Just as Han Li stepped into the altar-like hall, with a "boom", the ground under his feet suddenly burst, and a big hole exploded.

Countless gravels were covering him, and each piece of gravel made a sharp scream. At the same time, a sharp knife light shot out from the hole and slashed towards his feet incredibly.

There was no warning about this story, but Han Li reacted very quickly. At the moment when the ground exploded, he was already the first to float back and avoid the gravel.

The sword light did not touch the corner of his clothes.

With a "swoosh", a black shadow emerged from the hole.

However, it was a black monkey about twelve feet tall, wearing a pair of bright silver armor, with light flowing faintly on it, and it looked extraordinary. Unfortunately, it was mostly broken, holding a white scimitar in his hand, which was seven feet long.

"Scale Beast? No, it's a puppet." Han Li looked at the black ape's eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

The black giant ape is covered with black monkey hair, her eyes are like copper bells, with a slight cold light flashing, her fangs are spitting out, and even sticky saliva is still left, which looks no different from a real creature, but Han Li still saw at a glance that it was not a scaled beast, but a puppet.

The feeling this black monkey gave him was quite similar to the original crab Taoist.

Han Li's eyes then turned and landed on the white scimitar.

The scimitar had no trace of decay, and star patterns appeared on the blade like mercury, flashing endlessly.

A series of sharp sword energy emanated from the scimitar, and the surrounding air was trembling.

Before Han Li could take a closer look, the black monkey kicked his feet and turned into a black line and rushed towards him.

At the same time, the star pattern on the white scimitar in his hand suddenly lit up, and a cold sword light several feet long burst from the blade, slashing towards Han Li's neck.

Han Li ignored the cold sword light, and his body suddenly shook left and right, turning into four or five identical figures and rushed towards the left and right directions.

The black monkey growled, the ape's arms moved, and the scimitar in his hand dripped, turning into a circle, covering all the figures that Han Li transformed into, and then strangled them fiercely.

But those figures were like phantoms, and when the sharp sword light hit it, it immediately turned into nothingness.

When the black ape saw this scene, he was stunned.

At this moment, Han Li appeared in front of the black ape like a ghost, and his left hand stood up and formed a knife, suddenly hitting it, cutting it as fast as lightning on the black ape's wrist.

With a "puff", the black monkey's wrists were as fragile as tofu under Han Li's hands, and were easily cut off.

The black ape let out a shrill scream, and the other ape's arm was pounded out like lightning, and the fist with a big head slammed into Han Li's head.

However, Han Li's movements were much faster than him. With his other hand, he grabbed the white scimitar in his hand. At the same time, his arm trembled and became blurred. The white scimitar also turned into a white afterimage, slashing across the black ape's body.

The two bodies intertwined, and the black ape's body split in half from head to toe with a "pop".

The two broken bodies fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped moving.

Silver liquid gushed out of the black ape's body, as if it was real blood. The ape's body had all five internal organs, and it looked basically no different from living creatures. However, these internal organs were made of a blood-colored jade, which was quite strange.

Han Li glanced at the black monkey's remaining body, then withdrew his gaze, looked at the sharp scimitar in his hand, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

He used a little force to use his hand holding the knife, and a sharp sword light suddenly emerged from the blade, sucking and spitting like a snake, stirring the air nearby buzzing.

With his arm swing, the sharp scimitar suddenly turned into sword shadows, as if white spirit snakes were hovering around him.

The shadow of the knife streaked across the nearby walls, leaving behind deep marks. The hard wall was in front of the scimitar, as fragile as tofu.

Han Li quickly stopped trying, but a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Although this scimitar seems to be extremely powerful, it is not a star weapon. It cannot bless the body like the Star Dou Shield. At best, it can only be regarded as a half-star weapon.

But even so, under the current circumstances, this knife is considered an extremely precious weapon.

Han Li held the scimitar behind his back, continued to restrain his breath and moved forward.

Behind the altar gate is a long corridor, and the walls on both sides are made of dark gray stones, emitting a hint of yin energy.

The corridor is quite spacious, only three or four meter wide, but only two or three meter high. For some reason, the light here is extremely dim, and you can only see the distance between more than ten meters in front and back. Walking inside gives people an extremely depressing feeling.

Han Li frowned slightly, stared forward for a few glances, and continued to move forward.

But he walked very carefully, fearing that a puppet or something else would pop out of the ground or wall under his feet.

Fortunately, his worries did not happen. When he walked out of a meal, there was no attack again, and an exit emitting a faint white light appeared in front.

Han Li was excited and immediately accelerated his pace and stepped into the exit.

He felt his eyes lit up, and a square hall appeared in front of him.

The hall is hundreds of feet in size, and the roof is inlaid with white fluorites, emitting bright white light, making the lights shining here bright.

The hall was not empty, and there were stone statues of all sizes.

These stone statues are lying or standing, and their expressions are also different. Some are full of excitement, some are full of pain, and their appearances are not the same, and they are all lifelike and look extremely strange.

Han Li looked surprised when he saw this scene.

At this moment, a little white residual light appeared in his vision. The next moment, the residual light quickly became extremely bright, as if stars were falling from the sky and attacking his face unstoppable, with an incredible speed.

Han Li's expression suddenly changed, and as he shook his body, he retreated quickly to the back.

At the same time, his arm moved, and the scimitar behind him appeared out of thin air in his hand, rotating around his head, barely blocking the white light.

A loud "kneel" sound exploded!

A huge force erupted from the white light, and Han Li's arm holding the knife trembled violently.

He was already retreating quickly, and now he retreated faster, almost without knowing his body. He was shocked by more than ten steps before he could barely stabilize his body.

However, the white light was also shocked by him, and the wheels were spinning and shooting backwards.

Han Li only saw clearly the white light's body, but it was a white sword shaped like a spirit snake. The surface was starry light, like a good star weapon.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed out from behind a stone statue, and reached out to catch the snake-shaped sword. It was Feng Wuchen.

"I wanted to shoot your head against the other with one sword to give you a pleasure, but I didn't expect you to be smart." Feng Wuchen looked at Han Li, licked his lips, and did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Feng Wuchen, I didn't expect that we are really destined to be destined, or the enemy's road is narrow." Han Li narrowed his eyes and said in his mouth.

With that attack just now, Feng Wuchen's power seemed much greater than when he fought in the ring. Could it be that the opponent had any adventures in the big ruins?

"Hehe, the enemy is narrow, so it's well said! There were too many people in the Shura field before, and I didn't use all my strength. With a moment of negligence, you took advantage of the loophole. There is no one else here at this moment. I want you to survive and die!" A trace of ferocity flashed in Feng Wuchen's eyes, as if he was very confident in himself.

"Although we had a small dispute before, we were all their own masters. At this moment, there are people from Puppet City in the Daxu. After all, you and I belong to Xuancheng. Why do we have to fight again at this moment?" Han Li relaxed his heart slightly and said slowly.

"Why, I want to beg for mercy? It's too late! On the Xuandou stage that day, you made me so embarrassed in front of my adoptive father and everyone. No matter how you pray, you won't want to leave here alive today." A trace of deep resentful light flashed in Feng Wuchen's eyes, and a white light flashed in his other hand, and a snake-shaped sword appeared.

"In this way, you have to take action?" Han Li sighed and said lightly.

Feng Wuchen let out a grim smile, too lazy to speak anymore, and took a step forward.

His figure suddenly became slim, and the next moment he crossed dozens of feet away from the two and appeared in front of Han Li out of thin air.

The two snake-shaped swords in his hand were just lifted up and stabbed Han Li in the chest.

From the disappearance of Feng Wuchen's figure to the two swords stabbing Han Li's chest, there was no time compartment at all, and the speed was almost twice as fast as the Xuan Doutai Battle that day.

Han Li stood there, motionless, as if he had no time to react.

Feng Wuchen was already a little nervous, but when he saw this scene, he felt relieved and looked away from the tip of the two swords and looked at Han Li's face.

He wanted to see the man's despair and horror look, and to completely wash away the previous shame.

However, when Feng Wuchen raised his head, he saw a pair of cold and calm eyes.

For some reason, Feng Wuchen suddenly skipped a beat, and then he heard a "bang" sound, and the two swords in his hand were swept away by a terrifying force.

His arms trembled, his tiger's mouth heated, and his swords almost frightened.

Feng Wuchen was shocked, his steps were wrong, and his figure suddenly turned into a hazy phantom, instantly shooting a hundred feet away, his face full of shock.

"Since you insist on taking action, I don't mind giving you a favor." Han Li looked at Feng Wuchen and said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, white light flashed on his body, and one after another of the mysterious orifices appeared. All the two hundred and thirty-seven mysterious orifices shone brightly, and dazzling starlight was sprayed outwards.

The air within ten feet of Han Li exploded instantly, making a scream like a thundering sound. An unimaginable pressure burst out from him and exploded in all directions.

Rumble!

The entire giant hall kept trembling, and all the stone statues in the hall were buzzing.
Chapter completed!