Although the ten fire threads did not penetrate the golden shadow, they suddenly flashed with red light and turned into thick red fire chains. They circled like lightning and bound the golden shadow tightly.
When the monk saw this, he was stunned for a moment, and then without thinking, he raised his hand and flicked it into the air.
A white sword light flashed out from the fingertips and went straight to the fire chain to slash hard.
After a pleasant crisp sound, there was a slight intertwining of red light and white light, and the sword light was deflected by a flick. It only made a pea-sized gap in the thick fire chain, but could not completely cut it open.
At this moment, the silver-robed monk's face darkened.
He saw that the three-color firebirds and purple fire waves on the opposite side were about to sweep over one after another. In desperation, he suddenly stepped on the white lotus under his feet with one foot, and at the same time let out a long roar like a dragon's roar from his mouth, and used both arms to
Look outward and dignified.
The huge golden shadow seemed to feel the anxiety in the monk's heart, and suddenly the whole body radiated golden light. The huge body suddenly swelled up by less than half, and became seven or eight feet tall, looking like it was about to break the fire chain in an instant.
But something happened next that made the monk's heart sink.
As the size of King Kong's body grew, the fire chain also grew larger, without appearing to be strenuous at all.
The monk made another seal with his hands, and the golden shadow suddenly shrank twice in the spiritual light. The fire chain also shrank and became thinner, like maggots on the tarsus, clinging to the shadow and unable to get rid of it.
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At this time, the silver-robed monk's expression really changed.
Seeing the three-color firebird flying nearby, he ignored the shadow above his head and hurriedly threw the jade bottle in his hand into the air.
After the silver bottle circled, the mouth of the bottle was pointed straight at the flying firebird. It was lowered under the silver light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds came from the bottle. Then seven-color Buddha light sprayed out from the bottle mouth, directly
It flew towards the oncoming three-color flamingo.
The fire bird sprayed three-color flames from its mouth, spread its wings to break through the Buddha's light, and flew to the head of the silver-robed monk in one breath.
Immediately when the two came into contact, the Buddha's light suddenly circulated and expanded. The seven-color spiritual light kept rotating and wrapped the firebird in it. He rolled it back and took it into the bottle. The whole process was as easy as the wind and the clouds.
It seems that this bottle is the nemesis of the tricolor firebird!
When the silver-robed monk saw this, his expression relaxed, but he immediately raised the silver vase in the air.
The treasure trembled and once again sprayed out a large stream of Buddha's light. This time the target was the purple fire wave that followed the fire bird.
It seems that he plans to use this treasure to put the purple fire into the bottle as well.
But at this moment, a faint "explosion" sound was heard from the opposite side. The silver vial that was originally suspended in front of him suddenly shook violently. The surface of the vial became uneven. At the same time, there was a sudden flash of silver light, as if there was a muffled thunder.
A faint roar came from the bottle, and the sound became louder and louder.
"not good!"
The silver-robed monk was surprised at first and swept the silver bottle with his spiritual thoughts. Then he discovered something astonishing and suddenly lost his voice. Then he saw the eminent monk of Leiyin Sect, and the white lotus swayed under his feet again, and the person flashed on the lotus.
Disappeared.
Only the several-foot-long large lotus flower that was slowly rotating in the void was left, and the golden shadow was imprisoned in the sky.
And at the same time that Monk Jinchan shed her shell, the silver vial burst into pieces with an earth-shattering roar amid flashes of spiritual light.
A three-color halo emerged in the void where the silver screen disappeared!
The three-color runes rotated slightly, and the volume of the halo suddenly increased several times, and the white lotus in the air and the Vajra shadow were all submerged in it.
The golden shadow was trapped in the air by circles of fire chains, unable to move or dodge at all. Therefore, although the shadow was slightly supported by the three-color flames, it still collapsed and dissolved like a bubble after a "pop" sound.
For nothing. As for the white lotus, it was even worse. As soon as it was covered by the three-color flames, it immediately vaporized.
In another place more than thirty feet away, a white light flashed, and the figure of the silver-robed monk emerged. But at the moment when the Vajra shadow was destroyed, his face suddenly turned pale several times, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out a small mouthful.
The essence and blood came, and at the same time, the pale golden skin suddenly became much darker, looking like a lot of vitality had been damaged.
That Vajra Shadow is actually like a natal magic weapon, closely related to Qi, Heart, Spirit, Essence and Blood!
However, Han Li used a spell in his hand with an expressionless expression, and the purple fire wave rolling in from behind suddenly changed its direction and transformed into a purple fire python more than ten feet long. It held a white bead in its mouth and pounced on the escaping Silver.
Monk in robe.
Before he could even get in front of the monk, a cold wind started blowing nearby, and the temperature suddenly dropped to the extreme, giving people a weird feeling as if the space in all directions was frozen.
The silver-robed monk's feet flashed with white light, and out of thin air he transformed into a lotus flower that was the same as before. His feet did not move, but after the lotus flashed several times, he retreated more than ten feet at once, and at the same time he let out a bitter laugh:
"Stop! There's no need to compete. Fellow Daoist Han really has great magical powers. I'm willing to be the loser!"
The silver-robed monk unexpectedly surrendered as soon as Fang Yi and Han Li officially fought. At the same time, he stared at the damaged spot on the screen in the sky, and his face couldn't help but look full of pity.
That silver screen was a top-level Buddhist treasure that he had finally obtained back then. It was actually destroyed in a sparring match. This really made him feel depressed. How could he dare to continue the fight?
What's more, although neither of the two sides showed their full strength, Han Li's magical power was clearly on top of him. He was naturally unwilling to fight anymore because his vitality was damaged.
When Han Li heard this, his eyes flashed a few times, then he smiled and waved in the distance.
The purple fire python suddenly condensed, then turned into a ball of purple flames and disappeared. Only the white ball was left floating in the air. Then, under the urging of Han Li's spiritual thoughts, this treasure and also
The chain of fire, which was restored to its original form, shot back together.
The two treasures finally flickered a few times before disappearing into Han Li's body and disappearing.
Han Li clasped his fists at the monk opposite him, and after saying "acceptance" calmly, he slowly left the room.
At the palace gate, Han Li was naturally greeted with eyes full of awe.
Although they were both great monks, Han Li had just made a serious move and wounded Monk Yuan Zhi so easily. I am afraid that everyone below, including Can Ku, was totally surprised.
Even the young-looking Flame Bamboo Monk couldn't help but show a hint of unnaturalness when he met Han Li's gaze, and he was no longer as calm as before.
"The fight between the two fellow Taoists is really an eye-opener for me. I really hope that Can can advance to this level one day! Since fellow Taoist Han has won, this pavilion master will naturally not make mistakes with others. I am
Just ask someone to go to the ring space to refine the secret technique." Although the silver-robed monk was defeated by Han Li, the master of the Tianji Pavilion was smiling all over his face, without the slightest hint of frustration. Instead, he did not wait for Han Li.
After speaking out, he took the initiative to bring up the matter as a gesture of goodwill.
"Then there is Pavilion Master Lao Can." Han Li replied with a faint smile.
Canku kept saying "should", and immediately took out a token from his body, handed it to a pill-forming monk beside him, and gave several instructions carefully.
The man immediately held the token in both hands, hurriedly left here, and shot straight to the ground below.
In addition to the Tianji Palace in mid-air, there are naturally many pavilions and pavilions on the ground in this space, each of which is exquisite and has the appearance of someone coming and going. But these people seem to have been ordered by someone a long time ago, even if Han Han just just
There was a big monk battle between Li and the silver-robed monk, and no one below really dared to show up.
The person who flew away with the token disappeared into an attic below in an instant and disappeared.
Han Li then retracted his gaze, and at this moment, the silver-robed monk adjusted his breath in the air for a while, and then fell from the sky. He took out a white medicine bottle from his sleeve and poured out a fiery red medicine bottle.
The pill was taken intraperitoneally.
"Master Yuanzhi, are you okay?" Han Li greeted naturally.
"It's okay. After taking the elixir, you only need to rest for a few months. But Brother Daoist Han, the feather fan in your hand is not an ordinary treasure. I am an Arhat's golden body. If I hit it with a top-level magic weapon, it will be fine."
It won't be a serious problem. But it can't block a light blow from this fan. It seems that it is not a real spiritual treasure, but it must be an imitation of a certain spiritual treasure. If you have this fan in hand, the human world may be very difficult.
Few people dare to take a direct blow from fellow Taoist." Monk Yuanzhi saw Han Li looking at him, but the great monk of Leiyin Sect smiled at Han Li indifferently, as if he didn't care at all about the injury in Han Li's hands. On the contrary,
He asked with a calm expression.
"Master, you really have a good eye. This treasure is indeed a replica of the Lingbao." Han Li chuckled and replied nonchalantly.
When the silver-robed monk heard this, a smile appeared on his originally indifferent face. When he opened his mouth to say something else, Canku next to him took over the words first.
"Two fellow Taoists, if you have anything to say, you may wish to discuss it in detail in the hall. In addition, I just got a bottle of the ancient spiritual wine 'Jinlong Yin'. It is said that one sip for an ordinary monk can be worth the pain of the last month and month of hard work."
Gong, but the most important thing is that the taste of this wine is absolutely wonderful and indescribable. A few fellow Taoists, you might as well try it together." The fat old man rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
At this moment, Chan Ku seemed to be a hospitable old farmer, without any trace of the master of a pavilion.
"Jin Long Yin? The poor monk has heard of this spiritual wine. It is said that it is brewed from several kinds of strange fruits that have long been extinct in the human world. It is said that this wine has an incomparable mellow aroma, far beyond the comparison of today's spiritual wine. Hehe
, Fellow Taoist, don’t be surprised. Although Lao Monk is a Buddhist, he is still a bit reluctant to let go of what is in the cup. At that time, fellow Taoist Charm Ku used dozens of altars of ancient spirit wine to lure the old monk to become the guest elder.
However, fellow Taoist Han, please don’t think of me as a fair-weather monk just because of this. I still have to abide by the rest of the precepts.” Yuan Zhi was overjoyed when he heard this, and then he saw Han Li looking over at him with a little astonishment, then half-heartedly.
He said it jokingly, with a hint of kindness in his tone!
Han Li was moved when he heard this, but he smiled and remained silent.