In desperation, the woman let out a squeak, opened her mouth, and sprayed out a cloud of glow that covered the fan in front of her.
But before the blood cloud could penetrate into the fan, the jade fan flashed with blood and suddenly shattered inch by inch with a crisp sound, then disappeared into a pile of debris out of thin air.
At this time, the silver flames on the opposite side had completely swallowed up the blood flames.
The woman in the bloody light suddenly showed an extremely frightened and angry look.
This blood fan is not an ordinary treasure. The blood flames it emits are actually a kind of vicious and abnormal yin fire. As long as a normal existence is contaminated by this, even if it is protected by an exotic treasure, it will immediately be immersed directly into the legal body by the power of the evil.
.Since the attack starts from the inside, it is impossible to prevent it.
Normally, if this woman releases this flame, she will have no disadvantage at all.
But this time, before the blood flames could reach Han Li, they were completely swallowed up by the strange flames released by the opponent, which really shocked her.
At the same time, because of the connection between this treasure and her mind, the blood on the woman's body trembled wildly, and a mouthful of blood could not help but spurt out of her mouth, making her complexion even whiter.
However, she did not dare to relax at all, because the silver firebird on the opposite side collected the silver feathers all over the sky and charged back menacingly.
The woman in blood-colored palace clothes wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly patted her waist.
With a "Bah!" sound, a ball of blood flew out. After circling, it turned into a blood-red gourd, only the size of a palm.
This is another treasure she relies on.
I saw words muttered in his mouth, and when the gourd's mouth opened, there was a lot of blood inside.
After a "pop" sound, a stream of blood surged out like a waterfall, and then turned into a huge wave of blood, which went straight towards the opposite silver bird and rolled away.
The bloody smell hit your nose, and at the same time, there was a hint of black air inside, exuding an unusually gloomy and icy aura.
When the Soul-Eating Firebird saw the bloody water, he was a little afraid. Instead of using his body to directly catch the bloody wave, he opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of milky white light.
The white clouds of blood collided in mid-air, intertwined and rolled, and made a strange "sizzling" sound. Part of the blood suddenly turned into white steam and dispersed.
Baixia is transformed by the Golden Crow True Fire. Because it is a pure Yang thing, it has the intention of restraining each other when facing the blood and water with Yin and evil attributes.
White clouds gushed out from the silver bird's mouth continuously, and the bloody water released from the bloody gourd also continued to pour out.
Whether the white clouds evaporate all the blood waves, or whether the blood water completely consumes the white clouds, it seems to depend on who can persist longer between the blood gourd and the silver firebird.
The two became a stalemate for a while.
However, Han Li only glanced at the face of the woman who was constantly activating the blood gourd, and immediately moved away, then glanced at the green-haired alien and the old man named Yan. Finally, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he still fell on
On the green-haired alien.
Although these three people all have the highest cultivation level of Xu Lian, it is obvious that the old man surnamed Yan has the weakest aura, the woman in the blood-colored palace dress is the highest, and this person's cultivation level is in the middle.
As long as this person can be killed first, the power of the three of them to join forces will be broken immediately.
With this thought in his mind, Han Li immediately took a deep breath. Suddenly there was a thunderous sound behind him, and a pair of crystal wings emerged. At the same time, golden light flashed on his body, and pieces of golden scales emerged.
With a flap of his wings, the person suddenly turned into a blue-white electric arc and disappeared out of thin air.
At the same time, the green lotus that Han Li had originally stepped turned into hundreds of blue lights that shot out, splitting into two waves and shooting towards the old man and the woman in the bloody light.
As soon as the old man and the woman saw the light of these swords, the green light was dim. Before they could reach them, the sound of piercing sword energy resounded through the sky, and their expressions changed.
The old man surnamed Yan suddenly turned around, and a silver plate flew out from his body. In a flash, it transformed into more than a dozen plates, and the silver light shone brightly, blocking the flying cyan sword light.
The girl in blood-colored palace clothes opened her mouth, and a stream of blood spurted out, turning into a bright red hair-like needle.
There was a loud "ding-dong-dang" sound, and the thin needle also intertwined with another wave of sword light. When the two collided, bursts of brilliance burst out.
In this way, even though the woman and the old man surnamed Yan temporarily blocked the green sword light, they could no longer look around.
When the green-haired foreigner saw Han Li disappearing in the distance, he immediately felt something bad. He immediately made a decisive gesture with one hand, shook his shoulders, lowered his yellow light, and a yellow bronze spear appeared in a flash.
And almost at the same time, there was a thunderbolt in the sky above his head, and under the flash of lightning, a green figure emerged, with his sleeves rolled up, and a white jade palm came out, and patted down into the void.
Five-colored flames surged out from the fingertips, and in a flash, they instantly condensed into a large, bright, five-colored hand, which was slapped down hard.
At the same time, the Xutian Cauldron, which was shining brightly in the distance, suddenly rumbled, and a jet of black hair shot out from it, but Fang Yi flew out of the cauldron's mouth and disappeared in a flash.
The green-haired alien had been extremely vigilant for a long time. As soon as Han Lifang appeared, he was caught by his spiritual thoughts. When he saw the five-color big hand, he clapped it down and without hesitation, he used the yellow bronze sword he had just sacrificed.
Immediately, the sword trembled, and a dazzling yellow light erupted from the front, suddenly turning into a yellow rainbow and soaring into the sky. It flashed straight towards the big hand and slashed away.
This bronze gun is a rare treasure obtained by the green-haired aliens from ancient ruins. It is not only extremely sharp, but also specializes in breaking magic and destroying martial arts. If it encounters ordinary mysterious changes, most of the time it will be accomplished immediately with just one cut. Break and open.
But this five-color big hand was made by Han Li using five-color flames. How could it be comparable to ordinary Chang Xuan Gong.
Huang Hong slashed at it, causing a flash of flame on the surface of the big hand to break open the surface just a little bit, and then he was so shocked that he couldn't get any further.
But Han Li's eyes flashed, and he quickly summoned the magic spell in his heart.
Immediately, the size of the five-colored big hand swelled, and the five fingers suddenly closed and grabbed the bronze gun tightly.
The green-haired alien took a deep breath, and as soon as the mana in his body turned around, he wanted to use some more magical power.
But at this moment, the nearby void fluctuated, and a fluff of green hair appeared strangely. With just a flash, the green hair wrapped around the green-haired alien like a teleport.
The foreigners were naturally taken aback. Without thinking, they activated the spell in their hearts, and a layer of green flames suddenly emerged from their bodies and started to burn.
But a strange situation occurred.
No matter how high the green flames rolled, these black hairs were like maggots on the tarsal bones. Although the light flashed erratically, they did not have any tendency to burn out or be destroyed.
Han Li stood in the air with a sneer on his lips. He flipped his hand over and a small cauldron appeared with a buzzing sound.
The Xutian Cauldron, which was dozens of feet away, was photographed out of thin air.
He raised his other hand and flicked his fingers.
A soft "dang" sound, like a bell, came from the tripod.
The black hair that was originally wrapped around the green-haired alien suddenly shone brightly, and the green hair became several times tighter than before, making the alien unable to move at all.
As Han's magical power increased greatly, the power of the Xutian Cauldron was also different from before, and it was extremely miraculous.
At the same time, the five-color big hand also rolled down with flames.
Suddenly, a huge force appeared out of thin air, pressing down on the body of the green-haired alien, and making a "crack" sound, as if it could be crushed to pieces at any time.
This is because this alien race has special cultivation techniques, and its physical body is quite powerful. Otherwise, if it had been another ordinary being, the body would have collapsed under this huge force.
But just like that, the green-haired alien's face was as red as blood, and he could only witness the big hand hitting his head firmly, and he couldn't avoid it at all.
After a "bang" sound, the foreigner's head was smashed like a watermelon by a big hand. After the black hair on his body collapsed in a flash, his body immediately turned over and fell breathlessly, falling straight to the ground.
But the corpse fell only a few feet, and with a muffled sound, a ball of green fire suddenly rushed out from the broken head, and after a flash, it suddenly disappeared in the distance.
The next moment, in another place more than thirty feet away, the space fluctuated, green fire suddenly appeared, and there was a faint presence of something that looked like a small person inside.
But before the villain could think of casting a spell to teleport away, suddenly a green light flashed in front of his eyes, and a flying sword several feet long appeared strangely, and slashed down with one movement, as fast as lightning and flint.
The villain didn't even have time to escape, and he screamed and was chopped in half, then disappeared into little green lights.
Han Li made a move with one hand from a distance, and the flying sword shot back and disappeared into his body in a flash.
After doing all this, he turned his eyes and looked coldly at the woman in blood-colored palace clothes and the old man named Yan in the distance, his face full of evil spirits.
The old man surnamed Yan and the woman were in a hurry due to the violent attack just now, but they were all caught by the sight of Han Li easily killing a being of the same level as them in a single encounter.
Their hearts sank, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, seeing deep fear in each other's eyes.
Han Li narrowed his eyes, moved the small cauldron in his hand, and was about to take action again.
Suddenly, in the sky in the distance, there were bursts of roars like yak-like roars, which were deafening!
The three people here were startled, and they all looked towards the sky in the distance.
They saw that the black water and fire clouds that were originally intertwined in the distance were now clearly divided into two halves, and they were rolling towards them menacingly.
The waves of the black water are surging into the sky, and the clouds of fire and red flames are roaring.
Seeing this astonishing celestial phenomenon, not only Han Li, but also the expressions of the old man named Yan and the woman in the bloody light changed slightly.
However, Han Li said nothing and the small cauldron disappeared in his hand. He made a hand seal with both hands and pointed solemnly in the direction of the old man and the woman.
In the direction of the bloody woman, there was a muffled sound, and the silver firebird's spiritual light flowed down for a while, suddenly bursting open, turning into blossoming silver flames and dissipating out of thin air.
And above the head of the old man surnamed Yan, the black mountain peak with milky white clouds descending little by little, disappeared like a phantom in a flash.