

"I planted some soldiers by chance and it was not until half a month ago that I successfully transformed into Taoist soldiers. This time I was just used, so I gave it to you." Gu Yan Sanren saw that the other party was unwilling to say more, and did not ask more questions, but just said casually.

The thin old man changed his expression when he heard this and looked very surprised.

"It's actually a Taoist soldier... Fellow Daoist Yan has a deep source of blessings and amazing luck." "It's just the Yellow Turban Daoist soldier among the lower third-grade Taoist soldiers, not worth mentioning."

Gu Yansanren waved his sleeves and looked indifferent, but a hint of complacent flashed deep in his eyes.

"Even the lower third-grade Taoist soldiers are far from comparable to other magic weapons. With this treasure, even if the man surnamed Han has three heads and six arms, he is still very easy to capture." Taoist Jingming said this, and his envy in his words did not diminish at all.

When Gu Yan San heard this, he smiled without saying a word.

At this time, Taoist Jingming suddenly thought of something again, raised his eyebrows and asked, "By the way, Han Li is nominally the outer elder of Leng Yan Sect. That guy Leng Yan won't be in trouble, come and get some tricks, right?"

"If he is not afraid that there are only two top sects left in the Linghuan Realm from now on, he will try it out." Gu Yan Sanren said with a cold face and sneer.

Taoist Jingming nodded, and a faint smile appeared on his cheeks.

...

In the mysterious space, above a thick gray cloud somewhere, three figures stood in the void, which was the Tong Renhuo, the Taoist Heshan, and Duan Renli.

At this moment, Duan Renli held a yellow gourd in his hand and was muttering the words.

The gourd is half a human size, with circles of golden small characters lit up on the surface. There are some golden runes similar to these small characters fluttering, emitting a sensation of dust.

As the mysterious and obscure spell Lang Lang said in his mouth, a golden glow lingered in the mouth of the gourd, and things like yellow beans flew out from it, and they flew towards the bottom.

As soon as these beans touched the ash cloud, tiny vortexes immediately appeared on the clouds. After pulling them, they swallowed them in and disappeared.

"Is this... a bean sprinkling into a soldier! I didn't expect that your sect could actually use such legendary immortal arts!" Taoist Heshan looked at the yellow gourd in Duan Renli's hand, looking envious.
Chapter completed!