Chapter 686

Hearing this, no one showed any panic.

It seemed that everyone understood that these spellcasters only dared to use restrictions to trap them, which meant that there were indeed not many high-level spellcasters here. Otherwise, they would have swarmed up long ago.

However, they could not be trapped for too long. Once the Mulan reinforcements arrived, the trouble would be truly great!

Thus, colorful light flashed on the old woman and the others, and they no longer hid, each displaying their divine abilities and starting to attack the surrounding restrictions.

Han Li also flicked his finger elegantly, and after three green lights left his hand, they swelled in the wind, turning into three green rainbows in the blink of an eye, sweeping towards the yellow sand not far away.

A ripple like water waves appeared under everyone's attack.

Then yellow light flashed, and this restriction was easily torn to pieces by everyone's attack like thin paper.

Seeing that it was so easy to succeed, the others were a bit surprised, but seeing this, Han Li turned into a rainbow without changing his expression and shot out from the gap.

It was very normal for a restriction set up in a hurry not to have much power and to be broken by them in one blow; there was nothing to hesitate about.

Seeing Han Li's decisive move, the other old monsters were stunned for a moment, then immediately understood and followed closely behind.

After going out, although the sky was still full of flying sand, the oppressive feeling of being in the restriction was clearly gone. This made Han Li feel a little relieved, and he scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, wanting to identify the direction before taking action.

But just at this moment, Han Li's expression moved, and his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at a certain place in the yellow sand, floating in the air without moving.

At this moment, blue light was vaguely flashing in his pupils, appearing a bit demonic. His face had a calm and peaceful expression, and one could not tell what he was thinking at all.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what are you doing here?" At this time, Nan Nan Long Hou, who had caught up from behind, saw Han Li's motionless gaze, and suspiciously scanned this direction with his spiritual sense, but found nothing unusual. He couldn't help but ask strangely.

"Nothing, I'm just pondering which direction we should go." Han Li turned his head and said with his usual expression.

"In this ghostly sandstorm, spiritual sense is not very useful. How can you tell anything by relying on the naked eye? I have a 'Star-Fixing Plate' treasure here, which is just right for this situation." Nan Nan Long Hou said with a look of disapproval, then touched his waist with one hand and took out a light red jade plate, flat and round.

Nan Nan Long Hou held the treasure in one hand and pinched a magic formula with the other, and obscure incantations came from his mouth. He opened his five fingers, and a golden light shot out from his palm, hitting a flowing rune on the surface of the disk.

Golden and red strange light burst forth from the disk.

Han Li's heart moved, and he took a few more looks at this treasure.

As a result, he saw golden stars on the disk, revealing a strange pattern. It actually contained celestial phenomena such as stars, sun, and moon, which was very strange.

Han Li watched intently, and the white-robed old man and the others also gathered around with curiosity.

Nan Nan Long Hou ignored this and just focused on the pattern on the disk. After a while, he flipped his hand, and the treasure in his hand disappeared, but he said briefly:

"Follow me!"

After saying this, Nan Nan Long Hou turned into a ball of golden light and flew away diagonally.

The old woman, the cold-faced cultivator, and others followed without a word. Clearly, they quite trusted the judgment of this mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

Wang Wang Tiangu had black light flashing on his body, wrapping Wang Chan and Yan Yan Ru Yan again, and followed with his escape light.

However, when passing by Han Li, this elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect glanced at him vaguely, then passed by Han Li as if nothing had happened.

Han Li's mouth curled slightly, and he looked back with a smile that was not a smile.

He vaguely saw Wang Chan in the black light lowering his head, not daring to look towards this side at all, appearing exceptionally honest. On the contrary, Yan Yan Ru Yan, the great beauty, had her eyes flashing, and her calm gaze stayed on Han Li for a moment before turning her beautiful head away.

Han Li, seeing that he was about to be left behind alone, smiled indifferently. With a flash of green light on his body, he was about to fly away from here.

However, before flying away, he subconsciously looked at the direction he had stared at before, and after a strange look flashed on his face, he suddenly laughed coldly and broke through the air.

In the blink of an eye, Han Li's figure disappeared without a trace in the sandstorm.

This place immediately became exceptionally quiet.

But only after a short while, dazzling yellow light lit up where Han Li had looked before, and a pitch-black hole appeared without any warning, and a jet-black, shiny demonic insect crawled out from it.

This demonic insect was astonishingly large, about six zhang long and four zhang wide, with a flat and round body.

What was even more terrifying was that in addition to a dozen dim yellow compound eyes on the triangular head of the demonic insect, there were also several slender tentacles and a pair of huge, sharp fangs, with cold light flashing on them, looking terrifying. On its back were four transparent, thin wings, vibrating gently.

And on the back of such a terrifying demonic insect, there stood three figures of different heights, one with white light all over its body, making people dare not look directly, one covered in emerald green strange mist, with a vague figure. The last one had light blue electric arcs jumping all over its body, appearing like a god of thunder descending.

"Great Master, are we just letting them leave like this? This isn't very good, is it?" The figure covered in white light looked at the direction where Han Li and the others disappeared and opened its mouth, with a hint of worry in its words.

"Hmph! If we don't let them leave, can a mere illusion array really trap them? Don't forget, most of these people are Nascent Soul old monsters, all existences of the same level as me. Even the two weakest ones are late-Core Formation cultivators. Relying on just our Yellow Sand Tribe to keep the other party is wishful thinking!" The figure in the green mist snorted coldly, appearing to be in a bad mood.

"But what about Master Mu of the Heavenly Wind Tribe? He personally sent a letter asking us to try every means to trap this team of cultivators. This vanguard tribe is temporarily under his command. And Master Mu has already gone to contact the Great Masters of several other tribes. Why don't we activate the tribe's ancestral sacred artifact 'Demonic Dust Banner'? Even if we can't severely injure these Nascent Soul cultivators, trapping them for a moment is still doable." The figure in the white light still suggested without giving up.

"Nonsense! Those thirty-six Demonic Dust Banners are not something that can be used at will! Our Yellow Sand Tribe's ancestors have had teachings for generations; unless it's the moment of tribe extinction, those sacred banners must not be used easily. Moreover, with these cultivators' divine abilities, even if we really trapped them for a moment, if we were countered and damaged a few banners, how would we deal with it? Without the ancestral sacred artifact, what would we rely on to sit firmly in the position of the top ten tribes of the coalition? It's not impossible that we might even be coveted by those small tribes and face the danger of tribe extinction." The figure in the green mist was furious and scolded without any politeness.

"The disciple was reckless, thank you Great Master for the reminder!" The spellcaster in the white light hurriedly apologized with cold sweat on his face.

"Seeing that you just became a master not long ago, I'll let it slide. But don't let it happen again! Anyway, it's not like we didn't take action, it's just that these people's divine abilities are too powerful. We simply couldn't trap them. That Great Master Mu has a good idea. Letting our Yellow Sand Tribe people provide materials and effort to help him trap the enemy. When both sides are injured, he will come with others to pick up the cheap gains. He will naturally take the lion's share of the credit and spoils. Otherwise, the Heavenly Wind Tribe also has ancestral treasures, why don't they take them out to block the enemy? I think he has bad intentions, taking the opportunity to retaliate against our Yellow Sand Tribe!" The "Great Master" in the green mist said coldly, appearing to have a very bad impression of that Master Mu.

"This Master Mu probably really has this idea. After all, our two tribes were not very harmonious to begin with. But now we are just a coalition, not truly superior and subordinate, so there's no need to take such things that damage our own strength to fulfill others seriously. Moreover, with the terrifying speed of the Heavenly Wind Tribe's magic treasure 'Wind-Driving Chariot,' it's not impossible to catch up with these people. Hehe, at that time, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose! However, as long as they can drag these people until the main force arrives, it will naturally be a great victory." The spellcaster covered in electric arcs analyzed calmly.

"Although the Wind-Driving Chariot has astonishing speed, if they have to gather enough manpower before setting off, I'm afraid it will be too late." The "Great Master" in the green mist disagreed.

"Whether they can catch up or not has nothing to do with us. What puzzles me is that the young man who broke the array first seemed to have discovered us hiding in the Sumeru hole. This is a bit strange! This 'Sumeru Insect' of mine is one of the famous strange insects from ancient times. Although its combat power is not strong, it is born with the divine ability to temporarily tear open space cracks, and it is best at hiding in place. Although because it is still a larva, tearing open space and time is very limited. But two mid-Nascent Soul cultivators didn't discover the existence of the Sumeru insect, yet an early-Nascent Soul cultivator sensed it. It seems that the young man is not an ordinary person, either he has cultivated some special secret technique, or he possesses an extremely powerful detection treasure!" This "Great Master" pondered for a while and muttered to himself, but a hint of surprise and suspicion still remained on his face.

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