Chapter 1511 The mirror of the peak of the six-turn supernatural power realm!
Chapter 1511 The Mirror of the Peak of the Sixth Transformation Divine Power Realm!
Mu Yunyao, who was on the side, had no doubts about Han Jiulin. Since the battle in Ditian City, her respect for Han Jiulin had grown day by day. She saw Mu Yunyao sitting cross-legged on the ground, recovering from her injuries while speaking to Jin Yufeng.
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"Don't worry, Han Jiulin will never do anything he is unsure of easily.
Don’t forget, he is a man with the unrivaled miraculous power of ‘Beiming Divine Art’!”
"Back then in Ditian City, thirty-nine Feihong Alliance disciples surrounded and killed him, but in the end, he killed them all and wiped them out.
It can be seen that the so-called siege is not as difficult for Han Jiulin to deal with as it is for us."
"After all, the 'Beiming Divine Art' can absorb the enemy's blood and spiritual energy for his own use. It is unlikely that Han Jiulin will face the problem of spiritual energy exhaustion. I believe that no matter how large the number of these beasts are, they will never be Han Jiulin's opponent."
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Li Dao also nodded, and then said in response:
"The priest sister is right. Brother Han cannot judge his abilities with the thinking of an ordinary cultivator. With his speed and physique plus the 'Beiming Divine Art', I am afraid that these beasts are not enough for him to play a game."
Woolen cloth……"
After hearing what Mu Yunyao and Li Dao said, Jin Yufeng felt a little relieved. It is true that Han Jiulin's ability cannot be treated as ordinary. Others may only die when facing such a large number of beasts, but it is completely different if it is Han Jiulin.
situation.
Han Jiulin turned into a silver-white thunder and flashed among the beasts, as if he were in an uninhabited land. Everywhere he passed, the heads of several spiritual beasts were violently chopped off by him, or they were sucked into one by him.
Mummy.
As the silver thunder swept away, the corpses of countless spirit beasts fell on the battlefield. At this time, Han Jiulin was like an unparalleled god of war, moving in and out of the group of spirit beasts that ordinary cultivators were extremely afraid of.
As the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten continued to absorb the energy and blood from those spiritual beasts, Han Jiulin also successfully broke through to the peak of the sixth-level magical power during the battle.
Seeing that his realm had been broken through and his spiritual energy had returned to its peak, Han Jiulin no longer had any worries and planned to deal with these obstructive spiritual beasts in one fell swoop.
With this thought, Han Jiulin used the "Dragon Art" again, transforming into a silver-white air dragon and flying high into the sky. Then he gathered a large amount of spiritual energy and spit out a "Thunder Dragon Breath" with extremely destructive power within a hundred meters around him.
The "Thunder Dragon Breath" sprayed by the silver-white air dragon turned into a piece of scorched earth, and many spiritual beasts were blasted into a piece of pitch-black coke the moment they encountered this "Thunder Dragon Breath".
After the "Thunder Dragon Breath" spewed out by Han Jiulin's silver-white air dragon ended, almost everyone within a few hundred meters was razed to the ground by the huge destructive power of this "Thunder Dragon Breath". The surface was littered with corpses and animal blood.
All over.
Such a situation naturally shocked Mu Yunyao and the other two people in the sword array.
"I didn't expect that Han Jiulin's strength has really reached such a terrifying level. I must strive to win over such a handsome young genius with unlimited potential!"
Mu Yunyao thought secretly in her heart.
Li Dao on the side had no scruples, and said what he thought of: "I'll go! This Brother Han is truly the unparalleled genius of our Guangming Academy. Even Liefeng Xiao, who practices Jianji Dao, can't do this kind of magical power.
Are you there?"
In the night, the man in black who was playing the flute suddenly put down the flute when he saw the scene in front of him, and then laughed loudly and said:
"Very good. It's really exciting that I met such a talented young man from Guangming Academy. Boy, let me personally take your life in order to honor my ancestor's spirit in heaven!"
Before he finished speaking, the man in black suddenly jumped up high, landed on the body of a black giant eagle, and then flew towards Han Jiulin.
Seeing this scene, Jin Yufeng hurriedly warned: "Junior Brother Han, be careful! The man riding on the black giant eagle is an aborigine in this plane and space, and his strength is comparable to that of a peak expert in the eighth-level magical realm!"
The man standing on the body of the black giant eagle said coldly to Jin Yufeng and the others: "And you three hateful intruders, I will chop off all four of your heads today and use them as trophies.
Go pay homage to the heroic spirits of my ancestors!”
Han Jiulin knew in his heart that the aboriginal people in this plane space were indeed greatly oppressed.
This vast space was originally a paradise for them to survive, but it was eventually occupied by Guangming Academy, and the indigenous people in these planes and spaces were expelled to the barren and cold extreme north, causing them to suffer for generations.
But despite this, the aboriginal man was indeed full of murderous intentions towards Han Jiulin and the others at this moment. Han Jiulin could not sit back and wait for death, let alone watch him kill Mu Yunyao and the other three.
Under such circumstances, there seems to be no other solution except a bloody battle.
Although Han Jiulin, who was in the form of a silver-white air dragon, had stronger defense than his original form, he was unable to use other magical powers and could not provide timely support to Mu Yunyao and the others.
So after careful consideration, Han Jiulin released the "Dragon Art" and returned to his original form. Then he shouted "Xiao Jin" not far away and summoned the golden dragon immediately.
Han Jiulin said: "Xiao Jin, it's time for you and me to show off our talents again!"
The little golden dragon raised his head and glanced at the murderous man in black on top of the black giant eagle, then immediately nodded heavily towards Han Jiulin, and then turned into a ball of golden particles and poured into Han Jiulin's body.
In an instant, Han Jiulin and the golden dragon became united again. A pair of divine dragon battle armor was attached to Han Jiulin's body. As he raised his hand, the long sword burning with golden flames also appeared again, and Han Jiulin held it tightly.
"You continue to recover from your injuries where you are, and I will deal with this person!"
Before he finished speaking, a pair of golden dragon wings on Han Jiulin's back suddenly stretched out, and Han Jiulin flapped his wings and quickly attacked the man in black on the body of the black giant eagle.
"He is actually a descendant of the Dragon Clan!"
The man in black was naturally shocked when he saw Han Jiulin and the golden dragon becoming one in the blink of an eye, and then transforming into a divine dragon armor.
As for the black giant eagle, as a fourth-grade spiritual beast, its intelligence was not low. At this moment, it felt a huge threat approaching, so it naturally spread its wings to dodge.
And Han Jiulin suddenly burst out with a dragon roar, which instantly triggered the fear of the dragon clan deep in the black giant eagle's genes, and suddenly fell rapidly from the high altitude.
Seeing this situation, the man in black made an immediate decision and suddenly jumped down from the air, using the long flute in his hand to directly greet the long knife that was burning with golden flames in Han Jiulin's hand, intending to use his own cultivation to force Han Jiulin back.
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However, this man in black never expected that he had the strength of the peak level of the eighth-level magical power, but he was no match for Han Jiulin during the fierce struggle, and was actually knocked away by his sword.