The man in black robe appeared wrapped in a ball of golden light. At first glance, he seemed to be uninjured, but upon closer inspection, he found that there were a few inconspicuous blood flowers on one cuff, only his thumb.
The big and small ones appear on the black sleeves and are really inconspicuous.
But the monks who appeared here were at least Nascent Soul and above, so how could they ignore the blood stains on the sleeves of the black-robed man.
Suddenly, a low whisper came from the audience.
Many people had expressions of surprise and surprise.
As for the two Feng family members who existed in the early stage of their union, they looked at each other and looked a little ugly.
On the contrary, Fairy Xiaofeng and Elder Xiao could not help but look surprised.
Han Li in the air didn't make any moves, he just stepped on the green hill and looked at his opponent below, looking calm and unhurried.
However, the faint green light that flashes between darkness and light on the hill can turn into countless sword energy at any time and cover it downwards again.
"This is not Yuanci divine light, it should be Taiyi cyan light! It is colorless, formless, and unparalleledly sharp. Even the protective treasure below cannot be completely blocked. It is indeed as scary as the rumors say."
The man in black robe suddenly raised an arm, and a cyan palm stretched out from his sleeve. The surface was stained with blood, and there were several small holes injured by the sword energy.
"Fellow Daoist Hui's magical power is also extraordinary. He can actually resist Taiyi's green light with his physical body. I'm afraid that the toughness of Daoist Friend's palms cannot be compared to ordinary defensive spirit treasures." Han Li looked at the green palms of the black-robed man, but
He said with a faint smile.
"Hehe, this palm is just a little bit special. But now that it has been revealed, I can only use some under-the-radar methods to really let Fellow Daoist Han give me some pointers." The man in black robe sneered, and several of the palms on his palm were revealed.
The blood hole, with a flash of inspiration, mysteriously healed and disappeared.
At the same time, the man took a deep breath, and a layer of black clouds flashed across his body. Countless black spots appeared on his skin.
These markings wandered erratically on the black-robed man's body, covering his limbs, face, and body, as if they were all alive.
Looking from a distance, the man seemed to have transformed into a demon, and his aura suddenly became extremely weird!
Seeing this, Han Li also showed some interest. He grabbed the void with one hand, and a silver short ruler appeared in his hand.
But at this moment, the ancestor of the Long family outside the mask suddenly spoke with a flash of eyes:
"Elder Hui, I'm helping you cultivate this magical power, and I'm not using it in a competition. This fellow Taoist Han is not weak, and you won't be able to defeat him easily. You'd better let me try it myself. Elder Hui, please come down.
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As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor of the Long family suddenly heard a thunderous sound from his feet, which turned into a silver arc and shot out. In a flash, he ignored the huge light barrier and appeared next to the man in black robe.
The man in black robe with a hint of ferocious color on his face couldn't help but change his expression, but when his eyes came into contact with the expressionless face of the ancestor of the Long family, his heart trembled, and he nodded reluctantly:
"Brother Long, don't worry. I have my own sense of proportion. But since Brother Long is also interested in taking the stage, I will let Fellow Daoist Han go."
After saying these words, the man in black robe immediately performed the technique with one hand, and the black markings all over his body gradually changed from deep to light, and finally disappeared from his skin.
Then the man in black robe took another deep look at Han Li, and then turned into a streak of black energy and flew out of the light barrier.
"Fellow Daoist Long, do you plan to take action personally? I'm really flattered!" Han Li asked with a chuckle when he saw the ancestor of the Long family glanced at him, instead of showing any fear on his face.
"Long Moumou is already in the late stage of fusion, and Taoist fellow Daoist has just advanced to fusion not long ago. Don't say that I, the ancestor, bully the younger ones, as long as you can take three moves, I will immediately jump off the stage and admit defeat!" The ancestor of the Long family
He had his hands behind his back, but when he spoke, his voice was unusually cold.
"Three moves! Okay, Han, who said no, really wants to try one or two." After hearing this, Han Li was startled for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.
The other monks in the audience heard what the two people on the stage were saying, but they became commotion again.
Previously, Han Li had attracted many people's attention after he showed magical powers that were as powerful as those of mid-stage monks. Now when he heard that the old man of the Long family, a late-stage great monk, had made a three-move agreement to determine the outcome, they couldn't help but
Very excited.
For these ordinary disciples of the True Spirit family, this True Spirit Ceremony is really an eye-opener. They can see the magical powers of the monks in the later stages of the union, so this trip is considered worthwhile.
After all, according to previous grand ceremonies, all the True Spirit families who encountered the Long family voluntarily abstained, so naturally no one had seen the first monk of the True Spirit family take action.
"The first move"
The ancestor of the Long family obviously didn't mean to say anything to Han Li. After shouting in his mouth, he suddenly grabbed one of his hands from back to front and ran away.
With a "Puff" sound, half of the world was darkened. The vitality of the nearby heaven and earth rolled violently and condensed directly on Han Li's head to form a giant golden hand several feet tall. Five-color runes rolled on the surface, and there was the sound of Sanskrit sounds.
He came out from it and went straight to Han Li to grab him.
Before the giant hand came down, Han Li felt that the air nearby tightened and became as hard as steel, making him unable to move at all.
Han Li's eyes flashed, and suddenly the void above his head fluctuated, and a dark hill appeared strangely.
The gray light rolled back down, and Han Li felt his body loosen up, and he immediately regained his freedom. He immediately shot a jade-like palm into the air and patted it lightly.
Five-color flames of light instantly shot out from the five fingers, and then condensed into a five-color hand that looked like crystal, and flew into the air.
With a "boom", the giant golden claws collided with the large five-color hands.
There was only a slight stalemate between the two, and the giant claws suddenly smashed the five-color hand with a flash of golden light.
When Han Li saw this situation, he didn't show any panic. Instead, he twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed it into the air.
The fragments of the five-color hand's remains turned into five-color cold flames with just a flash of crystal light, and the golden giant claws were wrapped in it.
The next moment, the falling force of the giant golden claw was condensed, and then with a flash of light on its surface, it was frozen into a large piece of five-color ice, and it was quietly suspended in mid-air.
When the ancestor of the Long family saw this scene, his eyes twitched, but he shouted solemnly:
"Second move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped his head with one hand, and a dragon roar suddenly rose into the sky.
Then with a flash of inspiration, a golden dragon phantom flew out of its Heavenly Spirit Cap. After hovering in the air, it suddenly swung its head and tail and plunged towards him.
The next moment, the ancestor of the Long family shone with golden light, golden scales appeared on his cheeks and limbs, and golden horns several inches high grew out of his head.
He suddenly transformed into the demonized state of a half-dragon, and with a slight movement of his feet, he saw a thunderous sound, and the person disappeared on the spot in a flash.
Han Li heard a thunderbolt above his head almost at the same time. The figure of the ancestor of the Long family suddenly appeared there, raised his arm, and slowly grabbed the golden palm covered with scales with five fingers.
There was a muffled sound of "boom", and an inhumanly huge force came down from the air from top to bottom.
Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt as if he was in a daze. The seemingly small palm seemed to envelop the entire Wanling Tower in one go, making it impossible to escape.
And if the huge force contained in being caught is really pressed down, even if his body is extremely strong, he will never be able to withstand the blow.
With such a change of mind, Han Li almost didn't think about it. The black mountain peak above his head shook, and he fiercely faced the opponent's palm. At the same time, golden light flashed, and a golden shadow shot out from behind.
It emerged from the sky and turned into a golden shadow several feet tall, with three heads and six arms, and a ferocious appearance.
At this time, a loud noise came from the air!
The moment the black mountain peak came into contact with the golden palm, it was as if it had hit another huge thing, and it flew away with a jolt.
The golden palm was not affected at all and still rushed towards Han Li to grab it.
When Han Li saw this, his face darkened. The Brahma Saint Demon Statue behind him actually raised its six arms at the same time, and its six fists struck high into the sky like a storm.
There was a flash of silver light, and Han Li waved the silver ruler in his hand, and a silver ruler shadow several feet long followed the shadow of the fist and slashed into the air.
Suddenly, the sound of explosions in the air continued, and the power of the golden fist shadow and silver ruler shadow completely submerged the top of the head.
The shadow of the ruler in Han Li's hand shrank, and then the silver ruler continued to change.
One turns into ten, ten turns into hundreds, hundreds turns into thousands...
In an instant, thousands of silver short rulers surged out of Han Li's hand, turning into a stream of silver and flying straight into the air.
Most of the people outside the light barrier were dumbfounded when they saw Han Li actually displaying such a terrifying magical power, while a small number of people took a breath of cold air.
But at this moment, a cold snort from the ancestor of the Long family came out from the void above Han Li, followed by a loud sound like the earth was shaking!
The golden fist shadows and countless silver short rulers collapsed and disappeared one after another under the impact of an extremely terrifying power.
A golden palm flashed and appeared only a few feet away from Han Li's head, and he grabbed it without hesitation.
But at this moment, the nearby void suddenly fluctuated, and another cyan fist came out and struck the golden palm with lightning speed.
The seemingly unstoppable golden palm was actually swung away by a blow from the blue fist.
Taking this opportunity, Han Li swayed his shoulder, and the person disappeared from the place in a blur, appearing in another place only ten feet away from here, and raised his head to the owner of the golden fist.