When Han Li saw these beads, his heart was moved. Could it be that these were also thunder beads or something like that.
This thought flashed through Han Li's mind, but he had no intention of stopping the stimulation of the Great Geng Sword Formation.
These golden threads are one of the magical powers of the Dageng Sword Formation. Some are similar to the sword-turning-silk technique of sword cultivators, which are caused by condensing the astonishing sword energy in a hundred sword lights into threads.
Since the flying sword itself is extremely sharp after borrowing the power of the magic circle and mixing it with Geng Essence, the sword wires formed are much more powerful than ordinary swords.
Ordinary magic weapons and ancient treasures cannot resist the cutting of gold wire.
As for things like thunder beads, Han Li is not afraid anymore.
As long as the hidden thirty-six flying swords are intact, even if these sword threads are defeated, they will still be re-formed with energy, and they are not afraid of attacks at all. This is also the terrifying thing about the Da Geng Sword Formation.
When Han Li was thinking about it, golden light flashed, and those spheres also touched the sword formation's restrictions, were cut into several pieces by many golden wires, and then exploded.
To my surprise, these round beads did not contain any thunder and fire. Instead, they exploded, releasing thick black and red blood mist.
As soon as the blood mist dissipated, it immediately spread out. At the same time, there was a strange smell that made people sick, and it was extremely pungent.
These round beads are called "Blood Thunder Seeds". It is said that they are made from the most filthy things in the world. When fighting the enemy, as long as they are not the treasures refined by the magic method, once they are stained by these blood mist, they will be very powerful.
Surrender, your spirituality is greatly lost. No matter how great your magic power is and how high your spirituality is, if you want to regain the power of the magic weapon, you have to re-train it with infant fire for several days.
Of course, these blood thunder beads are very rare in the Demon Sect. Not only are the raw materials extremely scarce, but the refining efficiency is also pitifully low and they are much more difficult to refine than ordinary thunder beads.
These dozen or so pills were all the young man in black robe had accumulated over the past hundred years.
As an elder of one of the top ten demon sects in the Jin Kingdom, this man was well-informed. As soon as he recognized Han Li's sword formation, he immediately thought of using blood thunder to contaminate Han Li's flying sword.
The sword formation originally required perfect cooperation in order to be able to display magical powers. Once any of the flying swords in the formation failed, the sword formation would naturally be self-defeating.
This method is one of the most commonly used means by the demon cultivators of the Jin Kingdom to fight against the sword cultivators who drive the sword array.
Of course, something as precious and unusual as a blood thunder child is generally not used in a single fight. It is usually used in large-scale confrontations. After all, under normal circumstances, how can a sword array be used by one person?
Can move the earth.
Seeing the blood mist, although Han Li didn't know what was going on, he obviously felt a little strange. Just as he was muttering in his heart, a low thunderous sound suddenly came out.
Pieces of golden light simultaneously emerged in the blood mist, and then ejected light golden arcs. When these arcs collided with the blood mist, they immediately exploded and were completely destroyed at the same time.
In the blink of an eye, these dozen or so blood mists were all gone, just like Han Li's Evil God.
Han Li was stunned.
The evil-repelling divine thunder didn't wait for him to activate it. It automatically ejected from the flying sword. This was the first time I encountered it. And the blood mist, which looked like an evil thing at first sight, could actually offset the evil-repelling divine thunder. It was really incredible.
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Naturally, Han Li didn't know that the properties of these Blood Thunder Sons, which were designed to defile the righteous treasures, were almost the same as the properties of the evil-repelling God's Thunder that specialized in defeating demons. The two happened to restrain each other. Under normal circumstances, neither one could restrain the other.
Although there was a lot of blood mist just now, compared with the divine thunder hidden in the thirty-six flying swords, it was naturally far behind. Therefore, the blood mist was completely driven away in the blink of an eye.
"The evil-warming divine thunder. These flying swords are all Golden Thunder Bamboo magic weapons! Impossible, how can there be so many Golden Thunder Bamboos?" Seeing this, the young man in black robe turned pale and shouted loudly:
"I'll tell you this question when I'm underground!" Han Li replied rudely upon hearing this. At the same time, after taking a deep breath, he urged the magic spell again in his heart.
The golden thread, which was temporarily paused due to the appearance of the blood mist, silently squeezed towards the middle.
This Great Geng Sword Formation is indeed very powerful, but it is still a bit weak for Han Li's current cultivation level.
Although he could activate the sword formation, the loss of mana was astonishing, and after activating the sword formation, he was unable to accelerate the sword formation.
Otherwise, as long as the sword wire is suddenly closed in the middle, the opponent can be killed immediately. Who would watch the young man in black robe helplessly and use any means to fight against him.
Han Li estimated that based on the mana consumption of this sword formation, he should actually be a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk. He would be the best choice when starting to practice this magical power. If he hadn't only used half of the sword formation, and his mana would be far better than ordinary ones.
A monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. At this level, he cannot use this sword formation at all.
"Hmph! Do you really think that a mere sword array can really trap me? Even though your sword array is sharp, can it still cut off the sect's most important treasure?" A layer of emotion rose on the face of the young man in black robe upon hearing this.
Heiqi said solemnly.
He looked again at the golden wire which was less than ten feet away from him. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched his chest hard.
With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of black blood spurted out. Sandwiched in the black blood was a small green flag about an inch long.
As soon as this flag was exported, green light flashed, immediately absorbing all the black blood around it.
This flag has turned green.
The young man in black robe gloomily waved to the flag, and with a whoosh, the small flag turned into a black light and shot into his hand. After rubbing his hands together, the light shone brightly, and the green flag horse rose to several feet in size.
The green light on the flag was shining, and the clouds were covering it, making it impossible to see its face clearly. However, the flag was obviously missing a corner, as if it had been damaged.
Han Li's pupils shrank and he whispered:
"Oni Rahata!"
Back then, the head of the Yinluo Sect had said that he would use the sect's treasure, the Ghost Luo Banner, to deal with the old demon Hehuan. Later, although the latter did not actually use it, Han Li kept the name in mind.
As soon as the young man in black robe took out this small flag, Han Li naturally guessed it.
"You are quite clever! This is one of the main banners of the Twelve Ghost Raban Banners. It's up to you to experience its power yourself." When the young man in black robe saw Han Li, he recognized the thing in his hand, and first said
He was startled, but then he said with a sneer. He seemed to be confident about what he had in hand.
Then the young man suddenly grasped the flag tightly and waved it lightly towards the golden thread in a certain direction.
With a "Puff" sound, green clouds emerged from the flags. Then they rose sharply, covering the young man's figure in them.
The icy cold wind was blowing nearby, and many dark clouds flew in from the sky at some point. The entire sky turned into a black mass in an instant, covering not a single trace of the sunlight.
The sky became extremely gloomy. A green mist of ghosts appeared around me at some unknown time, and the sound of ghosts crying was heard all around.
Just shaking the flag in his hand gently, the color of the world changes. No wonder this person is so confident about this flag.
Han immediately had great confidence in the Da Geng Sword Formation and was also horrified.
At this moment, a sound of piercing the sky was heard from the opposite side, and countless thin black threads shot out from the mist where the young man was. They went straight towards Han Li and wrapped around him.
With a flash of golden light, the restriction in the sword array was activated. Countless golden threads flashed across each other, and all the black threads paused for a moment before turning into countless small pieces and falling down. But immediately, these broken black threads turned into one again.
The green mist flew back and merged into the green mist again.
"Hey!" Before Han Li felt anything, the young man in black robes in the green mist shouted in surprise. These ghost threads were extremely tough, but they were also vulnerable to being destroyed by the opponent's sword formation. This was a bit unexpected.
He was surprised.
After pondering for a while, he finally activated the maximum power of the ghost flag in his hand without any reservation.
I saw him suddenly throwing the flag in his hand out of the green mist and inserting it exactly three feet in front of him, motionless.
Then the sound of obscure spells sounded from the fog, and gusts of dark wind swept the surrounding fog, coming from all directions towards the center.
The green flag swelled up in a flash, reaching a height of two feet in the blink of an eye. The mist on the surface of the flag began to dissipate, revealing its true appearance.
As a result, Han Li's expression changed drastically when he saw it.
"You actually used so many living souls to refine the banner? How many people did you kill?" Han Li shouted sharply.
The surface of the green flag was densely packed with humanoid faces that had shrunk countless times. These faces were of both men and women, old and young, and they were squirming on the flag as if they were alive, and all of them showed expressions of extreme pain. It was really terrifying.
Extremely.
"How many people? Who knows! Maybe one hundred thousand or hundreds of thousands. There must be hundreds of monk souls among them to refine such a main flag." The young man's gloomy voice came from the green mist.
Han Li fell silent, staring coldly at the green mist. After a moment, he only uttered a few words.
"You deserve to die."
"Damn it? I don't know how many people have said this to me. But I am not living well. On the contrary, the souls of the people who said this have been received by me into the flag and become part of this flag. You
There will be no exception." The young man said sarcastically.
Then he didn't want to say anything more, and a red spell hit the giant flag.
The green light shone brightly, and suddenly a large hole with a diameter of several feet appeared from the flag. After the black air emerged, a sinister wind gusted inside.
The sound of "Puff" was heard one after another. Several huge skulls with ghostly fire in their eyes and green smoke coming out of their mouths flew out from the flags in a row and lined up in a row.
The largest skull among them had two huge horns, but the facial features of the skull below looked the same as those of humans.
Could it be that this skull was actually a monster in the transformation stage? Han Li was shocked.
But what happened immediately afterward made Han Li put the doubts in his mind away from these words.
Except for the first few skulls that came out, various will-o'-the-wisp skulls continued to swarm out from the black hole on the green flag, and in the blink of an eye, they emerged.
Hundreds of them, crowded around the black-robed man...
"Go!" The young man in black robe pointed in the direction of Han Li in the green mist.