Chapter 1679: Greatly Surprised

These two had seen a bit of Han Li's true divine abilities that day, so they weren't too surprised that the person in the blood light had suffered a small loss, but their gazes toward Han Li were all gloomy and uncertain. Net

As for the appearance of the person in the blood light, under Han Li's spiritual eye observation, he had already seen it clearly.

It was a woman with willow-leaf brows and cherry lips, wearing a blood-colored palace dress.

At this moment, although she had retrieved the two flying swords, her jade face was full of shock.

Clearly, the power of the Meta-Magnetic Divine Light had startled her, making her extremely wary.

The three surrounded Han Li, and for a time, they were all silent, but they had no intention of letting him leave.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping toward the horizon in the distance.

He saw that the fire clouds over there were still rumbling and shaking the sky, the momentum seemingly even more intense than before, but waves of pitch-black water surged from below, occasionally crashing into the fire clouds.

The two seemed to have completely opposing attributes, and as they intertwined, continuous explosions erupted, causing half the sky to tremble, as if it could be torn apart at any moment.

Han Li's gaze flickered, his thoughts racing.

"Daoist Han, I remember that Nephew Yue entered the mountain range with you. Since you are here, I wonder if Nephew Yue is also nearby." After a moment of stalemate, it was the old man surnamed Yan who spoke first.

"It's somewhat regrettable. Daoist Yue just encountered a poisonous hand not long ago and has unfortunately fallen." Han Li's expression turned solemn upon hearing this, and he said without concealment.

"Fallen? Can you tell me who dealt the poisonous hand?" The old man surnamed Yan was shocked and asked repeatedly.

"When Daoist Yue encountered the enemy, there was no one else by his side. I truly cannot say clearly." Han Li furrowed his brows and said slowly.

"Oh, so that's how it is." The old man surnamed Yan's expression turned gloomy, clearly not believing him.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

It seemed that this person most likely thought he was related to the fall of the Yue Sect.

However, he had no friendship with the old man, so he naturally wouldn't explain anything specifically. After scanning the other two, he asked calmly:

"With the three of you in this posture, do you intend not to let me leave?"

"Hmph, why ask when you know the answer? Hand over the Zhi Xian, and you can naturally leave at any time." The green-haired alien's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he said viciously.

"Zhi Xian? Hehe, do the other two Daoists think the same?" Han Li sneered and asked the other two.

The old man surnamed Yan's expression froze slightly, and he didn't answer. But the woman in the blood light released cold light from her bright eyes, and said coldly:

"We don't have much time. The three of us will attack together. After killing this person, the three of us will split the Zhi Xian. Otherwise, if that demonic crocodile and the Iron-Winged one's subordinates catch up, the item will definitely not fall into our hands."

After saying this, the woman waved both hands, and blood light flashed. A fan rolling with blood flames appeared in her hand.

This fan was only a foot long, but its entire body was crystal clear and shimmering, carved from white jade. However, dense blood-colored runes were engraved on the fan surface, each flashing blood-red like flames, truly eerie.

"Good, getting one-third is better than getting nothing at all." Although the green-haired alien was fierce, he wasn't a stupid person, and he agreed without blinking. With a flip of his palm, an antique-looking small tripod appeared in his hand. After spinning, it transformed into several feet in size, hovering in front of him motionless.

The old man surnamed Yan saw the other two acting like this, and after a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and shook his sleeves.

A ball of silver light shot out, surprisingly a silver-shimmering imperial seal.

When it first flew out, it was only an inch in size. But after rolling, it immediately transformed into several feet in size, and at the same time, the sound of wind and thunder emitted from it.

The momentum of the three joining forces was formed!

Seeing this, Han Li's mouth twitched, and he sighed in his heart.

These three were all top-tier Void Refinement existences, and their escape speed would definitely not be much slower than his. Wanting to avoid the battle was probably impossible. The only way to escape was to truly defeat or kill the three of them.

He had realized this point as soon as he collected the Zhi Xian earlier.

Therefore, seeing the three's actions, he didn't panic in his heart. Before the three could launch an attack, he first beckoned into the void with one hand.

Immediately, the black small mountain phantom in front of him rolled up layers of gray light and smashed toward the old man. Before it even fell, the mountain transformed into dozens of feet in size amidst ten thousand rays of glow, pressing down with a pitch-black weight.

The old man surnamed Yan was shocked. Without thinking, his figure retreated, and at the same time, he pointed a finger at the silver imperial seal in front of him.

The treasure let out a buzz, its volume also expanding several times, meeting the mountain peak in the sky.

With a heaven-shaking "Boom," a ball of dazzling light erupted at the bottom of the mountain peak.

The entire sky shook, and invisible fluctuations spread out in circles from where the two collided.

That silver imperial seal was also a treasure of great power, but how could it compare to the Meta-Magnetic Divine Mountain that had been refined twice?

Although it slightly held up the mountain peak, it finally let out a crisp sound and shattered, completely unable to block the strange, immense weight of the black mountain peak.

The giant mountain peak immediately fell with great momentum, and at the same time, a large patch of gray glow rolled out, shrouding the old man.

The old man surnamed Yan's face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth, actually spitting out a piece of milky-white light gauze.

This gauze moved, immediately transforming into a patch of white clouds that drifted above his head.

At the same time, white glow flashed on the old man's face, and he flicked his ten fingers at the clouds in the sky, one after another, five-colored magic seals flashing into the clouds.

The black mountain peak fell onto the white clouds, actually as if smashing onto another patch of cotton, most of its force being unloaded without a trace.

The milky-white mist shook, actually supporting the mountain peak.

Seeing this, Han Li was slightly startled.

However, in this moment of delay, the green-haired alien and the woman in the blood light didn't hesitate to attack either.

The green-haired alien opened his mouth, spitting a ball of green essence Qi onto the tripod.

The giant tripod buzzed, and the tripod lid flew into the sky.

In the next moment, a glow flew out from the tripod, and after scattering, the heaven and earth nearby changed color. A gloomy yellow wind whistled up, then transformed into several yellow wind dragons, pouncing straight at Han Li.

As for the woman in the blood light, she waved the blood fan lightly.

Immediately, runes on the fan surface flickered, and "Puchi" sounds erupted. Countless balls of blood flames surged out from the fan surface, shooting toward Han Li in a dense swarm.

Seeing this, Han Li's expression was expressionless, but he flipped one hand.

With a flash of cyan light, a cyan-shimmering small tripod also appeared.

It was the Void Heaven Treasure Tripod!

With another opening of his mouth, a ball of silver flames was spat out. After spinning, it transformed into a silver firebird a foot tall.

"Go!"

Han Li waved his sleeves and let out a low shout.

The cyan small tripod trembled, flying into the sky. With a shake, the tripod lid vanished without a trace.

A buzz that reached the nine heavens came from the tripod, and the patterns of beasts and birds engraved on its surface all became blurred.

Amidst the cyan spiritual light, phantoms of giant beasts and strange birds emerged around the small tripod, then let out strange roars and pounced, meeting the yellow wind dragons.

As the two made contact, they immediately tore at each other, appearing evenly matched for a time.

And on the other side, the silver firebird spread its wings and flew on its own to meet the blood-colored fireballs coming from the sky.

These fireballs had blood flames rolling on their surface, fresh and red, and at a glance, they were clearly not ordinary flames.

Even the woman in the blood-colored palace dress looked calm and composed, appearing extremely confident in the power of the blood fan in her hand.

But in the next moment, the woman was suddenly shocked.

Because the silver firebird, which was originally only a foot tall, saw that it was about to dive into the fireballs, but suddenly let out a clear cry, and its wings flapped fiercely. Its volume suddenly expanded at an incredible speed.

One foot, three feet, five feet, ten feet...

In the blink of an eye, the silver firebird's volume became thirty feet tall, and its feathers were actually silver with white, with silver runes flickering and emerging on the white. Looking from afar, it actually looked like a silver phoenix, flashing and shining, making people dare not look directly at it.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart also jumped.

Although he knew that the Spirit-Devouring Firebird would definitely have some evolution after swallowing the Golden Crow True Fire, he was still shocked to see it become such an astonishing appearance. And this was still when the Golden Crow True Fire hadn't been completely refined.

The Spirit-Devouring Firebird itself already possessed a certain spiritual nature, and without Han Li needing to urge it, it flapped its wings fiercely forward.

The silver feathers on its wings shot out one by one. Looking from afar, it was as if countless silver crossbow bolts were shooting out simultaneously, and in a flash, they accurately pierced through every blood-colored fireball.

"Peng Peng" sounds were continuous.

The surface of those fireballs immediately deformed, and they exploded one after another, turning into dots of blood flames and scattering.

The woman in the blood light was shocked and furious, but she didn't become flustered. She threw the blood fan in her hand into the sky, and with her other hand, she pinched a magic seal and pointed solemnly.

With a flash of spiritual light, a blood-colored light pillar sprayed from her fingertip, vanishing into the blood fan in a flash.

Runes on the fan flickered and surged, rapidly forming strange patterns that looked like magic arrays, changing constantly.

Immediately, those scattered blood flames flashed and flew toward different places, appearing as if they were about to condense together again.

However, at this moment, the silver feathers that had pierced through suddenly burned fiercely, transforming into silver fireballs the size of fists.

These silver balls trembled, the sound of breaking air erupted, and they shot toward the scattered blood flames.

As a result, any blood flame hit by a silver fireball immediately vanished silently, swallowed by the silver fireballs, appearing to have no power to resist at all.

In an instant, most of the blood flames dancing in the sky vanished into thin air.

Seeing this, the woman in the blood light turned pale and bloodless.

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