Chapter 1757: Overturning Heaven and Earth

This Chi tribe youth naturally didn't know, and Han Li himself was overjoyed beyond expectation. Wang

Although he knew that the Fan Sheng Golden Body had undergone mysterious energy tempering and was certainly different from before, he didn't expect that a casual try would reveal such great supernatural power.

It could actually directly seize the opponent's treasure!

Although this seizure was somewhat unexpected and did not involve the opponent's natal magic treasure, it was still shocking to hear.

Han Li suppressed his inner joy and slapped his heavenly spirit cover with one hand.

With a "whoosh" sound, a mass of black light actually flew out from his head, and in a flash, it entered the Golden Body.

On the face of the Golden Body, the eyes flashed with black light, and instantly the figure swayed and plunged into the cyan misty light curtain, disappearing without a trace.

Han Li then suddenly opened his mouth, and a mass of silver flame shot out, flashing by and likewise disappearing into the light curtain.

The golden-horned youth in the sword formation originally had a face of shock and anger, rapidly making hand signs, wanting to recall that silver ruler, but upon seeing the actions of the Golden Body and Han Li, his expression instead turned stern, and he actually immediately regained his composure.

He let out a long breath, scattered the hand seal, and suddenly let out a loud shout; with a shake of his shoulders, a huge azure-colored dharma image emerged from behind him.

This dharma image was over five or six zhang tall, its entire body covered in scales, its eyes blood-red like fresh blood, and on its head and limbs grew dense bone spurs resembling ox horns, looking extremely ferocious.

What was even more shocking was!

This dharma image actually held a strange and unusual treasure in each hand.

One was indeed a long-handled strange hammer with three monster skulls embedded together.

The other was a mirror-smooth triangular shield, from which rolling red flames flew out.

The youth himself narrowed his eyes slightly, made a strange hand seal with one hand, and with a solemn expression began to chant incantations.

Obviously, seeing Han Li's supernatural power far exceeding his expectations, this Chi tribe youth finally discarded the lingering negligence he had originally retained.

He finally began to take things seriously.

However, since he was still trapped within the Chun Li Sword Formation by Han Li, how could Han Li allow him to cast spells leisurely?

After a flash of cold intent crossed Han Li's face, he frenziedly urged the sword seal in his heart.

In the cyan light curtains surrounding the sword formation, light flashed wildly, and one after another, cyan lotus flowers surged out, then transformed into countless lotus shadows that fluttered and danced into the sword formation.

For a moment, the entire sword formation was filled with flying blue lotuses—large and small lotuses either budding or blooming inch by inch. Even more miraculously, at the moment these blue lotuses appeared, a wave of rich floral fragrance also filled the entire sword formation, making the scene before them seem real yet illusory; one careless move could plunge them into the beautiful scenery, unable to extricate themselves.

However, the golden-horned youth, gazing at these blue lotuses, was not entranced by this beautiful scenery, but instead instantly perceived the layers of killing intent hidden within the lotuses; his expression darkened, and the azure-colored dharma image behind him shook the strange long-handled hammer at the falling blue lotuses.

The three monster skulls embedded in the hammerhead opened their eyes, then opened their mouths.

A mass of murky white wind, crimson-red fire waves, and streaks of silver arcs surged out simultaneously from the hammer.

Fire borrowed wind power, fire assisted lightning, and in an instant the three combined into a three-colored giant wave, mighty and overwhelming, directly rolling upward into the sky.

Almost simultaneously, the surfaces of the dancing blue lotuses flashed with cyan light, transforming into countless cyan sword shadows that covered the sky and shot downward.

The sword light and the three-colored light wave collided instantly.

Although this long-handled strange hammer is an extremely rare treasure, the seventy-two Azure Qing Zhu Feng Yun Swords, with Han Li's greatly advanced cultivation and aided by the sword formation, possess power far beyond what they were in the early Void Refinement stage.

Even though they are merely sword shadows emitted by the flying swords, each shadow's power is no less than that of a true flying dagger or sword. After this torrential downpour of sword light, it actually caused the three-colored giant wave to retreat step by step, momentarily unable to resist.

The youth was slightly startled, but immediately let out a cold snort in his heart.

The azure-colored dharma image moved its arm, and the triangular shield was likewise thrown into the air.

This item, obviously a fire-attribute treasure, after a circling motion, transformed into a fire cloud about the size of a mu, which boomed upward as it was thrust upward.

As the fire cloud tumbled, countless fist-sized fireballs and streaks of crimson light flew up.

Many sword shadows, upon contact, were instantly turned to nothing by the true flame power within the fire cloud.

The temperature in the entire sword formation suddenly became extraordinarily high, as if one were standing in a furnace.

Under the combined effect of this fire cloud and the three-colored light wave emitted by the strange hammer, the youth's upper space was completely sealed off; despite the dense storm of sword light in the air, not a single gap was missed, and all were intercepted.

As solid as gold and soup!

At this very moment, suddenly a cyan light curtain behind the youth split apart, and a golden-colored large hand, like a palm-leaf fan, grabbed out.

Before the large hand could close, its five fingers emitted a "hissing" sound of tearing through the air, and an invisible immense force pressed down upon the Chi tribe youth.

The youth only felt the air tighten, and suddenly his surroundings became as hard as fine steel, binding his body tightly; when he struggled desperately, he remained utterly motionless.

At the same time, the golden-colored hand flashed and arrived above his head, then ruthlessly grabbed downward.

Simultaneously, on the other side of the cyan curtain, a silver light flashed, and a silver-colored fire bird about a zhang in length spread its wings and shot out, opening its mouth to release a rolling torrent of silver flame.

Faced with this suddenly perilous situation, the Chi tribe youth's expression showed not the slightest panic; instead, a hint of a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his incantation ceased, and he spat out a mass of seven-colored light flame.

As the seven-colored spiritual light circulated, a small bell, entirely snow-white and translucent, flashed into view.

After a clear, pleasant "ding" sound rang out, an unbelievable scene appeared.

Han Li, outside the sword formation, at the instant the clear chime entered his ears, suddenly his spiritual sense became dazed, and then the surrounding scenery blurred; inexplicably, he found himself upside down, head downward and feet upward.

Not only that, but the entire sword formation and everything within it also presented a strange phenomenon.

The sword light that had originally been shooting downward suddenly changed direction, shooting toward the cyan light curtain on the opposite side, exploding with a booming roar.

And the golden-colored giant hand that seemed to be about to land on the opponent's heavenly spirit cover—unknown how—caused the void below to twist slightly, and the golden-horned youth mysteriously vanished, replaced instead by the sudden appearance of the silver-colored fire bird from over ten zhang away below.

The golden hand grabbed several long, slender fire feathers from the silver-colored giant bird.

With a "soaring" sound, the surging silver flame bird mercilessly coiled upward, enveloping the golden-colored palm within it.

As for the silver-colored flame originally spat out by this bird, it had already flashed and struck somewhere unknown.

Han Li couldn't help but be greatly startled; without thinking much, his body swayed, and he immediately returned to his original state.

At this moment, another clear chime rang out; the entire sword formation seemed to be affected by some mysterious power, the cyan light curtain twisted and deformed, and immediately, unable to bear the strain, it shattered inch by inch.

The cyan light retracted, and after the surrounding void trembled for a moment, the seventy-two Azure Misty Flying Swords were revealed.

The Chun Li Sword Formation was actually broken so simply.

The Golden Body and the silver-colored fire bird, however, remained dazed in place, appearing utterly at a loss.

This scene greatly startled Han Li's heart.

What treasure is that small bell, actually possessing the legendary supernatural power of overturning heaven and earth? When the bell rang earlier, he seemed to have sensed a trace of the power of laws contained within it.

"Could this treasure actually be..."

Han Li's face changed color several times, but after all he was not an ordinary person; his pupils flashed with blue light, and he immediately swept through everything within a radius of over a hundred zhang in the void.

As a result, his gaze immediately focused, fixing on an empty spot in the void where no one was present; black energy condensed between his brows, and a pitch-black, ink-like dharma eye instantly appeared.

Black light flashed, and a thumb-thick pillar of light shot out in a flash, then flickered and vanished into the void.

With a "Boom," the golden-horned youth stumbled, somewhat disheveled, and suddenly appeared from the void over there.

"Annihilation Dharma Eye"

Upon clearly seeing the third demonic eye between Han Li's brows, the youth let out a startled cry.

At some point, a set of blue armor had appeared on his body; after stabilizing his stance, Fang Yi immediately swung his sleeve.

Behind him, blue light flashed, and the phantasmal giant holding two treasures reappeared.

The youth made a grasping motion in the void; as seven-colored spiritual light flashed, the pure white small bell appeared and was held in his hand.

At the moment the horned youth took hold of the small bell, the surprise on his face vanished, replaced by a flickering gaze toward Han Li.

Han Li remained expressionless, gesturing toward the Golden Body and the Soul-Devouring Firebird; in an instant, after a few flickers, both appeared strangely beside him.

At nearly the same time, the seventy-two green flying swords hovering in the surrounding air trembled, then suddenly transformed into dozens of piercing green lights with no warning, shooting straight at the horned youth.

As the sound of tearing air rang out, the seventy-two sword lights instantly appeared before the youth like teleportation, then slashed down in disarray.

The incredible speed of the Azure Bumblebee Cloud Sword caused the golden-horned youth's eyes to twitch violently, yet facing so many astonishing sword lights, he remained unmoved, merely extending a finger to flick the small bell.

With a "Clang," rings of white waves surged from the bell, rushing toward the dozens of sword lights.

Upon contact, the dozens of sword lights flashed green and paused, revealing their original forms as foot-long flying swords; after several more waves passed over them, all the flying swords shattered silently into fragments, ultimately vanishing into nothing.

Han Li witnessed all this, his expression unchanged, but his pupils suddenly contracted.

Just now, he had seen clearly with his spiritual eye divine ability.

What was released from the small bell was not white waves, but rather numerous fine spatial rifts forming individual bands of spatial light.

These rifts differed greatly from ordinary spatial rifts; under the small bell's ***, they appeared and disappeared rapidly.

Even though the Azure Bumblebee Cloud Sword was extraordinarily sharp, how could it resist the cutting force formed by spatial power? In that instant, it was divided into countless small segments.

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