Looking intently at the giant bell that had been deducted, Han Li rushed forward with one hand to the flower basket Gu Bao, and with a slight click, the white qi that this thing had turned into instantly shot out to the top of his head.

At the same time, above the giant bell, a muffled bell of "dang" came out.

The voice was not loud, but Han Li, who was facing the direction of the bell below, sank in his mind, and his body almost collapsed with a flicker

It's his most hated sound attack again!

Han Li scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off at all to urge the Ancient Treasure in the air.

The brilliance flashed, and the original shape of the flower basket appeared in the white air.

The basket of flowers, then spun around, spewed out a white glow, wrapped up the silver bell, and then pulled it into the blue.

The silver bell will not be so obedient, and the dazzling silver light is released around the body, and the bell rings one after another. But because he was wrapped in white air, Han Li listened, and although he was still a little uncomfortable, he finally wouldn't be unable to stand firm like he had just now.

At this time, Han Li no longer paid attention to the two ancient treasures above his head, and his gaze returned to the man opposite.

This Young Master of the Six Daos, whose expression had regained his composure, was thinking about the scene where the True Demon Incarnation was destroyed by the Golden Arc just now, and after his expression moved, he suddenly stared at Han Li.

"Evil God Thunder, you have the Golden Thunder Bamboo Magic Weapon!" Wen Tianren's voice was full of anger for a while.

Except for the rumored Evil Spirits Thunder, who specializes in demonic arts, he really can't think of any other arc that can have such an anti-heaven ability and can instantly break his true demon incarnation. Golden Thunder Bamboo. This thing that had caused a bloody storm back then actually appeared again, and it was refined into a magic weapon by the person opposite, which really shocked this six-way descendant.

Hearing Wen Tianren call out the name of the evil god thunder, Han Li's expression changed slightly, but after sneering, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he just urged the flower basket magic weapon on his head, wanting to accept the silver bell first.

Seeing this scene, Wen Tianren naturally knew that what he had guessed was correct, and his face turned a little pale.

As the descendant of the first person in the Demon Dao. His understanding of the evil god thunder was far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks. In this regard, Shenlei is even more jealous.

And after seeing the six extremes of true magic skills, he didn't have the slightest power to fight back under the divine thunder. He knew that the rumored restraint of this divine thunder on the magic skill was not exaggerated at all, as long as the other party had this thunder, it was enough to abolish his ten-** demonic evil art.

Wen Tianren took a deep breath and glanced at Han Li, who was standing expressionlessly, his face was gloomy and watery, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

He vaguely felt that the person opposite seemed to be his destined enemy in this life. Not only is the cultivation of the magic weapon not below him. After possessing the evil god thunder, he even restrained his earth exercises. This is something he will never tolerate!

"No matter how much it costs, we must not let the other party leave the island alive today. Only when the magic weapon of the Golden Thunder Bamboo is in his own hands can he be completely at ease. Wen Tianren looked at Han Li and felt ruthless in his heart. At this moment, the stunning girl standing farther away was stunned by Han Li and Wen Tianren's series of spelling treasures.

This girl had already guessed Han Li's true identity when Han Li drove the Gold Devouring Worm. Naturally, I was amazed!

He hadn't seen him for decades, and Han Li's cultivation had soared from the early stage of the knot to the late stage. It really made this woman a little hard to believe. But then she thought that the rumored Void Heaven Ding seemed to be in Han Li's hands, and she felt a little relieved in her heart.

But even so, this woman was not optimistic about Han Li and Wen Tianren's fight at all at first. I only thought that Han Li would support him for a moment and a half at most, and then he would be defeated and flee. But he never expected that when the fighting method was up to now, Han Li would actually have the upper hand. In particular, as soon as Han Li's pale golden arc came out, it shattered Wen Tianren's magic skills in one fell swoop, which shocked the stunning girl even more. I feel like my brain is a little bit uncomfortable.

She recognized the origin of the golden arc almost before Wen Tianren recognized it.

Because the half of the thousand-year-old Heavenly Thunder Bamboo was given to Han Li by herself. But how did it become the Ten Thousand Year Golden Thunder Bamboo now? Could it be that Han Li had obtained the new Heavenly Thunder Bamboo material from another place? At this time, the only answer that this woman could come up with.

This stunning girl is naturally the Purple Spirit Fairy after the farewell of the Void Heaven Palace.

This woman's appearance changed greatly, and she was mixed with Wen Tianren, looking a little reluctant. I don't know how many more stories there are!

Right now. The purple spirit fairy clenched her teeth. Meimu stared into the distance without blinking, faintly feeling this fight. It seems like it's going to go on and on.

Seeing that the silver bell was about to be included in Han Li's flower basket, Wen Tianren's expression finally moved, and the golden glow between his eyebrows suddenly became dazzling, and then substantially expanded and stretched.

In the blink of an eye, a small and delicate single horn protruded from between Wen Tianren's eyebrows. The golden light on it was full of difficult esoteric runes, and it seemed that not only did it not have a trace of demonic energy, but it was full of pure heaven and earth aura.

Looking at the other party's demonic one-horned, Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart sank.

Without thinking, he pointed at the two cyan giant swords in the distance, and struck out two more spells.

After the cyan giant sword hummed, it disintegrated and turned into more than twenty small swords again. These small swords, then being urged by the sword shadow splitting technique, conjured up three sword lights again, and then swarmed back without advancing and retreating, and in the blink of an eye, they flew to Han Li's side, flying around in front of him, circling and hovering, and laid another protective appearance

"Okay, that's good! I didn't expect it to push me to this point. Originally, I thought that except for those old ghosts in the Yuan Infant Stage, there would be no one in the Yu Dan period who would be my opponent at all, but now it seems that there is really some arrogance in Guan Tian. But that's good, it's my luck to meet you now. Otherwise, when you enter the Yuan Infant Period, it will be much trickier to destroy you. Wen Tianren turned a blind eye to Han Lidi's actions, and instead said lightly with a calm expression.

With an extra golden horn between his eyebrows, he seemed to be full of confidence. There was a hint of panic in the past, and it disappeared without a trace.

Han Li's face was silent, but his divine sense swept over the other party.

As a result, except for an extra strange horn between his eyebrows, Wen Tianren did not show a skyrocketing in cultivation or other strange changes.

Han Li frowned, a trace of doubt darkened in his heart, and he became even more alert.

He didn't realize that what the other party said just now was just a lie. There must be some ghost in this golden horn.

Before Han Li could solve his doubts, Wen Tianren on the other side shot out eight golden flames from his sleeves in a row.

These golden flames were as small as fists, shining brightly, dazzling, and quickly revolving around Wen Tianren.

I saw that the other party released something from his body again. After Han Li sighed in his heart, he was a little depressed and angry.

He knew very well that although he had so many treasures on his body, he was absolutely one of the few among the monks of the same rank. But compared to the other party, it must still be more than a step behind. After all, with the other party's prominent identity as the young master of the Anti-Star Alliance and the first descendant of the Demon Dao, it was naturally easy to get some treasures.

He can't continue to compete with the other party for treasures one by one, he must think of a way, either trap the other party or kill them with one blow.

Han Li didn't know that when he was thinking like this, almost the same thought appeared in Wen Tianren's mind on the other side. He was also a little intimidated by Han Li's endless methods. Therefore, he simply stopped using other treasures at this moment, and directly cast the killer weapon of pressing the box, and these eight golden flames came out.

At this moment, their light was extinguished, and eight ancient mirrors made of pure gold appeared. These mirrors are the size of a palm, one side is smooth as water, with a faint flow of golden light, and the other side is wrinkled and uneven, looking ugly.

When Han Li saw this scene, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he faintly felt as if he had heard of these ancient mirrors, but he didn't think about them for a while.

"Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror!" An exclamation came from behind Wen Tianren, followed by an "ah", and the voice stopped abruptly.

Han Li was stunned for a moment, and his gaze swept away, and it was actually the stunning girl, covering her apricot lips with one hand, looking at those golden ancient mirrors with a shocked expression.

"Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror?" Han Li thought about this somewhat familiar name for a while, and suddenly remembered the strength of these small realms, and his heart chuckled, and the whole person sank straight down.

"Now that my female companion has called out the origin of these mirrors, you must know how powerful they are. Then now, you can die without regrets!" Wen Tianren tilted his head slightly, glanced at the Purple Spirit Fairy with great meaning, and then turned around and said coldly. The golden horns between his eyebrows flashed, and a slender golden light suddenly erupted, shooting at the mirror closest to him. and then quickly ejected onto the small mirror next door,

In the blink of an eye, it was ejected eight times, and after each ejection, the golden light grew a few points, and when it popped out of the last golden mirror, the golden light had become the thickness of a baby's arm.